Chapter 414 Safe House

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a thin figure walked in through a small door and entered the black market like a fish.

Although there are usually many people here, it is relatively quiet because it is not an open market. But today's black market is extremely lively and bustling.

There are voices discussing non-human creatures everywhere.

Nearly 24 hours had passed since the exposure of the Mimic's vest, and the Ideal Country had not given any response. They curled up and refused to show up. In particular, the sharp decrease in the number of people in the guild showed the decline of the Mimic without exception.

Seeing this, the players who were originally a little nervous gradually became bolder and the voices of condemnation continued to increase.

Even the industry under the name of the suspected mimetic was hit, and the auction was suspended. If it weren't for the rules within the shell, someone would definitely go to snatch the property.

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!"

"The mimics must be eradicated."

"Brother, can we really defeat them?"

"What are you afraid of? They can't even muster a few people in the entire guild right now. Even if they kill the players one by one, it will take them several years, right?"

“That makes sense…”

The mimetic's inaction gave other players confidence, as if great unity had been achieved and humanity had won an unprecedented victory.

Listening to the comments around him, Xu Zhiyan walked against the flow of people, his brows furrowed more and more.

The Mimic's aggressiveness was much stronger than he had imagined. Based on his understanding of the Utopia, the less the other party took action, the more serious the situation would likely become.

But soon, Xu Zhiyan had no time to think about it anymore.

The crowded crowd took away his complicated thoughts. He came to the edge of the black market and turned into the entrance of the sixteenth corridor.

All in all, this is Xu Zhiyan's third time in the negotiation room.

The agreed time was three o'clock in the afternoon, and he arrived an hour early as usual.

Inside the bar, the uniformed bartender was still wiping empty glasses.

Xu Zhiyan sat at the bar, ordered a free glass of water as if he was familiar with the place, and started chatting with the bartender.

"Why is the brother who played the piano gone?"

He remembered that when he came here before, there was always a bard sitting in the corner playing the piano, and the sound was beautiful.

The bartender explained with a standard smile.

"The minstrel's lyre is broken."

Perhaps seeing Xu Zhiyan's curiosity, the bartender thought for a moment and explained, "That is the bard's magical talent. He can spy on the emotions scattered in the air. Of course, I am not sure what he sensed that caused the string to break."

This question was just an interlude for the two people in the conversation.

After the matter of the mimic was made public, Corridor 16 was noticeably quieter than before. The two or three little birds that used to be there were now gone.

He and the bartender chatted idly.

The sensor system around him didn't detect anything unusual, so it was safe here. When the bartender stopped talking and continued to wipe the cups, Xu Zhiyan knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

The two entered the private room one after the other.

Xu Zhiyan took off his cloak and removed his disguise. Before he sat down, he paused for a moment because of the appearance of the visitor.

The person who asked him to meet was a middle-aged man with scars all over his head.

Yes, his head is covered with scars.

The man had no hair, and his entire head was covered with centipede-like scars. Even his front was not spared, with rough scars running crisscross around his facial features.

After just one glance, Xu Zhiyan politely looked away. He did not comment on the visitor's appearance. Appearance was something that was dispensable to Infinite Game players in some ways.

But what surprised him most was that the other party was actually a human?

Mimics have the talent for repairing themselves; their bodies may age, but they will never be damaged.

Fortunately, the scarred man did not keep the secret.

"Hello Mr. Xu, my name is Sun Yun." He was the first to state his identity, with no malice in his eyes, and he was neither humble nor arrogant.

Without waiting for Xu Zhiyan to speak, Sun Yun directly stated his purpose.

"This is what our boss gave me before we entered the game. He told me to hand it over to you if he died." As he spoke, he took out a few file bags.

Looking at the files lined up in front of him, Xu Zhiyan could no longer hold back the formal smile on his face.

Notarization of inheritance, real estate certificate, share transfer...

They are all worldly things, in huge amounts. Any one of them would be beyond the reach of others. They are enough for ordinary people to live a stable and prosperous life in this world for ten lifetimes.

And on this page that represents endless wealth, a black bead placed in a transparent box attracted Xu Zhiyan's attention.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is Uta's key.

Sun Yun followed his boss's instructions, laid out the things, and then began to explain.

"The boss chose this place because things traded in Corridor 16 will be automatically scanned by the rules here, so you don't have to worry about safety issues."

"These properties have been cleaned up very well. No one else knows about it except the boss. You can take them without worry."

"Our boss has also arranged a team of lawyers. I will leave you the contact information later and wait for your people to take over these properties according to the procedures."

His voice was rough, and he turned his head away and recounted the task that Gan Mi had assigned to him in a serious manner, as if he was reciting something.

Xu Zhiyan leaned on the sofa, looking at the things in front of him, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, he finally spoke.

"What did your boss say?" Why did Gan Mi leave the things to him?

Sun Yun shook his head.

"The boss didn't say, and I didn't ask."

He was the person who managed Gan Mi's real-world business. Apart from the time he entered the game, he didn't pay much attention to the entire endless game. Fortunately, Xu Zhiyan was famous enough, and he had always heard of him - a partner of the safe house, a player whose personal ability was the lowest and could only rely on props.

Xu Zhiyan rubbed his temples and smiled bitterly.

If he had known that Gan Mi was willing to give so much money, he would have gone to collect the body.

This is literally money falling from the sky.

But because the person who gave him these properties was dead, he had nothing to trade for a while.

This realization made Xu Zhiyan inexplicably irritated.

No, there should be something else...

"What else did Gan Mi say? I want to hear everything. " He looked up at Sun Yun.

Sun Yun shook his head again.

He wanted to say that his mission was accomplished, and that more matters were beyond his scope of answering.

But before he could say anything, Sun Yun held his breath.

Xu Zhiyan usually believed that harmony brings wealth, and he always smiled, making himself look harmless. But at this moment, he put away his smile, and his eyes were filled with serious scrutiny and an unfathomable coldness.

Sun Yun, who had originally planned to evacuate, was stared at and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

That was the aura of a superior that even the extremely beautiful appearance could not conceal. He realized belatedly that Xu Zhiyan in front of him was not as weak as others said...

Seeing Sun Yun stunned, the coldness in Xu Zhiyan's eyes did not disappear. He stood up, walked to the wine cabinet beside him, and pulled out a bottle of foreign wine with foreign words printed on it. He filled the wine glass with ice cubes, imitating Gan Mi's appearance, and poured a glass.

"Bang!"

The glass hit the table heavily, with a circle of water marks left when it was pushed over.

Xu Zhi's tone of voice was steady, and one could not hear his emotions.

"You didn't dare look at me when you were recounting your business, and your tone was much lower than before. Tell me, how much did you embezzle?"

"Although Gan Mi is dead, our deal is still there. This little bit is not enough to get the job done..."

"And do you think he's really dead?"

In fact, when he put away his smile, he was not completely sure that there was something wrong with Sun Yun, but he just stopped smiling and the other party was sweating profusely, which meant that there was indeed a problem.

Xu Zhiyan did not doubt the loyalty of Gan Mi's men.

But the fact that the other party is a mimetic has been exposed. Now everyone is fighting against the mimetic, and the humans in the ideal country have retreated completely. It is normal for some people to turn against them.

What's more, Gan Mi must have used all means to transfer things out under the nose of the Utopia.

As expected. Just an ambiguous question, Sun Yun seemed to be frozen in place, with beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Xu. I... I was just bewildered for a moment..."

I have to say that Gan Mi’s name is still very useful.

Xu Zhiyan just made an assumption, and Sun Yun was completely scared.

As Gan Mi's confidant, he knew better than anyone how ruthless his boss was. If the matter of the mimic had not been revealed, he would not have been greedy.

Taking out a golden pocket watch from his pocket, Sun Yun's behavior was not as righteous as before, but much more respectful.

"This is a prop left by our boss. Since it is SS-level... I... I couldn't help it."

After saying this, as if afraid that Xu Zhiyan wouldn't believe him, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket. On it was Gan Mi's notes, listing each item in detail.

The last item is a gold pocket watch.

[Name: Pocket Watch (***)]

[Level: SS]

【type:? 】

[Introduction: A strange item, whose source cannot be sensed, and whose type cannot be determined. It is very bizarre.]

【Notes: Please use with caution】

[Mental Threshold Limit: None]

Xu Zhiyan took a quick look and found the numbers correct. He took the pocket watch, waved his hand and said, "Go away."

Sun Yun nodded and didn't dare to stay any longer, so he turned around and left immediately.

The room fell into silence.

After putting away all the documents, Xu Zhiyan sat on the sofa, looking at the glass of wine that no one had touched. In line with the principle of not wasting, he took it and took a sip.

Instantly, the pungent spiciness passed through the tip of his tongue, choking him and making his whole face wrinkle.

“…It’s really hard to drink.”

He didn't understand why Gan Mi liked to drink foreign liquor, just as he didn't understand why the other party left the property to him without even a glance.

When Xu Zhiyan put down his wine glass and took the note, he saw an extra sentence on the back of the letter with the property details printed on it.

[If Uta's key is found by the Utopia, let him open the pocket watch. But if you get Uta's key, the pocket watch does not need to be opened.]

[It contains all my memories.]

Xu Zhiyan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

"What the hell, plan B option?"

Either way it will tell him more about ghosts and gods.

If there were a competition, Xu Zhiyan would definitely rate the pocket watch as the most useless SS-level item in the world. If it weren't for the many question marks on it, it would probably have been taken away by Sun Yun.

Let Him open...

Yes, apart from ghosts and gods, which human being can obtain the memory of the mimic?

"Since you have so much to say, why not come back from hell to see me again." After muttering to himself, Xu Zhiyan packed all his things and returned to the safe house.

The ghosts and gods who received the notice in advance had been waiting for a long time.

“A mimic without a body is made of power. If we forcibly use his memory to revive him, he can only live in my domain for another thirty minutes at most.” He held the pocket watch and spoke lightly.

"Thirty minutes is enough."

Xu Zhiyan smiled.

"I just want to ask Gan Mi where he wants his grave to be. After all, he gave me so much money, it would be bad if I didn't do anything."

A transaction must have a beginning and an end.