At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Ping'an finally went downstairs.
Walking out of the elevator, he went to the buffet restaurant. Just like yesterday, he ordered a pine leaf crab.
It was still that chubby chef who had helped him prepare the dishes.
As for the taste...
It was okay!
Ling Ping'an finished eating and wiped his mouth.
He picked up his phone and walked out of the restaurant.
Just as he was about to go upstairs and take a nap, he saw a large group of bodyguards in formal clothes and sunglasses surrounding a young man as he walked to the front desk.
Ling Ping'an looked at them and shook his head, "Who is it... such a big show!"
"The young master of the Jia family!"
Behind him, a man who had also finished eating and walked out said.
Ling Ping'an turned around and saw a young man who was much younger than him.
He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old at most.
"He's in a hurry to go on a blind date at such a young age?" Ling Ping'an thought and asked, "Which Jia family?"
"Who else could it be?" The young man took out a box of cigarettes of an unknown brand and skillfully put it in his mouth. He said with disdain, "The Jia family of the Xisong Mining Company!"
Ling Ping'an nodded when he heard that, "So it's the mine boss of the Xisong Mining Company!"
"No wonder it's so big!"
The Xisong Mining Company had a large territory and a small population, but the ranches and mines within its territory were the best in the entire Federation.
Especially the iron mine of the Xisong Mining Company, it was one of the best iron mines in the world.
The steel industry of the Federal Empire relied on the cheap and high-quality iron mines of the Xisong Mining Company to develop.
In recent years, as the Federal Empire's economy transformed again, the local industry moved to overseas kingdoms.
The price of the Xisong Mining Company directly rode a rocket and soared into the sky!
And that Xisong Mining Company also became one of the most sought after resource stocks in the Federal Empire's stock market.
It was said that its market value was close to trillions!
The young man said disdainfully, "What is this?"
"It's just a puppet that relies on its master's power!"
Ling Ping'an listened and smiled without replying.
Because he knew that there had always been a legend among the people.
The Federal Empire had a behind-the-scenes interest group that was powerful enough to control everything.
These people were the real owners of capital.
Those capital giants, wealth giants, and so on were just dogs raised by those behind the scenes, puppets that worked for them.
But these things, like most urban legends, were nothing more than false information.
In any case, Ling Ping'an knew that the unseen hand behind the empire's financial system, the descendant of the Sun family of Yungui, the so-called "world currency controller", was a volunteer in Jiangcheng City. He also worked part-time as a taxi driver, delivery driver, and so on.
This was sufficient proof that most of the legends were just nonsense.
Seeing that Ling Ping'an didn't answer him, the young man seemed to be a little disinterested.
He shrugged his shoulders and muttered some unknown words as he walked towards the entrance of the hall.
Ling Ping'an shook his head, carried his cat, and walked back to the elevator.
… …
Wang Qian walked out of the hall. He lowered his head and looked at the message on his phone. He shook his head. "Everyone says that there's a chance in Yan Lou …"
"Lucky chance my ass!" He curled his lips and looked back at the young man surrounded by his bodyguards as he walked to the elevator. "I've been waiting here for two days, but I haven't even touched the shadow of a chance!"
After saying that, he put away his phone.
At this moment, a young man about his age rode a cross-country bike in front of him and whispered in a psionic power secret language, "Wang San, have you heard? The Xinluo people are now spreading the news everywhere that they have a maid who has obtained a chance and been bestowed with a great treasure! "
"The Xinluo embassy is already in an uproar!"
"Great treasure?" Wang Qian raised his eyebrows. How could he not know the personality of the Xinluo people?
Using a chicken feather as a token of authority, he loved to exaggerate.
Therefore, he sneered, "Don't tell me they picked up a piece of trash as a treasure and want to use it to intimidate others?"
In the past, the Xinluo people had done many things that made people laugh.
For example, twenty years ago, they claimed with certainty that they had found the mausoleum of lepton.
In the end, the experts of the Federal Empire went over to take a look.
The early Shang and Zhou tombs?
Hehe, it was early last week!
It was only because they were used to throwing a tantrum that no one cared about it.
"This time, it's really not!" The young man said, "That treasure is really a great treasure!"
"I heard from the Blackguard that it is indeed a magic treasure!"
"Moreover, it is very likely to be a top-notch magic treasure!"
"If the general uses it and its power is fully unleashed, it will be able to withstand a blow from an immortal god!"
"Unfortunately … this treasure fell into the hands of an ordinary Xinluo woman … and other than her, no one else can touch it … the moment they touch it, it will activate the magic treasure's self-defense …"
"No one dares to touch it …"
"The great treasure bestowed by that person …"
"Touching it is equivalent to slapping his face!"
As he said that, the young man sighed regretfully.
Wang Qian became serious.
"Is that true?" He asked.
"You don't believe me?" The young man said, "Wang San, go and ask around … everyone knows now!"
"No wonder …" Wang Qian turned around and looked at the Jia family who had already walked into the elevator. "I was wondering why Old Jia didn't stay in the colorful world of the imperial capital and came here so early … so it's true!"
At this point, Wang Qian seemed to have thought of something.
"Boss Wan …" he asked in a low voice, "What is the appearance of that Master X in the legends?"
The young man laughed. "It is said that the senior almighty is used to dressing in white and likes to appear in front of others as an ordinary person …"
"His appearance is generally ordinary. He wears very cheap supermarket goods, holds a cat, has a buzz cut, and seems to often wear a pair of very ordinary glasses …"
"There is a saying on the Cen family's side that … that person seems to have some special supernatural power. If one doesn't pay attention, even if one stands opposite him, it will be difficult to notice … almost no sense of existence …"
Wang Qian listened, but was dumbfounded.
Cheap supermarket clothes, holding a cat, buzz cut …
Almost impossible to notice if one didn't pay attention?
Wasn't that …
"The person I just met?!" Wang Qian was dumbfounded. The pain in his heart was indescribable.
The almighty was right in front of him, but he still foolishly explained the Jia family to him …
At this moment, Wang Qian wished he could slap himself!
If he had been a little more clever at that time, wouldn't he have left a good impression?
Not to mention giving him something, just a word of advice would probably be able to save him decades of hard work!
The young man called Boss Wan looked at the dumbfounded Wang Qian and asked carefully, "Wang San … don't tell me you …"
Wang Qian put on a long face. "If I'm not wrong …"
"That senior almighty was in front of me just now … I even talked to him!"
At this point, Wang Qian suddenly slapped himself.
Because he had discovered a terrible thing: he seemed to have explained the Jia family to that person.
And that person seemed to have smiled at him.
What did that person mean?
Did he fancy the Jia family? Or was he interested in the Jia family?
"I'm a pig!" Wang Qian was extremely depressed.
If the second Jia brother got the opportunity …
The Jia family would be riding on his head!
Moreover, with that guy's personality, he would definitely come to show off in front of him.
If he knew the truth, he might even specially come to 'thank' him!
Just thinking of that scene made Wang Qian's heart feel like it was being cut by a knife!
The young man with the surname Wan looked at Wang Qian, but he took out his phone and typed in the group.
"Does everyone know?"
"Wang San, this fool, just met that person, but he had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. He missed such a great opportunity!"
As soon as he sent this paragraph, the entire group was in an uproar.
Countless people immediately @ him, and some even immediately added him as a friend or directly sent him a private message to ask about the specific situation.
After all, Boss Wan was a young man. He had a strong desire to show off and was good at teaching others.
So he did not refuse and replied one by one.
He even imagined some things.
Within an hour, the entire upper echelons of the capital knew about Wang Qian.
Wang Qian's name immediately became a joke on the lips of countless people.
On the other hand, because of Wang Qian.
Countless people were alarmed.
They widened their eyes and paid attention to everyone who passed by them.
They were looking for people dressed in ordinary clothes and holding cats.
Unfortunately …
They searched for a whole afternoon, but they didn't find anything.
In the evening.
These people suddenly realized that most of the passers-by of Luming Villa seemed to be wearing clothes and pants that were on sale in the supermarket and a pair of cheap glasses bought from an unknown e-commerce platform.
People were shocked and thought that they had violated a taboo.
They immediately shrank back and didn't even dare to go out.
Until someone figured out the truth of the matter. It turned out that it was because someone saw that many delicate young masters and young ladies were asking about and looking for a man wearing cheap glasses in the supermarket.
Therefore, these people thought that the upper echelons of the capital liked and popular this style.
They all ran to buy a set and put it on.
The reason was very simple.
It was popular, it was fashionable.
Just like a few years ago, it was fashionable to wear tattered pants.
When people heard this, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
… …
When Ling Ping 'an went downstairs for dinner, he was surprised to find that most of the passers-by in the entire hall were wearing clothes bought from the supermarket like him.
Supermarket clothes were very easy to recognize.
After all, industrial products were all carved from the same mold. There were only a few styles.
Therefore, Ling Ping 'an recognized them at a glance.
"What new tricks are the nobles of the capital up to?" Ling Ping 'an became suspicious.
He had seen similar things a few times already.
A few years ago, a fashion expert in the capital asked his model to wear a snakeskin bag from the countryside and a pair of rubber shoes from the countryside.
Then, many second generations followed the trend.
They used tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a snakeskin bag or a pair of rubber shoes.
Then, they wore it and went out to wander, saying that this was fashion!
Therefore, in Ling Ping 'an's opinion, it was probably another master who started to set the pace and wanted to harvest leeks.
"Forget it..." he shook his head and hugged his cat, "This has nothing to do with me... I'll go to Thousand Night Sauce's place and freeload for a meal first..."
It was boring to eat buffet after buffet.
He hugged his cat and walked in the direction of the private kitchen.
In front of him, a few well-dressed young men and women walked over.
Their voices were very soft.
But Ling Ping 'an still heard something.
"Have you heard?"
"There's a very, very special person living in this building..."
"Yes..."
"I heard that that person... seems to be an immortal-like almighty being in this world!"
"Immortal?"
"Hehe, Immortal is probably just a servant in front of him..."
Ling Ping 'an listened and shrugged his shoulders. He looked at the young men and women and sighed, "It's good to be young!"
Immortal?
Immortals were just servants?
Ling Ping 'an shook his head, "It seems that a liar has come to the imperial capital!"
"Pretending to be mysterious... and making a big fuss..."
As a firm materialist, Ling Ping 'an raised his head, "That liar better not appear in front of me..."
"Otherwise..." he smiled, "I'll definitely expose his deception in public!"
Although Ling Ping 'an hated trouble and didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
But he was a gentleman.
One of the most important qualities of a gentleman was' righteousness'.
Mencius said, "Where righteousness is, millions of people will go!"
If a fraud dared to trick him.
Then he would definitely be righteous!
Because that was righteousness!
However, he didn't expect that his words were heard by a passerby.
Perhaps it was because he was too tired after searching for a day and wanted to have some fun.
Or perhaps it was because his heart was too empty and he wanted to see a joke.
Therefore, after this person heard Ling Ping 'an's words, he laughed, "Shameless boasting!"
Ling Ping 'an turned his head to look at him.
He also looked at Ling Ping 'an.
Supermarket model? √!
Holding a cat? √!
Cheap glasses? √!
Mediocre?
That wasn't right.
The person in front of him looked like a passerby.
However, the eyes under the lenses were so clear that it was shocking.
There was never any evidence or legend about Master X's eyes.
So...
"A person who wants to pretend to be Master X and try to take advantage of others?" He thought.
After the afternoon, Luming Villa had discovered several cases of people pretending to be Master X and taking the opportunity to get close to the young ladies sent by the big families. They even attempted to have sex.
What a joke. Those idiots didn't know that this was Luming Villa. There were surveillance cameras everywhere and security personnel of the Blackguard were everywhere.
The slightest movement would immediately trigger the alarm.
Therefore, these idiots had all gone to the police station and had tea with the police.
When they were released, the lawyers hired by the families of the victims were already waiting for them.
What greeted them would be endless civil lawsuits until they were exhausted and living a life worse than death!
Therefore, in this person's heart, the person in front of him was another person who wanted to pass off as real.
As for Master X?
How could Master X appear in front of him so casually?
That kind of almighty came and went without a trace.
Most importantly, how could Master X scold himself?
Thinking of this, this person narrowed his eyes, "Sir, you don't seem to believe that there are transcendent being powers in this world, nor do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
Ling Ping 'an nodded matter-of-factly, "Of course!"
"I've grown up..."
"I've been to at least a hundred haunted houses..."
"I've been to more than fifty so-called haunted houses..."
"As for those legendary alleys haunted by ghosts... the extremely efficacious temples... the witches who can communicate with the netherworld..."
"I've seen countless..."
"They're all liars!"
That person chuckled and shook his head, thinking, "They're probably from a remote village that lacks spirit energy?"
After the recovery of spirit energy, the spirit energy resources in the world were not concentrated. Some places were comparable to paradise.
For example, Mount Qingcheng, Mount Heng, Mount Tai...
And some places were spirit energy deserts.
It had been two hundred years and not a single transcendent being had been born.
Thinking of this, he said, "Sir, there is a famous dangerous place in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital..."
"For a hundred years, anyone who has been there after midnight has either died or been injured..."
"Even if the government has sent important people to investigate many times, they have no clue..."
At this point, he crossed his hands, "Sir, do you dare to go?"
Ling Ping 'an listened and sighed, "Another one who doesn't believe in evil..."
Last time, the driver in Jiang City said with certainty that it was a 'haunted house in Pan Garden'.
It made him think that there was really a ghost.
In the end, he ran over in the middle of the night and didn't find a ghost. He found an illegal immigrant.
A few days ago, he had even seen the person who had found a job with the help of the Jiang City government!
That person was alive and kicking and worked very hard!
Therefore, he looked at that person and asked, "Tell me... where is that place? I'll go over tonight... "
Haunted house? Haunted house? Evil spirit?
He liked these things the most.
Ling Ping 'an even hoped to find ghosts, evil spirits, or something.
Then, he would study it carefully.
Just like that joke on the Internet.
What would a materialist do if he discovered a ghost?
The answer was to capture it, dissect it, and write a few papers.
Ling Ping 'an had even thought of the title.
"On the mutual interference between the soul body of a ghost and real matter"
"The basic soul structure of a ghost"
Hmm...
If he could really capture it...
Ling Ping 'an felt that he would definitely be able to win the highest scientific award of the Federal Empire, the Heavenly Works Award!
Grand Secretaries and the like could be obtained with their eyes closed.
Then...
He was happy, took a large sum of money, and peacefully stayed at home to write and play games.
This was also the reason why he liked to go to haunted houses and haunted houses.
The seven generations of the old Ling family were all high-ranking intellectuals/high-ranking officials/war heroes.
In the end, when it came to his generation, they were directly dragged down.
Don't talk about high knowledge.
Even when he was admitted to a university, he relied on his parents' legacy and received special care before he was barely admitted to a third-rate university.
If the ancestors of the Ling family knew about this, they would probably be in tears and scolding their unfilial descendants.
But what could he do?
Mathematics and physics were similar to heavenly books to him.
Before the college entrance examination, he didn't even know how to solve a junior high school equation.
What the hell was this?
Therefore, he could only catch a ghost, write a few papers, and become a grand scholar.
But the problem was...
Fairy tales were all lies!
He was so old, not to mention ghosts.
Even when he went to the theater to watch people perform magic, he could tell how they were playing at a glance.
Other than the fact that he couldn't learn it, he could easily tell the process and play of magic.
Therefore, after he was 18 years old, he was already a guest on the blacklist of all the theaters in Jiangcheng City. Who dared to let him in?
Before the magician could perform, he had already spoiled it.
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