Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 194 Everyone is here, look at me.

"Is Red Boy confirmed dead?"

Zhao Fangxu leaned back in his large office chair, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, as the sunlight fell on the report that Bi Youlong handed him.

"The procedure cannot confirm this."

Bi Youlong stood ramrod straight, his tone completely calm.

"These demon kings never leave behind corpses after they die, and this time is no exception. There are only traces left after the battle at the scene. However, there are more than 30 eyewitnesses, including Zhou Sheng of the Ten Elders and some company employees, who can confirm that he was killed on the spot by Huang Feng Dasheng."

"No body was left behind?"

Zhao Fangxu frowned, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

"This is not good news. What if he doesn't die and reappears one day? Wouldn't we be in a very passive position?"

Your concerns are valid.

Bi Youlong nodded and turned to the next page of the report.

"However, our on-site testing team made some unexpected discoveries. According to our on-site sampling and short-term monitoring data, the ecosystem within a three-kilometer radius of Bilian Village has undergone a series of quantifiable abnormal changes after the fall of Red Boy."

Subsequently, Bi Youlong relayed the researcher's report to Zhao Fangxu verbatim: "Specifically, the soil organic matter content and trace element concentration increased by 470% compared to the baseline level, and fertility increased exponentially; the photosynthetic efficiency and growth rate of local vegetation far exceeded the natural baseline values ​​of the same latitude and climate zone, and the annual growth of some trees reached 6-8 times the normal level; significant bioenergy field enrichment was detected in all vertebrates, and the probability of their autonomous awakening and intellectual leap was at least two orders of magnitude higher than the natural probability statistically observed in the global community of superhumans."

Zhao Fangxu's brows gradually relaxed, and he leaned forward slightly, revealing an interested expression.

Bi Youlong closed the report and concluded: "Simply put, after Red Boy died, his life essence transformed into Qi, and thoroughly nourished that land."

It's fair to say that it's now a veritable paradise, far surpassing the conditions of any of our company's cultivation bases.

"Then why didn't this happen when Huang Mei Laoguai died at Longhu Mountain?" Zhao Fangxu put down the report, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and frowned again.

"We also found it strange, so we specifically sent someone to Longhu Mountain to ask the Old Celestial Master." Bi Youlong's tone became somewhat subtle. "And the result—"

"What was the result?" Zhao Fangxu looked up at him.

Bi Youlong shrugged, a strange expression on his face: "The old Celestial Master said that when Huang Mei had just breathed his last, the Great Sage Huang Feng squatted down next to the corpse and made a swallowing and exhaling motion. He saw it clearly, and it should be that he swallowed it all by himself."

"7

A deathly silence fell over the office.

Zhao Fangxu opened his mouth, as if to say something, but ultimately uttered no words. He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with endless weariness and helplessness.

After a long while, he waved his hand and said weakly, "Never mind, the Great Sage must have his reasons for doing this. Is there anything else?"

"There's one more thing."

Bi Youlong closed Red Boy's report, opened the next document, and spoke in a much heavier tone than before.

Regarding Liao Zhong, the former head of the Southwest Region, and his temporary employee Chen Duo, we have compiled the opinions of all board members, eliminated the two most extreme viewpoints, and finally reached a consensus:

Liao Zhong was dismissed from his post and placed under investigation, while Chen Duo was placed under the highest level of long-term supervision.

Zhao Fangxu leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, and remained silent for a moment.

"And what's your opinion?"

'

Bi Youlong raised his head, a self-deprecating smile on his face: "I was one of the two extreme opinions that were excluded."

Zhao Fangxu looked at him and slowly nodded. A brief silence fell over the office, broken only by the faint sound of the wind outside the window.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse with a hint of weariness: "Then let's proceed according to the board's opinion."

66

"No matter what, Liao Zhong did make a serious dereliction of duty, and that is undeniable."

Chen Duo is innocent, I know that better than anyone, but she has now become the disciple of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, while that centipede demon has once again escaped by cutting off its tail and disappeared without a trace.

For the safety of the vast majority of people, controlling her is necessary.

66

He sighed and looked out at the gray sky: "There's nothing we can do about it."

66

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fangxu casually picked up the tallest stack of documents next to him. As soon as he opened the first page, a high-definition photo came into view. In the photo, Zhang Chulan was wearing silver armor, his vertical pupils on his forehead were shimmering with golden light, and he stood amidst thunder, holding a three-pointed double-edged sword. He looked extraordinary and was completely different from the roguish and playful person he usually appeared to be in front of him.

Zhao Fangxu stared at the photo for a long time, then sighed helplessly, "How's that little bastard Zhang Chulan doing now?"

"His condition has stabilized," Bi Youlong replied. "I heard that Huang Feng Dasheng personally went to the hospital yesterday and stabilized his condition. Our doctor said that he will need at least three months of rest to recover."

Although the True Lord's possession primarily consumed the accumulated incense and vows of a thousand years, it still used his body as a vessel, resulting in varying degrees of damage to his meridians and internal organs.

While Bi Youlong was speaking, Zhao Fangxu had already quickly finished flipping through the documents in his hand.

Now, not only the board of directors of NaDuTong, but also the higher-ups are paying the highest level of attention to this incident.

After all, Zhang Chulan is the first person in recorded history to be able to directly confront a demon king-level being and force him into a desperate situation.

Even if this is only a one-time effort, even if the cost is almost complete exhaustion, it is still a landmark case that could rewrite the course of human history.

Zhao Fangxu closed the file, his fingers lightly tapping the table, his eyes becoming incredibly determined: "Officially launch the special research project on the Divine Mask. Also, organize the top team to replicate Ma Xianhong's Body Cultivation Furnace at all costs."

“But Chairman Zhao,” Bi Youlong frowned, “that furnace—it violates the population red line agreement, and the risks are uncontrollable.”

"We can't worry about that now." Zhao Fangxu suddenly raised his head, his tone resolute. "Population red line? We're about to lose our lives, who cares about the red line? The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord and the Black Wind Monster are still on the run, nobody knows when the next demon king will appear, or whether the next crisis will directly destroy humanity?"

We had no other choice but to do this.

In the following half hour, Bi Youlong and Chairman Zhao had a comprehensive discussion about the handling of Bilian Village and the temporary workers. Chairman Zhao gave a lot of useful advice, which Bi Youlong accepted in its entirety.

Bi Youlong heard that the higher-ups were preparing to formally establish an official organization to manage supernatural beings, and that Chairman Zhao would become the head of the organization, as for the position of public official—that was hard to say.

Half an hour later, just as Bi Youlong was about to turn and leave, Zhao Fangxu suddenly called out to him.

"etc."

He took out an encrypted document bag from the deepest part of the drawer, the bag bearing a logo that had never appeared inside the company before.

"You can handle this too." He pushed the file bag over, his voice low. "The people from the Great Love Organization are here. They specifically want to see Zhang Chulan."

Bi Youlong's expression changed slightly: "How did they know—"

"There's nothing they don't know." Zhao Fangxu interrupted him, his eyes extremely solemn. "Remember, this matter has a higher priority than the Divine Mask and the Body Cultivation Furnace."

When it comes to matters concerning the Interstellar Alliance, we have absolutely no room for negotiation.

"Go to the hospital yourself and ask Zhang Chulan for his opinion in person. If he doesn't want to see you, don't force him, and report back to me immediately."

Bi Youlong looked at the final introduction in the file, his eyes filled with shock. He then carefully put away the answer key and earnestly said to Zhao Fangxu, "Yes!"

"No, Mr. Zhao, my health is too poor right now, I really can't take it."

In the private VIP ward, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the hospital bed.

Zhang Chulan leaned against the headboard, holding a fruit plate in his arms, and was crunching on an apple. His face was rosy and his eyes were bright. He didn't look sick at all, let alone seriously injured.

Bi Youlong stood by the bed, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at Zhang Chulan's rapidly chewing mouth, cursing the kid a hundred times in his mind.

Of course he knew Zhang Chulan was faking it.

But what could he do?

As the mount of the Great Sage Yellow Wind, the successor of Erlang Shen, and currently the most powerful person in the world, Zhang Chulan is considered the only one with the potential to ascend to immortality. He has the qualifications to do so.

Any one of his titles would be enough to make Bi Youlong treat him with utmost respect.

Bi Youlong suppressed his temper and patiently explained for a full half hour what great love and interstellar alliance meant.

Zhang Chulan nodded vigorously the whole time, his mouth full, occasionally letting out an "um" or "ah," looking like he was listening very attentively.

But Bi Youlong knew perfectly well that the kid hadn't listened to a single word.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Zhang Chulan threw the last apple core into the trash can, wiped his hands, and looked at him innocently: "Brother Bi, what did you just say? I was a little dizzy and didn't hear you clearly."

6

Bi Youlong took a deep breath, then another.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

In the end, he said nothing, just turned and left with a dark expression.

As Bi Youlong's footsteps faded into the distance in the corridor, Zhang Chulan stretched and stretched her neck, then called out to the area under the bed, "He's gone, come out, Bao'er."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure silently emerged from under the bed.

Feng Baobao dusted herself off, her face expressionless, and walked straight to the bedside table, picking up an apple and starting to eat it.

At the same time, a wisp of yellow smoke drifted out from under the bed and condensed in the air to form the spirit form of the Great Sage Yellow Wind.

He yawned and stretched, looking even more relaxed than Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan got up, locked the ward door, and drew the curtains before turning around and asking, "Your Majesty, why won't you let me contact that Great Love Organization? Bi Youlong looked so nervous; it seems like this organization has quite a background."

Huang Feng didn't answer immediately. He floated to Feng Baobao's side, watching her crunch on an apple, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "Hey! We don't know the other party's background yet, and we don't know what their attitude is. I've finally gotten a little progress on our Xian Shi, so of course we'll stall for time and find the key to the problem first."

"What's the key?" Zhang Chulan immediately leaned closer, his eyes full of curiosity.

Huang Feng dropped his nonchalant expression and his tone became serious: "The Eight Extraordinary Techniques. The key to all the problems lies in the place where Wugensheng and your Grandfather Zhou comprehended the Eight Extraordinary Techniques back then."

He paused, then looked at Zhang Chulan: "Do you know why I specifically asked you to let Xia Liuqing go?"

"Could it be—he knows the truth about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?" Zhang Chulan's eyes widened suddenly.

"Of course he doesn't know, but someone he knows does. Zhou Sheng and Zhuge Kongming have gone to the hidden fortress to deal with people. We need Xia Liuqing to find the location of that place. So, our next goal is very clear."

After saying that, Huang Feng pointed sharply out the window, his voice filled with excitement: "Target, Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, prepare to depart!"

Night had fallen in Zhuge Village.

Zhuge Qing finally managed to escape the entanglement of his uncles and brothers, dragging his leaden legs back home. He had been surrounded for three whole hours, and he barely had the strength to lift his hand to open the door.

Pushing open the door, the living room lights were still on. Zhuge Gong sat upright at the octagonal table, holding a cup of hot tea; he had clearly been waiting for him for a long time.

"Qing'er, you're back." Zhuge Gong put down his teacup, looking at his tired son. "You've seen quite a bit on this trip with the old master, haven't you? Is there anything you want to tell your old man?"

Zhuge Qing didn't speak, but slumped into the armchair beside him and let out a long sigh. He rubbed his aching temples and said weakly, "What else could it be? I used to think that there were always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people, and that I had seen the world. But this time I realized what it truly means to have a world beyond your reach. Even someone like our ancestor was helpless at times, let alone someone with my meager skills."

At this point, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, then remembered the young man with the sly grin, and shook his head slightly: "But to be honest, I used to look down on Zhang Chulan. I always thought he was just lucky and used some underhanded tricks."

But it was only after this experience that I realized I had taken the Zhuge family tradition too seriously, and I had taken myself too seriously.

"I was really hit hard, but I also figured something out. No matter how capable others are, no matter how the world changes, I shouldn't let those things lead me by the nose. Being myself is more important than anything else."

Zhuge Gong looked at his son, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He nodded and said slowly, "I'm happier than anything that you think this way. You've already surpassed me; it seems it won't be long before the position of village chief of Zhuge Village is handed over to you."

"No, Dad!" Zhuge Qing quickly waved his hand, looking miserable. "I want to live off my parents for a few more years. Besides, as the village chief, don't you have to settle down and start a family? I'm not thinking about that right now."

"Not in the mood?" Zhuge Gong raised an eyebrow, a sly smile on his face. "I heard from the ancestor that they cast a divination for your marriage in Bilian Village. I haven't had a chance to ask you yet. What does the girl look like? Do you have a photo?"

"Let me see it, Dad."

"Pfft"

The tea that Zhuge Qing had just taken a sip of sprayed directly onto his father's face.

At this incredibly awkward moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Zhuge Qing frantically pulled out his phone, and the three words "Caller" flashing on the screen instantly gave him a headache.

In the dream world, the Locke friends sat on a boat, fishing at sea and chatting.

Locke in black robes: "You want to learn from the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley and transform the entire country into a single entity?"

Locke said, "That's the idea for now, but we'll have to see what the Interstellar Alliance thinks. Anyway, after what happened with Yang Jian, I'm not in such a hurry anymore. We may be strong now, but we still don't have enough means to completely control the situation."

Pirate Locke: "Indeed, especially with other intruders involved, I still don't know whether the guy I killed was a transmigrator or came from a place like the God Space or the Cycle Space, just like the God himself."

Type-Moon Locke: "Now that you mention it, I suddenly feel a sense of crisis again. Although we don't lack popularity points now and can fill up the normal character cards at any time, no one knows if we will encounter problems that character cards cannot solve."

Naruto Locke: "Let's wait for the new recruits. Anyway, every time a new recruit comes, the system will be fixed a little bit. Maybe new functions will be unlocked sometime. If all else fails, we can rely on the main god. We can exchange things inside him."

As the words fell, a door suddenly opened beside Hokage Rock, and God Rock stepped out, raising his hands and saying, "Attention everyone! Follow my lead!"

"Hand over all your special traits! I'm about to show off after I've fallen to the ground!"