Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 620 - Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld

Chapter 620 -620: Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld (2)

Chapter 620 -620: Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld (2)

“Strange, I haven’t seen that girl open her door for days now. I hope she hasn’t come to any harm, has she?”

“That can’t be…”

“When has she ever gone this long without showing up?”

“Right, right, she’s just a young girl, anything could’ve happened. Should we go in and check on her?”

“Isn’t that too much?”

“That girl is fierce.”

“If it weren’t for her, you’d still be lying in the hospital bed right now. Don’t you have any conscience?”

“Ah…”

In the narrow corridor, several uncles and aunties crowded together, vigorously discussing whether or not to go in.

Behind this group stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, craning his neck from the staircase corner to peer inside.

Creak…

Just as they were intensely debating, the door suddenly opened.

“What are you doing?”

The girl wore a tank top, one corner of it tucked into her oversized shorts, her feet in flip-flops, with an unwell look on her face as she stared at them.

She looked exactly like an internet-addicted girl who hadn’t left the house in a month.

“Girl, you’re alright.” One of the aunties immediately breathed a sigh of relief. “We haven’t seen you for nearly half a month now. Your shop’s been closed, and we’ve seen people sneaking around your door. So, we were thinking of coming up to check on you.”

The man at the staircase corner: “…”

“I’m fine.” Chuzheng’s tone was flat.

Is this the trouble Bastard was talking about?

If she didn’t open the door, this group might actually have gone in.

She wasn’t sure of her condition at the time, but if Bastard bothered to send her back to deal with this, it surely wasn’t good.

If she was out of breath, these people might even organize a fundraising to have her cremated.

…That’s kind of scary.

Seeing that Chuzheng really seemed fine, and accustomed to her expressionless face, the uncles and aunties cheerfully said, “As long as you’re okay, that’s what matters.”

After some pleasantries, those heading upstairs went up, those going down went down, and soon they dispersed.

Chuzheng let out a breath and closed the door.

Knock knock—

The door rang again.

Chuzheng held back her impatience and opened the door: “What else do you want?”

A man stood outside the door.

Chuzheng overlaid this man with the one she had just seen in the holographic projection.

The man also sized up Chuzheng.

This young girl…

She looks so young.

Is she even of age yet?

But she’s really beautiful…

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“Who are you looking for?”

“Uh… Are you Miss Chuzheng?” the man asked uncertainly, returning to the present.

“No.”

“Uh… Then do you know Miss Chuzheng?”

“I don’t know her.”

Having said that, the girl slammed the door shut with a bang.

The man flipped through the documents in his briefcase and double-checked the address.

No. 44 Yellow Springs Road.

It was definitely the right place.

The man found it odd, since this street was clearly called Wenxian Road.

The door numbers were also arranged according to Wenxian Road XX.

Even the other numbers on this building were Wenxian Road XX, this one was the only exception.

He had been looking for this place for a long time.

That’s right… it’s here.

The man glanced around the environment and couldn’t help shivering, feeling a spooky sensation here.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door again.

It took a good while for the door to open, and it was the same girl, but this time she held a knife in her hand: “Disturb me again and I’m calling the police!”

“Uh…” Would you mind putting the knife down before you talk about calling the police!

He swallowed hard: “I’m here to see Miss Chuzheng on some business. If it’s possible, could you ask her to come out?”

“She’s dead.” The girl chopped the knife onto the door frame. “Scram now, or you’ll be seeing her very soon.”

The man looked at the intermingling new and old marks on the doorframe, cold sweat streaming down his face.

He had been coming here for many days, but it was only today that he saw a person.

And that very person inside claimed not to be…

With a deep breath, the man knocked on the door again.

However, this time the door did not open.

Left with no choice, the man called through the door, “Miss Chu, I am Professor Su, introduced by Professor Su Tiyue.”

The door whooshed open.

A gust of cold air shot out, and the man couldn’t help but shiver.

The girl stood outside, still holding that knife, her exquisite brows seemingly frosted with ice, “Speak.”

“…”

Swallowing hard, the man hurriedly handed over his business card.

“I am Hu Shuo, the CEO of Fanxing Group. I need to hire you to protect someone.”

Chuzheng tapped the business card.

Fanxing Group…

Chuzheng flung the card back at Hu Shuo, who fumbled awkwardly to catch it, as the young lady’s voice slowly rose, “I’m very expensive.”

“Money is no issue, just name your price.”

“Didn’t Su Tiyue tell you?”

“What… what?”

“Find out more before you come back.”

Bang—

The door slammed shut, the wind it brought up stung Hu Shuo’s face with its chill.

He touched his face, thinking, what kind of oddball is this…

A bodyguard acting so pricey?

Was Professor Su playing with him?

Hu Shuo descended the stairs, but unlike the previous times, he didn’t leave from the back, instead he took the main road in front.

The shops here all had a quaint look, lanterns hung overhead along the street, which would light up at night. Under the colorful glow of the lanterns, the whole street seemed as if it had traveled through time from the ancient past.

When he reached the last shop, Hu Shuo suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the shop.

This store was strange, its style no different from the other shops, but it was painted black.

Hu Shuo’s gaze fell on the shop name that seemed to be written in blood—Yellow Springs Road.

The door number—No. 44 Yellow Springs Road.

The shop next door was clearly marked as No. 43 Wenxian Road.

Hu Shuo couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

–

Hu Shuo drove away from Wenxian Road.

The whole of Wenxian Road was adorned with such ancient architecture, people sat by the streets playing cards and chatting, children running and playing, life moved at a very leisurely pace.

Standing here, it seemed as if one could be infected by the rhythm of the place.

One couldn’t help but relax.

As he drove off the last stretch of the road, the entire world seemed to undergo a drastic transformation.

Sky-high buildings stood densely together, the icy mix of steel and concrete mercilessly unfolded before him.

Various high technologies gradually made their appearances.

It wasn’t just humans walking on the roads anymore.

There were all kinds of robots with different shapes, different functions…

Service types, guide types, street security patrols…all these roles were now replaced by artificial intelligence.

In fact, he didn’t need to drive himself; the car had an intelligent System, and he only needed to state his destination.

But Hu Shuo still liked to drive himself.

Looking back, Wenxian Road grew fainter and fainter.

Yet it was like an alternate dimension.

There were roadblocks ahead, staffed not by humans, but by androids.

Hu Shuo’s wrist tapped the extended screen.

The screen beeped, “BR00817, please proceed.”

Hu Shuo drove to Jingnan University of Science and Technology.

A robotic security guard at the gate came over, “Visitor registration.”

He looked almost human, except his body was a bit stiff, revealing his robotic nature.

“Hu Shuo, looking for Professor Su Tiyue.”

The robot tapped on a screen a few times, turned to the screen, and said rigidly, “Professor Su Tiyue, you have a visitor, please proceed to Reception Room 108.”