In the office.

Yuan Zhuan took out two bottles of health-enhancing pills. "One bottle per person, one pill per day. There are thirty pills in total. They cannot be given to anyone else."

Wu Tianqing and Bai Jianqiang accepted it as instructed, saying, "Yes."

Do you need to take a vacation?

Wu Tianqing and Bai Jianqiang shook their heads almost simultaneously, saying it was unnecessary.

"Alright, let's go then. You all need to come back on the first of next month for the wedding ceremony."

"yes."

After the two left, Yuan Zhuan sat alone at the table and began to organize his recent gains.

Once the system reaches level four, she will be able to unlock the interdimensional trading function. At that time, she can trade cultivation techniques with Lu Ze, which will be used to strengthen the security team.

The cultivation techniques she gave me were naturally for her use and could not be leaked. At that time, the control over the security team naturally had to be at the highest level.

The Level 4 Guild will add five new types of pills and five new types of talismans, among which the silencing spell is exactly what she urgently needs.

The silencing talisman she inherited only lasted for one month, but the newly added talisman was a curse, the expiration date of which was the death of the cursed person.

Compared to the silencing talisman, the methods of using the silencing talisman are very different, and the consequences of violating it are also vastly different. The silencing talisman can be used automatically by the Celestial Master, while the latter requires the person being cursed to voluntarily accept it. The silencing talisman is constrained by the Celestial Master's strength, and forcibly breaking through it will cause some damage to the central nervous system of the brain, but it will not be fatal. The latter, however, is controlled by the power of heaven and earth. Violating it will cause one to fall into a coma, and there will be no chance of waking up again until the organs fail and one dies.

Everything was basically on track, and Yuan Zhuan thought he could sleep soundly for days.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Ring ring...

Who is it? I'm not answering...

Ring ring... Ring ring...

By the fourth time, Yuan Zhuan, sporting an afro, suddenly sat up in bed. She was going to see which bastard had disturbed her sleep, and she was going to rip off his stupid drumhead!

"Boss, you were looking to buy a building, right? There's a commercial building for urgent sale right now, with a total area of ​​over 120,000 square meters. The floor area is really huge, each floor is over 2,000 square meters, 18 floors in total. It's located on Huan'er Street, less than 10 kilometers from the city center. The surrounding area is full of office buildings, and the developers of office buildings in this area are making a fortune. But this building is a bit strange. Whoever rents it loses money. The boss managed to keep it up for less than five years before all the tenants left. Now it's been abandoned for more than three years and he can't rent it out no matter what. Now the boss is emigrating and wants to sell it, but the real estate companies that have come to look at the building all think it's unlucky, so they all just want the land so they can demolish and rebuild. Therefore, they're not offering a high price. The boss's point is that he spent over 100 million yuan to build this building, and if he sells the land, he'll only get a little over 30 million yuan, which is too much of a loss. He's not willing to do it. Didn't you say you don't have any taboos about those things? Would you like to take a look?"

The rapid-fire delivery over the phone largely dissipated Yuan Zhuan's anger.

"When is a convenient time to view the property?" For a plot of land worth 30 million, adding another 1,000 should be about right.

Du Nan had no idea that he had narrowly escaped disaster. Hearing that Yuan Zhuan was interested, he immediately replied, "After 2 p.m. today!" He and his boss had a very pleasant conversation. Before making the call, he had already found out his boss's schedule for the past week.

This morning, the other party needs to go to the immigration hall to submit the formalities. After 2 pm, they can have all the time to view the property.

"Then let's arrange it this way."

"Okay, boss."

At 2 PM, downstairs at the Huitian Building.

The weather wasn't great; it was overcast and the temperature was 18 degrees Celsius. Wearing a light jacket was just right; this temperature was very comfortable for the human body.

only……

Du Nan looked up at the towering black building, frowning and rubbing the goosebumps that had risen on his arms. "Ugh... it feels like it's only a few degrees Celsius. It's so cold."

Ma Rui and Lin Yu were alright since they still had their internal energy, but they still felt a little uncomfortable looking at the building in front of them.

Something feels off.

"Good and bad fortune reversed, the heavens reversed, of course it's cold, it violates feng shui taboos." Yuan Zhuan looked up at the black aura that had been neutralized on the eighteenth floor. Tsk, there's quite a lot of stuff. Luckily, he got out early, otherwise, the people in those shops would probably be dead or injured soon.

This can be considered lucky for both the landlord and the tenant. No matter the era, a death is a huge deal. It's considered good if the compensation is all that's lost; sometimes, it's a matter of life and death.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Du Nan stared blankly at Yuan Zhuan. Could it be that there's something wrong with this house?

"Take this with you and go inside." Yuan Zhuan smiled, and the landlord walked quickly from not far behind him.

Du Nan took the triangular talisman, shivered, and moved his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't utter a single word until the landlord approached.

"Mr. Du, I'm sorry I'm late. Something came up and I was delayed. I apologize to everyone. After we've viewed the building, I'll treat you all to a simple meal." Fan Liwen was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a sharp suit, exuding confidence and appearing to be in good spirits. He bowed apologetically to everyone for being late.

"It's alright, it's alright, we just arrived too. Mr. Fan, this is my boss, Mr. Yuan Zhou. Boss, this is Mr. Fan Liwen, the house is his private property."

Fan Liwen greeted Yuan Zhuan politely and shook hands. His gaze swept over Ma Rui and Lin Yu, and he secretly sighed that he had misjudged them. This was actually the main character.

"Hello, Mr. Fan."

Fan Liwen went up to open the door first, only to find that the lock was just a bow-shaped lock, which didn't quite match the grandeur of the building. After all, this was a once very popular building.

Perhaps because he had explained it so many times, Fan Liwen naturally began to explain when he removed the lock, “This door has been in disrepair for years, and the lock was broken. I was planning to sell it, so I stopped paying attention to it. But I couldn’t leave it without a lock, so I just bought one. If you take over, you’ll probably have to replace everything inside yourself. But don’t worry, I will give you a discount on the price so you won’t suffer any losses.”

I walked in and wandered around floor by floor. Fortunately, the elevator was still working. It was clear that someone had come to check it. I just wondered if the maintenance personnel had ever been to the 18th floor. Judging from the owner's expression, he probably hadn't experienced anything like the 18th floor.

Those things have all become malevolent spirits; it's impossible for them not to cause trouble.

"Look at this floor, these walls, the damage isn't too bad. If you want, these office supplies are all ready to use, they're about 80% new. Many of the shops that moved away before didn't want them anymore, leaving behind a lot of things, saying they were afraid that moving to the new shops would bring bad luck. I don't know why they're so superstitious. Some things are believable, but you can't believe them completely. Going too far is not good..."

Throughout the entire process, Yuan Zhuan simply nodded or shook his head in agreement, occasionally interjecting with a word, while Du Nan acted as the atmosphere-maker, interjecting from time to time to ask questions about the situation.

As we reached the fifteenth floor and stepped out of the elevator, the temperature suddenly plummeted, as if the seasons had abruptly changed, instantly turning from spring into winter.

Everyone paused in their tracks...

Yuan Zhuan looked towards the stairs, a smile playing on his lips. They're here…