A Million Possible

After visiting the whole villa lively, Cheng Lin was very satisfied. After that, he only needs to purchase some electrical appliances from the outside, and it is almost complete.

Considering that he would not come here often, and the house was big and needed someone to clean it, he simply contributed the house as a temporary residence for the students.

After the kitchen is completely cleaned up, you can also teach the elves to cook. After class, you can eat here or something.

Of course, he also considered using robots.

But on the one hand, it is very inconvenient to recharge, and on the other hand, the cold machine bumps are not as eye-catching as the elves.

"The classroom has been completed, and then you can consider selecting more suitable students to study. After all, the space here has become larger and more people are needed to take care of it."

After visiting the classroom, Cheng Lin said to Ai Lu.

He did not abuse the shame of "child labor" at all. After all, when he was in school, cleaning and cleaning were not normal...

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Ailu replied very happily.

As for the movie theater, it is still just an empty shell. The projection equipment is easy to manufacture. The problem is that the film is still a little scarce. This is also simple. He can download it and bring it in.

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"call……"

When he came out of the spirit world again, Cheng Lin let out a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable with the earth, mainly because the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the outside world was too low in comparison.

After this upgrade, the concentration of Spiritual Qi within the spirit world has already broken through the ten thousand mark, and Cheng Lin has no doubt that even the world's top spiritual land will definitely not be better than his here.

Compared with those who want to enter the spiritual land that must meet harsh requirements, this place is exclusively for him.

"Well, if I don't consider the follow-up Cultivation Technique, if I hide myself and cultivate for a few years, can I be the number one in the world when I come out?"

Cheng Lin couldn't help but think about it, he suddenly realized that Realm, which was previously out of reach for him, seemed to be close at hand.

Although I only have the sixth rank...

"I'm going to hit the high rank next." Cheng Lin sighed and took back his thoughts. At the same time, he also found that after killing Bernard, his psychology had changed a little, and he was no longer in such awe of the world. , More confident.

Calculating carefully, he currently has the sixth rank. Although he has not learned any abilities yet, his attack power is sufficient to directly compete against the seventh rank with the Hejian Sword Qi alone. After Bernard's death, the world's strongest players of the same rank are no more than mere numbers. People, there are only two who stabilize him.

what does this mean?

If Cheng Lin wants to, he can find a country overseas, negotiate with the local government, and get a very good life.

Even if he stays in the country, he can theoretically become a "guardian" or something like that.

In other words, with his current combat power, even if his identity is revealed, he will not become a puppet at the mercy of others.

This made him suddenly feel a great sense of security.

"No... not enough. When will I really become the number one, so that I will not be afraid of anyone."

Cheng Lin muttered to himself silently.

Then I picked up my phone and entered a group. This is a group of fifth rank. It was pulled during the exploration of Singapore, but most of them were quiet. This meeting, but there was a lot of news. He read Next, we are all discussing this exploration.

The Atlantic and Pacific projections are smooth, without major problems, and the Indian Ocean projection is the most attractive.

The most explosive news was the disappearance of Bernard "Sea King".

Yes, after the exploration was over, Bernard disappeared. Someone thought of the scroll in the sky and the explosion in the mountains afterwards, guessing that Bernard had fallen.

Of course, this news has not been confirmed, and the federal side even denied it, but this has not eliminated people's suspicions.

"The Federation is going to have a headache."

Someone in the group gave a speech and said.

Cheng Lin was not interested in the situation or the like, but a screenshot posted by someone in the group attracted his attention. It was an update of the global rankings.

Bernard on the new list has disappeared, Li Yang fell to fifth place due to injury, Bai Ye rose to sixth, and Cheng Lin rose to eighth.

As for black, or the "black robe" is actually a lucky man who has been passed down by Cheng senior, there hasn't been any news yet.

Cheng Lin guessed that it should still stay at the highest level of each country, and it has not spread, but it will be a matter of time.

This feeling of seeing himself disturbing the situation of the world is wonderful. Cheng Lin smiled, did not speak, quit the group chat, and checked the domestic spiritual forum. It was probably still so lively. After thinking about it, he habitually opened it. I went to the Qin Provincial Forum and turned up the posts in the past period of time.

This is a habit he has kept since he left Chang'an City.

He once asked the black remnants and the branch president Zhang Hou to help collect information about Hejian and other items, and asked him to post an agreed post in this section if he found it.

At first, Cheng Lin brushed more frequently, but since there was no news, he became lazy.

There are not many sections in Qin Province, and even fewer after being screened by tags. He flipped through it hopelessly, and Cheng Lin's fingers suddenly stopped.

Then he straightened up his slouchy sitting posture.

On the screen, the post he agreed upon was floating!

It was a message for shopping items. It seemed ordinary, but it followed a certain format.

"Zhang Hou has a clue?"

Cheng Lin was very surprised and hurriedly read the time of the post, which was five days ago.

A WeChat account was left at the end of the post.

Cheng Lin became serious, thought about it, flipped his hand, and took out a mobile phone from the spiritual world.

This is the item he purchased before, the new machine, there is no mark, and there is no mobile phone card.

After connecting to the Internet, I downloaded a well-known encrypted chat software from abroad, which is also a communication device used by Rogue Cultivators in various countries.

No need to bind, completely virtual account, Cheng Lin directly searched for the "WeChat ID" left by the next post, and then clicked to add friends.

About less than three minutes later, the request was passed for convenience, and then a question mark was sent.

Cheng Lin smiled and tapped a line of words: "Chairman Zhang, it's me."

...

At the same time, in China, in the toilet of a hotel in Shashi.

On the surface, he was a local businessman, and another middle-aged man named Zhang Hou, who was a black remnants compiled by Cheng Lin, hid in a toilet cubicle, staring nervously at the line on the phone screen.

Fingers trembled slightly, but he typed very cautiously: "You have admitted the wrong person."

A second later, a smiling emoticon was sent on the screen with a few key words: "Chang'an, Qinzhuang, night."

Zhang Hou took a deep breath, sweating on his forehead: "President!"

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...

Ten minutes later, Cheng Lin put away the phone, got up and put on his jacket.

Briefly communicated with Zhang Hou and confirmed that the news was true. Zhang Hou did find a clue, and the clue pointed to He Jian.

"It seems we have to find a way to go."

After getting dressed, standing in front of the full-length mirror and washing his face, Cheng Lin made a decision.

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...

In the past two days, he stayed in the hotel in the name of rest. He was already planning to leave. The people in the various bureaus were almost gone. There were about a dozen people left, all taking advantage of the end of the mission to enjoy. For a short vacation.

Huang Yin left first. After confirming that Cheng Lin was still alive, she was relieved a lot, and flew away after dropping a sentence that told him to go back as soon as possible.

As a result, he was now in a state of "unaccompanied".

It's not bad, the province has to find a way to find excuses.

After booking two tickets online, Cheng Lin was going to fly directly to Shashi, then stay in the name of a tour to see the situation, and then fly back to Liao Province after finishing the work.

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"Om..."

In the dark sky, Cheng Lin was sitting on the plane with the soft sound of the engine in his ears, keenly aware that the altitude was falling.

Not long after, he mixed in with the crowd and walked out of the exit of Shashi.

Checking the time, it happened to be 12 o'clock in the evening.

There are two direct flights from Singapore to here. He chose the nearest one, and it was a little bit late. It was this time.

Suppressing the urge to turn on Flying Sword and fly directly over the city, Cheng Lin honestly took a taxi to the center of the city, and then found a 24H store to fill up his stomach. Then he dressed up in disguise. Cross the unpopulated streets and head towards the destination.

...

Although the city is brightly lit at night, except for some places where entertainment venues gather at midnight, most of the streets are still very cold, with only a few people walking.

The time has come to the end of November, and the temperature here can remain above zero, but it is also starting to get cold.

Cheng Lin fluttered in the shadows of the streets like a ghost, occasionally glanced at passers-by who had been wearing down jackets, and disappeared before the other party looked over.

About half an hour later, he arrived at his destination.

That is a hotel.

Cheng Lin didn't enter, just took out his phone, sent a message, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After a few minutes, a slightly rich figure hurried out, looked around, and then walked towards him.

Cheng Lin retracted his mental tentacles and confirmed that Zhang Hou was not doing anything wrong, and there were no "traps" around him. When he came closer, he pretended to say, "Find a place."

"Why... go to the car?" Zhang Hou bowed slightly and asked in a low voice.

He was neatly dressed, his face was tired, he didn't seem to be asleep at all, and he looked at the figure in front of him nervously.

In order to show his sincerity, he didn't even bring the little brother who has always been inseparable as a bodyguard.

It’s just that for some reason, Zhang Hou always feels that this president who hasn’t seen him in a while seems to be more oppressive.

"lead the way."

Cheng Lin maintained a high-cold personality, said.

"good."

Zhang Hou nodded, then led him to the parking lot, opened the door, and Cheng Lin sat in the co-pilot as usual.

With a bang, the car door closed, leaving only two people in the enclosed space.

Cheng Lin pushed the brim of his hat and asked in a calm voice, "Is the thing still in the Shashi? What happened? Let me say it in detail."

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