"Mr. Genda, I didn't expect the company registration to be completed so quickly. Thank you for your trouble."
At night, Bai Tangjing said to her cell phone in the bedroom.
The phone responded enthusiastically.
"No, registering a company is just a common process, let alone a company like yours that invested 50 million US dollars without saying a word. You are really young and promising, Brother Baitang."
Hearing this familiar name, Bai Tangjing was quite dumbfounded, feeling like he was on the set of some detective comic.
On the other end of the phone was Genda Ryuzo, the president of Genda Law Firm, an organization affiliated with Yagami Detective Agency.
Because Bai Tang Jing has a good relationship with Yagami, he is also considered a friend with this legal tycoon.
And it seems that because of his sixteen-year-old body, his handling and conversation are very mature.
This contrasting trait allows him to have an inexplicably good rapport with people of all ages who are very different from each other.
So does Master Takemoto, so does Mr. Genda...
So today, Hakudo Warehouse Logistics, the company used to participate in the Boxing Tournament, started its establishment process under the leadership of Genda Ryuzo.
Basically, you only need to wait a few days to get your operating license naturally.
The old man and the young man chatted on the phone for a while, and made an appointment to sing karaoke together in Kamurocho another day before hanging up the phone.
"call-"
Bai Tangjing put away her phone.
"Iori didn't tell Genda everything about Fukushima... Well, he was as stubborn as expected."
Based on his understanding of Yagami, he is the type who doesn't want to ask others for help if he doesn't make an effort first.
Shaking his head, he shook the messy thoughts out of his mind.
There was a trace of expectation in Bai Tangjing's eyes.
"We'll talk about this kind of thing later. The top priority is the lottery!"
The boy rubbed his hands in anticipation, the next moment.
The shadow centered on him, pouring out to the surrounding world!
The bright world is transformed into a black and white movie.
Then a soft shimmer came from beneath my feet.
That is the dimensional sea formed by countless light balls representing the world!
The young man who has entered this place many times will no longer be as panicked as he was at the beginning.
As soon as he entered this Yuan Sea, he began to look around at his feet carefully.
"Wow! You're lucky, there are quite a few pretty big balls of light!"
Within his sight, in addition to a large light group with a diameter of 2 cm, there were seven or eight light groups ranging in size from 10 cm to 20 cm.
This gave Bai Tangjing a big surprise!
So far, the biological brain that has been with him the longest and is also the most useful is fished from a 17 cm diameter light ball.
Although I don’t know if the level of “17 centimeters” has any extraordinary factors.
But Bai Tangjing estimated that the technological level of that world was at least the level of free navigation in the solar system.
At present, the "Dragon Blood Secret Technique" that has the greatest potential to enable him to break through the human race is caught from a ball of light that is close to 30 centimeters.
After that time, he paid tribute to the temples and shrines near his residence.
And these two times were his only two useful gains in the past eight years.
The fishing line used for fishing will automatically condense into one line every six months. After many years of experiments, no factors that can accelerate this event have been found.
Bai Tangjing regards one fishing line every six months as the standard length.
When the fishing lines are fused with each other, the lengths can be added up, allowing for a larger fishing range in the dimensional sea, which in turn increases the probability of high-grade goods appearing.
This is the fortune Bai Tangjing accumulated after discovering the rules.
It can be said to be his most important resource!
He has always been worried about the big ball of light that was out of reach when he first salvaged it.
Although he tried to do the next best thing at that time, he got a warning from the Clay Bodhisattva.
Let him work hard from an ordinary person to this point under the spur of the "bloody future".
But given the choice, who would want to get a death sentence with an unknown date?
Death is not terrible...
The waiting until death is frightening.
Bai Tangjing took a long breath and gathered the messy thoughts in his mind.
"Well, forget it.
It took eight years to get used to the oppressive feeling of destined death.
Let’s have fun catching something today!”
Bai Tangjing smiled indifferently, swung the crystal clear fishing line with his fingertips, and threw it downwards.
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"Wow - there are so many clutter in the advanced world."
The boy lay on his back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
If Huang Mao hadn't lived next door to him, he would have wanted to hammer the wall right now!
Because of the distance of the photosphere, only one long fishing line of "standard length * 3" is left, and the result of all the remaining assets being mobilized is...
A wooden chopstick still stained with vegetable leaves.
The crystal liquid on it is either oil or saliva.
Because of this uncertainty, even if the dragon's blood internal force has repeatedly shown its desire for the spiritual energy attached to it...
Bai Tangjing only dared to hold it in his hand instead of holding it in his mouth and slowly absorbing it.
"...Well, at least I have replenished my internal strength. If I relied on food alone, I would probably need three or four meals."
A pair of hip-hop style sneakers.
It can be seen that it comes from the world of science and technology, but it does not have any super high technical content.
It just automatically inflates and deflates after your feet go in, so that the air cushion inside fits the soles of your feet.
Although it was completely inconsistent with Bai Tangjing's aesthetics, after trying it on, he somewhat understood what the "feeling of stepping on shit" meant.
Finally, there is a folding knife about the length of a palm.
Although it can be seen that it is handmade, it also feels inexplicably wrong.
It's as if there's an alien life force attached to it.
The living things of "Dragon"? The activated items of dnd? The blood sacrifice of oriental painting style?
There are too many choices and it’s hard to decide.
But after Bai Tang Jing tried it with great expectations, he couldn't figure out why such a knife appeared in the advanced world?
It doesn’t matter if you can’t absorb spiritual energy, it’s not easy to cut the corner of the table! You should also choose a higher-end base material for your blood ceremony!
Fortunately, he thought it was shipped!
At the end, he synthesized a "standard length*2" fishing line on the spot and fished it out from the 20 cm level world!
"So...a big failure."
The shoes, the wooden chopsticks that had sucked the soul away, and the discarded folding knife were still in the corner of the room.
Bai Tangjing felt that even if he threw 50 million US dollars in the bank into the sea, he would not be so heartbroken.
It is easy for him to get money, but the half a year it takes to gather a fishing line is unbeatable!
"call-"
Take a deep breath and adjust your mentality.
For a person who faces destined death every day, the mental impact of a big lottery failure is nothing more than this.
Bai Tangjing quickly took over the gambler's unwilling and excited mental state.
He took off his coat, revealing his chiseled body.
Kneel down on the floor and prepare for daily qi practice.
From the day he started practicing martial arts, he knew the lottery might not help him.
But his own efforts and constant persistence will not fail to help him.
And just when Bai Tangjing closed his eyes slightly and was about to sink into a silent state of Qi movement, the internal force in his body began to operate.
A sudden burst of murderous intent came from the corner!
"That knife!"
The slightly closed eyes suddenly opened angrily!
The strange murderous intention coerced with the alienated vitality was unprecedented.
In this ordinary world, it is a certain momentum that simply represents "determination to kill."
But now, the momentum seems to have turned into an attack with extremely strong penetrating power!
How can it be?
Bai Tangjing's eyes were solemn.
The absurdity of this is like: you just blurted out "I'm going to kill you" in anger, and that person was really attacked!
His long-tempered body and spirit were ignored!
A sense of helplessness and terror came over me, like walking naked in a hail of swords and swords.
Only when it goes deep into the body and touches the internal force, there is a slight lag.
Bai Tangjing could only have one thought flash through his mind.