Chapter Thirty-Three: Borrowing a House

  In this class, the lecturer is from Hunan and speaks with a strong Hunan accent. There are over 30 students in the classroom, half of whom can't understand what's being said.

  The next lesson, the teacher hasn't left yet, a large crowd rushed up to copy the lecture notes. Zhao Ze and Zhou Huan, who were relatively smart, directly photocopied Yang Yunqiu's, which was neat and clean, with footnotes that were quite clear and easy to understand, making them very pleasing to the eye, far surpassing the original lecture notes by an unknown number of times.

  Zhou Hao held the notes and sighed, "I've never seen a real-life academic tyrant before. When we take the exam, I'll sell these notes and maybe make a fortune."

  Yang Yunqiu suddenly lost her smile, now students really think of everything in terms of business.

  Just as they snatched their own notes away, Yang Yunqiu was about to return to the dormitory when the doll jumped out and rolled on the table, apparently having been stifled for a whole class: "Brother Qiu, this batch of experimental subjects has been selected, Wang Yi is still waiting for an answer, what do you want them to enter the lower level... People must be concentrated together, easy to control, and easy to keep secrets."

  "Renting a warehouse will do." Yang Yunqiu said indifferently.

  The doll suddenly became speechless: "Renting a warehouse also costs money."

  On Earth everything costs money, unlike in Yan Guo where he could collect minerals and herbs himself, build a wooden hut to live in if there was no place to stay, but here you can't do without money.

  Yang Yunqiu has been spending a lot of money lately, he greedily wants many expensive materials, and even wants to save up to build his own laboratory. Relying solely on himself to manually modify mobile phones and other electronic products, as well as doing odd jobs, the money he earns is just a drop in the bucket, and it's also too much of a waste of time, which he can't bear.

  "Otherwise, let me go rob a bank?" The doll jumped up and down excitedly. To be honest, this network was a breeze for it, and in an instant, it could breach the bank's network and get as much money as it wanted.

  Yang Yunqiu slapped a palm on it, flattening the doll and pulling it twice: "Are you going to rob a bank to earn merit for me or to invite sin?"

  Doll: "..."

  It came up with several ideas, all of which were vetoed by Yang Yunqiu. Seeing its master so carefree and seemingly unconcerned, it became even more enraged, unable to hold back a mutter: "This isn't something that can be done in one or two days, it's a huge undertaking! Please, old man, at least take it seriously. This is a matter of life and death for you, if within two years you haven't digested the things your father left behind, your cultivation will still be looked down upon, and you won't even have any ability to resist, let alone seek revenge."

  "You think you're the only one who can break through the barrier between Earth and Yangguang? If Yang Jingting can do it, others can too! When the enemy comes after us, are you planning to control a nuclear bomb to fight them?"

  Yang Yunqiu smiled bitterly, but the truth is that the doll didn't understand human nature. He never thought he would be short of money. As long as one has influence and status, money will naturally come knocking on his door. When the first batch of experimental subjects return, they will all become his most loyal helpers through contractual constraints. These people have had experience learning from lower-level interfaces and are bound to stand out. If the country's top talents in various fields unite under his banner to work together, how could he possibly be short of money?

  As for the first bucket of gold - "Doll, don't always think about crooked ways. At first, you were happy to create several worlds, weren't you? And those few fantasy realms we created, why not turn them into real games or video movies? It's almost a cost-free business, it's hard not to make money."

  Yang Yunqiu spoke a few words and sent the doll online, thinking about it, she went to an old Chinese medicine shop near Central Street to buy some cinnabar.

  He made top-grade spiritual liquid for the divine brush, which required cinnabar. Recently, he needed to draw many array diagrams and planned to find a place on Earth to settle down and serve as a base. This place didn't have natural barriers like the Savage Forest, nor did it have a ready-made future base to accommodate him. At least, he couldn't lack any of the Illusory Array, Spirit Gathering Array, or Defensive Arrays. Moreover, recently, he needed to write contracts, which was the most spirit-liquid-consuming task. The small amount of spiritual liquid he made last time was completely insufficient.

  Cinnabar is not cheap in Yan Guo, especially the high-quality ones. I didn't expect that when I arrived on Earth, it was okay to get some from the "divine woman's" house in the village, but it was a disaster in the city. Not only is this thing expensive, but it's also extremely difficult to buy pure cinnabar, and you can only go to Chinese medicine stores to buy some and then refine them afterwards.

  Yang Yunqiu was barely considered a regular customer, familiar with the door and road, and quickly bought everything he needed, including some medicinal materials. The quality of the medicinal materials was average, and the quality of the cinnabar was also average, but such goods were already quite good at present.

  As soon as I walked out of the pharmacy, I was right in front of a pedestrian street, which was crowded with people. There were vendors selling stationery, snacks, clothes, and all sorts of two-dollar stores, it was literally a one-stop shop.

  There are also many people buying antiques and selling artworks, although it's not like the Antique Street where everything is cultural relics. The advantage lies in the affordable prices, making it a popular spot for newcomers to window shop, and even if they can't afford real antiques, they can still buy some replicas.

  Yang Yunqiu walked to the side and felt all kinds of auras, some refreshing, some terrifying. The aura of objects was always cold and heavy, while that of humans was ever-changing. Without realizing it, she stopped in her tracks, opened up her spiritual sense, and carefully sensed the surroundings. This kind of training could also make her spiritual sense more precise and agile.

  Yang Yunqiu strolled around the small stalls and unexpectedly saw several game CDs for sale, even including "Game Life" created by WaWa, with a cover made from video screenshots.

  “…………”

  If someone can really crack the website made by Barbie, steal the world created by Barbie and turn it into a game... then at least they cannot be inferior to Xin Yi Xian Shi's cultivation, they must be a master above Long Sheng Jiu Shi.

  The possibility of such a high person appearing on earth is infinitely close to zero, so this must necessarily be a scam.

  There were actually people who got cheated, and Yang Yunqiu walked by and saw someone buying this set of games at every stall, and heard the person muttering to himself: "I don't believe it, these are all fake, buy thirty sets, fifty sets, a hundred sets, there must be one... that's real, right? If there's just one real one, I'll make a fortune, 100,000 yuan..."

  He couldn't help but smile and didn't bother to expose the truth. The customers who bought the game discs actually knew very well that those were not possible at all, they just wanted to try their luck.

  However, after witnessing this performance, he felt that letting a kid start a game company might actually be somewhat profitable, not entirely nonsense.

  Yang Yunqiu has been busy since arriving in Nanshi. It was the first time she went shopping alone, and she really had some interest.

  There are many fortune-telling and divination stalls along the way, as well as various handicrafts, small ornaments, and antique-selling stalls. Most of them are not too valuable, such as copper coins, paper money, wooden objects, lacquerware, and occasionally a few porcelain bottles that look authentic at first glance. However, people in the know understand that 99.9% of these items are modern imitations or mass-produced products.

  "Huh?" Suddenly, Yang Yunqiu felt a chill and turned around to walk for a while. It was actually a very quiet and ancient alley with small courtyards, one connected to another, each with its own unique layout, all of which were old houses. As soon as she entered the alley, an ancient atmosphere hit her in the face. At first glance, it seemed as if time and space had been turned upside down, transporting her back a thousand years.

  He walked all the way, following the evil spirit to search for it, and finally found it in the deepest part. In front of him was a large mansion with a strange stone standing at the entrance. On top of the stone, a poem was written in red sand: "Isolated from the city's noise, like a wild man's home".

  Yang Yunqiu patted the doll, and immediately, the interior of the garden appeared before her eyes. This was a two-story house with two courtyards, intricately carved beams, extremely beautiful, and well-preserved. As soon as she entered, there was a screen wall, and after passing the screen wall, it was the front courtyard, with winding water, green trees, fresh flowers, an octagonal pavilion, and small two-story buildings in all directions.

  The backyard is also laid out in the same way, but the courtyard is set up as a martial arts training ground, with four corners holding weapon racks, on which are placed eighteen kinds of weapons.

  This mansion is really likable, Yang Yunqiu stood at the gate and could faintly feel the spiritual energy, it's natural spiritual energy, pure and clear, warmer than the spiritual energy gathered by the Spiritual Gathering Array, even ordinary people can use it, but now, this spiritual energy has almost been dispersed by the killing energy.

  Yang Yunqiu released his divine consciousness to sense it, and that aura of death was coming from the backyard. He had thought it was a problem with the weapon, but the historical divine artifact, if it killed too many people, might have an aura of death that wouldn't disperse for a long time, accumulating more and more. But upon closer inspection, the weapons were all modern art pieces.

  Then he saw an acquaintance.

  "What...?! Stone Tianlai, Professor Stone?!" WaWa shouted loudly.

  Yang Yunqiu was also stunned, and in a moment of distraction, the gate opened wide, and Shi Tianlai walked out with a middle-aged man in his 40s who had a worried and bitter face.

  Seeing Yang Yunqiu here, Shi Tianlai was also stunned: "Little Autumn? How are you here?"

  Yang Yunqiu raised the package of Chinese medicine in her hand and smiled: "Buy some tonic medicine to drink on the way back, and come to visit the ancient alley. Shi Lao, you come to visit?"

  Shi Tianlai's face suddenly fell: "Visiting a patient, seeing an old friend." He sighed and turned to his companion, "This is my student, surname Yang, Yang Yunqiu, Little Autumn. This is Director Wang, aren't you looking for your own laboratory? He has a foreign trade company that specializes in all sorts of high-precision equipment and has many connections abroad. If you want something, just find him."

  The man obviously had great respect for Shi Tianlai, and gave him some face, forcing a smile, handing Yang Yunqiu a business card with only one phone number, which was clearly for close people.

  Yang Yunqiu nodded and took it over, casually putting it into her pocket.

  Shi Tianlai and Wang Zong exchanged a few pleasantries before saying, "It's still best to let Old Wang go to the hospital. It's been such a long time, how many doctors have you invited, but he's still not getting better? He's old, if we drag it out, what can be done?"

  "King also worried: 'You know, our old master's personality is like that, always saying he's half-buried in the ground and refusing to go to the hospital.'"

  Shi Tianlai was speechless.

  Yang Yunqiu suddenly interrupted: "Excuse me, the patient you're talking about, is he suddenly paralyzed all over, unable to move, and no cause of illness can be found?"

  Wang Zong was taken aback and turned his head to look at Shi Tianlai: "Did Old Shi and his disciples mention this matter?"

  Shi Tianlai hastily shook his head: "How is that possible? Wang Lao's illness is a big deal, once it leaks out, who knows how many troubles it will bring. How could I not know the weight of this matter... Xia Qiu, where did you hear this news from?"

  Yang Yunqiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Shi Lao, I just figured it out myself." He turned his head to ask Wang Zong: "This mansion of yours was newly purchased no more than half a year ago. The patient who moved in on the 20th day began to show stiff symptoms. Am I right?"

  Wang Zong was initially unsure and called out one of the nurses to take a look at the medical record.

  People like them, every time they get sick, the case is written very clearly. As a result, as Yang Yunqiu said, Wang Zong was suddenly surprised: "How did little brother know? I still remember that the old man took a fancy to this house and said that it was quiet in the midst of noise, specially bought it and renovated it, wanting to live here for retirement. Unexpectedly, after living for a short time, he got a strange disease... No matter what kind of illness, it shouldn't be so severe overnight. Moreover, my family's old man's physical condition has been monitored by a family doctor at all times... Little brother, do you know something?"

  Yang Yunqiu hesitated for a moment, then said: "... Mr. Wang, I've had some things going on lately and I'm looking for a place to stay. Your house is very close to my school, the location is good, it's quiet, and it's perfect. I don't know if you can rent it to me, but my budget is limited, so you'll have to ask for a lower rent."

  Wang was taken aback. If Yang Yunqiu had made such an unreasonable request from the start, he would have let it go out of respect for Old Shi and wouldn't have felt good about it in his heart. But now that Yang Yunqiu's words had already lifted his entire heart, as soon as he heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat - could it be that the new house was unclean or had bad feng shui, which made the old man fall ill? But before moving in, they had already asked a feng shui master to take a look and he hadn't mentioned any problems, even the decoration had been checked by a master from Hong Kong.

  The richer they are, especially the older ones, the more they believe in these things.

  Wang looked at Yang Yunqiu and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious seeing how young he was.

  Besides, if there's something wrong with the house, why did he insist on moving in? Is he really a Feng Shui master, young and vigorous, wanting to take on a challenge?

  Shi Lao was stunned: "Xiao Qiu, what are you going to do? Do you still want to rent a house outside the school?"

  "I want to open a training class, a tutoring class." Yang Yunqiu said lightly, only to Wang Zong, "Wang Zong, I won't be renting for long, just three months. After three months, the patient's body should have recovered. However, this house is too big and gloomy, it's not suitable for old people to live in. If you want to live here, there shouldn't be a big problem."

  Wang hesitated for a moment, although he was half-believing and half-doubtful. For this kind of thing, even if there is only 1% doubt, he dare not take risks casually. Seeing Shi Lao's genuine concern for the young man in front of him, he should not be some swindler who appeared out of nowhere.

  He was also decisive and immediately laughed: "What rent? You are Shi Lao's student, you are one of us. Use it for as long as you want, take it and use it. If our old master knew that I gave the house to Shi Lao's people to use, he would definitely be delighted to move."

  Everyone present agreed quickly and it was decided that Yang Yunqiu could move in tomorrow, as long as they didn't dig randomly, the place could be used however they wanted.