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Chapter 1663 Who's Asking About K!? (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Later, John bought the Future Building and transformed it into the cheapest rental apartment in all of Wellens.

However, the renovation didn't cost much money, and it was very basic.

The reason is simple: low prices inevitably lead to low returns, so any expensive facilities that require excessive maintenance are impractical.

Only when the entire system can maintain normal operation, and the rental income can cover maintenance and management costs, and even have a basic surplus to deal with emergencies, can the entire system continue to operate.

Unlike his son, John Sr. had actually started his own business and built his own wealth from scratch. He understood the ins and outs of the entire business chain very well.

The surplus from those building rentals was just enough to cover the necessary losses he incurred from helping people find jobs and doctors, as well as from rent arrears.

Old John was not a philanthropist. He was always behind on rent and refused to look for work. People who stayed in the apartment would be removed by him and his security guards.

Similarly, his terrible temper, the building's poor maintenance and service, and the floor-level infrastructure will make those who have made money here want to move out immediately, so as not to take up the place of newcomers.

However, his Future Building did indeed guarantee that most people who came to Willens for the first time had a place to stay.

So in reality, many people owed him a favor, and when the city government tried to demolish the building, most of the tenants were willing to stand with him and save the Future Building.

As night fell over the narrow alley, He Ao stood before the memorial adorned with flowers, recalling the driver's words, and fell into a brief silence.

The snow in the sky had completely stopped, and only the flowers that had not yet withered remained in the night wind.

After the driver took He Ao to the Future Building, he went inside the building himself and even found many of the original tenants. They had survived the collapse because they were working outside at the time, and for various reasons, they rented apartments in the new Future Building after it was built.

He Ao also learned some details about the old Future Building from them.

Most people didn't have a good impression of Old John, the landlord of the old building, but everyone also acknowledged that they owed Old John a favor and recognized him as a good person—just with a very foul mouth.

He also inquired about information related to disappearances and urban legends. According to these tenants, there were no particularly unusual disappearances or urban legend rules.

Similar legends were occasionally heard around the old Future Tower, but after the new Future Tower was built, it became very clean, and even the surrounding urban legends gradually disappeared.

These tenants attributed their situation to the improved management and security levels provided by Yin Fu Intelligence—although He Ao did not feel that Yin Fu Intelligence provided any security.

The absence of any abnormality is itself an abnormality.

Where exactly is the unusual entrance to the Future Building?

"Big guy, what are you thinking about?" Siwei looked up at He Ao, "You've been frowning all afternoon."

"I was wondering, is this the end of it?" He Ao withdrew his gaze and said slowly.

The Abnormal Association's operation went smoothly; they even caught the archbishop. It seemed that the abnormal activity was about to be exposed and resolved.

But he had a vague feeling that things wouldn't go so smoothly.

"What's over? What started and ended?" Siwei scratched her head. "I don't understand anything you're saying."

"Actually, it's nothing," He Ao turned his head, glanced at her, and smiled, "Are you hungry?"

“A little,” Sisley patted her tummy and glanced down, “it’s making a gurgling sound.”

It seems like it was just yesterday that they last ate together.

Sivi doesn't seem to need to eat, but she gets hungry.

"Let's go eat then," He Ao said with a smile.

"Yay!" Sisley jumped up. "Food is the best thing ever!"

He Ao smiled and raised his bracelet. "Let me see where we can eat nearby. Hmm, there's a Bounty Hunter Restaurant. We think we still have a prepaid card."

He turned his gaze and reached out to Siwei, "Come on, let's go get something good to eat."

"Yay!" Siwei jumped up and hugged He Ao's hand.

He Ao laughed, picked him up, put him on his shoulder, and walked into the depths of the night.

-

In the depths of the twilight wasteland
Six enormous stone pillars, tens of meters in diameter, rose from the earth and pierced the highest point of the sky. They formed a circle, piercing through heaven and earth and connecting to the blood-red sky.

The light of dusk fell upon the six enormous stone pillars, filtering through the gaps between them and illuminating the blurry figure surrounded by the pillars.

The figure floated in the air, lowered its head, and stared at a thin figure standing outside the stone pillar. Its deep, hoarse voice echoed in the twilight light, "You think you've won? Actually, you haven't. The abnormal awakening and arrival were inevitable. The efforts you're making at this moment have only accelerated the process."

The slender figure standing in front of the stone pillar simply watched the person speaking without offering any reply or speaking.

Just then, the slender figure's mithril-embedded walkie-talkie lit up on his chest. "Chairman, are you there? I have something I'd like to ask you."

"Your human subordinates are looking for you again?" The figure surrounded by the stone pillars laughed hoarsely and sharply. "You have clearly stepped into the realm of eternity, yet you are forever bound by these weak and lowly insects. Look at your face, you are so haggard, so pitiful, so lowly."

The slender figure remained silent, only slightly raising his hand.

Layers of light instantly spread out from the edge of the stone pillar, forming a blurry curtain of light that obscured the figure inside.

The slender figure turned around and walked towards the other side of the sky.

-

Owl Restaurant

The dim light shone on He Ao's face as he glanced at the booths in the restaurant.

The restaurant is exquisitely decorated, with a bar in the middle that makes it look more like a bar than a restaurant.

Or rather, it is both a restaurant and a bar.

Of course, it looks very expensive.

Restaurants under the Bounty Hunter Organization are all restaurants that look expensive. He Ao glanced at it and saw that the average price per person at this restaurant was about 120 Federal Credits, which was already considered one of the lower-priced restaurants under the organization.

However, He Ao was using a free prepaid card, which couldn't be used elsewhere anyway, so he wasn't too bothered by it. If he had to pay for it himself, he would never have come to this restaurant.

He'd rather go to the roadside fast food restaurant, Jumeido, and get two hamburgers.

He had already ordered his food and was waiting for it to be served. Siwei sat at the table, looking expectantly at the dishes on other people's tables and swallowing her saliva.

People often bring strange and unusual things to this upscale restaurant, so the staff weren't surprised to see Siwei talking.

While the two were waiting, several young people came over and sat down in the seats behind them.

"Hello," a young man raised his hand, beckoning a waiter, and said gently, "We'd like to order."

"Please wait a moment." The waiter quickly handed over a tablet computer and poured a glass of water for everyone.

The young man took the tablet, swiped through it quickly, and then asked casually, "Does Miss Mitris have a performance today?"

“No, sir,” the waiter said, shaking his head slightly. “Miss Mitris resigned a couple of days ago.”

"She resigned?" The young man's eyes widened in surprise. "Why did she resign? She didn't tell me!"

“I’m sorry, everyone is very concerned about Miss Mitris’s situation,” the waiter said with a slight sigh of pity as he glanced at the young man, “but whether Miss Mitris is employed or not is her own business, and the reason for leaving is also her privacy, which we do not know.”

"Alright then." The young man sighed regretfully, raised his hand, and handed the tablet computer to his friend next to him to place the order.

Soon, everyone around had finished ordering and handed the tablet back to the waiter.

“Tell me,” one of the young man’s friends asked directly after the waiter left, “You’re sounding like something’s up! What happened between you and that Missy?”

"Didn't I tell you guys before that I got a new girlfriend?" the young man said with a sigh, looking at his friends beside him.

"That's Melissa?!" A friend exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. He gestured with his hand in front of his chest. "That bust, that butt, those long legs of Melissa, she's got her eye on you? How did she get her eye on you?"

“Yes,” the young man said, looking at his friends around him, “you all know I’m a follower of ‘K’.”

He Aowei picked up the water on the table and took a sip.

"Shh—" Before he could finish speaking, a friend next to him immediately lowered his voice, "Keep it down. Are you trying to get yourself killed by discussing 'K' here? There might be some conglomerate's AI monitoring you somewhere."

“There shouldn’t be any here,” the young man lowered his voice. “I’ve talked to Mitris here many times. Her background is actually quite tragic. Her father was a gambler, and her mother died from a serious illness because they couldn’t afford treatment. She struggled alone in Willens, enduring countless scornful looks from people.”

He looked at his friends and said in a low voice, "So she also admires K. Once when I came here to eat, she found out that I was a follower of K and added me in the contact information."

"And then you two just chatted slowly? And developed feelings for each other over time?" A friend raised his voice slightly, speaking excitedly with a gossipy tone.

“Pretty much,” the young man said in a low voice. “She’s very curious about everything related to K. You know, I know some friends at school who believe in and study K. We even have a society, and I introduced her to it.”

"Aren't you afraid she's a spy for the conglomerate?" a friend suddenly asked from the side.

“It can’t be that bad,” the young man retorted instinctively. “She’s a really nice person, very gentle.”

"It's probably because she's good in bed," the gossipy friend laughed. "These girls in bars all have the same backstory, I'm sick of hearing it. Only you, an honest person who's been through too much studying, would believe it. Who knows how many men that girl has slept with at the same time!"

"You're not allowed to talk about her like that!" The young man stood up abruptly and roared angrily.

The sound was so loud that it quieted down the otherwise noisy restaurant, and the people in the nearby seats subconsciously looked up at the young man.

"I," the young man said, his face flushing as he looked around at the people around him, before sitting back down in his chair, "I'm sorry—"

"Alright, I'm not saying anything more," the gossipy friend sighed. "That Mitris is obviously very high-level, and she's beautiful too. It's normal that you got hooked. But I'm a little curious, why would someone like her contact you? You're a poor student, and your family isn't exactly wealthy..."

His words made the young man's face turn pale and then red, and it was clear that they were about to start arguing again.

“Perhaps it’s all for ‘K’,” a young man in a corner said. “She’s also been in contact with me. I went to Dawn City for study tours before and was exposed to a lot of ideas there. When I came back, I held a lot of activities related to ‘K’. She asked me for a lot of information about ‘K’.”

"Could this Mitris really be a spy for the conglomerate?" a lean young man said worriedly.

"You're usually fearless," the gossipy friend chuckled, "but why are you being so cautious about this, when you're criticizing the president and the city government?"

“You don’t understand. You can criticize Irons and the city government as you please,” the lean young man continued, “but it’s best not to mention ‘K’ if you can, otherwise you won’t even know how you died. If you have any related organizations or activities, you’d better not do them, or people will really die.”

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly fell silent.

"So we're just going to watch like that?" the young man in the corner said slowly.

The atmosphere became somber again, and the young man who ordered the water kept changing his expression as he held the bottle.

“Let’s talk about something else,” a young man said. “The presidential election, who are you going to vote for? I don’t really like either of them, but I’ll probably vote for Svino.”

“Keminda,” the young man in the corner said without hesitation.

“I am also a Keminda,” the young man who spoke first said slowly.

"Um, may I ask something?" the gossipy friend leaned closer, looked at the young man in the corner, and whispered, "Did you sleep with that Miss Triss too?"

Silence fell over the dining table once again.

The young man in the corner remained silent, neither denying nor affirming anything.

"That's enough," the young man who spoke first looked at his gossipy friend and hissed, "Stop talking about this."

"Looks like you've moved on," the gossipy friend yawned and laughed. "Then let's talk about something else. I'm not interested in the presidential election. It doesn't matter who I vote for. The old president was quite capable, but he died without accomplishing anything, didn't he?"

“This Keminda is different,” the young man in the corner chimed in. “He has the support of cities like Dawn City and Ilan City…”

Immediately afterwards, the young people began a heated discussion.

He Ao, on the other hand, quietly took a sip of water and fell into deep thought.
Calvin, later