At 8:30 in the evening, Zhang Yuan was already waiting in the Modern Shopping Mall.
When the time came, he immediately looked towards the door expectantly.
I looked again and again, but there was still no fluctuation.
Zhang Yuan comforted himself in his heart.
I guess Tang Feng was delayed by something, so let's wait a little longer.
Wait half an hour passed...
The expectation on Zhang Yuan's face gradually disappeared.
Another half hour passed.
His face was numb.
At 10 o'clock sharp, Zhang Yuan began to suspect whether 007 had forged Tang Feng's voice. In fact, Tang Feng himself did not receive the message.
His doubts were naturally seen by 007 who was lying on the ground.
There was no one around, so 007 started complaining directly.
"Host, you don't have to doubt me. I still have professional ethics. I asked you to connect with Tang Feng himself. Why he hasn't come yet is beyond my ability."
Another hour passed, Zhang Yuan was covered in dust and dirt and was ready to go home to sleep.
At this time, there was a wave of movement at the entrance of the mall.
Tang Feng walked in hurriedly.
Zhang Yuan was startled and stood up from the sofa.
"Brother Tang, you are finally here!"
"Boss Zhang, this is bad. The Abyss might have discovered our connection. They actually faked your voice to trick me."
The two spoke in unison.
Then, the two of them fell silent at the same time.
[What the hell? Why are you disguising my voice?]
Tang Feng:?
Is Boss Xiao Zhang waiting for him?
The two met each other's gazes in confusion. In an instant, they seemed to understand something, and the look in their eyes gradually became clear.
Zhang Yuan's mouth twitched, and he asked speechlessly: "Brother Tang, you don't think that what you heard this afternoon was a lie from some abyss monster, do you?"
Tang Feng was silent, then spoke with a complicated expression, "So, Boss Xiao Zhang, was it really you who was talking to me this afternoon?"
Zhang Yuan nodded in frustration.
Tang Feng: .....
Sometimes, he really felt that there was a gap between him and Boss Xiao Zhang.
For example, now.
"Since you were talking to me, why were you speaking so vaguely? I couldn't hear a word you said."
When did Boss Zhang become so inarticulate?
He has given in.
Zhang Yuan: ....
[I spoke so clearly! If you can't hear me, there must be something wrong with your ears!]
He was complaining madly inside, but appeared calm on the surface.
"Isn't it true that conversations in another world require points? I have few points and can't delay, so I can only say everything I want to say at once. Who knew your ears were so bad?"
At this moment, Tang Feng really regretted not recording Zhang Yuan's words with the sound stone.
So he could only remain silent.
Fortunately, this is not the focus of tonight.
Zhang Yuan has to go to the end of the world for an interview at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and he feels like he still wants to get some sleep.
Let’s not waste any more time and get to the point.
"Brother Tang, I called you here today because I have something to tell you."
Only then did Tang Feng understand what Zhang Yuan had said to him in the afternoon.
It turned out that he was asked to come over tonight.
He had actually been planning to come over tonight to talk about the recent research results of the new single-sealed elixir and to ask for a new elixir recipe.
As a result, because of the sound in the afternoon, he has been investigating the source of the sound and has been delayed until now.
For some reason, Tang Feng felt that he should not tell Boss Xiao Zhang about his plan to come here today.
Otherwise he might really go crazy.
Tang Feng nodded slightly and gestured to Zhang Yuan, "Boss Zhang, please tell me what you want to say."
Zhang Yuan quickly told Tang Feng about the black hole he discovered in the apocalypse this afternoon.
Tang Feng's expression gradually became serious. He sat up straight and leaned forward slightly.
"Boss Xiao Zhang, are you sure that the black hole is a connection channel to the abyss?"
Zhang Yuan sighed and nodded silently: "I can confirm this. I have already confirmed this with 007."
Tang Feng clenched his palms. "Boss Zhang, after I came out of the abyss, I arranged a team to guard the exit. Currently, there is no movement at the exit. Tomorrow I will send a message to have them lurk in the abyss. If anything happens, please inform me."
"However, based on my last investigation into the abyss, I don't think they'll be able to find anything new. They can only guarantee that no major accidents will occur for the time being."
Zhang Yuan naturally understood this.
He still needs to go to the abyss in person to deal with the matter.
But before he goes over, it would be a good thing to have someone over there to supervise.
"By the way, Brother Tang, there's one more thing. Now that we've confirmed that zombies are closely related to the abyss, is there any way for ordinary people to absorb the crystal cores in zombies' brains and transform them into superpowers?"
Tang Feng pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke while holding his chin: "I seem to have heard about this matter from someone. Wait for me to give you the details in a couple of days."
He remembered that a dark monk who had been active in the abyss for many years had said this.
I'm afraid he will have to go out and look for this dark cultivator this time.
Zhang Yuan nodded and mentioned another matter: "Also, the original connection channel between the Abyss and our world was in the United States, but at the end of the world it changed to China. Why is this? Can you help me find out?"
Tang Feng imitated Zhang Yuan's previous gesture of OK and agreed.
"By the way, Boss Xiao Zhang, I need your help with something else."
Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows in confusion: "What's the matter?"
[Fuck, you're not here to collect a debt, are you? Don't ask me for points to buy the recipe, I'm so broke.]
Tang Feng: ...
He did intend to come and ask for the recipe, but that was not what he wanted to talk about now.
He was speechless for half a second. "It's like this. I heard from your ancestors before that the teachers in their Daqin Academy all came to the modern world for a month of exchange and learned a lot of new knowledge."
[Fuck, Brother Tang, you haven't given up on the idea of building a communist cultivation world, right?]
What can people from the immortal cultivation world learn from modern exchanges? Chinese, math, or history? Hahahahahahaha.
Tang Feng struggled to resist the urge to glare at Zhang Yuan, and told him his thoughts clearly.
"I want them to come and learn how to better manage the sect. I think your world's management model is very mature and very suitable for our sect."
Zhang Yuan opened his mouth.
[So that's how it is. It seems they're not building a communist cultivation world, but a communist sect.]
Tang Feng felt helpless, but he had to admit that what Zhang Yuan was thinking was exactly what he was thinking.
"Brother Tang, I really want to say no problem, but the current situation is a bit serious. If we let these people come to exchange ideas, then the mall won't be able to go to the Xiuxian world next month. What should we do?"
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