Chapter 88 Relocation and the Amazing Blind Box
Chapter 88 Relocation and the Amazing Blind Box
Chapter 88 Relocation and the Amazing Blind Box
In the capital city, in the president's office of the Traditional Martial Arts Association, Luo Zhenkun said, "Go through the proper procedures and hold a ring exchange match according to legal formalities. Hint to that Zhalun, don't hold back, teach that kid a lesson."
"That's one way, but as you just said, this kid is quite strong. He easily defeated Zhao Tieying, who has already reached the rank of colonel. How strong is that Thai man?!"
"Winning or losing doesn't matter; it's their own business," Luo Zhenkun said. "Hu Biao's loss has nothing to do with our association, while the Thai people's loss might actually benefit us," said the person on the sofa. "In short, after this exchange, the focus will be on the two of them, and the association's pressure will be greatly reduced, allowing us to concentrate on our own affairs."
This is our own business!
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense.
"Shimin, is the plan going smoothly?!"
The man sitting on the sofa is Xu Shimin, the manager of the Traditional Martial Arts Association. This is only his public identity. In the shadows, he also has intricate connections with several capital groups.
Hearing Luo Zhenkun's question, Xu Shimin smiled wryly. "There's nothing particularly smooth or unsuccessful about it. Using the internet to filter information from the public, including funding some traditional martial arts enthusiasts to record high-quality instructional videos and widely disseminate them online, is essentially a backup plan to cast a wide net. At most, it will only catch a few ordinary people with decent aptitude. The real obstacle comes from the government. They don't agree to open the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum. Although we've tried various indirect methods to contact some experts and scholars, the government seems to have other considerations—"
"Can you confirm that thing is in the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum?!"
"Based on cross-referencing of multiple historical documents and secret surveys, we are more than 80% certain that another known Ling Shu Ring, which is likely more complete than the existing one, is located inside the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's Mausoleum. Last time, the huge blunder that Governor Ma made during his live broadcast on Mars was the best opportunity, and we were ready to start making our move, but then—"
At this point, he shook his head, his tone tinged with regret: "Governor Ma admitted defeat too quickly and issued a public apology. We didn't even have time to organize an effective coordinated effort before the opportunity was missed. Currently, the official attitude towards actively excavating the Ancestral Dragon Mausoleum remains very cautious, even prohibitive. It would be extremely difficult to promote it through conventional means."
The meeting room fell silent again, with only Hu Biao's frozen smiling face on the screen, seemingly mocking everything in silence.
"Po Hai, you have a lot of collaborations with the official channels, what do you think?!"
The one known as Po Hai was the middle-aged man named Yang Po Hai. He was one of the seven general-level martial artists in the Eastern Kingdom, and also the only one outside the official system.
He shook his head. "Impossible. Opening the Ancestral Dragon Tomb is a major national policy with far-reaching implications. How could I possibly have a say in it? Besides, given my current status, any move I make will definitely attract attention."
"That's true. We managed to find the whereabouts of the Ling Shu Ring after several years, let alone the authorities," Shimin nodded from the sofa.
A dark, unfathomable light flashed in Luo Zhenkun's eyes. He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and slowly said, "Since there are so many obstacles to pushing the official excavation—can we think of another way?"
He spoke softly, but in the quiet conference room, his words were clearly heard by the other two.
Yang Pohai frowned sharply and looked at Luo Zhenkun with eyes as sharp as knives.
Xu Shiming adjusted his glasses, the glare obscuring the fleeting glint in his eyes. He merely nodded slightly, not immediately responding. "We've already been secretly searching for suitable personnel, and have tentatively identified four. However, this matter is of paramount importance, and we must ensure absolute success. We anticipate needing to spend several more years on preliminary work. I just don't know about Mr. Po Hai's side—"
"I can wait a few years," Yang Pohai said. "However, the more thorough this matter is, the better. There's more than just the Spirit Pivot Ring in the Ancestral Dragon Tomb. If we touch a nerve with the authorities—"
"I understand. I will handle this matter well!" Xu Shimin nodded in agreement.
Outside Jiangcheng University, in the Waterside Blue Mountain residential area, Hu Biao blinked. The image of the East China Martial Arts Association president's office disappeared. His expression was calm as his fingers lightly traced the keyboard in front of him. "So, in Zhou Shen's diary, Wang Shanmeng, who robbed the Ancestral Dragon Tomb three years later, was arranged by this group of people?!"
"It seems the Ancestral Dragon's tomb cannot be preserved!"
He stood up, went to the kitchen to get a steel spoon, and once again activated his high-dimensional vision. The entire solar system appeared before him like a miniature sand table. He skipped Mars and focused his attention on Earth's faithful satellite, the Moon.
"This will do. Quiet, undisturbed, vacuum-sealed, constant temperature, a natural super vault," he muttered to himself, locking onto the edge of a massive crater on the far side of the moon. It was far from Earth's view and avoided potential future exploration targets.
He probed the depths of the moon's subsurface with a spoon, and like a child digging in the sand, he gently scooped it up, as if digging out a watermelon. He scooped out a circular cavity more than 300 meters in diameter in this area, and sprinkled the spoonful of precious lunar soil onto the asteroid belt. Then, his vision instantly switched back to Earth, to Mount Li, and he once again probed the spoon from beneath the sealed earth. In this way, he scooped up the Ancestral Dragon Tomb with a single spoonful.
Holding the spoon, he carefully inserted the ball of soil into the cavity on the moon. Then, he took a few spoonfuls of soil from the ground near Mount Li and filled it back into the sealed soil, slowly compacting it. He didn't care about the soil structure, composition, or anything like that, since he wouldn't have to use his brain in the future anyway.
After doing all this, he looked at the burial mound of Mount Li, then at the new home he had found for the Ancestral Dragon Tomb, and showed a very satisfied expression. Only then did he shift his gaze away from the location of the Ancestral Dragon Tomb and naturally sweep his eyes over the surrounding, more expansive lunar plains covered by the eternal shadow. Then, his gaze suddenly froze, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints.
"What the hell is this?!"
Not far away, in a relatively flat area covered with even and fine lunar dust, an extremely tiny, discordant bump caught his eye.
He stared blankly for a long time, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed them again, his mouth slightly open, and zoomed in—
He had observed the moon from a higher-dimensional perspective before, and this was not the first time he had zoomed in with his view like this. However, those observations were only to get a general idea. The moon is so big and so desolate that you get tired of looking at it after a couple of times. Who would spend all day observing this place? After all, the places he wanted to observe and could observe were much more vast than the moon.
But what he saw today was somewhat unexpected. The protrusion, only about ten centimeters high, was as insignificant as a speck of dust on a giant's skin in the macroscopic lunar landscape. But when scaled up to almost life-size, it became somewhat out of place with its surroundings.
Look left, look right, look up, look down —
After looking at it from all angles for a long time, I finally realized that what was in front of me was not a masterpiece of nature, but a man-made object!
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