novelraw Chapter 169 : “Asset” Unboxing and the Next Round of “Venture Capital Projects”
Chapter 169 : “Asset” Unboxing and the Next Round of “Venture Capital Projects”
Chapter 169: “Asset” Unboxing and the Next Round of “Venture Capital Projects”
Lei Qianjue’s roar almost seemed to materialize.
“Chu Feng! Just you wait!”
“Once you leave the City That Never Sleeps, your death day will arrive!”
A threat—naked and undisguised.
The cultivators present instantly had complicated looks in their eyes as they gazed toward the Ascension Group’s private room.
There was schadenfreude, pity, and also a trace of anticipation for a good show.
In their view, although Chu Feng had won the auction through an unfathomable method, that victory looked more like a death warrant.
The ones he had offended were the Lei Family and the Heavenheart Holy Land!
One was a deeply rooted major family of the Western Regions, notorious for repaying grievances a hundredfold!
The other was an ancient sacred land that, though weakened, was still stronger than most—once standing shoulder to shoulder with the Falling Sun Sacred Sect!
With these two joining hands, let alone a mud-legged nobody from the Eastern Wasteland—even the sect master of a first-rate sect would have to carefully weigh his own limits.
Yet Chu Feng, standing at the center of the storm, seemed completely unfazed.
He even had the leisure to raise the teacup in his hand toward Lei Qianjue’s private room from afar, a gentle smile hanging at the corner of his mouth—so warm it made people grit their teeth.
“We will be waiting at any time for Young Lord Lei to visit my Ascension Group to discuss the matter of ‘asset transfer.’”
“Pu!”
Already on the verge of collapse, Lei Qianjue spat out another mouthful of old blood upon hearing this. His vision darkened, and he was directly knocked unconscious.
“Young Lord! Young Lord!”
Inside the Lei Family’s private room, chaos instantly erupted.
Chu Feng calmly withdrew his gaze, the feeling as if he had just completed an utterly insignificant “customer follow-up.”
“Ding.”
The restriction within the private room flashed. A massive chest forged from ten-thousand-year mysterious iron and engraved with dense, complex seals appeared out of thin air, landing steadily on the floor.
It was precisely the object that had driven the entire venue mad—the “previous Traverser’s Remains.”
“Chairman, you’re amazing!”
Zhao Wuji was the first to pounce forward, fervently stroking the icy chest as though caressing the skin of a peerless divine maiden.
“This is the art of ‘rules arbitrage’!”
“We didn’t spend a single coin—oh no, we used future ‘market dream ratios’ to lever such an enormous ‘multiplier’!”
Jian Wuxin and Feng Zhiruo also gathered around, their expressions complex.
Today had truly broadened their horizons.
So money could really be spent like this.
No—rather, so this was how one could play the game even without money.
“Alright, stop doing ‘asset valuation’ here.”
Chu Feng waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.
“The real ‘unboxing and inspection’ only begins now.”
He stepped forward and rapidly tapped the chest with his fingers. The intricate seals faded like flowing water.
“Ka-cha—”
The lid slowly opened, and an icy, desolate aura utterly incompatible with this cultivation world rushed out to meet them.
The shattered metallic skeleton lay quietly inside.
Every single bone was composed of precise gears, linkages, and rivets—filled with straight lines and geometric beauty, like a piece of postmodern industrial art, exuding a heart-stopping sense of ordered beauty.
“So… so beautiful…”
An unprecedented light bloomed in Leng Yanran’s eyes.
As the group’s Chief Product Officer, what she saw was not a skeleton, but a vast, untapped technological gold mine brimming with limitless treasure!
Chu Feng did not immediately study the gears and linkages. His gaze locked directly onto the skeleton’s chest cavity.
There, a palm-sized metallic disc composed of countless concentric rings was emitting a faint glow.
He reached out and carefully removed the disc.
It was icy to the touch, neither metal nor iron in texture.
The instant Chu Feng’s divine sense probed into it, a vast, chaotic torrent of information surged into his mind like a breached floodgate!
It was a completely different civilization.
Towering smokestacks, thunderous steam engines, sky-filling airships, and… countless figures clad in worn work uniforms, laboring frantically along assembly lines…
This was a steampunk world that had pushed “industry” to its absolute extreme!
And the owner of this skeleton had been a top-tier engineer from that world.
After traversing here, he had attempted to transform this world using his theory of “industrial cultivation,” but in the end, after touching the underlying rules of the world, he had been mercilessly erased by Heaven’s Dao.
“Interesting…”
As Chu Feng digested the information, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew ever richer.
“It seems this senior wanted to engage in ‘technological monopoly,’ only to be forcibly delisted by ‘market regulation.’”
At that moment, at the very end of the information stream, his divine sense discovered something unexpected.
It was a fragmented star map.
The material and style of the star map were exactly the same as the two black iron fragments he had previously obtained!
And what the star map pointed to was not some treasure vault, but the depths of a forbidden zone at the edge of the Mortal Realm, a place known as the “Gui Xu Rift.”
There, an almost imperceptible point of light was marked, beside which the engineer had left hurried, scrawled notes—
【The final shelter, backups of all my failed theories, and… the only hope.】
Chu Feng’s pupils abruptly contracted.
A shelter?
Backups?
Wasn’t this essentially a “cloud server” and a “disaster recovery center”?!
This skeleton was merely a “terminal”!
The real “core database” was in that so-called “shelter”!
Almost at the same time, outside the private room, Yao Yue’s lazy yet slightly grave voice quietly sounded.
“CEO Chu, sister has to remind you of something.”
“The Lei Family and Heavenheart Holy Land have already blocked all exits of the City That Never Sleeps.”
“They’ve made it clear—if you can walk out of the City That Never Sleeps today with this skeleton, then both families will write their surnames backward.”
The atmosphere inside the private room instantly froze.
Grim expressions appeared on the faces of Jian Wuxin and Feng Zhiruo.
This was no longer a simple threat—it was a deadlock to the death!
“Oh? Is that so?”
Chu Feng laughed instead. He tossed the metallic disc in his hand, as though it were not a deadly vortex, but a ticket to a new world.
Turning around, he clapped his hands toward the group inside the private room, whose expressions varied wildly, and announced with high spirits:
“Everyone!”
“The originally planned ‘Falling Sun Sacred Sect roadshow plan’ is temporarily shelved!”
“Now, I officially announce the launch of Ascension Group’s S+–grade special project—【Gui Xu Rift Risk Exploration and Core Technology M&A Plan】!”
“Our objective is—”
“Before the ‘competitors’ complete their ‘market layout,’ to seize the initiative and complete a full acquisition of the ‘core technological assets’!”
“In simple terms,”
Flames named “ambition” burned in Chu Feng’s eyes.
“We’re going to… loot that senior’s old home!”