Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1040: Chapter 84: How Could There Be a Path to Immortality in This World? (46)

“It’s a guest,” the maid said.

A guest?

Da Zhe was momentarily stunned… Why would a guest be squatting in the restroom holding a bowl, seemingly having eaten there?

“Perhaps it’s this guest’s personal habit,” the maid said nonchalantly.

Hmm… What could Da Zhe say to that?

It’s just that the guest named Nero being able to fall asleep in such a place is truly unusual—even when he was talking to Ms. You Ye, she didn’t wake up.

“Perhaps she was just too tired,” the maid said again, “But since this guest likes it here, adhering to the principle of customer-first, let’s not disturb her.”

Hmm… This sounded perfectly reasonable.

However…

In front of Da Zhe, the maid gently locked the restroom door from the outside… locked it… on… and on…

Was she really asleep from exhaustion…?

Da Zhe had a feeling there might be some secret hidden here—of course, as a socially adept person before becoming a Black Soul envoy, Da Zhe wisely chose not to investigate the truth of the matter.

Hopefully, Ms. Nero, just wrapped in a towel, wouldn’t catch a cold… Hmm?

Why did it feel like the temperature in the club suddenly dropped a bit… Da Zhe wondered with confusion: Isn’t the club always temperature-controlled?

But now that the only restroom on this floor is occupied, Da Zhe really couldn’t find a place to shower (the upper floor is the personal space of the boss and You Ye. It seems there’s another room on the upper floor allocated to a Black Soul envoy for some large-scale project, though Da Zhe hasn’t seen it.)

Embarrassed to ask again for a wash, he gave up on the idea, and with a thought, the dirt on him disappeared.

The maid came over with a cup of tea, “You’ve been training in the dimension gap for a while, have a good rest. This tea can help restore your energy.”

Da Zhe took a sip, only to feel that his tense mental state was washed over, giving him an indescribable comfortable feeling.

“Can I lie on the lounge sofa?” Da Zhe asked.

You Ye nodded, “Feel free, I need to attend to something… It seems a big rat has sneaked into the kitchen to steal food. Oh dear, next time I might have to set a trap.”

Watching the maid gracefully walk up to the second floor, Da Zhe was filled with questions.

Mice in the club… really?

…

When You Ye pushed open the door to what served as the server room of the Main God World, the sound of several machines operating was immediately heard—Adam’s electronic eye blinked as it awakened from standby mode.

“Master.”

“Where is Tai Yinzi?” You Ye sat next to Adam and logged into the Main God Game World through the screen—not with her consciousness, just browsing the world’s contents.

“He left four hours and thirty-nine minutes ago, setting the system to proxy mode,” Adam replied stiffly.

The maid’s fingertips paused on the control panel, frowning, “What’s this?”

Adam said, “This is the newly concluded large-scale event in the game world, what you see is data that has not yet been destroyed.”

Looking at the screen marked as the world BOSS, its ferocious face and fanged, beast-claw-like fingers, the maid squinted her eyes, “Oh, the black-hearted maid…”

…

…

Emmmm…

For some reason, there was always a chill down the spine.

The charred figure on the ground suddenly cracked open, and a wisp of smoke-like substance emerged from the cracked shell… then coalesced, eventually reforming into a humanoid form.

Tai Yinzi twisted his neck and waist, feeling significantly weakened… He pounded his shoulders, feeling like he had forgotten to do something before he left.

But his confusion soon faded as he recalled what had happened—he instantly tensed up.

Before him, the terrifying little girl Gaia stood still, with her head slightly lowered.

As for Wang Hu, who had been subdued, he remained in the same state as before Tai Yinzi lost consciousness—his body encased in strange crystals, unable to move, but his eyes locked onto… staring to the point that Tai Yinzi felt uneasy.

Fortunately, Wang Hu’s mouth was also sealed… After all, looks can’t kill, right?

“What exactly is this little girl…” Tai Yinzi pondered the current situation for a long time and ultimately stepped forward to Gaia again.

This time, he was much more cautious—if he experienced another barrage of thunder, he feared he might really be done for.

But what should he say to this terrifying little girl?

Judging by the earlier situation, it seemed Gaia would accept his commands… Tai Yinzi was calling for the boss, but instead summoned this frightening little girl.

Is there some connection between this little girl and the club?

“Ga… Gaia?” Tai Yinzi hesitated for a moment, attempting to call out the girl’s name.

Upon hearing this, Gaia slightly raised her head, her purple eyes regaining a hint of color, and Tai Yinzi felt as though he was being scanned by those eyes.

[Subordinate permission identity confirmed]

[Prototype Omnipotent Treasury Manager Gaia at your service]

“Try calling out twice?” Tai Yinzi tentatively said.

Gaia’s eyes flashed, [Please describe this action in detail]

“… Try meowing like a cat,” Tai Yinzi thought for a moment and said.

Gaia’s purple eyes flashed again, and she gently raised her hand, placing it near her cheek, making a loose fist, and tilted her head slightly.

[Meow]

She really did it?!!

Tai Yinzi’s lips moved, though Gaia showed no expression and her voice was emotionless, she definitely followed his words—and even added a cute gesture independently.

Tai Yinzi’s mind began to spin rapidly, trying to recall every word Gaia had said before he was knocked unconscious by the thunder.

Suddenly, an idea struck Tai Yinzi, “Gaia, is my subordinate permission judged based on the concentration of that ‘Heteromorphic Origin’ in my body?”

Gaia nodded, [Confirmed]

As expected!

The so-called Heteromorphic Origin, Tai Yinzi didn’t really understand what it was—but undoubtedly, it should refer to a special substance comprising the Black Soul envoy’s body… otherwise, it would be hard to explain the uniqueness of the Black Soul envoy’s body.

With this in mind, could the Black Soul envoys within the club also gain permissions from Gaia… For instance, like Black Soul No.9, who once guided me, does his Heteromorphic Origin’s oil content make him rank higher, allowing him higher permissions?

And what about the maid of the club?

Tai Yinzi wasn’t sure of this… because he knows that this maid was created through Western Alchemy. Ms. Maid is essentially different from the Black Soul envoys… so does that mean she cannot gain permissions from Gaia?

No… the key isn’t permissions, but rather the relationship between Gaia and the club!

“Gaia, were you created by the club? Why have I never seen you?” Tai Yinzi asked cautiously at this time.

Gaia blinked a few times before slowly replying, [Negation: Gaia was not created by the club, Gaia was created by the master.]

“Your master… who is it?” Tai Yinzi swallowed, feeling like he was delving into things that he shouldn’t be aware of at this stage.

[The master is… the master is…]

The girl in front of him suddenly closed her eyes, [Searching: Keyword, master… searching, keyword, creation… searching, keyword, Gaia… memory system missing… search failed, unable to answer.]

[Search failed]

[Search failed]

[Failed]

[Gaia is a failure… failure… failed…]

Suddenly, the terrifying thunderballs reappeared behind the little girl, in such a number that it terrified Tai Yinzi… Gaia now seemed somewhat abnormal.

She held her head with her hands, seemingly unaware that she had released numerous terrifying thunderballs.

Tai Yinzi gasped; has this girl’s mind suddenly gone haywire?

“Stop! Stop stop stop! Stop!!!” Tai Yinzi shouted in horror: “Gaia! Stop! Don’t mind this question! Grandpa Taoist… bah, I, I, I give up on knowing the answer!!”

Perhaps because the orders from the second-tier permissions could still take effect, upon hearing this, Gaia gradually calmed down… eventually returning to her standby-like demeanor with her head lowered.

This is a ticking time bomb!

Tai Yinzi barely managed to calm himself… but now he feared that asking anything more could plunge Gaia back into that near-out-of-control state from before.

But with so many questions in mind, it made Tai Yinzi feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Gaia?”

[Identity of second-tier permission holder confirmed, Prototype Omnipotent Treasury Manager Gaia is at your service]

“Do you know someone named You Ye?” Tai Yinzi bit his lip: “Female, created with Alchemy, the club’s maid.”

[Database does not contain this person.]

“What about the boss?” Tai Yinzi suddenly felt his heart race, the thumping in his ears was loud: “The club’s boss, Luo Qiu! Do you know him?”

[Database does not contain this person.]

Could it be that the boss was the previous one… and Gaia existed longer than the maid?

If created by the previous… then why did the previous leave Gaia in this place—wait a minute, what is this place exactly?

“Gaia, do you know what this place is?”

Gaia: [Treasury]

“Whose treasury?”

[The master’s treasury, guarded by Gaia.]

“The master is… never mind, don’t answer that question.” Tai Yinzi shook his head and then began to ponder again—by heaven’s blessing, he hadn’t thought this hard lately since planning the grand New Year event in the game.

“Gaia, is there anyone here with higher permissions than me?” Tai Yinzi suddenly asked.

[Currently, no.]

“What is your purpose in staying here?”

[To await the permission holder’s arrival, to execute the permission holder’s orders. Gaia, execute orders.]

Tai Yinzi was suddenly inspired, asking: “Gaia, my body is bound by something, causing me to be under someone’s control, unable to free myself… can you help me solve this problem?”

Tai Yinzi didn’t even know why he asked this question—he was extremely nervous because he wasn’t sure if his thoughts would be accurately reflected in the boss’s mental world at this time.

His identity as a Black Soul envoy was given by the boss, and the boss has absolute control over the Black Soul envoys—unable to betray, like a command branded into the very depths of the soul.

Tai Yinzi couldn’t find an opportunity to unravel this thing like a curse… but if this thing, this Gaia, existed longer than the maid, something left by the previous one, would she know how to unlock it?

If further, if Gaia could really unlock it… does that mean he could escape from the boss’s control?

Once this idea sprouted in his mind, Tai Yinzi was obsessed, unable to stop… he gazed intently at Gaia, waiting for this little girl to give a definitive answer.

Gaia indeed gave a response: [Determination: The binding on the second-tier permission holder is the Eternal Kingdom citizen ID, do you wish to delete the ID identity?]

Eternal Kingdom citizen ID… what on earth is this?

Another layer of identity for a Black Soul envoy?

Tai Yinzi frowned, not hastily wanting to delete this thing, but asked: “Delete… how to delete?”

Gaia: [Eliminating the Heteromorphic Origin within the second-tier permission holder’s Eternal Kingdom citizen gene can achieve this.]

Tai Yinzi was taken aback, “What will I become after removing it?”

Gaia: [After eliminating the Heteromorphic Origin, the individual will lose second-tier permissions. Inquiry: Do you wish to eliminate?]

Tai Yinzi pondered for a moment, then sighed: “I have an MMP I don’t know if I should say?”

Originally, I thought I could use this suspected legacy of the previous one, something older than You Ye, to shake off the identity of a club corporate slave of this black-hearted company, and then roam free… but, haha!

[Query: What does MMP mean?]

“Grandpa Taoist, I’m in no mood to tell you!” Tai Yinzi glared fiercely at Gaia… if he could fight her, he would definitely tear this thing apart at this point!

Gaia didn’t ask further, her gaze dimmed slightly again, seemingly about to enter standby mode… Tai Yinzi frowned, curiously asked: “What is this Eternal Kingdom, after all?”

[The Origin’s world.]

“The Origin’s world?”

Facing Gaia’s answer—from the beginning of the second-tier permission holder, Tai Yinzi was already bewildered, now he couldn’t help but fall into a philosophical ultimate inquiry.

Who am I, where am I, what am I listening to…