1RomanceEB Chapter 41 They won't notice
Chapter 41 They won't notice
After dinner, Lin Chen played games with Li Zhanyi for a while, then talked to Huihui about the enrollment process for tomorrow, before returning to his bedroom.
Before falling asleep, he took out the Azure Factor given to him by Professor Jürgen, inserted it into a syringe, and gave himself an injection.
"Sizzle..."
After the factor was injected, he felt a slight heat in his temples, but his hands and feet felt cold, as if he had a low-grade fever.
He simply lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
"..."
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Chen opened his eyes in the pure white city.
He stretched, and with a thought, a dark blue substance swirled around him.
"Azure energy..." I learned a new term today, which obviously refers to these blue things.
Lin Chen picked up a ball of dark blue light from the air and squeezed and kneaded it like a rubber ball.
It feels pretty good.
Today, Lin Chen briefly projected Qingtian at school, consuming the azure substance he had previously taken from Qingtian.
He roughly compared the number of projections before and after and concluded that one-third of the remaining stock was used up in one go.
It's quite expensive.
However, after the blue factor was injected, these blue substances began to gradually split and multiply.
At this rate, it can recover to its original level overnight.
Well...so the approximate cost is 2500 yuan to project "Sky Tower" 2-3 times.
Once the cost is revealed, it suddenly seems expensive.
This monthly salary isn't enough to keep me going; I can't keep using my Demon Form all the time.
Lin Chen sighed softly, then a thought suddenly popped into his head:
Could he project some money to spend?
Lin Chen rejected the idea as soon as it came to him.
Currency has serial numbers. If the projected image looks exactly the same, isn't that counterfeit money?
This means he'll be going to jail for the third time.
Another idea then came to mind: since currency cannot be projected, why not just get some valuable items and sell them?
For example, gold?
Hmm... I feel like there's no problem in theory, but there will be problems in practice.
Lin Chen wrote down the idea and decided to give it a try later.
He shook off the extraneous thoughts in his mind, focused his consciousness, and began to reflect on his experiences of the day.
Soon, he returned to the subspace ruins beneath the teaching building and found the filming location for Captain England.
Next, Lin Chen adjusted the timeline, starting from seven minutes before his arrival to observe the actions of Captain England and the crew.
He needed to figure out how these people manipulated the warp.
"..."
Lin Chen quickly received the answer.
He saw the director-looking guy take out a walkie-talkie-like device, wave it at the wall, and a door appeared.
"Open up a passage, and we'll be done with just two more parts!"
With a folding sound, a door appeared on the wall.
"Alright guys, speed it up, speed it up!" the director waved his hand.
Lin Chen stopped paying attention to their actions.
He walked straight to the open door and looked behind it.
"Sizzle..."
The subspace noise lingered in his ears, and through the door, Lin Chen saw a very long passage.
He tried to step through the door, but suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his head.
"Pfft."
With the sound of shattering glass, the scene before Lin Chen's eyes vanished.
He felt his perspective suddenly shift to a very, very far place, so far that the underground teaching building became a tiny dot.
He saw a thin, grayish-white thread float out from that small point and fall downwards...
Falling deeper into the subspace...
Then, deep within the subspace, a magnificent, greyish-white city stood.
"......!"
The moment Lin Chen saw the city, he sat up abruptly.
"Boom!"
The rain pounded against the window, and thunder roared outside.
Lin Chen gently wiped the sweat from his forehead; his temples were slightly burning.
A gray and white city...
Is it a "city of mirages"? No... it doesn't seem like it...
The city extended a tentacle, connecting to the "school" through that door.
Those anomalous entities in the school...where is their parent entity located in that city?
Lin Chen closed his eyes, letting the flow of information generated in his mind by observation cool down.
He quickly obtained a reading:
3.84.
This data appears to have been generated from his observation of subspace from a distance, and if his guess is correct, this should be the "depth" of that city.
Lin silently wrote down the number, then lay back down on the bed.
Listening to the torrential rain outside the window, he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.
Get a good night's sleep; there's a lot to take care of tomorrow.
With these thoughts in mind, Lin Chen gradually drifted off to sleep.
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The foundation's headquarters in the West Wing district.
Ms. J strode angrily down the corridor, followed by two bodyguards.
She has lost a lot of hair recently and is now using hair extensions to maintain the hairstyle on both sides of her head.
The executive director of public opinion walked straight to the door of the lounge, pushed it open without saying hello, and rushed in.
"Wow, hi, Ms. J, what are you doing?"
"Did you use 'Utopia' to create a film set?"
Ms. J questioned the English captain who was lying on the sofa, while the latter crossed his legs slightly and revealed a confident smile.
"Yes, after all, the target is to reach Qingtian's approval rating within a month. We can't just wait around like this, can we?"
"The Ideal State is an important asset of the foundation, not something for you to misuse in a place like this!" Ms. J said sternly.
"You used quite a bit of money to promote Qingtian back then, didn't you?"
Captain England stood up, walked to Ms. J, and looked down at her.
Two bodyguards tried to step forward to stop him, but he glared at them fiercely.
"What's wrong? Am I not worthy?" Captain England looked down at Ms. J, a fierce blue glint in his eyes. "I'm stronger than him!"
"Don't forget who put you here..." Ms. J warned.
"Of course I remember," Captain England's expression twisted. "It was you! When your son elbowed me half to death, you gave me the choice between taking steroids or dying!"
"I took the drugs, I almost died, but I survived! Later I realized that you actually wanted me to die! 99% of people die at this stage of taking drugs, which isn't even the beginning. I only survived, so you chose me!"
"But I was still chosen, just like your Johnston, so why? Why am I not entitled to use the company's assets?"
Facing the fierce gaze of the British captain, Ms. J's expression gradually calmed down.
She tiptoed and gently kissed the English captain's neck, her tone softening considerably:
"Ding Qilang, I admire you, but if the 'Ideal Country' is exposed, neither you nor I will survive."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
The English captain's tone softened considerably, but the deep blue in his eyes faded a bit.
"Damn it! No one will discover 'The Ideal State'; zero people have observed the scene."
"And even if someone observed the scene, it would be absolutely impossible for them to discover the 'ideal state' behind that ruin."
"Even if he sensed that ridiculous 'ideal state,' he couldn't measure its depth, so what good would it do!"
"Grossgate, I'm speechless...you bunch of fussy lunatics..."
Captain England took two steps back, sat back on the sofa, and crossed his legs again.
He picked up a cup of tea and raised it to Ms. J:
"Wang Na's cup size?"
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