Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 690 The true leader of the Constans Family! [2nd update]

Chapter 690: 690 The true leader of the Constans Family! [2nd update]

The young deacon had served Christine for a long time and understood her heart well: "Then, please allow me to prepare a new set of clothes for you."

"Hmm." Christine nodded slowly, "Don’t forget the gun."

At the Global Center, fists do the talking.

Although her physical fitness was poor and she didn’t know any fighting techniques, her marksmanship was first-rate.

Shooting with perfect accuracy was something she could achieve.

"Understood." The young deacon acknowledged and immediately went to make preparations.

Meanwhile, at the Supernatural Affairs Office.

Wen Chaosheng was trying to sneak into the director’s office but was caught a few steps away from success.

"What are you sneaking around for so early in the morning? Even ghosts seem more human than you!" The director of the Supernatural Affairs Office easily grabbed Wen Chaosheng by the ear, "Aren’t you supposed to be on vacation? Why are you here now? Don’t give me that overtime nonsense! I know you too well!"

Wen Chaosheng swallowed the word "overtime" in his throat.

"Hmph, as if I don’t know what you’re up to." The director released his grip, "Speak, what’s the matter?"

"Boss, I have a question for you." Wen Chaosheng rubbed his hands, "Do you think time can be managed?"

"Oh, went on vacation to read philosophy books?" The director gave him a sidelong glance, speaking sarcastically, "Not planning to handle supernatural cases anymore, aspiring to be a philosopher instead?"

Wen Chaosheng: "..."

"What exactly is time?" The director rolled his eyes, "Some scientists say that the difference between past, present, and future is merely an illusion. From a scientific standpoint, these three can occur simultaneously."

If there truly were a time machine, traveling from the future to the past, both the past and the future would continue to flow.

"Boss, when did you become a scientist?" Wen Chaosheng’s mouth dropped in shock, "Although you are a top graduate of Shenzhou University, I remember your major was theology!"

"What does it matter, theology or science? When you reach the end, there’s no difference." The director shrugged, "Time is always flowing, and if it could be managed, it would require a vast and sophisticated organization."

Wen Chaosheng seemed to understand but not fully: "So, it is possible?"

"Exactly." The director nodded slowly, "But managing time is an arduous task because there’s not just one timeline. Didn’t the International Strategic Studies Institute announce the ’parallel universe’ theory a few years ago?"

Wen Chaosheng recalled this indeed and continued to ask, "Then those managing time would send people to specifically correct mistakes on the timeline?"

He understood!

Since Ye Wanlan betrayed time and was considered a Time Betrayer by the Time Administration Bureau.

According to the timeline managed by the Time Administration Bureau, she shouldn’t exist, so there are endless punishers sent to correct the mistake of Ye Wanlan.

But perhaps this mistake is not significant enough to affect the entire timeline, so the punishers are not strong enough to kill Ye Wanlan with one strike.

By this calculation, isn’t there an even stronger Time Betrayer?

"Oh?" The director’s eyes lit up at this statement, "That’s very reasonable, very reasonable indeed!"

Wen Chaosheng was about to feel triumphant, but before he could smile fully, the director kicked him on the butt.

"Slacking off at work is one thing, but off-duty time is already your own. Disturbing my rest, however, will cost you three more B-level tasks!" The director said sinisterly.

Wen Chaosheng’s face immediately fell: "Boss, three is too many, can’t it be reduced to one?"

"You always hide your true strength, but there should be a limit." The director said with his hands behind his back, "I’m about to retire, and I hope someone suitable will take my place."

Wen Chaosheng’s expression changed slightly, and he lowered his head, saying after a while, "I understand, boss."

"That’s more like it." The director said with relief, "Anything else? I’ll grant you a special perk."

"I want to..." Wen Chaosheng scratched his head, "look at the SS-class files."

The SS-class files are the highest-level secrets of the Supernatural Affairs Office, containing records of supernatural events not only from the past three hundred years since the Global Center was established but even further back, up to a thousand years ago.

By policy, only those in the director’s position are eligible to view them.

After contemplating for a moment, the director sighed and said, "Fine, you can view them in advance."

Wen Chaosheng was overjoyed: "Thank you, boss!"

"However, a warning for you—" The director cautioned, "If you fail the election, you’ll face greater punishment then."

Wen Chaosheng’s enthusiasm dimmed: "I’ll do my best."

He took the key and headed to the place where the SS-class files were kept.

Once he entered, Wen Chaosheng tapped his earpiece: "Sister YN, can you hear me?"

"Yes." Ye Wanlan’s voice came through, "Don’t worry about the election."

"I’m not worried at all." Wen Chaosheng steeled himself, "Failing the election is just dying. In twenty-five years, I’ll be a hero again."

"What I mean is—" Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "with me here, I won’t let you lose."

Wen Chaosheng’s heart suddenly trembled: "Sister YN?"

He was one of the first in the group to see Ye Wanlan in person, yet he still found her to be a mystery.

Ye Wanlan offered no further explanation, only saying, "Find something similar to what happened to me. We must uncover the Transcendent Woman."

"Understood." Wen Chaosheng dared not delay and began swiftly flipping through the first file.

**

Meanwhile, at Shenzhou University.

In the boardroom meeting.

"See? These exchange students from Yunjing University, only here a few days, have already caused quite a stir." A middle-aged man slammed a folder on the table, "Bullying guards, insulting our students in the classroom; this exchange program should never have been started!"

Other board members took the file, read through it, and shook their heads repeatedly.

The principal of Shenzhou University coughed lightly: "This project has been filed for several years and only came to fruition this year. It wasn’t easy. The things you’ve mentioned, I went to see them, and they’re all misunderstandings."

"Principal Nero!" The middle-aged man was even more furious, "They’ve just arrived and already stepped on Shenzhou University and our Constans family’s reputation. If they stay longer, won’t it be chaos?"

"Indeed." An elder spoke up, "It’s better to let them return. Given their abilities, they won’t keep up with subsequent studies, and when they embarrass themselves, it also tarnishes Shenzhou’s reputation."

"Then isn’t it better to keep them and let them see the gap between Shenzhou and us?" A woman interjected, "But I agree with Teren. If they are already so arrogant now, what about the future?"

Teren Constans, the middle-aged board member, stared directly at Principal Nero: "Principal Nero, if you do not impose rules on these exchange students from Yunjing University, our Constans family might pull some of the funding."

With these words, the other board members paused their actions.

Everyone knew that the Constans family, backed by the World’s First Bank, was at the top of the Four Major Families in terms of wealth.

Half of Shenzhou University’s funding came from the Constans family.

If the Constans family withdrew its investment, Shenzhou University might cease operations in less than a day!

Seeing Principal Nero silent, a struggle seemed to flicker on his brow, Teren felt somewhat pleased: "Principal Nero, consider carefully whether you want our family’s investment."

"I didn’t realize that you could decide whether to keep my money." At this moment, a cold female voice rang out, "Teren Constans, do you intend to speak behind my back?"