Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 4022 The Song of the Purple Moon (73) — The Underachiever

Responding to His Highness's every request is the most fundamental logic of the [Rambo] intelligence core—after all, the original purpose of this courtyard was to celebrate His Highness's birthday.

Therefore, despite wanting to cover for Lady Jinx, Rimbaud dared not delay at all on the way to her residence, and even went at top speed!

After all, the prerequisite for helping your colleagues cover for you is that you yourself must be safe first!
"Your Highness, this is Lady Jinx's residence." [Rambo] pointed to the building in front of him, "However, I do not have permission to access Lady Jinx's residence..."

"Open the door," Boss Luo said calmly.

Rimbaud was startled and, without saying a word, "pried open" the door to the residence of the royal family's administrator—was he finally going to enter, Lady Jinx's residence!

I'm so excited!

Although there is no absolute superior-subordinate relationship between the managers of each district... in essence, Jinx has a higher weight of voice in the courtyard - after all, her status is there, how can she be compared to an intelligent life form like [Rambo]?
Even Yuga from the ordinary district, after reviewing the other party's past, [Rambo]... has to become cautious!

—One of the heroes of the [Apocalypse] War…

The main building is gray and white, very monotonous, and there is no decoration in the courtyard inside the house... This place is like a box.

"Looks like a minimalist," Mr. Luo commented casually.

[Rambo] quickly chimed in, "Lady Jinx is indeed like that; it seems she really isn't home."

As he spoke, Rimbaud opened the inner door as well—whoosh!
He appeared eager to try.

"Let's go in and take a look." Boss Luo smiled slightly at the maid. "Cicero's student... I wonder what surprises he has for me."

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Borderlands, [Olong], ancient castle... meeting hall.

It's impossible for everyone to attend.

It was difficult for all of them to gather together, and some of them had not even attended since the beginning of this divine era.

In the very center of the conference hall, a huge painting hangs high—the figure in the painting is in a valiant fighting posture, his whole body is wrapped in dark red steam, and even his skin is crimson... Also, there's the watermelon head.

Although it is just a painting, it already gives people a sense of world destruction.

At this moment, quite a few people were already seated in front of the circular conference table... Kim Bell pushed open the door and entered, instantly drawing many eyes to him.

He calmly responded to these gazes, finally meeting Cao Cao's eyes and nodding slightly.

At this moment, Cao Cao was sitting in the area directly opposite the huge painting—three chairs were side by side, but two of them were empty.

Of the other two, one has been out of the public eye for a long time.

And one more thing... Boss Ye, you'll be back soon, right?

Kim Bell thought to himself.

"Bell, did you really find a clue to [Leaf]?"

The one who asked the question was none other than Bino, the boy who hadn't grown up, who had greeted him when he returned to the castle... with a look of utter suspicion on his face.

“He better be.” Jinx had already taken her seat, her arms crossed, and her gaze at Kim Bell seemed somewhat dangerous.

The others remained silent—not all of them had a good relationship with the missing [Ye], and some even fundamentally disagreed with [Ye].

"Jinx, when have I ever lied to you?" Kim Bell smiled casually, appearing mysterious.

"The magician is always lying." Jinx just gave a faint, cold laugh, but despite her words, she had a strange feeling inexplicably in her heart.

It's hard to describe the feeling; it's as if my body has suddenly lost its weight. Even when I'm sitting comfortably, I still have a feeling that I'm about to fall.

Jinx frowned subconsciously.

She suddenly felt as if "fate" was watching her...

Who is it?
Irritability!

A vague unease...

But a sudden voice interrupted Jinx's unexpected feeling—it was Cao Cao's voice.

Currently, with [Ye] absent and another person missing for a long time, he is temporarily in charge—but he doesn't have absolute say and basically needs to be discussed and approved by everyone.

“Bell, now that you have news about [Ye],” Cao Cao said calmly, “why didn’t you say so before?”

—Darling! I knew you'd ask this!
Kim Bell shrugged. "Darling, we were in the courtyard, was it really okay to be discussing Boss [Ye] so openly? I was only able to come and go freely in the courtyard because of Sister Jinx... but that Commander of the Imperial Guards isn't someone you can easily fool, you know?"

“Schneger, huh?” Cao Cao said calmly. “Just a prisoner of time and space.”

—That's it?
—Where is Jian Wang Jiang Di Jun's student? Why don't you go and take him down?
“Honey, damn it! You can’t say that!” Kim Bell cleared his throat. “After all, we’re the kind of people who can’t be exposed, so it’s never a bad thing to be careful. Besides, didn’t I gather everyone together as soon as I got back and announce this news?”

Cao Cao frowned. He didn't like Kim Bell's tone of voice, but there was nothing he could do about it. "Where is he?"

Kim Bell knew that was enough; if he kept them in suspense any longer, he would likely be targeted by a group of people. So, without saying a word, he waved his hand.

Above the conference table, a huge projection of the world suddenly appeared—just as Kim Bell had imagined, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

“This place is called [Azure],” Kim Bell said slowly. “It’s a newly promoted [Golden World]… Boss [Ye] is currently living a life of luxury in this world.”

"A superior person?" Bino was taken aback. "What the heck?"

Kim Bell shrugged. "In this world, Boss Ye is already one of the most powerful natives and can leave at any time, so we need to act quickly."

The scene changes, and then there is a blue and white flying car speeding across the sky.

The moment Ye's appearance came into view, the meeting room fell into an even deeper silence.

After a long silence, dear Cao finally let out a soft sigh, "Let's vote, who should go?"

Kim Bell raised his hand without hesitation—it was a good opportunity to take a trip to that abandoned lab and patch himself up first!

"Dear Cao, given my relationship with Boss Ye, I should be the most suitable person, right?"

Dear Cao remained noncommittal, and didn't even want to talk to this guy, simply saying indifferently, "Is there anyone else?"

After a moment of silence, Little Bino said, "How about I go? I don't have any work to do right now, and the equipment room's stock is enough for you to use for a long time... As for the usual repairs, my assistants can handle them."

Cao Cao looked around and, seeing that no one spoke, said calmly, "Alright, it's decided then."

"Thanks, honey!" Bino laughed heartily.

Cao Cao: ...

How did this name suddenly become popular?
"Bring Ye back as soon as possible," Cao Cao said in a deep voice. "Next, let's discuss the next action plan. I've received intelligence from Guevara about the [Transcendent] organization..."

Immediately, those attendees who hadn't been particularly interested in welcoming back [Ye] began to show eager expressions.

Kim Bell had no interest in what was to come, so he simply ignored the conversation and left the room—his reason being, of course, to bring back [Ye] as soon as possible, lest things get complicated.

"Hey, Bell, please take care of me from now on!"

"Why did you run out here too?"

Bino, with his hands behind his head and his head tilted back, said, "I'm just a repairman, I can't do anything on the front lines, and I'll fall asleep listening to this... I feel like it'll be more fun hanging out with Brother Bell."

Kim Bell looked disgusted.

"So, Bell, how did you find out about this?" Bino asked abruptly.

Kim Bell said calmly, "You were sent by Cao Cao, weren't you?"

“After all, he's the one who approves the budget for the repair workshop,” Bino said, seemingly answering, but also seemingly not answering.

Kim Bell shrugged, reached out and pressed Bino's head down, smiling as he said, "Anyway, let's get along well from now on, dear Bino... sir!"

"You're too kind."

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"It seems that the administrator of the royal district is a scholar?"

Testarossa looked around the room with suspicion.

Jinx's residence is almost devoid of superfluous decorations, but it boasts a vast collection of books—almost the entire residence is filled with uniformly sized bookshelves.

It's like a library.

However, there were no books on the bookshelf.

"Why is it empty?" Testarossa frowned, feeling as if everything here had been packed up and taken away.

Even if you asked Rimbaud, he wouldn't be able to answer this question, since he had never set foot in this place before and naturally wouldn't know.

There was almost nothing of value in the dwelling—until the group arrived at a place that resembled a laboratory.

The laboratory was quite spacious, but it appeared somewhat cluttered, with discarded manuscripts scattered on the floor—giving it a sense of haste.

Testarossa casually picked up a piece of paper from the ground—it was probably a design sketch of some kind of machine, but it was just an outline, and even its purpose was not clear.

She glanced around casually and pondered, "It seems there's no useful information here."

At this moment, Boss Luo suddenly said, "Actually, there is a little trick."

Testarossa blinked unconsciously.

Boss Luo casually said, "Generally speaking, any work will be imbued with the creator's thoughts... Even simple writing will embody the current mood, whether it's relaxed, irritable, or joyful. As long as you see these different moods, you can often find something of value that has not yet been discovered."

"Color?" Testarosa was taken aback.

However, this person's comprehension was also extraordinary. Upon hearing this, she immediately closed her eyes and emptied her mind—she naturally couldn't see colors, but grasping what Manager Luo was talking about wasn't difficult, it's just that she never did it this way.

Some of the scattered manuscripts on the ground revealed subtle differences, but the emotions they carried were far beyond her current capabilities.

Normally, a truly immortal being wouldn't easily reveal their true emotions... let alone something attached to the surface of an object?

She could only pick up the manuscripts that felt a little strange and start reading them—while the maid wandered around the place at will.

She would glance at the things on the ground, usually just a quick look, hardly lingering.

"Any discoveries?" Boss Luo suddenly walked up to Testarossa.

Testarossa handed over several sheets of paper she had found. "These contain a few formulas, but I am not very knowledgeable, so I would appreciate any guidance from Manager Luo."

She couldn't even understand the occasional handwriting marks on the manuscript paper.

As for formulas, Boss Luo didn't understand them either—without cheating, Boss Luo, who was one of the most clueless students, just glanced at them casually.

"[Wansu]..."

“Wan Su?” Testarossa frowned subconsciously upon hearing this. “I feel like I’ve heard this name somewhere before…”

"This is a very special substance," Boss Luo said calmly. "It can be transformed into anything according to the user's imagination; it's a universal material."

Testarossa asked in surprise, "Can it be transformed at will? Doesn't it consume resources?"

Boss Luo smiled and said, "Naturally, it will consume its own reserves; this is still a matter of conservation. However, I'm talking about anything, not any object."

Testarossa was suddenly startled, almost losing her composure, "Objects and events?"

How could she not believe the words spoken by the new Lord of the Holy Land?
Even if Manager Luo said that she used to be a beggar but had forgotten it, she had no choice but to believe it!

“Well, the ultimate state should be able to modify the concept of ‘event’.” Boss Luo thought for a moment and said, “However, it is very difficult to reach this state. At this stage, it should still be at the level of constructing things. In addition, it cannot transform things that are outside the user’s perception.”

"Does it only depend on the user's perception..." Testarossa nodded gently.

Even so, the value of [Wan Su] had already been elevated to almost its peak in the princess's mind—because cognition can be continuously improved, and [Wan Su] will also reach infinity?

"The administrator of this royal district is actually researching this kind of thing, it's really..." She took a deep breath, feeling increasingly terrified about this courtyard and the empire behind it, as well as Angie's origins.

It's definitely something from a previous era!

"Research, not necessarily."

The maid's voice suddenly came through.

At this moment, she also picked up a few sheets of paper and started reading. She said calmly, "Instead, it's just a very small branch of this research, similar to a small project that a professor assigns to a student, and this student is trying very hard to verify it. It's just a pity that he seems to be a poor student, which is why he's stuck in a dilemma."

So what if I'm a bad student?

Testarosa shook her head inwardly. Seeing that Manager Luo didn't seem to care, she casually put away the manuscript papers in her hand—even if she couldn't understand them, she could always find someone who could.

Her era...

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The wind seemed to be telling a story, the clouds seemed to be telling a story, and so did the flowers.

Ah Xiruo went from being indifferent at first, to frowning, to focusing... to being lost in thought, listening to the story told by the voice in her heart.

I don't know when, but the story was already over.

Shenzhou's true dragon breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze gradually becoming clearer... and also becoming strange. She subconsciously stared at the nameless tomb of [Kalisorp] before her, feeling an indescribable sensation.

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from the [Sea of ​​Flowers].

The crimson sky suddenly flickered, seemingly dimming slightly... so faintly that it was almost imperceptible.

Ah Xiruo frowned. "What's going on?"

“It seems like something is stealing the power from here…” The voice in her heart rose again, “like a flea trying to suck blood from a dragon.”

Ah Xiruo immediately twitched her cheek.

She felt the voice was mocking her, but she couldn't produce any evidence... Where would she get fleas? Not a single hair on her, okay? She smells good, okay? It's been verified, okay? Absolutely top-quality, okay?

"What do we do now? Just leave it alone?" Ah Xi Ruo asked curiously.

The voice remained silent for a long while before softly saying, "This place holds many memories for me... Could you please drive away this thief?"

Ah Xiruo immediately scratched her head, "What on earth has gotten me into...?"