Three nine? Twenty-seven?

Ji Qianming was confused, "What is this? The name? Or is it just two numbers? What do these two numbers represent?"

"I don't know, until now, we still have no answer to this question... but we almost certainly have some words after the third and ninth, but he didn't have time to finish it at that time." Zhang Jingyan shook his head, "Perhaps these two words are part of the mysterious existence title."

"The mysterious existence of omniscient and omnipotent... What else exists in this world..." Ji Qianming was stunned and raised his head. His eyes seemed to want to see through the boundless void, through the thousands of worlds, and to see the truth.

"That existence is still too far away from us. Now, it is imperative to create a container that can store the fifth final." Zhang Jingyan knew what he was thinking when he saw Ji Qianming's eyes, and directly pulled his thoughts back.

"Where is the owner of "One Question"?" Ji Qianming came back to his senses and asked.

"Follow me."

...

Half an hour later, a shabby Internet cafe.

Pushing open the dusty glass door, a strong smell of smoke came to my face. In the dim and cramped Internet cafe, only a few computers were on the screen, and most of the computer hosts were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the air was filled with the unique sour smell of the old house.

Zhang Jingyan, Ji Qianming and Qingya walked into the Internet cafe. The old Internet administrator sitting in the counter glanced at them and said lightly: "Four pieces per hour."

Without saying a word, Qingya took out a big red banknote from his pocket. He was about to give it to the old network administrator, but was taken away by Zhang Jingyan. He glared at Qingya, put away the hundred-dollar banknote, and took out a wrinkled ten yuan from another pocket.

"It's just us, one hour." Zhang Jingyan pointed to himself and Ji Qianming.

Qingya was stunned, and then Zhang Jingyan's voice came quietly, "You go back to the car and wait... It's really, is it so rich? Is the money blowing from the strong wind?"

Qingya scratched his head awkwardly, and had to turn around and walk out the door.

Zhang Jingyan stared at the old network administrator, making him feel a little furious, "What are you doing to see me!"

"Look for money!" Zhang Jingyan widened his eyes and said with confidence: "Four dollars per hour, only eight dollars for two people. Don't you have to ask me for two dollars?"

"..." The old Internet administrator took out two coins from the drawer with disgust and threw them to Zhang Jingyan. The latter nodded with satisfaction and turned around and walked into the Internet cafe.

Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly and looked at Zhang Jingyan strangely. It was difficult for him to connect the now calculating middle-aged man with the guy who gave him hundreds of millions of dollars in luxury houses...

The two of them walked around the Internet cafe, and the old floor creaked. When they reached the corner of the Internet cafe, Zhang Jingyan seemed to have finally found the target. He walked straight to a young man holding a cigarette and playing games next to him, and turned on the machine.

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Qianming sat on the other side of the young man.

The young man glanced at Zhang Jingyan, blew the ashes, and said calmly: "Are you going to ask again?"

"Um."

"Have the money been in place?"

"One million has already arrived in your account."

"Okay." The young man turned off the game, rubbed his sore neck, and complained, "Their superpowers are flying and hiding fire and discharged electricity. Why is it so useless to me... I can't do anything except ask questions. Otherwise, I will ask Hangzhou Dad Ma's bank card password next year..."

"At least you can get one million a year now, which is already very good." Zhang Jingyan said lightly, "Don't forget that we have been monitoring you. If you break the law, we can imprison you naturally."

"I know, I know." The young man rolled his eyes and logged into his QQ.

Just then, Ji Qianming noticed that a gray leaf pattern flashed slightly on the back of his neck, and then in the QQ chat box, a mysterious contact with a blank avatar suddenly appeared, with a blank nickname, age, and information.

The young man double-clicked and opened the chat box, put his hands on the keyboard, "Say it, ask what."

Zhang Jingyan thought for a moment, "How to create a portable container that perfectly accommodates the fifth final and blocks the perception of the spiritual consciousness."

The young man quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers, entered Zhang Jingyan's words into the computer without saying a word, and then pressed Enter to send this message.

In the blank chat box, only this lonely message was hanging there, like a conversation with a ghost that did not exist at all.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In the quiet Internet cafe, three big men stared at the computer screen, and the air became quiet.

Dingdong!

The prompt sound suddenly rang, and a message traveled through thousands of worlds and was sent from the other side of the mysterious to the computer chat bar of this shabby Internet cafe.

This message has only six characters and two punctuation marks.

"Replica, Yugong Lingyin."

Zhang Jingyan was stunned and turned to look at Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming's pupils suddenly contracted, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he fell into deep thought.

The young man couldn't understand the content of this message at all. In fact, he didn't even understand what the question Zhang Jingyan asked just now. He just needed to send a message and collect money.

He leaned against the chair and took the cigarette back into his mouth, "Okay, the answer is already there, don't bother me to play games."

Zhang Jingyan didn't say much, but just stood up and gave Ji Qianming a look. The two of them left the Internet cafe at the same time.

"What do you think of that message?" Back in the car, Zhang Jingyan asked Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming pondered for a moment, "I think I understand what he means... In this case, only I can make this container. It seems that my next ability has been determined."

The deeper he thought about it, the more he felt the horror of the mysterious existence. He actually revealed his reproduction ability at the same time and could also think of the method of making containers based on himself...

So, no matter what happens, he can't escape that person's eyes? Maybe now, he is looking at himself?

Unconsciously, Ji Qianming looked up again, wanting to see something.

Of course, he couldn't see anything.

Zhang Jingyan nodded, "Then I'll ask you for this matter."

"But I still have one more question." Ji Qianming asked suddenly.

"What?"

"How did you ask the mysterious existence before QQ was invented?" Ji Qianming asked his doubts.
Chapter completed!