The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 870 - 683 surrounded by big shots, seeking death! [2 more - s]

Chapter 870: 683 surrounded by big shots, seeking death! [2 more Chapters]

It was an excessively young face.

Absolutely not over thirty.

The man was wearing a shirt, with a pair of sunglasses propped on his high nose, reflecting his newly dyed misty blue short hair.

He looked like he was on vacation.

Ying Zijin: "..."

She said she completely didn’t trust Xiu’s aesthetics.

Someone who could set up a website in all black might have close to zero taste.

If all the Sages were like this, then the Sage Academy would be an oversized disco hall.

Xiu took off his sunglasses.

According to the clothing characteristics Ying Zijin sent him earlier, he accurately identified the person he was looking for.

Xiu looked up: "I say, you young girls going out, is it all a bit—"

The word "slow" hadn’t even left his mouth before he suddenly got stuck.

The girl’s face broke directly into his line of sight.

Phoenix eyes with long lashes, dark hair, light lips.

The kind of aggressive beauty that was like a blade at the throat, willing to die for it without hesitation.

Xiu’s foot faltered, almost stepping on the gas and flying off.

Before meeting, Xiu had imagined many scenarios.

For example, his old friend could very likely be handicapped.

Either blind, or deaf and mute, or missing an eye and having an extra ear or something.

Otherwise, why would they always wear a black robe and not let people see them before?

But now?

Xiu felt his emotions were deceived.

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "Any objections?"

"No objections." Xiu immediately changed his tone, pressing a button, "Get in the car."

The car door automatically opened.

After Ying Zijin got in, Xiu stepped on the gas.

The car quickly ascended, entered the air traffic lane, and vanished instantly.

Leaving Tian Yan standing there with a green face.

She saw clearly that the car was a new model from W Net, a tri-mode car for land, sea, and air.

Only S-level accounts had the qualification to purchase it.

Bier Leaangle had just picked up a new one yesterday.

It wasn’t even on the market yet.

The price of such a car was ten billion.

Tian Yan was just following Bier, her family’s status was just mid-to-upper, and naturally, they couldn’t come up with that kind of money.

"I thought she had something to brag about, turns out she just snagged herself a rich sugar daddy." Tian Yan clenched her fist, sneering, "Seeing a Hermit, my foot."

Would a Hermit dye their hair?

What a joke.

**

On the road.

The car was on autopilot.

Xiu opened a can of beer, turning his head: "What are you up to?"

Ying Zijin was pressing on her phone, unhurriedly: "Reporting my schedule to my boyfriend."

Xiu’s hand shook, almost switching from flight mode to sea mode.

Then he accidentally caught a glimpse of a sentence.

[Don’t worry, sir, he’s not as handsome as you.]

It followed with a bunny emoji.

The bunny formed a heart with its hands, with the words "Love you" written above.

Xiu: "..."

He was blind.

He now fully believed the young girl before him was indeed his old friend of a hundred years.

She didn’t speak much, but her ability to sass had only increased.

After chatting with Fu Yunshen, Ying Zijin looked at the scenery outside the window: "The other two founders of W Net and the Hidden Alliance, they’re also Sages, right?"

"Hmm, you’re right, they are also Sages." Xiu was silent for a moment before speaking softly, "They are Strength and Justice."

Sage Nine, Strength, Strength

Sage Twelve, Justice, The Justice

Ying Zijin’s expression paused: "They’re... not around anymore?"

In her friends list, the avatars of these two had always been greyed out.

"Perhaps they’re gone, or perhaps they’re deliberately hiding, pretending to be ordinary people." Xiu said, "As long as a Sage doesn’t actively reveal their identity, you won’t know they’re a Sage."

Ying Zijin glanced at his misty blue hair: "I think that’s quite true."

She would have assumed it was some playboy coming for parkour.

"So I want to ask your help to find out." Xiu’s voice dropped, "Are they still alive or not."

Ying Zijin pressed her head, and after a while, she spoke: "My strength is diminished, currently, I probably can’t divine for a Sage."

Xiu was surprised: "What happened?"

"To put it simply, I died once and then was reborn." Ying Zijin said flatly, "I thought I was already dead, but unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, I was on Earth."

It wasn’t exactly rebirth.

It should be that she reincarnated to Earth.

It was just that her consciousness had been dormant for too long, only fully awakening at the age of seventeen.

Xiu’s expression changed: "Is your body alright? What kind of injury, so severe?"

"It’s okay." Ying Zijin slightly nodded, "I’ve already recovered quite a bit, just lacking in strength, but I anticipate by the end of the year it should be fully restored."

"Fine, no rush then." Xiu waved his hand.

Ying Zijin pondered for a moment: "I heard that The Chariot of the Sages has just returned?"

"Yes." Xiu said, "I haven’t been back to the Sage Academy for decades, I heard he looks pretty good. I’ll go back and take a look some other day."

Ying Zijin propped her head up.

Obviously, the Sages were not entirely united internally.

At least The Sage Empress and The Sage Demon belonged to two different factions.

"I haven’t told you something. If you weren’t truly from another universe, I might have thought you were a Sage too." Xiu pulled out the car key, "Because my sister’s special ability is exactly the same as yours."

Ying Zijin’s hand paused: "The Wheel of Destiny?"

In the Tarot Cards, the card following the Hermit, is the Wheel of Destiny.

The eleventh of the Twenty-Two Sages, The Wheel of Fortune, The Wheel of Destiny.

"Yes." Xiu, however, didn’t continue talking. His expression darkened, "Buy whatever you want, it’s on me."

After a pause, he emphasized again: "Ah Ying, you absolutely should not initiate contact with the Sage Academy for now."

Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"The Sages’ abilities are stronger than you think." Xiu pushed open the car door, "At least wait until your abilities recover first. But why did you think of going to the research institute and buying things online?"

Xiu is the founder of W-Web.

Though Ying Zijin hid her account type and rank, Xiu could still see that she posted a transaction recently.

It was an auction.

The current price had already increased to one million.

"Oh, earning money."

"Earning what money? I can transfer it directly to you."

"There’s no fun in getting it for free without any labor."

"..."

**

The City of the World had Space Folding Bags, palm-sized bags that could fit an entire villa inside.

To express his overflowing fatherly love, Xiu completely emptied Central Mall and then sent her back to the Acting Institute.

The research institute had been established for almost a thousand years.

Since the eleventh century, Alchemy had been the core focus of the institute’s research.

It was only in the 16th century, when industrial technology began to develop, that the institute established the two major academies.

Ying Zijin stuffed the folding bag into her pocket, then suddenly halted her steps.

She looked up and walked towards a painting hanging by the corridor.

Ying Zijin’s fingers trembled as she pressed against the canvas, gazing at the young man in the painting.

In the lower right corner was a name she was familiar with.

She knew Simon Brand very well.

On the surface, the old man seemed crazy, sometimes even liked to tease people.

But in reality, he was very kind and had been contributing to human society.

Even though she now found out that Simon was actually a local resident of the City of the World, she could guess why he chose to leave it.

It was to bring this part of technology to the Seven Continents and Four Oceans and promote further social development.

Unfortunately, it ended up the way it did.

"He was the most outstanding researcher in our Engineering Institute for hundreds of years."

A voice emerged behind her.

Ying Zijin turned her head.

It was an old man.

He was dressed in a suit, standing upright.

A badge was pinned on the upper left part of his suit —

The Director of the Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering Institute!

"What a pity..." The old man shook his head, "Sigh."

Simon Brand’s intelligence was unparalleled even in the City of the World.

"Sorry." The old man pulled himself out of his memories, with a kind smile, "Didn’t mean to disturb you."

Ying Zijin nodded slightly and left the corridor.

The old man was still a bit absent-minded.

For a moment, he thought Su Wen was standing in front of him.

The woman once famed in the City of the World for her unparalleled talent and beauty, now trapped in long-term slumber.

Heaven is jealous of geniuses, and wary of beautiful women.

The old man pondered for a moment, then called his assistant: "Send me the information on that student from earlier."

**

Ying Zijin put the bag back in her dorm and headed to the junior laboratory.

As she walked to the corner, her footsteps halted for a moment, then she continued walking.

The laboratory was in complete disarray.

Two lab tables were overturned, and the computers and lab tools were smashed to pieces.

Bing Lan was sitting on the floor, her eyes filled with terror, with scratches on her face.

She was surrounded by several high-level students.

"Ah Ying, run!" Seeing the girl walk in, Bing Lan’s expression was frantic, "They were sent by Tian Yan, they want to take you for gene experimentation too!"

"Oh, you’re back." The leading male student clapped his hands and smiled, "Take her with us. We just need a test subject. Let’s introduce some frog genes into her body for fun."

Such things were common in the research institute.

The Biogenetics Institute required a large number of test subjects, but there were never enough of them.

Some were poor civilians who sold themselves for money, others were the junior students of the institute.

There were thousands of junior students each year. In the City of the World, where the caste system was absolute, they were insignificant.

Ying Zijin’s eyes turned cold.

She stepped forward, one hand gripping Bing Lan’s shoulder, and pointed at the lab table with the other hand.

Her voice was void of warmth: "Clean it up."

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