Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 622 - Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld

Chapter 622 -622: Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld (4)

Chapter 622 -622: Asking the Immortal in the Netherworld (4)

Contract:

Today, a contract is signed with the Owner of Yellow Springs Road; if the contract is breached, the soul shall be offered.

Contractor: …

Hu Shuo trembled as he looked at the contract.

Hadn’t Professor Su said that she didn’t care much for the spirit of contracts?

Why did he still need to sign a contract?

And there’s something wrong with this contract, too, right?

“Miss Chuzheng, the… the contents of the contract?”

People nowadays are not easily deceived.

Chuzheng took back the contract and reached under the table for a pen: “What do you want me to do?”

Hu Shuo was still terrified of the paper effigy, feeling like it was hovering above his head, ready to pounce at any moment.

“Protect… my husband.”

Chuzheng started writing in the blank space: “Name.”

“Hu Shuo…”

Chuzheng stopped writing, her head still, her brows slightly raised, her gaze sweeping over him.

Hu Shuo: “??”

He hadn’t spoken nonsense.

His name was Hu Shuo!

Seeing that Hu Shuo did not understand, Chuzheng had to remind him: “Your husband.”

Hu Shuo caught on: “Xing… Xing Jue. The ‘Xing’ of Xing Chen, the ‘Jue’ of absolute.”

Chuzheng pushed the completed contract towards him.

Hu Shuo glanced at it and immediately began to sweat again.

This damn…

The handwriting was exactly the same!

It was completely indistinguishable that it had been added just now.

“Sign.” Chuzheng said.

Hu Shuo swallowed: “Sign… whose name?”

The girl leaned against the chair, her snow-white wrist resting on her knee: “Your husband’s.”

“Can… can a proxy signature work?”

Chuzheng nodded.

Hu Shuo signed the name, tentatively asking: “The… compensation…?”

“It’s been paid.” Chuzheng put away the contract, her tone measured: “Eight hours of work time, set by you, no overtime, meals provided, transportation included, refusal of any tasks outside the job scope, until the mission is complete. Any objections?”

Hu Shuo: “???”

None of this was written in the contract?!

“Any objections?”

“Ah… no, there are none.” Hu Shuo said: “Miss Chuzheng, when can you come over?”

“It’s late; I will not see you out.”

“…” So, she’s not coming.

When Hu Shuo left, he noticed the paper effigy had been moved by someone, so that he could now see its back.

On its back was a piece of paper—limited edition, not for sale, do not touch.

Hu Shuo: “…”

Whimpering.

Hu Shuo quickly left Wenxian Road.

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At the crack of dawn the next day, Hu Shuo came to pick up Chuzheng.

The car entered a manor, which was filled with robots.

Chuzheng held a glass sphere, sitting in the back with a tranquil expression that made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

“Miss Chuzheng, we’ve arrived…”

Hu Shuo opened the car door for Chuzheng.

Chuzheng stepped out with the glass sphere, her gaze sweeping over the wildly large manor, pavilions and towers, little bridges over flowing water, a profusion of flowers—everywhere was exquisite.

“Miss Chuzheng, this way, please.”

Hu Shuo led Miss Chuzheng into the luxurious and imposing castle of the estate.

As they were going upstairs, someone happened to be coming down.

It was a woman.

The woman was very beautiful.

Dressed in a black, form-fitting dress, every move she made was graceful and dignified.

Her beauty carried a sharp edge, as if it could etch itself into one’s memory in an instant, never to be forgotten.

Below her eyes was a mole resembling a teardrop, adding a touch of charm.

She stopped, her eyebrows knitting slightly, her voice as clear and melodious as a warbler emerging from a valley, “Mr. Hu, who is this…”

“Second Miss,” Hu Shuo nodded at her, “This is Miss Chuzheng, the bodyguard I have hired for the gentleman. Why haven’t you left yet, Second Miss?”

“Mr. Hu, what is the meaning of your words? This is the Xing Family’s…”

“Second Miss, this is the gentleman’s private estate, it has nothing to do with the Xing Family,” Hu Shuo did not afford the Second Miss any face.

“Hmph,” the Second Miss snorted lightly, her gaze circling Miss Chuzheng.

A white T-shirt loosely tucked into ripped jeans, holding a glass ball in her hands, and wearing a pair of canvas shoes—the entire outfit looked like it could have been bought from any street stall.

But her poise and appearance were nonetheless difficult to ignore.

She seemed perfectly calm and self-assured in the face of such an opulent mansion, apparently indifferent.

It was unclear whether it was an act.

The Second Miss withdrew her gaze, scoffing disdainfully, “This is the bodyguard you found for Big Brother? Can this little girl protect anyone?”

“Second Miss, appearances can be deceiving,” Hu Shuo retorted.

The Second Miss did not dwell on this point and instead questioned, “I heard there have been some strange occurrences at Big Brother’s place. Hu Shuo, you wouldn’t be taking advantage of his incapacitation to do as you please, would you?”

“Second Miss worries too much; everything is fine at the estate,” Hu Shuo assured her.

“Is that so?” The Second Miss clearly didn’t believe him, “I hope it’s just my overactive imagination.”

The Second Miss arched an eyebrow and, with her high heels tapping against the stairs, clattered down.

As she passed by Miss Chuzheng, she glanced at her from the corner of her eye, “Little sister, this isn’t a place for you to play. Without some capability, I advise you to head back quickly.”

Hu Shuo suddenly felt anxious.

It was not out of fear that the Second Miss would be harmed by Miss Chuzheng, but rather that Miss Chuzheng might get angry…

Because Professor Su had mentioned that the consequences of her anger were not pleasant.

“I advise you not to walk alone at night,” Miss Chuzheng said evenly.

“…,” The Second Miss’s face darkened slightly, but she did not say much else, “Mr. Hu, you better take good care of my Big Brother.”

After finishing, the Second Miss hurried downstairs, quickly vanishing through the front door.

Hu Shuo hastily offered a pacifying smile, “Miss Chuzheng, the Second Miss just came to see the gentleman; she doesn’t live here, so please don’t take her too seriously.”

Miss Chuzheng remained impassive, I’m not so idle.

“Tell me about the recent events.”

“Eh?” Hu Shuo was startled.

It took a while for Hu Shuo to come to his senses.

“Cough cough… It’s a long story.”

Miss Chuzheng spoke smoothly, “Then make the long story short. The anomalies, the time they occurred—highlight the key points.”

“…,” Hu Shuo had not expected Miss Chuzheng to dive straight into the heart of the matter so quickly. Back there, he hadn’t even had the chance to speak, and it was only after she heard Su Tiyue’s name that she changed her mind.

In other words, she knew her being hired was not as simple as just acquiring a bodyguard.

“About a month ago, servants in the estate started falling ill without any apparent reason, and their illnesses were incurable. Strangely, once they left the estate, they immediately recovered, so we replaced everyone in the estate with lifelike robots.”

“That was the first anomaly. The second occurred twenty days ago when a robot… fell off the balcony. After reviewing the security footage, it appeared that someone may have pushed the robot off.”

“Subsequently, the robots began to malfunction one after another. These robots are top-of-the-line products from our company; such issues shouldn’t be happening.”

“In the following half a month, a multitude of problems emerged incessantly, as if… there was someone living here that we couldn’t see.”

“When Professor Su came to see the gentleman, I mentioned these odd incidents to him. He suggested I seek you out…”

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