Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 433 Sister Lan makes a move! [1 update]

Chapter 433: 433 Sister Lan makes a move! [1 update]

These four characters left Yeh Xingli frozen in place, his highly intelligent mind experiencing a crash for the first time and completely unable to function.

The entire group also fell silent, and a few seconds later—

[Cultured Person]: ?

[Deadly Poison Master]: ??

[Ghostbuster Bro]: ???

[Crazy Scientist]: Heh heh!

These two words’ level of smugness was too high, setting off a blaze of anger among the group members.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Execute him! He must be put to death!

[Cultured Person]: What kind of dumb luck has this kid stumbled upon to meet Miss Ye face to face? What’s your status that you get to meet her before Rich Sister does?

[Crazy Scientist]: Eh, I don’t know either.

[Cultured Person]: He’s still boasting, Rich Sister, come out and kill him!

With time pressing, Yeh Xingli had no time to waste on these harmful friends in the group chat, and he hurriedly opened his private chat with Miss Ye.

[Crazy Scientist]: Miss Ye, which private room are you in?

[Miss Ye]: You’re in Rich Sister’s customary private room.

[Crazy Scientist]: Private Room 1? Miss Ye, why did you only bid for one piece of Gold and Silver Secret Iron? Aside from weapon crafting, Gold and Silver Secret Iron has no other use.

Such strange ore as Gold and Silver Secret Iron had, of course, been carefully studied by the International Strategic Studies Institute.

The odd thing about Gold and Silver Secret Iron is that unless it is turned into a weapon through strong forging techniques, it lacks sufficient hardness.

But once turned into weapons, Gold and Silver Secret Iron can be truly divine, sharp enough to slice through hair.

[Miss Ye]: If you want to live, having too much curiosity isn’t good.

[Crazy Scientist]: I prostrate myself, Miss Ye, please save my dog’s life!

After getting an affirmative response, Yeh Xingli felt a lot more at ease.

He was not permitted to bring many weapons to the auction, so he only carried a laser pistol with him.

A single laser pistol was not enough to ensure his safe escape.

But as long as he could leave the auction safely and reach the armory, he could fly back to Global Center.

At this moment, Yeh Xingli felt a secret excitement in his heart.

Ever since the Zeroing Community had shut down, they had stayed in touch through this chat group, which had been established six or seven years ago. Occasionally, someone would disappear for a while, but they had never lost touch.

The identities of most group members were self-explanatory, but Miss Ye had always remained a mystery.

In Yeh Xingli’s imagination, Miss Ye should be an elder who gave a great sense of security, equipped with countless skills.

He wondered if Miss Ye was like what he imagined?

Yeh Xingli sat upright, waiting for the last hidden auction item to be presented, which would mark the end of the auction.

In Private Room 1.

Ye Wanlan slowly raised her head: "There’s a change in plan."

"What change in plan?" Farouk was confused, "Wait, what was our original plan?"

"Our original plan was for me to win the bid for the Gold and Silver Secret Iron, escort you back to the forge base, so you could repair the Shen Wei Spear," Ye Wanlan spoke calmly, "And then my companions and I would take the artifacts back to Shenzhou."

Farouk nodded: "That should be the case, Miss Ye is farsighted. So what’s the changed plan?"

Ye Wanlan: "The researcher retreat and protection plan."

Farouk: "???"

"You go first, I’ll have someone escort you," Ye Wanlan turned her head, "You must leave as soon as possible. If you’re late and get caught up in the conflict, that would be bad."

Farouk looked bewildered: "Miss Ye, what is this..."

Ye Wanlan sent a message to Yan Tingfeng.

[Ye Wanlan]: Bing He and Tie Ma, I need to borrow them.

[Yan Tingfeng]: Okay.

He didn’t ask for the reason but passed the command to Bing He and Tie Ma.

Bing He, who had been sullen all the way, perked up again. As he left the private room, he nudged Tie Ma’s arm and whispered, "Tietie, Young Master was blushing when he stood face to face with Miss Ye. She must have seen clearly. I’ll go ask about it later."

Tie Ma: "... You might as well just jump off and smash to death!"

**

The third hidden auction item didn’t hold much appeal for Ye Wanlan; she quietly awaited the end of the auction.

The Gold and Silver Secret Iron had already been delivered to Private Room 1 by the auction organizers.

Upon closely observing the rare ore for the first time, Farouk couldn’t keep his hands off it: "It’s perfect. I’ve never seen such perfect forging material."

"They’re here." Ye Wanlan opened her eyes and nodded to Bing He and Tie Ma, "You will ensure Mr. Farouk is safely escorted to the forge base."

Bing He and Tie Ma chorused: "Yes!"

"Good." Ye Wanlan nodded, "I’ll step out for a while, no need to worry, I’ll be back."

On the other side, in Private Room 9.

Yeh Xingli also received the stone, which was not large and could be carried on him.

"Let’s go." He stood up and exhaled slowly, warning his assistant, "Whatever we encounter later, we run straight away, no engaging."

The assistant also knew the gravity of the situation and replied with a serious demeanor: "Understood, Mr. Ye."

The auction ended, and the guests dispersed.

Yeh Xingli had just stepped out of the private room when, with a "boom", the room behind him exploded.

Had he lingered a moment longer, he would have perished along with private room No. 9.

Yeh Xingli’s heart skipped a beat, cold sweat breaking out on his back, his hands trembling.

"Murder, help—!"

Screams erupted, throwing the entire venue into instant chaos.

"Boom, boom!"

What followed was a series of explosions, smoke wafting through the air.

His phone "dinged".

As Yeh Xingli fled, he hastily glanced at the message.

[YN]: [Map]

It was a dynamic map, updating in real-time.

Via this map, Yeh Xingli could see how many people were converging on his location.

At this moment, at least sixty people!

"Mr. Ye!" whispered the assistant, "Mr. Ye, you must bring the object back safely! Please, take care of yourself too!"

No sooner had he spoken, than he leaped up and dashed off in another direction.

Yeh Xingli bit his teeth, picked up the stone, and ran according to the route YN had provided.

The assistant drew the majority of the firepower and, as he collapsed to the ground drained of strength, the pursuers realized he did not have the stone with him.

"The stone isn’t on him!" the leader, a middle-aged man with an ashen face, snarled, "It was a deception to lure us away, chase!"

While speaking, he didn’t forget to raise his gun and fire at the assistant’s forehead.

"Bang!"

"Clang—!!!"

The assistant’s eyes flew open in terror, only to see a dagger appear before him, its cold blade miraculously deflecting the bullet.

Overwhelmed by fear and unable to catch his breath, he fainted.

Ye Wanlan withdrew her dagger, turned around, and faced the group of mercenaries led by the middle-aged man.

She advanced a step, and at that moment, her phone rang.

[Crazy Scientist]: YN sister, my bank card PIN is 852730, inside it’s all the savings for my old age.

[Crazy Scientist]: I promised you ten laser cannons, but there’s a bit left unfinished, though all the materials are there; just mention my name and take them.

[Crazy Scientist]: The biggest regret of my life is that I lived too short a time; if only I could have uncovered the secrets of Atlantis.

...

Ye Wanlan glanced at the dozen or so new messages on her phone, but didn’t reply.

She rolled up her sleeves and continued forward.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked, eyes wary, "If you’re also here for that stone, we can share it!"

How fast and powerful is a bullet?

Yet this woman wearing a mask, with just a dagger in hand, had altered the trajectory of a bullet.

Ye Wanlan smiled, "I’m afraid the word ’share’ with an enemy does not exist in my dictionary."

The middle-aged man said with a mix of shock and anger, "Let’s get rid of her first!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, air currents swirled.

Ye Wanlan’s figure flashed, avoiding the bullet that shot towards her at breakneck speed, her gaze unflinching.

She leaped into the air, light as a butterfly, dancing through the sky.

Qinggong is not anti-gravity, it too obeys the law of universal gravitation.

The reason for such a feat was the inner strength in her Dantian.

To those armed individuals, however, it seemed utterly miraculous, enough to make Newton himself jump out of his coffin.

Using her palms like blades, she attacked the mercenaries straight on.

These blood-tasting mercenaries couldn’t even capture Ye Wanlan’s silhouette, only seeing afterimages.

By the time they truly faced those blue eyes, they were already knocked to the ground.

The middle-aged man was utterly terrified.

How many people must one kill to hone such precise and brutal killing techniques?!

He also had no chance to flee; Ye Wanlan struck him with her elbow, sending him flying.

Ye Wanlan stood up straight, dusted off her hands, and turned to leave.

**

Smoke filled the auction venue, and after an indeterminate amount of time, Yeh Xingli collapsed to the ground.

He heard footsteps, steady and unhurried; someone was approaching, but he no longer had the strength.

As a scientist, to die for a lofty ideal, that was worth it.

He didn’t know what secret the stone contained, but it might be something that could catapult humanity into a new era.

Yeh Xingli took a deep breath, ready to press a button, when suddenly a hand fiercely grasped his wrist, sending a chill through his body.

It’s over...

"Don’t panic," a voice tinged with a light smile fell from above, "I said I’d save you, you won’t come to any harm."