Chapter 33: Heaven's Secret

Brother Jun, what do you think the data our dad left behind would look like?

Lin Xue fiddled with the "bracelet" on her wrist, which was actually a micro communicator designed to look like jewelry, quite exquisite.

Who knows? I doubt it's anything like the "Sunflower Manual" martial arts secret manual. Zhang Jun joked, as he stood before the mirror adjusting his tie, his suit making him a bit uneasy.

Cheap talk. Lin Xue smiled and rolled her eyes at him.

The helicopter began to descend, the rotor blades' sound deafening.

Remember, we're here to "talk business" this time, don't slip up. Yingzi reminded via the communicator, voice slightly distorted, "Zhang Jun, your eyes..."

Don't worry, I'm wearing the "beauty contacts." Zhang Jun pointed to his own eyes; this specially made glasses could conceal the abnormality of the yin-yang eye.

I'm still a bit nervous, what if... Lin Xue took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.

Don't be afraid, I'm here. Zhang Jun gently patted the back of her hand, not sure if he was comforting her or himself.

The two stepped off the helicopter, the building's glass curtain wall reflecting the sunlight, a bit glaring.

Mr. Zhang, Miss Lin, please this way. A woman in a business suit approached, wearing a standard smile.

Oh my, this scene is really huge. Zhang Jun muttered quietly.

Lin Xue didn't speak, just stayed close by his side.

Inside the conference room, heads crowded together, various languages intertwining like a pot of boiling porridge.

Zhang Jun and Lin Xue found a corner to sit, trying not to draw attention.

These so-called "elites"—I bet many of them are from the "Heaven Beyond Heaven." Lin Xue lowered her voice.

Who knows. When soldiers come, we meet them with generals; when water comes, we block it with earth. Zhang Jun feigned ease, shrugging his shoulders.

What are you going to do about that energy core?

Let's find it first, then talk. I always feel that thing isn't simple. Zhang Jun frowned, sensing an inexplicable restlessness coming from deep within the building.

The meeting began, the speaker on stage droning on, Zhang Jun didn't catch a single word.

He was observing, watching every person, trying to spot a flaw from their behavior.

Hey, where do you think our mom is? Zhang Jun suddenly asked.

Lin Xue blinked: "I don't know, but I hope she's okay."

Yingzi said she's been secretly helping us, though I don't know if it's true.

Hopefully that's the case.

Time ticked by, the meeting dragging on enough to make one want to sleep.

Hey, what do you think would happen if we charged up to the 88th floor right now? Zhang Jun blurted out.

Are you crazy?! Lin Xue jumped, "There are so many eyes watching!"

Just joking, trying to liven up the atmosphere. Zhang Jun grinned.

Cut it out, be serious!

Alright, alright. Hey, do you think we're walking into a tiger's den?

Shut up!

Welcome to Profound Heaven Group, a voice came, interrupting Zhang Jun's thoughts; he lifted his head to see a woman in business attire standing before him, her smile flawless, "The negotiation is about to start, please follow me."

Zhang Jun lightly shook the other's hand, feeling a cold chill.

Thank you, we're really looking forward to this cooperation. Zhang Jun replied, also wearing a smile.

Lin Xue tightly linked her arm with Zhang Jun's, feeling his palm slightly sweaty.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

The numbers ticked up floor by floor, the atmosphere a bit oppressive.

Zhang Jun suddenly seemed to recall something, pulling out a pack of gum from his pocket, handing a piece to Lin Xue and slipping one into his own mouth.

Strawberry flavor, not bad. He muttered quietly.

Lin Xue didn't speak, just silently chewing the gum.

Profound Heaven Building, we've arrived.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath and stepped into the venue.

Holy shit, this lineup is really something. Zhang Jun lowered his voice to complain to Lin Xue.

Lin Xue ignored him, just looking around.

In the center of the hall, a technologically advanced podium had been set up, tycoons and tech giants from all countries gathered, the buzz of conversation endless, like a bustling market.

Profound Heaven Group has been hot lately, its stock soaring like a rocket, up over thirty points. Zhang Jun made casual small talk with Lin Xue, eyes scanning around, "They must be hiding some big move this time."

What is that thing? Lin Xue suddenly pointed at a strange device in the corner of the hall and asked.

Zhang Jun followed the direction of her finger and looked.

Those seemingly ordinary decorations actually hid something else.

Don't move around, let's proceed according to the plan. Zhang Jun instructed.

The venue lights suddenly dimmed, drawing everyone's attention to the podium.

A familiar figure appeared on the stage—Long Tianba, the guy who should have been smashed to pieces under the snow mountain.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the future of technology.

Long Tianba's voice echoed through the hall via the speakers, but Zhang Jun felt it sounded distorted, not like something a living person could produce.

Today, I will present to you "Extraterrestrial Consciousness"—the ultimate evolution of human thought.

Long Tianba picked up an exquisite metal headband, playing with it in his hand: "This little gadget can boost human thinking efficiency three hundredfold, like a dream—you can handle a hundred tasks at once, instantly learn eight languages, even predict the future, as if you'd turned on a cheat."

The audience below burst into exclamations and applause.

Talk without practice is empty; let me give you a demonstration. Long Tianba called a volunteer onto the stage and placed the headband on their head.

The volunteer's expression changed instantly, from clueless to ecstatic: "My goodness! I can multiply a hundred-digit number at once!"

The whole venue erupted again.

Lin Xue noticed that Zhang Jun's body was somewhat stiff; she lightly touched his arm and asked, "What's wrong?"

"They are infecting humans." Zhang Jun's voice ice-cold, "The volunteers have already been implanted with primary extraterrestrial spiritual sense."

Lin Xue's gaze swept over the venue, and she was shocked to discover that the demeanor of several business leaders in the front rows had become strange, their movements mechanical and synchronized.

"We must act." Lin Xue slightly opened her palm, and Ice Soul Power silently flowed out.

The venue's temperature plummeted, electronic equipment began to malfunction. The projection flickered a few times before completely disappearing, and the scene descended into chaos.

"The power system has failed; please remain calm and do not panic." Staff hurriedly soothed the guests.

In the chaos, Zhang Jun and Lin Xue quickly moved to the elevator area. Zhang Jun placed his palm on the elevator control panel, and Yin Yang Power seeped into the circuitry.

"Level 88 requires special authorization." Zhang Jun frowned.