Who gave you permission to travel through time with Earth?

Chapter 76 Entering the game again

"Relax, relax. We have designated people for all the channels, big and small. We can operate smoothly even if we leave it alone. In addition, the gang members will report to me on any of the patriarch's actions. The West Market is far from out of control."

Guo Shi, however, waved his hand dismissively, while simultaneously grabbing the orange juice he had just bought in the car, bringing it to his lips, biting the straw, and slurping down most of it.

"Besides, we have Grandpa Xu Hao looking after us..."

"That old bastard is the one I worry about the most..."

"So I left two agreements for the gang."

Guo Shi immediately interrupted, holding up two fingers with a straw in his mouth, and said with a smug look on his face,

"It depends on the situation. If Xu Hao wants to take over our assets, Boss Jiang of Luoqianfang will legally take over all our assets... temporarily. This is a good deal you've made, Deputy Chief."

"And if Jiang Chan turns against us and takes control of the channels, the old man will get the exact same documents. How could he possibly let go of such a lucrative opportunity? I imagine... he'll fight Jiang Chan like dogs until the end."

"I'm not losing out either way."

"..."

"……hiss."

Fang Jin thought for a long time but couldn't find many flaws. After all, even in the worst-case scenario, Luoqianfang and Shaojiuhui had joined forces to try and take over the shops' business.

In that case, even if they were still in the West Market, they wouldn't have much ability to resist. On the contrary, they have successfully escaped now, and even most of their wealth has been taken by Fang Jin... It's definitely not a loss.

"Moreover, those channels recognize the reputation we built up. Our reputation won't necessarily decline even if we leave for half a month, and the contact information for those channels is scattered among individuals."

"How many people are in the Red Whistle Gang? Who in the West Market can say for sure? Not many people had even heard of us before. Once we take off our whistles, wash our makeup, and change into normal clothes, who would recognize us?"

"Even if those two families take some action, how much gold can they find amidst this scattered mess?"

At this moment, Fang Jin had already gently put Guo Shi down and even carried him to sit on the leather sofa by the window. This is a true business talent. Jin Fugui really gave him a great gift.

Fang Jin didn't think she had any business talent. Her original identity as a black market merchant was just a transition, and she was just taking advantage of the conflict to make some quick money, which is why she was able to give it up so easily.

But now... he feels he can continue in this role, and even go deeper into it.

Guo Shi's talent in this area gradually began to emerge after she received material and military support; Fang Jin only needed to let her do it.

"...I'm waiting for you to feed me riches."

"I also expect you to act as my biggest protector."

Guo Shi said with a smile, while taking out a stack of documents from the small briefcase at his waist and scattering them on the transparent square table in front of him. He then picked up each document and held it up to Fang Jin's eyes to look at it.

"At the same time, as a bargaining chip, or rather a deposit, to lure us to the main urban area, Boss Jiang also gave us several plots of land for shops in the main urban area. I have seen them, and the locations and circulation are very good."

"If Jiang Chan doesn't let go when we go back, these things will be ours. At worst, the Red Whistle Gang will have to change its base. If those two really behave themselves... we can buy these properties."

"Look at these..."

"..."

Five hours later, it was completely dark. Fang Jin's initial surprise turned into a look of deep resentment. She felt as if the pen and paper in her hand and the backpack behind her were pressing down on her like a mountain.

If the train hadn't reached the next station and the impact of the crashing locomotive hadn't thrown Guo Shi backward, knocking him unconscious against the wall, Fang Jin wouldn't know when he would have finished class.

After handing Guo Shi over to the unconscious Wu Sha, Fang Jin hurriedly ran back to her room. Although Jiang Chan was beautiful but cunning, she wouldn't mistreat Fang Jin in this regard.

With a private room and a two-meter-wide viewing window, the rumbling of the train could hardly penetrate the interior of the carriage. At most, a few wisps of black smoke would occasionally pass by the desolate and oppressive view through the window.

After gradually learning about various information, Fang Jin discovered that although the main world was very similar to Earth, it was five to six times larger in area, with vast stretches of undeveloped, uninhabited wasteland.

After all, there have been far too many disasters. The arrival of the system brought countless powers and resources, and even opportunities to advance in life levels, but only a very small number of people could benefit from it.

The resulting erosion has drastically reduced the population density, which was already equivalent to that of the Earth in the 1980s, to its current level.

Furthermore, numerous dangerous no-go zones for the living were created within each major region. The City That Never Sleeps specifically refers to the black market, but the Seventh District encompasses the wilderness for hundreds of miles around, making leaving the city a luxury.

The express train, which takes three days to travel, would have been able to traverse a great nation in his previous life, but here it couldn't even reach one of the fourteen major regions. This left Fang Jin feeling somewhat helpless.

But he had no intention of wasting these three days.

"Sizzle—"

Fang Jin's fingers gripped the edge of the window frame and easily sank in. Then, she pulled sharply to the lower left! A familiar blue and white space appeared on the other side of the gap—the simulated space.

He braced himself against the window frame and climbed over, entering the room he knew all too well. He then instinctively grabbed a bottle of champagne… but after a moment's thought, he replaced it with a small glass.

The wine swivel inside was the last glass he drank, a blood-red cocktail. The system-manifested version of it had removed the forced sleep and toxic properties, retaining only its original aroma and richness.

...He spoiled the mood by sprinkling in a few mints, then, greedy for the thrill, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Fang Jin planned to first set up a dungeon. The main city where the Bronze Pavilion was located was not a small-scale operation like the West Market. His current strength was at most equivalent to a third-stage player, which was still too weak.

Level is fundamental, but talent is the most important of all. He hasn't had a chance to practice his second talent yet, so he'll take this opportunity to familiarize himself with it in the next dungeon.

"Jiwangji Temple, or perhaps it's from the mythological side... what kind of magic or supernatural power does it possess?"

Fang Jin muttered to himself as he opened his panel, revealing a completely new set of data that was far more impressive than it had been ten days ago.

[Name: Fang Jin, Level 10]

Evolution Points: 100, Positive Value: 11

[Talent System: Star Eater (Currently Recovered 1.8%), Jiōji Monk Academy (Current Level 0/34)]

【技能：熔炉模式60%（当前练度25/？），石灰皮（10/10)，身体掌控lv1（10/20），金属纯化（10/30），玩火术（10/30)】

[Equipment: A baker's cleaver, a novelist's chess piece]

[Items: Blood Demon Petals x2, Explosive Bombs x4]

(Note: For simplified expression, the part before the parentheses is the training level, and the part after the parentheses is the upper limit rank of the corresponding talent skill.)