Mysterious Revival

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"Nothing happened, everything was calm, and you were right, there was no special situation in the Eastern City District. It seems we need to check the reports from the other districts."

Yang Jian didn't know about the incident at Ye Feng's end. He drove around in circles for a while, but since he couldn't find the Ghost Infant, he had to give up.

He felt it was a waste of time.

He might as well do something else with his time.

"Work is over, go home and sleep, let's call it a day. If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow," Yang Jian said.

Zhang Han said, "But if we go back like this, won't it be difficult to explain ourselves?"

"What's there to explain? It's already 10 p.m., and according to working hours, I'm currently working overtime. What can we do if we can't find the Ghost Infant? In such a big city, getting to the bottom of it isn't a matter of one or two days," Yang Jian said.

Sun Yi said, "But aren't you being a bit too relaxed? After all, we're in the middle of a special situation, dealing with a supernatural event. Even if we didn't find anything, going home to sleep seems excessive."

Yang Jian said, "You must not have a girlfriend."

"Eh, how did you know?" Sun Yi responded.

"Who with a girlfriend wouldn't go home to sleep?" Yang Jian said with a knowing smile.

Sun Yi said, "..."

"Even if it's off work, it's probably better to stay together. If the three of us get separated, who knows if we'll have another chance to meet," Zhang Han said, "The last time at Huanggang Village, we learned a blood-soaked lesson."

During the last event, it was because they were separated that they were killed off one by one by a ghost.

If it hadn't been for Feng Quan from the Ghost Coffin who made up the numbers at the last moment, Yang Jian and Zhang Han would have died long ago.

"This event is different from the last one, being alone isn't that scary."

Yang Jian said, "Let's start taking action tomorrow for any issues. That's enough for today. It's impossible to solve everything in one day. Without enough information and intelligence, even if we stand guard here, we are just like online idle players, ineffective,"

"That's it, then. Let's meet up at the gymnasium tomorrow."

Hearing his reasoning, Sun Yi and Zhang Han didn't object because it made sense. Even if they stood guard in the Eastern City District 24/7, if there was no situation, there was no situation.

But Yang Jian's withdrawal wasn't because he was really going to sleep.

He had other things to do.

Solving the supernatural event was a priority, but his personal matters were also important.

After he returned to the neighborhood, Yang Jian saw the bank's security personnel transporting cases into the villa.

Jiang Yan was not at work but was directing on the side: "Carry the stuff inside, put it all in that room, don't just place them anywhere. They look quite heavy. I don't want to have to move them again later."

"Yang Jian, you've arrived just in time, your delivery has arrived."

Yang Jian approached and said, "Get in touch with President Zhang for me; I have something I want to ask him."

"What's the matter? May I know?" Jiang Yan asked.

"You'll know when it's time for you to know," Yang Jian stated.

"Okay then," Jiang Yan immediately contacted Zhang Xiangu, then said, "President Zhang is at the sales office over there; he'll be here soon."

"By the way, what are all these things you bought? They look pretty valuable."

Yang Jian said, "Nothing much, just a batch of gold. That is the last of the stock from the major banks in Dachang City."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

Soon after the items were all transported and the workers had left, Zhang Xiangu rushed over in a hurry.

"Brother Tui, Miss Jiang mentioned you were looking for me, is there something you need?" Zhang Xiangu inquired.

Yang Jian said, "Please sit down, President Zhang. Indeed, I have a matter to ask of you."

"If there's something, just say it. There's no need for pleasantries," said Zhang Xiangu with a smile.

Yang Jian asked, "By the way, I saw quite a few transport trucks coming in and out of the neighborhood when I was arriving. Did President Zhang buy something?"

Zhang Xiangu replied, "Nothing much, just some ordinary household supplies. Food at the supermarkets in Dachang City has been cleared out due to panic buying, but luckily I got in touch with several large supermarkets under my name to close early and had some of the stock brought over.

You know, Brother Tui, it's better to be safe than sorry, stocking up is never a mistake, and it's not like it cost a fortune."

"That makes sense, but besides household supplies, life protection is most important. Would President Zhang be willing to help me out and build a safe house for me?"

Yang Jian said, "I can't handle this myself; only a construction boss like President Zhang has the manpower and resources."

"A safe house? There are several basements in the neighborhood that I am already having built, just ahead of the construction work," Zhang Xiangu explained.

"But those only protect against disasters, not ghosts. I'm looking for a safe house that can protect against supernatural events," Yang Jian clarified.

Zhang Xiangu paused for a moment, "Brother Tui, what exactly are you planning?"

"Ghosts can't affect gold, and I plan to use the gold I have on hand to build a small room to shelter from supernatural events. The room must be as airtight as possible and also need to be very sturdy."

Yang Jian dragged a case from the nearby room, opened it, and it was full of gold bars.

"There's not much, just over two tons. I need to keep some spare, but does President Zhang have any good plans?"

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Even Zhang Xiangu, a wealthy man, was stunned by Yang Jian's big move.

With the gold market surging and capital flooding in, the price of physical gold changes daily.

With over two tons of gold, Yang Jian was undoubtedly the richest person in Dachang City.

Quickly recovering from his surprise, Zhang Xiangu pondered for a moment and then said, "Two tons of gold is honestly far from enough for building materials, but it could work for constructing a small room. I could melt the gold down into blocks, turn them into steel plates, and then weld them together. But that won't work; it's too thin and not sturdy enough.

Maybe it could be used as a layer in between two steel plates, that might be better..."

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After thinking for a while, he rubbed his head and said, "I need to find a designer to use the computer to work out the design, as well as the area of the safe house, and the number of people it can shelter, in addition to meeting all the necessary living conditions."

"Although this kind of project is small, there are too many factors to consider. I do have a suggestion, but I don't know if Brother Tui agrees."

Yang Jian asked, "What's your suggestion?"

"I've been building a shelter recently. The construction plan and design drawings are already complete and construction has already begun. Since it's just a modification, the progress is very quick. Probably within a month, it can be finished.

Instead of building a separate safe house, which doesn't meet the necessary living conditions, why not isolate a room within the shelter I'm building to serve as the safe house?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, "You suggest building the safe house inside your shelter, President Zhang?"

"I'm just making that suggestion," Zhang Xiangu said with an embarrassed smile, clearly aware that Yang Jian had seen through his intentions.

A safety house worth billions, even he couldn't afford to build it. Yang Jian must have a reason for wanting to build one, and if he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefit, he would have wasted a lifetime in business.

Yang Jian thought for a moment. Even though Zhang Xiangu was somewhat self-interested, this was indeed a win-win cooperation.

He couldn't possibly build a safe house with his own hands and was short of manpower. No company would take on such a project under these conditions, and even if one did, Yang Jian wouldn't feel comfortable entrusting all of his gold to someone else.

Moreover, a safe house is not just a single room but also requires various supporting facilities, such as ventilation, living water, supplies storage, and so forth on various aspects.

Zhang Xiangu could perfectly solve all these other problems and was trustworthy.

"It's fine, let's build it within your shelter, President Zhang. A safe house can't be too big, and the number of people it can maintain in refuge is limited. I wonder how you plan to allocate these, President Zhang?" said Yang Jian.

The allocation of people could also be seen as the distribution of shares.

Once the shelter was built, how many shares would Yang Jian hold, and how many would Zhang Xiangu hold?

Now, Zhang Xiangu felt troubled; of course, he would prefer a fifty-fifty split, but Yang Jian was investing billions worth of gold. To split it fifty-fifty was as if he was taking Yang Jian for a fool.

Business is important, so are relationships.

"How about seventy-thirty? If the materials aren't enough, I can add some gold." After hesitating, Zhang Xiangu offered his price.

Yang Jian thought for a moment and replied, "That's fine."

Zhang Xiangu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thanks, Brother Tui."

Judging from the prices offered by both sides, he had certainly gained the upper hand. After all, to come up with that much gold, even if he sold all his assets, he might not be able to raise the necessary amount.

"President Zhang, please start the construction as soon as possible. As for the gold, have someone come to move it tomorrow. Also, make sure not to make the gold sheets too thin when enlarging the safe house. If it's too thin, like a piece of paper that easily tears, then it's useless," Yang Jian said.

"Rest assured, Brother Tui. I will ensure the proper thickness and won't let the quality drop," said Zhang Xiangu; "It won't be of low quality."

"That's settled then. Additionally, President Zhang, it would be best to find a doctor to check every person in the community daily, especially their abdomens. If anyone turns out to be pregnant, let me know immediately," Yang Jian said.

Although Zhang Xiangu didn't fully understand, he knew it must be for a reason and nodded in agreement.

After discussing other matters, the two parted ways.

"Building a golden house, how extravagant. Such a young man with deep pockets, spending billions without even blinking an eye. Compared to Yang Jian, that kid Zhang Wei is simply idiotic. Other than playing games all day, live-streaming, and jerking off, he's absolutely useless, and now he's even stopped reading. I'm afraid he has no chance of going to college anymore."

On the way back, Zhang Xiangu was still amazed by Yang Jian's decision and felt ashamed of the gap between his own son and Yang Jian.

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I'll have to go back and give that kid a thrashing to vent my anger."

Zhang Xiangu nodded to himself, then his mood brightened.

Meanwhile, at the villa.

"Yang Jian, I'm so bored. If this continues, I think I'll go crazy. Aren't we going to do something to pass the time? How about we play roleplay?" After everyone left, Jiang Yan came over and sat down, pouting and hugging Yang Jian's arm, proposing.

"Like what?" Yang Jian asked.

"How about I dress up as a nurse and give you an injection, or I be the teacher and you be the student? Or, I could be a housewife and you could be a delivery man, how about that?" Jiang Yan suggested.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said, "Did you sneak onto Zhang Wei's computer? And did you open that folder named 'Battle at Mount Akina'?"

"How did you know?" Jiang Yan's eyes widened.

"Is it strange that I know?" Yang Jian replied.

"So are we still going to play?" Jiang Yan asked suggestively in his ear.

"We could use this time to count exactly how many grams of gold we have, so we don't get it wrong when handing it over to Zhang Xiangu tomorrow. Remember to keep the accounts straight. Although personal feelings are important, some accounts still need to be clear. And remember to supervise the work. That way, he'll be assured, and so will I," Yang Jian instructed.

"Now?" Jiang Yan's face fell instantly. "Can it wait until tomorrow?"

"Sure, then you can write your resignation letter today, and tomorrow I'll hire an accountant," Yang Jian said.

"Wait for me, I'll do the accounting right now," Jiang Yan immediately got up, then hurried off.

At that moment, Yang Jian's satellite-located phone suddenly transmitted Liu Xiaoyu's voice, "Yang Jian, there's a situation. Ye Feng and He Chuan have gone missing."

"Two grown men might have just gone sword fighting this late at night; no need to make a fuss. I still need to sleep," Yang Jian murmured.

"The message from Zhao Kaiming says they encountered supernatural events. You should head to the gym early tomorrow. Professor Wang has called for a meeting," Liu Xiaoyu said.

"Another meeting?"

"This time, we have important clues, so please be there."

"I got it," Yang Jian pondered.

Sure enough, his previous deduction was correct. His own Eastern City District was unscathed while people from other districts suffered bad luck.

That He Chuan probably plays a cannon fodder role and is most likely gone.

As for Ye Feng, that guy is too boastful; dying wouldn't be so easy for him.

But the fact that both men disappeared together definitely indicated something fishy was going on.