kvmb Chapter 124 The Mysterious Church and the New World
Chapter 124 The Mysterious Church and the New World
The flight back to China took off at 3 p.m. on November 12, and it was already dark when the three of them arrived home.
Zhang Hui went to order takeout, while Jiang Lin and Ji Xingyi went upstairs to rest. Ji Xingyi had just brought his luggage upstairs when his phone vibrated. He thought it was Lin Ruian coming to cause trouble, but it turned out to be Chen Jiangqiao.
Seeing that Jiang Lin went into the room to pack his things, Ji Xing turned around and went to the study to call Chen Jiangqiao back.
"Why did you go abroad with Jiang Lin?" The voice on the other end of the phone was laced with sourness.
Ji Xingyi frowned: "You investigated me?"
Chen Jiangqiao: "Please, it's your own photo that you posted on your WeChat Moments, I'm not blind!"
Ji Xingyi then remembered that Jiang Lin had sent him a travel photo using his phone last night; he had indeed misunderstood Chen Jiangqiao. Ji Xingyi composed himself and asked, "Has the bombing case been investigated?"
Chen Jiangqiao: "There are really no leads on the bombing case, but I asked a friend abroad to help me find the six-pointed star you drew last time. I'll send you a picture, see if it's this one?"
Ji Xingyi glanced at the message, his expression instantly turning serious. The photo showed a photocopy of a tattered document that had been burned. Although the black seal at the end was not very clear, Ji Xingyi was certain that it was the sealing wax pattern of the mysterious envelope.
Chen Jiangqiao: "This is the logo of a private church abroad; there's no publicly available information about it online. My friend only found out that the church is called New..."
“A new world…” Ji Xingyi was shocked.
Chen Jiangqiao asked in surprise, "You already knew?"
"Is it similar to Catholicism or Christianity?" Ji Xingyi continued to ask.
“I don’t know,” Chen Jiangqiao shook his head on the other end of the phone. “When my friend was inquiring in the overseas hacker community, someone anonymously warned him not to investigate this church and deleted all posts and accounts, and even told him to change his address.”
"Doesn't that sound terrifying? Haha..." Chen Jiangqiao chuckled twice, and seeing no response from the other end of the phone, he sighed: "My friend didn't dare to investigate, so he sent me this photo in the end."
"I had someone repair it; the things in the photo came from encrypted files of the Red Army from the last century."
North of China lies a powerful empire no less formidable than China itself—the Silver Alliance. The Silver Alliance has a history of periods of division and reunification, and at its zenith a century ago, it possessed an invincible army known as the Crimson.
Chen Jiangqiao: "This thing has been through war, and the writing is blurry. I had someone translate the Russian on it and pieced it together. It is roughly about the early 19th century when the Red Army and this New World Church were cooperating on research into meteorites or something in a nuclear submarine base."
Ji Xingyi's gaze darkened. The fact that New World was able to cooperate with foreign militaries in the last century was not only due to its long history, but also reflected its power.
It's terrifying that such a powerful church could remain hidden in this information age.
"That's enough for now. You don't need to check anymore. I'll transfer the remaining payment to you." Ji Xingyi felt a bit like smoking. He hadn't smoked since going abroad and didn't have any cigarettes with him.
Ji Xingyi remembered that there was one in the bookcase drawer, so she turned around and saw that the study door was half open at some point.
Jiang Lin was leaning against the corridor outside the study, his gaze passing through the dim light as he stared at him for an unknown amount of time.
Ji Xingyi's hand holding the phone trembled, and the atmosphere froze.
On the other end of the phone, Chen Jiangqiao was still rambling on: "I don't want the rest of the money, how about you help me clear a dungeon?"
"...Hello? Hello! Ji Xingyi...?"
"Just one instance! Is that okay?!"
Jiang Lin's lips curled up slightly: "Why aren't you answering?"
Ji Xingyi remained silent.
Jiang Lin stepped forward, took the phone from Ji Xingyi's hand, and said into the phone, "Stop calling, I've agreed on his behalf."
After Jiang Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone in front of Ji Xingyi. However, less than 5 seconds later, Chen Jiangqiao called back, unwilling to give up.
Jiang Lin glanced at the man with the complicated expression and simply turned on the speakerphone.
Chen Jiangqiao, unaware of how much Jiang Lin had overheard, was concerned for Ji Xingyi's safety: "Where's Xingyi? What did you do to him?"
Jiang Lin raised her hand and touched the man's chin, then sneered at Chen Jiangqiao on the other end of the phone: "Of course, I'll do what you want to do most!"
After saying this, Jiang Lin immediately turned off his phone.
Ji Xing sighed and wrapped his arms around the young man.
Concealing things will only breed suspicion and make things worse.
So this time he chose to be honest: "What is the new world?"
Jiang Lin knew this day would come from the moment he overheard Ji Xingyi's conversation with Chen Jiangqiao.
I had also imagined such a situation and how he should respond perfectly.
But when the time actually came, my throat became dry.
“A group of…” Jiang Lin lowered his eyes slightly: “abnormal humans.”
In fact, even the category of "human" is a stretch.
But if he didn't use the word "human," what word could he use without scaring Koichi?
Ji Xing's gaze darkened, and the next second, Jiang Lin's cheek brushed against his face.
Ji Xingyi knew that Jiang Lin really liked this kind of subtle skin contact, like with small animals.
Sometimes it's an expression of love, and sometimes it's an expression of comfort.
"The New World is more terrifying than Dead Soul Island?" Ji Xingyi's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "Can you tell me?"
“It’s different,” Jiang Lin shook his head slightly: “The existence of Dead Soul Island is beyond our comprehension, and even the New World cannot match it.”
"But the death game we're participating in has a solution; it's balanced and won't exceed the player's limits."
Lower-level dungeons have more solutions, while higher-level dungeons, although more difficult, always offer a glimmer of hope.
Therefore, Jiang Lin never uses superhuman abilities on Dead Soul Island. He can sense that as long as he follows the rules of the game, Dead Soul Island will also follow its rules.
Ji Xingyi: "And what about the new world?"
“I was born for the new world, it won’t hurt me, but…” Jiang Lin paused here.
In a sense, the arrival of the new world will actually be more beneficial to these "new humans".
"Is it because of me?" A pang of heartache flashed in Ji Xing's eyes, and she couldn't help but hug Jiang Lin tighter.
The next day, Wednesday, Jiang Lin was lifted off the bed by Ji Xingyi.
Ji Xingyi: "Listen to me, it's time to go to school."
Jiang Lin has taken too much leave lately; if he doesn't go back to check his attendance, he'll definitely fail his final exams. Although Ji Xingyi can afford to support Jiang Lin, he still needs to get his diploma. Even Ji Xingyi himself is constantly shuttling between the company and the school.
Jiang Lin was speechless. He had never heard of any villain who was supposed to destroy the world needing to go to school and clock in.
At 11 a.m., as soon as Jiang Lin's class ended, Wang Zhe cornered him.
"Third brother, I sent you a message but you didn't reply. It's only been a few days, and our relationship has already faded?" If there weren't so many people after class, Wang Zhe would have burst into tears.
"Sorry, I forgot about you." It's not Jiang Lin's fault. Wang Zhe always sends messages during prime time. He and someone else are busy, so they don't have time to reply to him. They forget about him even more the next day.
"About Xuehui's matter, I didn't mean to blame you. I was just asking about the situation, to gain experience." Wang Zhe was afraid that Jiang Lin had developed a grudge because of this, so he quickly explained, "You have to take me with you next time you run a dungeon! Aren't we still good brothers?!"
“Okay, tomorrow night at 8 pm.” Since we were just one player short for the game, Jiang Lin readily agreed.