In the room, with only two people present, after Lu Chenxing happily signed the authorization agreement, Zhan Wushuang tapped a few times on his phone, and 150,000 was immediately transferred to him.
This made the smile on Lu Chenxing's lips grow a few shades more genuine.
Zhan Wushuang, sitting opposite, looked at Lu Chenxing with great satisfaction, his eyes filled with appreciation, and he couldn't help but say a few more words to him: "Little Lu, you're truly remarkable! I didn't expect you to be so understanding, only asking for 150,000! I thank you on behalf of all the citizens of Loshen City!"
With that, Zhan Wushuang stood up and bowed to Lu Chenxing.
Lu Chenxing was startled and quickly stood up, waving his hands: "No, no, I just sold it to you at market price. I don't deserve your thanks!"
"No! You do deserve it!" Zhan Wushuang stood up and smiled: "In this time of crisis, not being blinded by immediate gains and profiting from the nation's difficulties, you are already stronger than 99% of people!"
Hearing this, Lu Chenxing couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Although the price he sold the copyright for wasn't high, he still asked for a 5% profit. Should he have...
As he was thinking, Zhan Wushuang continued: "Once we work overtime to produce the cards and distribute them to the public for free, the huge weight in our hearts will finally be lifted!"
Yes, yes, once you produce the cards and distribute them for free...
"Hmm? Free?" Lu Chenxing instantly raised his head.
"Yes! This kind of thing doesn't cost much, so of course it's free. What's wrong?" Zhan Wushuang looked at Lu Chenxing with some surprise.
Lu Chenxing replied blankly: "Oh, nothing."
He said nothing, but his heart was truly bleeding! Two hundred million! Just like that, it was gone! Currently, a peak First-Order crystal core costs five thousand yuan, two would be ten thousand. How many crystal cores could two hundred million buy! He felt it would be more than enough to cultivate to peak Third-Order!
But now it had quietly disappeared under the word "free"...
Heartbroken, Lu Chenxing only saw Zhan Wushuang's mouth opening and closing, and for a moment, he didn't hear what he was saying.
"Little Lu... Little Lu!" Zhan Wushuang reached out and waved his hand in front of him, calling out with a frown.
It was then that Lu Chenxing seemed to awaken from a dream and said: "Hmm? Ah? What is it, Mayor?"
"Why were you spacing out?"
"Oh, oh, I just had a new insight into some spells and was thinking. What's up?"
Seeing Lu Chenxing's quick and coherent reply, and that he seemed fine, Zhan Wushuang didn't dwell on his momentary distraction. Instead, he said with a serious expression: "What I'm about to say next concerns your safety, so you must listen carefully!"
At these words, Lu Chenxing immediately became serious. For something concerning his own life, he couldn't afford to be careless!
Seeing Lu Chenxing's focus, Zhan Wushuang nodded with satisfaction and began: "This flu can now be confirmed as man-made, and we've also identified the parent body of this flu virus, thus confirming the source of this flu: the Church of the Myriad Gods!"
"Church of the Myriad Gods?" Lu Chenxing was a bit confused. He had heard of this sect; his school teachers had called it a cult, but hadn't said much else, so he didn't know the specific details.
"The Church of the Myriad Gods was born after the Canglan World and the Zhu Tian Battlefield were first connected. The first batch of evil cultivators and some scoundrels who entered the battlefield as cannon fodder, upon seeing the powerful alien races, wavered in their resolve and betrayed humanity, serving them as their masters."
"And those alien races seemed very skilled at this, and understood humans well, quickly controlling many people."
"At first, they were just a few different small cults. After several purges, they banded together, calling themselves the Church of the Myriad Gods!"
At this point, Zhan Wushuang gritted his teeth and said: "These scoundrels have been lurking within the Canglan World, attempting to help those alien races control the human world. I suspected them before, and now it's directly confirmed, it was them!"
Then he looked at Lu Chenxing and said seriously: "Although we don't know their plan, since they made such a big move this time, things are definitely not simple!"
"And as the one who broke their plan this time, you are probably already a thorn in the side of the Church of the Myriad Gods. They will absolutely not let you go!"
The serious and chilling words made Lu Chenxing swallow hard and force a dry laugh: "No way, I'm just a First-Order Mage. Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss...?"
He never expected that by simply saving a few flu patients, he would now be in mortal danger!
"No! It's very necessary!" Zhan Wushuang shook his head gently, "We have discovered that the reason this flu is incurable is because the flu virus contains incomplete rules. Although they seem very fragile, ordinary methods cannot completely eliminate them!"
"And although a few of us Sixth-Order old guys can act, our abilities are limited. The speed of healing simply cannot keep up with the speed of transmission. Furthermore, First-Order and Second-Order Professionals are too fragile; we don't dare to directly use rule baptism on a large scale, otherwise these Professionals might not be able to withstand it."
"Therefore, this viral flu is entirely the result of the Church of the Myriad Gods' meticulous planning. If it weren't for you, us old guys would probably still be sighing in despair. We might eventually find a way to solve it, but during that time, who knows how many innocent civilians would die!"
"Now their plan has been inadvertently disrupted by you. Do you think they want to kill you?"
After these few sentences, Lu Chenxing finally understood the seriousness of the situation, and a smile uglier than a cry appeared on his face, "Mayor, I'm still a First-Order Mage. My parents are missing, and I still need to find them. You must protect me!"
If it was truly as Zhan Wushuang said, and he had been targeted, Lu Chenxing understood that he was currently very weak and probably unable to resist. He could only seek help from Zhan Wushuang or Long Qifeng and others.
"Oh? Your parents are missing?" Zhan Wushuang asked with some surprise. He hadn't had time to investigate Lu Chenxing's background and didn't expect his parents to be missing. No wonder this child, at 18, was already the owner of a Card Shop.
"Yes, my father is Lu Ming, and my mother is Mu Qingyi..." Lu Chenxing informed Zhan Wushuang about his parents' situation, one by one.
A moment later, Zhan Wushuang seemed to realize something, then said with a solemn expression: "So it's them... Then you should know that your father and mother are quite powerful. Since they are both missing, it means that with your current strength, you probably can't do anything!"
Lu Chenxing knew about his parents' strength. Both were Fifth-Order Scholars, one on the technology side and one on the secret arts side. After all, to be able to teach at a university, their strength couldn't be low.
But both of them were focused on academics and had very few social interactions, so Lu Chenxing asked in surprise: "You know my parents?"
"I've heard of them. After all, pure Scholars like your parents are rare now." Zhan Wushuang sighed, as if remembering something, and didn't say anything more. He just waved his hand behind him, "Shadow One, you will be responsible for his safety in the near future."
The shadow behind him twisted slightly, and a completely black figure emerged from it, respectfully saying: "Yes!"
Subsequently, Lu Chenxing watched as the person named Shadow One walked behind him and disappeared into his shadow, without even asking for his opinion.