Chapter 61: The Player's Premonition

Perhaps it was because the recent affairs at the bar had caused him too much worry; Fred was a very busy businessman, and besides the bar under his management, he also operated a brewing factory.

This year, not only was the Grain harvest poor, but the harvest of fruits used for brewing was also not up to par, so Fred's production costs had increased significantly.

He was in urgent need of improving his business, so it was easy for him to grasp at straws.

After all, no matter how one heard the term Transcendental Power, it felt like there might be many unexpected gains.

For example, changing one's own luck.

"Oh, my old friend, come here quickly." Fred's business friend Kupo was standing outside the Times Newspaper waving at him; the Times Newspaper had published that message again today, asking those interested to come to the Cat Cafe at three o'clock this afternoon to meet.

This was Fred's first time coming to such a place; he looked left and right, then whispered to Kupo, "Being this blatant, won't there be any problems?"

"Of course not, just think about it, we are all informants for the Times Newspaper." Kupo comforted his old friend, "However, we still need to do some disguising; don't be nervous, this is a Cat Cafe, we just need to wear masks."

According to the Times Newspaper, this was to ensure the safety of the witnesses, so everyone needed to wear masks for the meeting.

Even the Wealth Church could not manage things here; after all, no matter how one looked at it, this was just a normally operating cafe, and one could not find anything related to the transcendental world here.

Upon entering this Cat Cafe, Feng Buxi felt a sense of unease.

There were either gentlemen in suits and tailcoats or gentlemen in vests and breeches; occasionally there were one or two ladies, who also looked like they lived in the lap of luxury.

Because it was a Cat Cafe, dozens of cats on the floor were rolling around and meowing, but not a single person went over to pet these cute cats.

What was most uncomfortable was that Feng Buxi always felt as if he were being watched.

It wasn't just him who had this feeling; Yun Xiao also tugged at Feng Buxi, wanting to express his own thoughts.

Fred in front didn't feel there was any problem; he turned his head to glance at his bodyguards, as if reminding them not to talk too much.

"It's not my first time here either; remember, don't be surprised no matter what happens in a moment." Kupo reminded him, "We will only have a chance to leave our seats once the activity begins; for now, we just need to order four cups of Coffee."

As he spoke, he reached out and asked the waiter for four cups of Coffee.

The cats around them only then began to move; those lazy cats changed their positions again after the waiter walked by, as if they were staring at the people inside the cafe.

The sky seemed to suddenly darken; the light from outside could not penetrate at all, and the room seemed to have reached the point where candles needed to be lit.

Feng Buxi could clearly feel that Fred beside him was trembling.

Before long, a gentleman at a nearby table was nudged by a cat, and that gentleman stood up as if startled.

Subsequently, several cats surrounded him together.

That gentleman stood up directly and, flanked by the cats, headed toward the back kitchen of the cafe.

After a while, that gentleman walked out, having completely lost his previous composure and calmness, with a smile of near ecstasy on his face.

It was clear that the transactions here were not the kind where everyone gathered together, but rather each person went into a room alone to talk.

This also avoided everyone knowing what each person had in their hands.

Except for the organizers here, no one knew what everyone had a need for or wanted to buy. Nor did anyone know what everyone had in their hands or wanted to sell.

At this moment, Chen Zhi also noticed this place; he was observing it through Feng Buxi's eyes.

Feng Buxi was surrounded by cats earlier than Fred; he followed the escort of these cats and arrived at the back kitchen of the cafe.

The back kitchen here was not at all like that of a restaurant or cafe, but rather both sides were filled with the necessary items.

And there was absolutely no one watching the transactions here, only some cats looking at Feng Buxi.

Damn it, I don't recognize a single word.

This was Feng Buxi's initial feeling.

But it didn't matter; although he didn't recognize them, he knew how to read them, as the Wealth Church had provided a whole morning of training, which was a great help for him to understand the language here.

He looked through everything inside; there were herbs, Charms he didn't recognize, and books.

A small blackboard, on which were likely written the things some people were selling and the things they wanted to buy.

He admired the items here like a spectator, then took a turn and walked out of the back kitchen space.

When he came out, those cats nudged Fred; Fred looked at Feng Buxi with some fear, and only after receiving a nod from the other party did he walk in trembling.

At this moment, Chen Zhi already had a basic understanding of the items sold here.

He felt that next time, he could give the players a task to buy the books and some of the Charms inside.

Just as he was thinking this, there was movement in the back kitchen; Fred walked out quickly, still carrying some excitement on his face.

It was unknown what he had bought, but he was clutching the box in his hands tightly.

This was the first commodity traded today.

After buying it, Fred wanted to leave, but without a prompt, he didn't dare to move at all.

At this time, a lady next to him stood up; she cast a cold glance at Fred and then entered the back kitchen.

Everything was very natural; everyone was conducting trading activities according to the prescribed procedures.

It was just that, except for Fred, it was impossible to tell what anyone else had traded.

At least not a single person was as expressive as Fred.

Feng Buxi and Yun Xiao exchanged a glance and knew that trouble was surely coming soon.

After all, this was a game, not reality; in real life, encountering such things might still have a chance of being safe, but since it was a game, there would inevitably be bad guys targeting Fred.

So, taking advantage of Yun Xiao going to the back kitchen, Feng Buxi simply chose to log off and go to the forum to find help.

At this time, except for those players without accounts, basically everyone on the forum was online, and a small number of people chose to log off to check relevant information.

Especially after Feng Buxi's post was sent out, many people replied, adding many new clues; some players who were acting as thugs on Bar Street simply took turns standing guard, and some people could rest and log off to check the post.

Feng Buxi: Is anyone online? Come to the vicinity of the Times Newspaper in a while; we will likely be targeted soon.

You'eryuan: No way, you can get targeted even for this? In other words, the trading point you went to is at the Times Newspaper?

(End of chapter)