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The old door axle made a long squeaking sound when it was closed.
Because the window had not been opened for a long time, the old smell in the room was released.
Boss Asas wasn't someone from this era, so it wasn't surprising that the furnishings in the room were ancient.
You Ye did not follow Luoqiu in, but just stood at the door. Maybe it was out of respect for the former boss, or maybe it was out of awe.
Of course, it could be something else.
This room would probably be a rare treasure house in the eyes of a historian. But in fact, everything in the club could be called a treasure house.
Luoqiu walked to the window sill, the curtain was just a black gauze. There was also a small round table and a small square wooden chair. The chair was pulled out, and there were many scratches at the foot of the chair, probably because it was pulled out for a long time.
Luoqiu directly sat on the chair and closed his eyes. Boss Asas would probably spend a lot of time sitting here every day. He did not know what was the use of this, but he felt that he should feel the feeling of sitting here.
When he was sitting here, what was he focused on?
After a while, Luoqiu, who found nothing, stood up and began to walk around the room. Against the other side of the wall was a simple desk, but both the drawers and the table were empty.
As for the wardrobe in the room, there was only one set of clothes. The bed was there, and so was the bedside table. There was a candlestick on the bedside table, and these were the only things in the room.
Therefore, Luo Qiu didn't see the music box that You Ye said could produce sounds after the winding of the clockwork.
It was like the former boss did not leave anything for Luoqiu except the first letter. Luoqiu could not help but feel a little disappointed. When he was about to leave, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He walked to the round table again, squatted down, and looked at the floor of the round table.
Using the same method, he looked at the bottom of the desk and flipped the bed over. He even looked at the back of the drawer. Finally, he moved the wardrobe. He looked at the cracks on the wall behind the wardrobe and the back of the wardrobe.
"There's really nothing left … Or am I overthinking it?" Luoqiu muttered to himself.
In the end, he could only helplessly restore the room to its original appearance.
Unknowingly, it was already time for the sun to rise. A gentle breeze blew away the veil covering the windows, and the sunlight shone on the glass window. Only then did Luoqiu realize that this was a window pane. At this moment, the fragmented sunlight and the glazed flower windows combined to form a dazzling light painting.
The room seemed to become much more vivid all of a sudden.
Luo Qiu subconsciously walked to the window, opened the curtains, and pushed open the glass window. Outside was the commercial street that he was familiar with in the early morning — it was the commercial street he was familiar with.
Luoqiu closed the window pane. When he was about to pull up the black window screen, he saw the sunlight reflected on the wooden floor through the window pane.
It was a neatly arranged pattern, but Luoqiu was afraid that it was a kind of ancient text.
But it seemed that they would disappear soon, probably because of the angle of the sunlight. Luoqiu directly grabbed his mobile phone and captured the scene on the floor. At this time, the text had become blurred and soon melted into a fragmented light.
Luoqiu showed the captured image to You Ye, "You Ye, do you recognize these words?"
You Ye just shook her head and showed a surprised look.
Even if the maid had worked here for three hundred years, she had never walked into Boss Isaac's room, so it was probably the first time she saw this kind of thing.
But You Ye didn't recognize it, so the text was probably from three hundred years ago, or something even more ancient.
Luoqiu tried to put his palm on the phone screen, intending to use the identification ability, but he only got this response from the altar.
— The text content has been lost, do you want to use a thousand years of lifespan to repair and translate the content?
Luoqiu felt that there should be a "what the fuck" here.
But at this time, another message came from the altar.
— Ten years of lifespan can be used to purchase the source.
Well, there should be another "what the fuck" here.
"Master?"
Looking at Luoqiu's somewhat silent appearance, You Ye asked tentatively.
Luoqiu sighed, calmed his mood, and said, "It's okay, at least it's not empty handed. There's still a long way to go. Moreover, with a goal, I'll probably become more active. "
He later told You Ye to continue working, and returned to his original home.
At this time, Ren Ziling naturally hadn't woken up from her sleep.
Luoqiu felt that it was a waste to spend ten years to buy the text, so he directly copied the captured image to the computer, and then used the photo editing software to cut a few of the most clear text into separate images, and then pieced them together into a new picture.
He uploaded it to 'Zhihu'.
Title content: What kind of text is in the picture?
Next, he just needed to wait for the interpretation of enthusiasts — if no one recognized it, he could consider the overseas Quora website.
If no one recognized it … then he would work hard to earn more lifespan.
Speaking of working hard to earn lifespan, Luoqiu had to start reading the information of the seven customers brought by Black Soul 9 this time.
In theory, the black card with the mark should be issued to customers who could still make a profit even if the price was discounted.
It wasn't as simple as using the transaction fee as a sacrifice to gain lifespan after the customer bought something.
Through these transactions, Luoqiu understood that he was also a customer of the club — but the biggest one. And his lifespan was the only currency he had.
The purchase of information, the appraisal of items, or the release of Taiyinzi's soul from the white jade token could all be done through his lifespan.
Then there was the storage — after the storage, the items would lose the ability to be sacrificed. That was to say, in the future transactions, Luoqiu would use his lifespan to replace the transaction fee if he liked it. Strictly speaking, this was also a kind of consumption behavior.
Therefore, his lifespan wasn't something that didn't generate profits.
The first white card appeared in Luoqiu's palm, and then broke into pieces, turning into photons like a fog, winding around his head.
Luoqiu closed his eyes.
…
…
Jiang Chu returned to the hospital early.
In the hospital, it was rare for a doctor of Jiang Chu's level to arrive early. He was in his early forties, but he was elegant and a famous chief surgeon of the neurosurgery department.
Talent, fame, and wealth. He divorced his ex-wife ten years ago and was still single. Therefore, many girls in the hospital admired Jiang Chu.
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