"Wait for him to co to us, then capture him!"
God Hunters possess an overwhelming advantage over ordinary people, able to control or kill them without a trace, so the Nine States Security Bureau strictly prohibits God Hunters from attacking ordinary people.
Incidents like this, using taboo things to manipulate and seize others’ property, are the most typical cases. Once discovered by the Security Bureau, they will imdiately conduct a thorough investigation.
"Could it be dangerous?"
Hua Yue Yu worriedly said, "Uh, I’m not doubting your ability to handle it, I an, why don’t we gang up on him?"
Lin Baici, being a mber of the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing, has the right to mobilize a team of God Hunters for assistance.
"Haha, any God Hunter with a bit of class wouldn’t use such ans to take others’ things."
Lin Baici scoffed, "So it must be just a small fry!"
After chatting with Hua Yue Yu, Lin Baici took a shower, then played on his phone.
He just logged onto the Origin Forum and noticed there was a red ’9’ on the mailbox icon at the top right corner.
He opened it to read.
One was a forum announcent, warning everyone not to spread rumors or post unverified news. Once verified, accounts would be banned.
The remaining 8 ssages were sent by soone praising the sun, seeking help from Lin Baici and asking about the symbols represented by the text.
The sender suggested a private transaction, promising Lin Baici lucrative rewards.
Decrypting one pattern would earn him a thousand teorite Coins.
Honestly, compared to the previous offer of ten thousand yuan for a single character, this price was exorbitant. If Lin Baici was just starting out, he would’ve agreed imdiately, but now, he didn’t lack money and felt that answering too many might bring trouble.
So Lin Baici chose to ignore it.
...
Haijing Normal University, office.
Professor Tan Zengshan looked at his phone, feeling annoyed.
Did that guy with the ID ’Raw Eater’ die?
Why is he neither answering questions nor replying to private ssages?
What does he want, exactly? Give a clear ssage!
Professor Tan’s research had been stalled for several years. Last sumr, just after the sester started, he posted a help request on the Origin Forum, which was answered by a God Hunter nad ’Raw Eater.’
After verification, Professor Tan found the answers correct and continued to post new help requests intermittently.
But for the latest one, after several months, there was no response from the other side.
This halted Professor Tan’s research, which had just seen so glimrs of hope.
It’s really frustrating!
Professor Tan thought for a while and sent ’Raw Eater’ another private ssage, raising the price to three thousand teorite Coins for interpreting a single pattern.
Going any higher wasn’t sothing Professor Tan couldn’t afford, but he worried about scaring the person off.
Generally speaking, the price determines how precious sothing is.
Three thousand teorite Coins for interpreting one pattern, if you swap it for a single character, who wouldn’t have a flutter in their heart seeing such an amount?
Anyone with a bit of intelligence would ask themselves,
Can I handle such a hefty sum?
After sending the private ssage, Professor Tan reviewed the previous posts by ’Raw Eater.’
Tsk!
This guy is very cautious; he posted very few ssages, and none of them contained extra information that could lead to identifying him. Trying to find the real person through these posts is hardly possible.
Of course, among the people Professor Tan knows, there’s an expert capable of unearthing this ’Raw Eater,’ but it would cause a big stir.
That’s sothing Professor Tan doesn’t wish to see.
He checked the ti, and it was ti for class.
Professor Tan picked up his books and headed to the teaching building. Halfway there, his phone rang.
He glanced at it, and there were four characters: Lagrange.
He swiped to answer.
"Zengshan, next month, the Lemin Foundation is holding an auction in Haijing. Do you have the ti? If so, go take a look!"
A voice as old as stone ca through the handset, giving the impression of soone at death’s door.
"After all, Haijing is your territory!"
The elderly man, code-nad Lagrange, made a joke.
"Haijing is full of odd creatures, not to ntion seasoned experts like Xia Hongmian; recently, there has erged a Haijing god of forest, a literary God hiding sowhere unknown."
Tan Zengshan sighed, "I suggest you pick another city!"
"If any of these people cause trouble, let put it straight, I can’t handle it!"
Lagrange laughed, "Enough if you can shift your focus from your research!"
"It’s settled then!"
Before Tan Zengshan could decline, the call was ended.
Sigh!
So frustrating!
Tan Zengshan walked into the teaching building, just in ti to encounter one of his students from the Chinese departnt coming out.
"Professor Tan!"
Jiang Yitong greeted him warmly.
"Got sothing on your mind?"
Tan Zengshan noticed Jiang Yitong looked worried.
This student was pretty, sensible, and had good grades; Tan Zengshan rembered her well.
"No!"
Jiang Yitong shook her head, "Thank you for your concern, Professor!"
"Life is a series of troubles; when you encounter them, take the initiative to solve them. Worrying and fretting won’t help!"
Tan Zengshan offered so advice.
"I’ll rember that,"
Jiang Yitong nodded.
In reality, she did have concerns. Her mom was going to Lin Baici’s house to work as a housemaid the next day.
She was really worried that guy might say sothing like, ’You don’t want people at school to know your daughter is pretending to be a rich second generation, right?’ What if her mom was coerced by him?
These past few days, Jiang Yitong had observed her mom closely. If she properly dressed up, she was still a charming middle-aged lady.
If Lin Baici was fond of that type, then her mom would surely be walking right into the lion’s den.
Jiang Yitong thought about coming clean, but the thought of the scene made her cringe, and her mom would surely be deeply disappointed in her.
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