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Manager Huang said, "Yes, Lanxiang Cinema used to be called Fenghua Theater, and it performed traditional operas. That was about sixty years ago, before the Great Reclamation even started. Is Mr. Chen looking for this person? If she's still alive, she'd be an old woman now."
Chen Chuan nodded. "Yes, thank you, Manager Huang."
"Mr. Chen, you're too polite. Mr. Chen solved this matter, you can be considered Huang's benefactor."
Chen Chuan said, "The matter is settled. Manager Huang, I should go back now."
"Alright, alright, Mr. Chen, take care on your way back. Come again next time, and I, Huang, will personally entertain you."
Manager Huang enthusiastically saw Chen Chuan into the car and returned upstairs, muttering to himself, wondering why Chen Chuan was looking for a woman from so many years ago.
Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he tremblingly took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. He composed himself and said, "It's resolved, it's resolved. A good sleep, a good sleep will do the trick."
On Chen Chuan's side, he took a car all the way back to Wuyi Academy. Back in the dormitory, he raised his hand forcefully, and the underarm of his clothes immediately tore open.
Unsurprisingly, the clothes had become old and brittle. He grabbed the collar of his Chest and tore it apart with a little force.
He had brought a change of clothes before setting out today, so fortunately, the situation wasn't as bad as he had imagined.
He tidied up the scraps of cloth, took a shower in the washroom, and went back to catch up on his sleep.
He woke up at eight in the morning. He glanced at his Second Self, which was showing continuous signs of fading, but this time, it seemed very rewarding.
He examined himself with the Xiqiao Breathing Technique. This time, stimulated by the Supernatural Entity, the Mutated Tissue in his body had grown for about a month, indirectly strengthening the Mutated Tissue. If he hadn't made up for the loopholes in advance, the result wouldn't have been so pleasant, and it might have gone in another bad direction.
The continuous presence of fading signs indicated there were additional negative influences. However, his Merge time was no longer what it used to be, and he judged that he might be able to remove these things even sooner.
He first had breakfast, then called Cheng Zitong to tell him that the matter had been resolved. The latter asked him to come to the administration building.
He agreed and left the dormitory building, turning towards the school's administration building and arriving at the logistics office on the sixth floor.
The office door was open. When he arrived, Cheng Zitong was on the phone. When he saw him, he motioned for him to come in and sit down, then looked up and said, "The tea is in the cabinet."
Chen Chuan saw that the water in his teacup was almost empty, went over to pick up the thermos and filled it, then sat down on the side.
After Cheng Zitong finished the call and signed a few forms, he walked to the door, called someone over, gave a few instructions, then walked back, looked him up and down, and said with a smile, "Looks like it went smoothly."
Chen Chuan said sincerely, "Teacher's method worked very well."
As he spoke, he took out the ancient mirror, but then he noticed that the originally rusty mirror surface had become as bright as new.
Cheng Zitong didn't seem surprised at all. He took the mirror from his hand, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and put it in, then said, "Tell me the details."
Chen Chuan described the process. Then he took out the photo from his pocket. "I found a photo where the Supernatural Entity disappeared. After asking around, I found out that it was an old photo from more than sixty years ago, which might be related to this Supernatural Entity."
Cheng Zitong walked over, took it, looked at it, and handed it back to him, saying in a relaxed tone, "Keep this photo. We can't trace those past things anymore. After dealing with urban Supernatural Entities, sometimes things are left behind, and you've also seen that these things can change. You can collect them. Some of them may be useful in the future, like my ancient mirror."
"Okay, teacher."
Chen Chuan agreed, and then he couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what exactly are these Supernatural Entities or urban legends?" He was still very curious about this question. Cheng Zitong didn't answer directly last time, so he took the opportunity to ask again.
Cheng Zitong said, "After experiencing this incident, you should have some guesses in your mind, right? But I want to say that what you see is only a part, and it doesn't represent the whole.
On this path, I am just a student and explorer like you. I just walked a little earlier and came into contact with more things, but I can't get the real answer either. My statement may mislead you.
So my suggestion is, don't rush to draw conclusions. Wait a little longer, see a little more. When you come into contact with more, you may have your own new judgments."
Chen Chuan nodded. "Student understands." After a pause, he said again, "Teacher, student would like to ask, if student plans to take the Unlimited Self-Defense Permit exam, what is the procedure?"
When Cheng Zitong heard him mention this, his expression became serious. He walked to the door, looked out, closed the door, and said, "Don't rush this matter. The New Year holiday is in a few days. Before that, I'll find time to talk to you in detail."
Chen Chuan said, "Okay, teacher."
He didn't disturb Cheng Zitong any further, left the office, and when he came to the corridor, he glanced outside and saw snowflakes falling.
Inadvertently, a snow fell.
A day later, Guangmo Street, south of the city.
Inside a simply decorated venue, a twenty-seven- or eight-year-old man in a white shirt was looking back and forth at the sheets of paper in his hand, looking worried.
Several young people were sitting next to him, both male and female, each wearing exquisite and well-fitting clothes, but all looked listless at the moment.
A large chandelier was hanging above everyone, and a map of Yangzhi City and the surrounding counties and towns was spread on the solid wood table in front of them, with many marks marked with different colored drawing pens.
At this moment, the door was slammed open, and the wind and snow outside the door poured in with a person, causing the people in the venue to shiver.
"Hiss, freezing me to death."
"Quick, close the door!"
"Xiao Jiang, are you out of your mind? Close the door."
Xiao Jiang didn't care about being scolded a few times. He hurriedly pushed the door shut, ran to the man, and said, "Brother Ren, do you know? I heard that the Youying Supernatural Entity in Lanxiang Cinema has been resolved."
"Resolved?"
Brother Ren was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, grabbed Xiao Jiang, and asked eagerly, "Resolved?"
Xiao Jiang nodded vigorously.
The young people also raised their heads after hearing this.
Brother Ren asked anxiously, "Who solved it? Have you found out?"
"Asked, asked," Xiao Jiang said, "Manager Huang said that he couldn't disclose the client's information, but I found out that his driver was responsible for picking him up every time someone came, so I gave his assistant some money. That assistant privately told me that he was a Wuyi student. He couldn't say the name, but he always came with weapons. Manager Huang found him through personal connections."
"From Wuyi? And he always came with weapons? Then he must have obtained a Weapon Permit, no wonder!" Brother Ren said excitedly, "This is exactly the person we need!"
However, a young man poured cold water on him from his seat, "Brother Ren, don't be happy too early. Wuyi students are not so easy to invite. They all go to large Commission Companies, why would they come to our newly established small temple?"
Brother Ren was very confident, "How would we know if we don't try? Have we forgotten what our dream is? We want to make the Company the largest Commission Company in Yangzhi City and the entire prefecture. We will find ways to overcome these small difficulties in front of us."
He encouraged the young people present, "We are not as good as those large companies now, so starting with these Supernatural Entities is the best breakthrough. The experts who can solve these kinds of things are the clients we need to find. We must find a way to convince him and invite him to join us."
"Okay, Brother Ren, you are right, but we can't even enter Wuyi Academy, and we don't even know the name, so how can we see him?"
Someone said, "Doesn't Manager Huang know him?"
"Impossible, Manager Huang has a lot of professional ethics. If he leaks the information of the Commissioned party, no one will hire him in the future, and even he found him through personal connections, he won't help us."
"Then give the assistant more money. If he can reveal a little, he can reveal more. If there is no name, there can be a description of the appearance. There are not many people with Weapon Permits, so we can definitely find him."
Brother Ren listened to the young people's debate, thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers, "That's right, Arena tournament!"
"What?" The young people all looked over.
Brother Ren clenched his fists, and said with great interest, "Wuyi Academy has Arena tournaments at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. At that time, citizens can enter the Academy to watch the games. As long as we get tickets, we have the opportunity to enter Wuyi Academy! Then we might be able to find him!"
"That's right!"
The young people's eyes lit up. They also liked to watch the Arena tournaments. They could find people and watch the games at the same time. It was a win-win situation.
At this time, a Young woman with a bun raised her hand and said crisply, "Leave the matter of getting tickets to me. I haven't helped everyone with anything yet."
"Okay, we'll leave it to Xiao Wan."
Brother Ren agreed very readily.
It may be difficult for others to get these tickets, but it is not a problem for these wealthy disciple gathered together, and they got enough tickets in just half a day.
However, today is already the 27th, and the holiday is in two days. Tomorrow's Arena tournament is also the last day of the year. If we don't find him at this time, we may have to wait until next year.
Originally, the young people were very lazy and felt that it would be fine to find him next year, but Brother Ren disagreed and gave a convincing reason:
"Such an expert, we have noticed, other Commission Companies will definitely notice too. If we don't find him as soon as possible, he may be snatched away by other Companies!"
Under this reason, the young people immediately drove to Wuyi Academy on the same day they got the tickets.
At nearly six o'clock, Chen Chuan walked out of the training room. He had just heard the dormitory teacher knocking on the door, saying that he should clean up the internal transfer box.
So he walked out, opened the box, and saw that it was full of transfer letters, which surprised him a bit.
He took the letters back to the dormitory and looked at them one by one, and found that many of them were sent by Senior Students. Most of them said that they wanted to have a meal with him and get to know him, this Junior, and the wording was very enthusiastic and polite.
Chen Chuan looked at the dates of the transfer letters, and they all appeared in these two days. He thought about it and realized that this was likely related to the resolution of the Lanxiang Cinema incident.
Many graduated students and Senior Students are interning and working in various Commission Companies, and it is likely that they knew about this and came over. With the energy of the Commission Company, it is not difficult to know that he did it. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
He sorted out the letters, first prepared to solve dinner, and then walked out of the dormitory building, and saw a female senior wearing imported formal wear, looking heroic and sassy, standing there, seemingly waiting for someone.
He glanced at her and continued to walk forward, but at this time, there were footsteps chasing up from behind, and a voice came: "Chen Classmate? Is it Chen Classmate? Please wait a moment."
Chen Chuan stopped, turned to the side, and asked, "Senior, what's the matter?"
The female senior stretched out her fair hand and said with a smile, "Chen Classmate, nice to meet you for the first time. My name is Min Lan, a graduate of Wuyi. I am now a client at a Commission Company. You should have received the name card that we entrusted Fang Classmate to send last time."
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