During this period, too many things had happened in the territory of the Barrier Alliance. There was the war in the Southwest, the war in the Northwest, and the nuclear attack on Stronghold 74.
All of this made everyone panic. As the chief editor walked the streets of Luoyang City, he could hear the people discussing the war. This era was gradually collapsing, and the order that humans had just established was also gradually falling apart.
He had reprimanded that reporter just now because he wanted to become famous by fabricating the news. Actually, it was not fabricating the news. He had just listened to someone else's side of the story and wrote the article without investigating or collecting any evidence. The headline was also very sensational.
The reporter said that if the other newspapers did the same, their newspapers would sell better, and the reporter who wrote such a report would also become famous very quickly.
But with the times as they were, should we go along with the times? The chief editor insisted on going against the current.
The chief editor looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Alright, this sentence will be published in the newspapers tomorrow. My name is Jiang Xu. Nice to meet you. Or to be precise, I'm very happy to see such a sentence."
Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry. The other party was implying that he was not that interested in him personally.
Ren Xiaosu got up and let Zhou Yingxue pay the 400,000 yuan. This money had been laundered by Zhou Yingxue, so no one would be able to trace it. As for the rest of the money, he would have to make a trip to the black market before he could use it again. It just so happened that the black market was right next to Luoyang City.
After leaving the Hope Media building, Zhou Yingxue said excitedly, "Master, this Jiang Xu is a legendary figure. Just because of what you said, he waived 1.6 million yuan. Master, you're really amazing!"
"Alright, that's enough. You should stop with your flattery," Ren Xiaosu said.
"Alright!"
As it was getting late, Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue headed straight for the hotel in Luoyang City. He had suddenly developed a little interest in this stronghold city and wanted to spend the day there before leaving. This way, he wouldn't miss any important matters.
After getting two rooms, Ren Xiaosu sat by the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and looked at the newspaper he had just swiped from Hope Media. The newspaper was today's issue. Ren Xiaosu thought about how he had already forked out 400,000 yuan, so swiping a copy of the newspaper shouldn't be a big deal. He could just treat it as a gift.
The newspapers were still filled with large pages discussing the Zhou Clan's Stronghold 74. The Zhou Clan had formed a new rescue team to head to Stronghold 74 to see if it was possible to rebuild it or choose a new location to build a new Stronghold 74.
After that, he continued criticizing the Pyro Company.
The other newspapers had basically forgotten about the Pyro Company. After all, nuclear bombs were the hottest topic right now. However, it was different for Hope Media. They were still hoping the Pyro Company could publicize their research and prove that their current research did not violate scientific ethics.
The third page started talking about the Kyung Clan and Luo Lan. The reporter even praised Luo Lan for his courage. However, when Ren Xiaosu saw Luo Lan thanking the person who launched the nuclear bomb with tears streaming down his face, he nearly laughed out loud. This fatty was really shameless.
Finally, he flipped to the entertainment section. The biggest news was that Li Ran had returned to Stronghold 61. Her fans lined the streets to welcome her and express their condolences to their idol.
When night fell, Zhou Yingxue suddenly knocked on the door and said she wanted to go out for dinner. Ren Xiaosu put down the newspaper in his hand and went out together with her.
Just as Ren Xiaosu walked out of the hotel's main entrance, Old Li and Qin Sheng suddenly walked out of the hotel's kitchen. They went to the hotel's front desk to ask for the room card to open Ren Xiaosu's room.
The two of them were very cautious. Before entering the room, they checked to see if there were any traps left behind by Ren Xiaosu. However, there was nothing.
"Search every corner and see if there's any hair he left behind," Old Li said.
Middle-aged people were not the only ones who suffered from hair loss. If Ren Xiaosu had taken a shower in his room, there would definitely be some hair on the floor.
The two of them put on gloves and searched the room thoroughly. Unfortunately, they did not find anything. Old Li wondered, "He took a shower after entering the hotel in the afternoon, but there's not a single strand of hair on the bathroom floor. Did he purposely pick up all of his hair?"
Qin Sheng scratched his head. "Maybe the quality of his hair is better? What should we do now? "
"What else can we do?" Old Li snapped, "Of course we'll come back tomorrow to look for him."
"What if he's not the one?" Qin Sheng asked curiously.
"If he's not the one, we won't lose anything." Old Li said, "We're only here to look for his hair to have it appraised."
"What if he's really the one?" Qin Sheng asked.
"If he's really the one …" Old Li frowned. They still did not know this young man very well, so it was hard to say if they could accept such an outcome. Old Li sighed and said, "At least he's a normal person, and he doesn't look like a bad person either. Although he doesn't look like he's very good at fighting, this outcome isn't too far off from what we were hoping for."
Along the way, although Old Li and the others chatted a lot with Ren Xiaosu, they still felt that Ren Xiaosu was too thin and weak to fight very well. The Knight Organization was filled with powerful supernatural beings, so could a young man like him really manage an organization like that? Old Li had his doubts.
As a matter of fact, although the Knight worshiped Ren He, they did not necessarily have to acknowledge Ren He's descendants as their masters. They still had to see what kind of person they were.
For example, Knight members like Zhang Qingxi and Wu Dingyuan might look kind, but each of them was more arrogant than the other.
However, Old Li and Qin Sheng did not know what Ren Xiaosu had done in the Northwest and Southwest, nor did they know what role Ren Xiaosu played in the farce between the Anjing House and the Pyro Company some time ago.
If they knew, they probably wouldn't think Ren Xiaosu could not fight.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu still did not know what was happening in his room. Two famous Knight members had sneaked into his room just to look for his hair.
The nightlife in Luoyang City was very prosperous, much more so than Ren Xiaosu had imagined. Even a consortium like Stronghold 73 could not compare to it.
It was probably because free trade was allowed in Luoyang City, so the business here was more developed.
Moreover, the Qinghe Group's ethos was also the same. They encouraged innovation, creative ideas, and business.
The universities here were also more liberal. Unlike the other consortiums, where all students had to devote themselves to the consortiums' own scientific research, Qinghe University was now the only university in the entire Barrier Alliance that had always been open to the arts.
When they arrived at the square, Ren Xiaosu could even see people playing guitars and singing. He also saw people engaging in performance art by painting their bodies in fancy colors.
"Master, someone's performing magic over there," Zhou Yingxue suddenly shouted in joy.
But when Ren Xiaosu turned around and saw the magic performer, he turned around and walked away.
The young magician smiled across the crowd and said, "Shouldn't we greet old friends when we meet?"
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