Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1485 - 1411: Entering the Era of Corporation Headquarters
In the previous Chapter, there was a major typo. Sharp Sword’s sister is not Xiao Chunzi, it was a mistake, the little girl was mistakenly typed as Xiao Chunzi.
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Two hours later, Sharp Sword arrived at the Era of Corporation headquarters.
The headquarters of the Era of Corporation was like a modern city, with parks, cafes, museums, airports, amusement parks, and other facilities, with high-rise buildings standing close to each other and roads extending in all directions. The various districts in the city were the different departments of the Era of Corporation.
At the center of this city was a classical Jiangnan-style Chinese garden, which was the residence of the Era of Corporation’s owner—Mr. Huang Sha.
This garden had high walls and a deep courtyard, with tightly closed gates, obscuring the view inside, with only a red apricot branch extending out of the wall.
Outside the garden, directly facing a bustling street with an endless flow of traffic, pedestrians hurriedly passed by on the sidewalk.
At this moment, Sharp Sword stood on the street outside, gazing up at the high walls of this garden.
A surveillance camera at the entrance slowly turned around, focusing on Sharp Sword.
Sharp Sword looked up at the camera and said, "I am Huang Hao, here to meet Mr. Huang Sha. Mr. Huang Sha told me in the past that if I ever open the Underworld, I should come to the headquarters of the Era of Corporation to find him, and I have just opened the Underworld."
A few seconds later, the gate of the garden slowly opened. A display screen on the door lit up, showing an electronic map of the garden, with a prominent red dot flashing continuously at a Lake Heart Pavilion on the map.
Sharp Sword saw the location of the red dot, then took a deep breath and stepped into the garden.
Upon entering the garden, his ears immediately quieted down, as the noises of cars, people, and modern technology outside were all isolated by the high wall, as if entering the mansion of an ancient noble.
The garden was empty, with not a single person in sight. Looking around, it was full of greenery and vibrant flowers, with pleasant scenery.
Sharp Sword had previously visited a few times before, confidently walked through various corridors and curved garden paths.
After walking for a while, he arrived at an exquisite courtyard, paused slightly, glanced around, and then continued forward, passing through a circular arched doorway.
Suddenly, the view opened up, revealing a huge lake before him, with clusters of green lotus leaves floating along the lakeshore, stunningly beautiful.
A winding water corridor extended out into the lake, connecting to a Lake Heart Pavilion in the center of the lake.
In that Lake Heart Pavilion, there was an elderly man sitting there fishing, resembling a beautiful Chinese painting.
Seeing the elderly man, Sharp Sword’s expression became solemn, and he stepped onto the water corridor, walking towards the Lake Heart Pavilion.
After reaching the Lake Heart Pavilion, Sharp Sword stopped and looked down at the ground.
On the ground was a completely black cat, lazily lying on the ground. It lifted its head to glance at Sharp Sword, its green eyes blinking slowly before lying back down and continuing to sleep.
Sharp Sword walked around the black cat, standing quietly behind the elderly man.
The elderly man sat there like a sculpture, with a face weathered by time, covered in wrinkles, and neatly combed silver hair, his gaze fixed on the fishing float on the water’s surface.
Neither of them spoke, surrounded by silence, the noise from the distant city already isolated, as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of them.
"Ever gone fishing?" the elderly man suddenly asked.
"No," Sharp Sword shook his head.
"It’s an activity with a strong sense of ritual," the elderly man smiled lightly and said slowly, "The point of fishing isn’t about the fish. If you wanted fish, you wouldn’t need to go through so much trouble. Fishing is about the process, a sense of ritual. The fish obtained through this ritual hold true meaning. Often, rituals have significant importance to humans, yet people pay less attention to them. Technology has brought many things to humanity, but it’s also taken away many things."
After speaking, the elderly man finally turned his head, glanced at Sharp Sword, and gestured to a nearby stone bench, "Have a seat!"
Sharp Sword respectfully sat down on the stone bench.
"You opened the Underworld earlier than I expected," the elderly man said calmly.
Sharp Sword pursed his lips and said, "It’s mainly because of God of Slaughter! He accelerated the progression of events too fast, and also discovered the Underworld too early, leaving me in a passive position, forcing many plans to be executed ahead of schedule."
"Indeed! God of Slaughter is an unpredictable variable I didn’t foresee. Without him, The Second World wouldn’t be the way it is now," the elderly man nodded slowly, continuing to ask, "What do you plan to do next?"
"Dao Feng sent me a message, inviting me to attend one of their meetings in three days, but I haven’t decided whether to go," Sharp Sword said as he glanced at the elderly man, asking, "Do you think I should go?"
"You make your own decisions! I told you a long time ago, I won’t interfere with you in any way. Do as you see fit," the elderly man shook his head.
After a while, the elderly man turned to look at Sharp Sword again, asking, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet!"
"Then stay and have lunch here! I’ll catch a couple of fish and let Xiao Yu cook some dishes later," the elderly man said kindly.
At that moment, the fishing float suddenly moved, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.
The elderly man promptly lifted the fishing rod with swift movements, not at all like those of an elderly person.
"Splash~" A little fish immediately broke through the water’s surface, caught, and struggled in the air, its tail flicking in the air, with water droplets sparkling in the sunlight like pearls.
"Too bad, a little minnow!" the elderly man chuckled and shook his head, retrieving the fishing rod, took the small fish off the hook, and casually tossed it in front of the black cat behind him.
The black cat, which had been napping on the ground, immediately opened its eyes upon hearing the noise.
Seeing the lively little minnow on the ground, it excitedly stood up, grabbed the little fish in its mouth, and happily trotted to a corner, savoring it, the sound of its teeth crunching on the fish echoing softly.
Picking up a worm from the bait box, the elderly man slowly threaded it onto the hook before casting the rod again, the bait sinking to the bottom of the lake with his hope.
Sharp Sword bit his lips, watching the float on the lake surface, his face showing a hint of hesitation.
"It seems like you have something to say?" The elderly man turned to look at Sharp Sword briefly.
Sharp Sword nodded, scratched his head, and sheepishly said, "Before leaving, my sister asked me to make a request to you on her behalf. She’s so pesky, I couldn’t say no."
The elderly man waved his hand, smiling, "Since it’s your sister’s request, then next time, bring her along! Her act of pleading will work better than talking for half a day. I just can’t resist little girls begging."
"Hehe, alright!" Sharp Sword smiled.
