Under the night, the city of Tianshui was vibrant with lights and bustling traffic, presenting a scene full of vigorous prosperity.
Perhaps because of the approaching New Year, every shop on the street was adorned with various festive decorations, preparing to welco the most significant New Year for the people of Hua Country.
Sitting in the car, Lin Yi slowly rolled down the window, letting the cold wind blow into the car, which made the icy chill hit noticeably.
Lin Yi was fascinated by this earthly breath, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart:
Sotis when you stay in the ga for too long, when you return to reality, you often have that mont of trance, sowhat unable to distinguish which is the real world.
When Lin Yi learned that the Rafam Continent was actually a real world, he often wondered:
Many ordinary people in the Rafam Continent have already taken the Chosen Ones (players) as part of that world, never questioning the true identity of these Chosen Ones simply as humans from another world.
So on Earth, could there be so people who actually don’t belong to Earth but are humans from another world?
Of course, this idea was rely a hypothetical fantasy that Lin Yi derived from the ga, without any substantial evidence to prove the possibility of such an assumption.
Thoughts fluctuated in Lin Yi’s mind, but his eyes watched the hurried street crowd, sensing the joys and sorrows on their faces, suddenly moved:
If not for the rebirth, Lin Yi would just be one among these people, busy every day for a living; striving for a better life.
Instead of having the leisure to ponder such irrelevant matters as he does now.
The ga Glory of the Gods had been publicly tested for more than half a year, yet the streets and alleys were still overwheld with advertisents for Glory of the Gods, covering every corner of human life.
Among them, there was Lin Yi’s ga character Feng Hua appearing everywhere.
Especially on the big screens of many malls, so of Lin Yi’s exciting battle scenes were often played to attract more players to join the ga.
Every ti Lin Yi saw this, he couldn’t help but wonder if he should ask them for so endorsent fees, as his ga character was constantly being used for promotion.
Of course, this was just a thought, and Lin Yi wouldn’t seriously bother the officials for this small matter.
After all, with the exposure rate of ’Feng Hua’ on ga forums, he didn’t care about having another way of exposure.
As the ga’s reputation continued to fernt, most of the youths currently wandering the streets would eventually be attracted and enter the ga, whether they had played gas before or not.
Once you enter the ga, it’s hard for anyone to resist the enormous allure that the ga brings.
A year or two from now, the outside at this mont will no longer be as lively.
Because once a person is attracted by the ga, they will always want to enter the ga to enhance their strength whenever they have spare ti, to experience a completely different life, leaving no ti for strolling idly.
Speaking of this, Lin Yi was a bit confused. If this trend continued and everyone was drawn into the ga, wouldn’t the real world gradually move from prosperity to decline?
And is this really what various countries would want to see?
Because if the real world does beco like this, all countries would play a role in pushing this event forward.
At this mont, Lin Yi received a ssage from Ouyang Hao:
"Luoshen Liunian’s real na is Jiang Shangchen, male, 45 years old, orphan. His wife accidentally passed away three years ago and he never remarried. He has a 21-year-old daughter nad Jiang Xiaowen at ho."
"One day ago, Jiang Shangchen publicly announced filing for bankruptcy protection, selling all personal assets, with unknown funds flow (suspected to be related to the unexpected disbandnt of Luoshen Guild)."
"Recently, Jiang Shangchen was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in his body at Tianshui City First Hospital, terminal stage, incurable."
"If the mishap with Luoshen hadn’t happened, he could have lived for a few more years. But now... reportedly, the hospital has given him only three days."
"Currently, he is in ward 401 of the special care unit, Building B, Tianshui City First Hospital."
Attached to the ssage were photos of Jiang Shangchen and his daughter.
In the photo, Jiang Shangchen didn’t look much different from his ga appearance, not seeming like soone over 40.
The date of the photo is unknown, but Jiang Shangchen looked full of spirit and like a successful person in the photo.
And Jiang Xiaowen, Jiang Shangchen’s daughter, inherited Jiang Shangchen’s good genes, with an oval face, delicate features, and long cascading hair, exuding youth and vitality.
In reality, she was also a standard image of a white, wealthy, and beautiful lady.
Just as Lin Yi was staring at the information on his phone, the car suddenly ca to an abrupt stop, catching Lin Yi off guard, causing his head to bump into the seat in front.
When the car stopped, the driver quickly apologized:
"Sorry, are you okay?"
Lin Yi rubbed his bumped forehead, chuckling wryly:
"I’m fine."
At this mont, Lin Yi looked ahead:
"Did sothing happen?"
The driver angrily said from the front:
"I was just about to catch the last two seconds of the green light, but soone suddenly dashed out from the side."
"Lucky that guy, if I had hit the brakes half a second later, the fellow might have already taken off."
Because of this delay, the green light had turned red.
At this ti, pedestrians on the sidewalk hurried by, and Lin Yi suddenly noticed a figure in the crowd, appearing sowhat surprised:
"What a coincidence?"
To make sure he was not mistaken, Lin Yi subconsciously checked his phone.
Lin Yi suddenly asked:
"Is the First Hospital far from here?"
"Oh, not far,"
The driver pointed to the other side of the road:
"Once you pass this intersection, it’s less than a hundred ters ahead."
Lin Yi responded with an "Um":
"I’ll get off here then."
After saying this, Lin Yi hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.
The driver called out from behind:
"Hey, sir you..."
But once Lin Yi got out of the car, he imdiately rged into the crowd, heading towards the opposite side of the street.
......
"Has he replied yet?"
In a spacious ward at Tianshui City First Hospital, a man wearing glasses asked the young man who had just entered the room.
Zhao Jiang carefully closed the door, then shook his head helplessly and said:
"I just asked, but they still haven’t given a clear response. It seems like Feng Hua isn’t planning to co over."
Then Zhao Jiang cautiously walked over to the bed in the room, looking at the pale face of the man on the bed, whose eyes were tightly shut, with a wistful and helpless expression on his face.
After that, he asked the man sitting by the bed with glasses:
"Qiu, how is the boss’s condition?"
"Did he wake up at all?"
Qiu Yongyuan pushed up his gold-rimd glasses, his gaze carrying a touch of fatigue as he said:
"He’s been in a coma since you went out in the morning, sigh~"
"The doctor ca in the afternoon, and the situation doesn’t seem too optimistic."
"Maybe..."
"Maybe?"
When Zhao Jiang heard this word, his heart tightened with anxiety as he asked:
"Maybe what?"
Qiu Yongyuan gave a bitter smile, not answering right away.
Instead, he took off his gold-rimd glasses with one hand, pulled out a clean white handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit with the other, and wiped the lenses. Then he slowly said:
"The boss might not make it past two days."
"What!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jiang’s face showed visible veins, looking completely at a loss:
"How could this happen!"
"Didn’t they say there were three days left? Why so sudden?"
After hearing this bad news, Zhao Jiang sat lost in his thoughts on a chair by the bed, his eyes filled with blankness.
Qiu Yongyuan, after repeatedly wiping his lenses, only after ensuring there wasn’t a speck of dust, put them back on and said:
"How’s the investigation I asked you to do going?"
At these words, Zhao Jiang’s previously blank gaze suddenly filled with flas of anger:
"It turns out just as the boss suspected all along, the forces behind the Divine Court are no longer the groups that initially invested in the Divine Hall."
"I’ve received reliable information that the companies actually controlling the Divine Court are based overseas, and there’s more than one."
"But these people operate in secrecy, and I haven’t found any traces regarding these companies."
"Moreover, I’ve also learned that their next step might involve targeting Shengshi or the Holy Hall. It seems they intend to gradually break and control the major guilds in the Hua Country War Zone. Their ambitions are not small!"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yongyuan couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows:
"It’s just a ga, what exactly do these people want?"
Suddenly, Zhao Jiang seed to rember sothing, and quickly asked:
"Where is Miss Jiang?"
Qiu Yongyuan was taken aback:
"I saw she wasn’t feeling well, so I let her go out for a breather."
Seeing Zhao Jiang’s expression turn sowhat off, Qiu Yongyuan furrowed his eyebrows and asked:
"What’s the matter?"
Zhao Jiang didn’t answer but picked up his phone and dialed Jiang Xiaowen’s number:
"Doo~"
"Doo~"
...
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later."
At this mont, Qiu Yongyuan couldn’t hold back either, anxiously saying:
"Call again."
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