Chapter 1249: Chapter 90: Shadow War
The tragic and painful scream abruptly came to a halt soon after.
It wasn’t a gradual weakening, but a sudden and unforeseen stop… Zhong Luochen’s expression shifted slightly as he checked the time, realizing he had been standing like this for over an hour.
The mild numbness in his legs confirmed he had indeed been standing for quite some time.
The door slowly opened, revealing the messy hair of 24, which first caught Zhong Luochen’s eye. His face was devoid of any expression beyond indifference, or rather he seemed even more ruthless than the doctor who emerged from the operating room, dismissively saying, “Failure… Prepare the next material and e find me.”
Zhong Luochen slightly frowned, almost imperceptibly, as 24 yawned and passed by him. It was then that the second young master of the Zhong Family took a deep breath and strode into the glass house.
Inside, the deranged homeless man found from outside was now crouching like a frog, his eyes rolling around like those of a frog, his pulsating throat emitting bizarre noises not belonging to humans.
A chill gradually spread across his back.
But at that moment, the no longer human-shaped vagrant suddenly reached to grab his tongue and began to pull at it forcefully, his eyes spinning even more frantically, as if he was in an excited state.
Finally… the tongue was pulled out.
Zhong Luochen stepped back half a pace, the bloody scent in the air causing some reaction in his body… He exited the room, bent down at the doorway, and… vomited.
“Second young master, second young master! Are you okay?”
Seeing this, the security personnel quickly rushed forward.
Zhong Luochen waved away someone else’s support, straightened up slowly, “I’m fine… you guys clean up the mess inside.”
The few exchanged looks, then nodded, with one person mustering the courage to enter, immediately gasping sharply and his stomach churning when he came out with a paler face, Zhong Luochen had already left.
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Two days passed calmly.
In a temporarily empty office within a building owned by the Zhang Family, Song Ying was working when she received the anticipated message from Mr. Haus.
The future drug collaboration would be fully handled by Mr. Haus’ assistant, Jimmy — and Jimmy was scheduled to personally visit today.
The initial discussion regarding cooperation went very smoothly, given the enormous potential and profits of the new drug, Jimmy, on behalf of Mr. Haus, readily signed the preliminary contract.
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Song.” This young talent smiled charmingly after a whole morning of negotiations and wanted to invite Song Ying to lunch, “Ms. Song must be new to this area, right? Would you allow me to introduce you to some local delicacies?”
Having just signed a temporary cooperation contract, rejecting the invitation would be inappropriate — besides, Song Ying couldn’t find a reason to refuse such a social engagement, so she agreed.
She wasn’t very concerned about offending Mr. Haus’ assistant and causing future cooperation issues… Naturally, Mr. Haus, if he wasn’t an idiot, would understand the value of these new drugs that the Song Family possessed.
These medicines were developed by Mr. Blind, a remarkable figure of the present era, within the Song Family’s pharmaceutical pany.
The warriors from Song Family Village frequently ventured into dangerous battlefields, sometimes participating as mercenaries in certain countries’ wars, resulting in a high mortality rate. It wasn’t until the agency’s drug factory began developing various life-saving medications that these numbers started to decline.
The few new drugs selected this time were only mid-tier among the Song Family’s private drug factory’s numerous research products. The truly advanced medicines could cost tens of millions of US dollars to produce, making them unsuitable for large-scale production due to their high production difficulty.
Last year, only a few special Health Preserving Pills were produced, and they were already taken by the old man. But that was Mr. Blind’s intent, as they were meant for Luo Qiu at the time… Song Ying had only consumed two of such special Health Preserving Pills, illustrating their preciousness.
Not that the Song Family was reluctant to let descendants continuously use such special drugs, but they just shouldn’t be consumed excessively; too much would be harmful.
Song Ying herself had personally experienced the wonders of the Song Family’s private drug factory’s various new drugs, so she possessed ample confidence in these medicines.
“Then I will go change clothes.”
Leaving Jimmy in the reception room waiting, Song Ying returned to the temporary office, brushing her hair as if contemplating something… Soon, Song Ying seemed to have made a decision and picked up the phone.
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“Not inclined to go out today?”
At the vanity table, after smoothing Luo Ya’s hair straight and soft, Luo Qiu gently pressed her shoulder and leaned down to softly ask.
Luo Ya didn’t speak, just tilted her head and blinked, conveying plenty of information… Luo Qiu smiled slightly, knowing Luo Ya wasn’t in good spirits.
She wasn’t a sleepaholic; she’s awake for only a short time each day, spending most of her time asleep… This isn’t a problem with her body, on the contrary, her physical condition is quite good, despite losing her power, her sheer physical strength is rather terrifying.
When awake, the girl carried out experiments, effortlessly crushing diamonds into powder using just her fingers.
“Are you sleepy?”
Luo Ya nodded, then turned around, hugging Luo Qiu’s waist, lying down fortably. Luo Qiu stroked the back of her head, like soothing her.
“Soft.”
Soon after, the girl’s breathing became steady, Luo Qiu gently called out, and in the air, a pink pillow suddenly jumped out, arms spread wide, almost emitting little star effects beside it.
“Take good care of her.”
“Yes, Master!”
Soft immediately inflated to the size of a bed, and Luo Qiu carried Luo Ya over, placing her on Soft, then leaving the room.
Outside the room, the maid stood quietly with her hands joined together. Luo Qiu smiled mildly, saying, “Seems Luo Ya won’t be able to enjoy your midday meal again today.”
The maid softly replied, “Master, aren’t you planning to solve Miss Luo Ya’s sleeping issue?”
Generally, the maid easily understood her master’s intentions, but when it came to Luo Ya, even the astute maid found it hard to discern.
Luo Qiu shook his head, “It’s not that I haven’t thought about it, just somehow feel that letting it be might be better… Like it’s a gut feeling.”
Speaking as he descended, the maid quietly followed behind, “Master’s instincts are often correct.”
Luo Qiu casually said, “This is probably the only thing about me that isn’t a virtue… By the way, how’s the design going?”
“All is going smoothly.” You Ye thoughtfully said, “It should officially go online in that world before the master leaves.”
Since it’s considered smooth, naturally there’s no problem, as Boss Luo never doubted the maid’s work capabilities.
Luo Qiu jested, “Once it goes online, I might really not escape being a useless person.”
The maid understood her master’s words profoundly… Since Chen Mingming, the club has not formally opened for business for a long time, such a gap in time never happened before — even during Luo Qiu’s last personal vacation, permission was granted to You Ye to act as the temporary shop manager.
The maid, having served the club for over three hundred years, already had some suspicion about the current state.
In just one year, the new master seems to have already gained greater control over the shop than the previous one…
“Master doesn’t plan to receive retail customers anymore?”
“That’s not the case.” Luo Qiu shook his head, “It’s just not as urgent as before. Why, do you prefer the way it was before?”
The Maid suddenly leaned her head softly against Luo Qiu and whispered, “It’s not necessary for You Ye to teach the master anything now.”
“Dance with me, won’t you?”
As he spoke, the whole hall began to serve Luo Qiu. Acpanied by the music from an old phonograph, the silhouettes of the master and maid began to sway gently in the hall.
You Ye recalled that at the beginning, the new master understood nothing at all, yet was this leisurely… Now, it turns out nothing has really changed from before.
The passage of time, what a thing it is.
It was just a notification sound from a text message, ultimately interrupting the two just as the song was about to end. Luo Qiu glanced at the content of the message and showed a thoughtful look.
“Lunch might not be necessary for me today.”
The Maid slightly opened her mouth.
Luo Qiu raised his phone, displaying Song Ying’s text message.
“Is Master planning to go?”
Luo Qiu nodded and pondered, “Don’t you find the consecutive appearances of Dimensional Observers a bit strange?”
“I’ll prepare clothes for you.”
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The place where the restaurant is located is a private clubhouse. The owner returned from France, a standard Michelin three-star chef, naturally attracting social elites as guests.
Luo Qiu’s appearance did not alert the security in front of the club; he arrived five minutes early at the agreed waiting place.
Upon arrival, he saw a woman in a suit dress with a set of clothes draped over her arm, standing there.
This woman, upon seeing Luo Qiu, first paused, and then walked up steadily, “Hello, Young Master Qiu.”
“Hello… Have we met before?” Luo Qiu asked curiously.
The woman smiled gently with dimples and blinked, “Young Master Qiu, I came from the village, same class as Gan Hong, but I studied business management… you can call me Zi Yun.”
“Did Song Ying ask you to wait for me?” Luo Qiu nodded, considering it a greeting.
Zi Yun quickly said, “Miss Ying indeed cannot leave now. She asked me to wait for you here and prepared something for you, fearing later… but it seems unnecessary.”
Zi Yun, rather helpless, raised the prepared clothes and made a playful tongue-out gesture.
“Someone prepared it for me.”
This is why Boss Luo felt like he was walking further along the road of waste—this outfit was personally chosen by the Maid, who even dressed him up before leaving.
There seemed to be tricky plots encountered due to issues, never appearing on Boss Luo, naturally letting him feel the Maid’s meticulous care.
“Young Master Qiu, your clothes, could they be designed by Astaroth?” Unexpectedly, Zi Yun suddenly widened her eyes.
“Astaroth?”
Zi Yun nodded, “Yes, Astaroth is the most mysterious fashion designer; no one knows whether it’s a man or a woman. Astaroth is the top in the fashion design world, and many billionaires spend lavishly on one piece but can’t obtain it.”
Luo Qiu looked down and did not pay much attention to what he wore upon ing out, curiously asking, “Why say so?”
Zi Yun pointed to the collar of Luo Qiu’s clothes, “Here, see this pin? This is Astaroth’s unique symbol! I’m Astaroth’s most faithful devotee; I surely wouldn’t mistake it!”
Devotee and all…
Luo Qiu smiled and casually removed the pin at the collar, smiling, “Alright, let’s go in now, don’t let them wait.”
Although a bit confused by Luo Qiu’s action, Zi Yun didn’t say anything but rather said sweetly, “Entering early is wise, Young Master Qiu. If late going in, who knows how Jimmy will launch his offense! Young Master Qiu, Miss Ying is actually very tired; she used to face these relentless suitors often! Make sure you let this Jimmy know to back off later on!”
Emmmmm…
To Luo Qiu, with Song Ying’s personality, probably making someone back off right from the start.
Upon saying this, under Zi Yun’s guidance, Luo Qiu entered the restaurant within the club—yet Boss Luo then felt a gaze from afar.
He turned his head slightly to look but saw a figure flash by in the distance, soon disappearing.
“Are there any guests who haven’t arrived yet today?” Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Zi Yun was stunned for a moment and shook her head, “No one else, it’s just Jimmy inviting Miss Ying for a meal… Young Master Qiu, let me tell you about this Jimmy. The pany is cooperating with a foreign tycoon right now, and this Jimmy is the person sent by the other party; as for this cooperation…”
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“Has Miss Ying’s friend not arrived yet?”
“He should be here soon.” Song Ying maintained a smile.
“Not sure how to address him later.” Jimmy smiled and asked.
“His surname is Luo.” Song Ying spoke casually while glancing out the window.
Jimmy quickly searched his mind for any prominent figures with the surname Luo… Just as the current Miss Song appeared out of nowhere, whether this person surnamed Luo also appeared out of nowhere was uncertain.
The door of the private room gently opened at this moment, and Jimmy naturally recognized the assistant beside Song Ying; as for the young man who walked in beside the assistant, he must be the person Song Ying was waiting for… He carefully scrutinized.
Song Ying first frowned slightly, then left her seat and walked quickly to Luo Qiu, looking as refreshing as a spring breeze, more naturally hooking her arm through and turning to Jimmy, “e, let me introduce, this is the true boss of our pany.”
Jimmy’s expression remained unchanged, he smiled as he came forward and extended his hand, “Hello Mr. Luo, very pleased to meet you… I’m Jimmy, the representative for this cooperation with your pany… Let’s not stand around talking, have a seat.”
Seeing Jimmy return to his seat first, Song Ying suddenly frowned again, nose twitching, smelling a faint perfume scent.
“Hmph.”
Miss Ying snorted lightly, swiftly withdrawing her hand from Luo Qiu’s arm, returning to her original seat.
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