"What the hell?" Xie Junping was baffled. "Old Du, you must have taken too many drugs!"
"Take your sister! What did I do to piss you off? Why did you detain my car for no reason? " Old Du's voice was far too sharp. He was clearly furious, but this voice made him sound like a shrew cursing in the street.
Xie Junping could not help but laugh when he heard this. He understood. "So that box of goods is yours? You're in the car? "
"I'll run you over in the car!"
Xie Junping did not mind. He slapped the steering wheel and laughed. "Old Du, I'm not trying to criticize you. Even if it's easy to get a driver's license, don't let an idiot take it. He's reckless. One mistake and the casualty rate will skyrocket. Your old man at the traffic office will get angry with you. "
"Xie..."
"Okay okay okay. Don't worry. I'll give the security office a call and have you drive the car away. But that idiot driver will have to serve me tea and apologize..."
"You're nothing!"
The trembling voice of the sharp voice could be heard clearly from the car phone. "It's your turn to sell your ass? My car has already been towed back. If anything happens to the materials inside, Xie, I won't let you off! "
The other side hung up the phone after speaking.
"What the hell?"
Xie Junping had a baffled expression. He turned to look at Luo Nan and explained, "This Old Du, Du Yong, we also call him Sissy Du. You should know him. He's the president of the Mystic Arts Research Society. He's usually a decent person, but he's a bit fanatical about the mystic arts. Plus, he takes too many drugs. Sometimes his brain isn't normal. "
"....." Luo Nan was careless and got shot in the face. He was speechless.
Xie Junping really did not understand the reason for Du Yong's anger. He muttered to himself, "He's already been towed back. What the hell is he angry about!"
Another call came in at this time. Luo Nan recognized the caller this time. It was Xie Junping's best friend, Hu Huaying, who served in the Student Council.
"Brother Ping, where are you?"
"I'm outside with Nanster. We have some business in the River Wu District."
"Huh? Nanster is here too. "
That night at Frost River Reality, this brother just happened to be there. He was knocked out by Huang Bingzhen's Holy Swap. Even though he had been unconscious at the time, he had woken up later on and asked around about the situation. He had roughly figured out what had happened. No matter what was said, Luo Nan was the one who led the special forces all the way to the room they were in and transported them out. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Luo Nan had saved their lives. Naturally, Hu Huaying looked at Luo Nan in a different light.
Luo Nan also greeted Hu Huaying: "Brother Hu."
Hu Huaying quickly cut to the chase. "I heard that you just helped the Mystic Arts Research Society seize Old Du's car?"
Xie Junping was confused by the logic behind it. "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'help' … the Mystic Arts Research Society? "
"You don't know? Not only did Old Du resign as president, but he also left the club. Before he left, he packed all the equipment and materials he had left in the club into his car. In the end, he was detained by the security office. The people from the club chased after him, but they were taken back untouched. "
"F * ck!" Xie Junping was shocked by the twists and turns in the story. Something like this had actually happened. This was no longer a matter of the former president resigning from the club. This was a matter of a complete change in the world. It was a matter of shedding all pretenses of cordiality. Just how chaotic was the Mystic Arts Research Society right now?
Xie Junping shot a glance at Luo Nan. He could not help but think of the problem of the ownership of Gear. It would be strange if this sort of Mystic Arts Research Society could wrestle with the Construction Society!
"What about the financial backers behind them? They just watched helplessly as the club tore at each other … Oh, right. You said that a big financial backer withdrew his investment, right? "
Luo Nan's eyelids drooped. Xie Junping had already told him about this matter. But his understanding was different from Xie Junping and Hu Huaying's. Luo Nan knew that this matter involved the current situation in Xia City, especially the Order of Justice.
"Old Du really is a failure as a person."
Xie Junping sighed at the Mystic Arts Research Society's lack of effort. He had quite a headache for a time. Luo Nan really couldn't just turn around and leave after today's matter. Not to mention the fact that his withdrawal of investment had aggravated the situation, there was also the matter of how the bidding between the Mystic Arts Research Society and the Construction Society would end. How would Gear belong to them? All of these were troublesome.
He slapped the steering wheel. "Fine. I'll go back and take a look."
Luo Nan nodded. "It's good to go back first."
"Don't. You've already made an appointment with someone. This is the first time we've met. You might have to call him master in the future. You need to leave a good impression. Don't ever be late. "
As he spoke, Xie Junping controlled the flying car to stop at the edge of the safety island. "It's not far from the school. I'll have Old Hu come pick me up. You drive the Phantom over. You have the authority anyway. We won't delay each other. I'll let you know if there's anything later. "
Luo Nan looked at the time and didn't refuse.
The Phantom flying car quickly drove away. Luo Nan sat in the front passenger seat without moving, allowing the flying car to move forward in automatic mode. Luo Nan was pondering over the matter of the Mystic Arts Research Society. According to the information the Society had recently grasped, the Order of Justice was one of the biggest financial backers of the Mystic Arts Research Society. And it wasn't just Acumen College. The Mystic Arts Research Society was simply a standard in every school in the Pingjiang District. The shadow of the Order of Justice was behind all of them.
The boundary between the secular world and the inner world could be blurred to the greatest degree in the field of the mystic arts. This was an excellent channel to absorb talents.
However, during the incident at Frost River Reality last week, the majority of the dozens of priests and knights of the Order of Justice had died in the Logic World. This included a First Oblatum and eight of the most elite Oblatum Knights. The fleshly body of the person in charge, An Weng, had been shattered. Only his soul had merged with the body of a demon, and no trace of him had been found.
Right now, the elites of the Order of Justice in Xia City were all gone. Only Zheng Xiao and Baze were left to support the overall situation. It was hard to avoid problems.
It was worth noting that the Order of Justice did not immediately transfer members into the team to make up for the vacancy in Xia City. Instead, they were tossing and turning in other cities. They created what could be called a textbook example of pressure transmission. The ability user Society of Xia City faced an external threat and quickly transformed it into internal pressure and censure. It was said that the upper echelons of the Society had been having headaches for the past few days.
Luo Nan sighed and his mind sank down. He roughly sensed the surging undercurrents of soul strength from the Hollow Depository. Then, he continued to sink down, entering the interface of the Format Pyramid where it was difficult to determine the real and the real of the external neuron.
Right now, the interface, which had been like a turbid river, had undergone a major change in appearance.
The Format Pyramid was still in the middle, but the turbid water that surged past and the cards that depicted people had transformed into a vast and majestic river of stars. Ten thousand stars were spread out, and dark clouds were spread out. There seemed to be a boundary between them, but they were fused into a furnace as a whole. It was difficult to distinguish them from each other.
Such a state was the result of that night at Frost River Reality. The hazy river of stars formed from the fusion of tens of thousands of Life Sketches had mixed together with the Format Pyramid.
However, when one truly observed the interior of the Format Pyramid, one would be able to see that even though the stars were reflected and the light was like water, each level basically maintained its original state.
The Politician and Priest levels were still empty, and the Technician level only had the Wraith Sign. The student level seemed to be the most lively. Xie Junping and Cat Eyes rose and fell within the river of stars. It looked as if they were about to be lifted into the staff level.
As for the staff level, there were the most obvious changes. Aside from the crow, Ink, who had entered first, there was one more person.
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