Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 352 - 317: Great Qi Fortune

Chapter 352: Chapter 317: Great Qi Fortune

Leaving the Special Combat Squadron Base was quite far.

Wang Tonggu and Zhuang Ziwen drove to the airport, where a large fleet of luxury cars had already parked. Wang Yijun still looked pale, with a hint of fear in his eyes, but evidently, he was out of danger.

Supported by others, he could stand firmly and wait.

After receiving assurances from Zhou Ping’an.

Wang Tonggu, fearing more complications with the passing night, simply decided to transfer his cousin to Linhai, where advanced medical skills were not the most important thing.

The key was that, in Linhai, among his own Wang Family’s stronghold, it was easier to handle matters.

Instead of being on edge as in Dongjiang.

What Wang Yijun had done before had clearly greatly offended Zhou Ping’an.

Being nonchalant now didn’t mean he would be the same in the future.

Moving gave some peace of mind.

"Old Zhuang, for today’s matter, I owe you one."

"Let me advise you, the waters are too deep here in Dongjiang. In the following events, you’d better not get too involved, otherwise, you might encounter unforeseen calamities."

Wang Tonggu spoke earnestly, "To do the undoable, risking disaster—sometimes, one must believe in fate."

His words were pointed.

Zhuang Ziwen actually got the hint.

But he was not content.

What his old friend was referring to was his recent collaboration with Hongguang Group and Taihe Pharmaceuticals, among others, to explore and excavate the Qin Dynasty Ancient Tomb.

At the start, no one took it seriously.

Just trying it out, they believed that a famous historical archaeology professor from Linhai University wouldn’t be bluffing about attracting investment and starting projects.

Everyone felt that the renowned Professor Zhuang from the archaeology field, even without concrete evidence of an unknown grand tomb within the borders of Wenshan and potentially finding extremely valuable treasures,

could, nevertheless, uncover something of value.

The venture began under an ambiguous "may or may not" situation.

And then?

When nobody held much hope, they actually unearthed a great treasure.

The items found in the tomb of General Wenshan were shocking and also caused much regret.

The treasures were indeed valuable.

But the best items went to "outsiders."

One being Dong Qingshan.

Another, Jacob...

As protectors and students, they unexpectedly got their hands on the most coveted mirror.

And Zhuang Ziwen?

He pushed for the excavation relentlessly, traced dragon veins, determined geomantic winds, analyzed the geography and water sources, and directed the digging.

In the end, he didn’t get even a single hair.

When it was time to reap the rewards, he fainted and knew nothing.

This affair turned into a mess.

In Wang Tonggu’s eyes.

The various actions of Zhuang Ziwen, ultimately, were just a joke.

He was an unlucky man.

If fortune was not on his side, why obsess over pursuing the greatest benefits?

Keep in mind, he was just a historical archaeology professor, without money, influence, power, or bravery. How could he even dare to dream so big?

"Tonggu, I appreciate your kind intentions, but you don’t understand. It’s not that I’m clinging on stubbornly, the secrets involved are too astonishing."

Zhuang Ziwen thought if he did not speak out now,

the other party might board the airplane and return directly to Linhai.

His gaze flickered slightly. After a brief silence, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "What if, I mean what if, you knew this matter related to the secret of longevity? Would it tempt you?"

"Longevity? Ha ha, you mean longevity?"

Wang Tonggu not only wasn’t surprised but also showed a relieved expression.

Throughout history, countless emperors, generals, heroes, and champions—none would willingly face oblivion in their old age.

"In the end, no one can escape that day."

Every person harbors that thought.

But just thinking about it obsessively, what good does that do?

Millions long for immortality, yet not one has been successful.

Watching Zhuang Ziwen’s face filled with the expression of "If I can hear the Way in the morning, I can die in the evening," he couldn’t help but sigh secretly, feeling a wave of pity rise from the depths of his heart.

"Don’t think too much about it, come with me to Linhai, find a villa, and take good care of yourself..."

"So, you think I’m mentally ill?"

Zhuang Ziwen opened his mouth and laughed despite himself.

"Tonggu, whether you believe it or not, but I truly have evidence. Be it the General’s Tomb or the Zhao Yue Ruins, there indeed are mysterious treasures within.

I found some traces in old papers. Not to mention anything else, just think about the First Emperor, so wise and martial—why did he repeatedly seek immortality in the Eastern Sea?

He inspected the empire several times, heading east, where exactly did he go?

And, on his way back, why did he face so many assassination attempts?

Most importantly, not even fifty years old and at the height of his life, why was he keen on building such a grand mausoleum?

Configuring the tomb with the sun, moon, and stars, and having so many terracotta warriors buried with him, what extravagant designs—where do you think he learned such things, and why employ such methods? What was his purpose?"

Professor Zhuang grew increasingly agitated, his eyes turning slightly red.

Obviously, the feeling that everyone was drunk and he alone was sober was somewhat uncomfortable.

He hoped to persuade Wang Tonggu and perhaps involve the Wang family as well, having a third-party power enter the situation, so it wouldn’t devolve to its current state.

As the project leader, to be sidelined to such an extent was unbearably frustrating.

"You..."

Wang Tonggu’s eyes widened; he had finally confirmed that his old friend and colleague of nearly thirty years might have truly gone mad.

Life is like that, the more you pursue, the more obsessions you gather.

One thought can lead to enlightenment, another to demonhood.

And Zhuang Ziwen had obviously been influenced by the obsession with "eternity" into madness.

He believed deeply in things elusive and intangible.

At this point, whatever was said was useless.

The other party understood every reasoning and was aware of everything.

But, you can never wake a person who is pretending to sleep...

"Since you are so sure and have evidence, then why didn’t you say a word when Zhou Ping’an asked about it earlier?"

"Well... this matter is not so nice to say. Not hiding from you, I deliberately kept it from Zhou Ping’an. Officer Zhou, as a partner, is not bad but too good.

You have seen what he has done in Dongjiang during this period, with the heart of a Bodhisattva and the methods of Vajra...

He is righteous and commands well. In just a short amount of time, starting from a lowly status, he managed to almost dominate Dongjiang.

If you had met him two months earlier, would you have expected the situation in Dongjiang to change like this? Would you think he could grow to this extent?"

"What are you trying to say?" Wang Tonggu’s face remained expressionless.

As he listened, he too got entangled in the discussion.

He had to admit, Zhuang Ziwen made a lot of sense.

But, what did this have to do with him not wanting to inform Zhou Ping’an about certain matters?

Far-fetched at best.

The stronger and more loyal the partner, the better, right?

"He is a man of great Qi fortune."

Zhuang Ziwen’s face turned grim, and after holding his breath for a long time, he finally mustered a statement.

"If we bring him into the fold, I’m afraid all the benefits would go to him, and when the time comes, he reaps the blessings and I bear the calamities, wouldn’t I just be creating a bridal dress for someone else?"

"Ha, hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tonggu finally burst into hearty laughter.

He felt as though he was witnessing the absurdities of the world.

The mind of a madman is indeed broad.

Making real-sounding arguments out of baseless matters.

Even considering whether a partner possesses significant Qi fortune.

Forget it, too lazy to entertain his madness.

"Old Zhuang, let’s not discuss this. Since you have this idea, just wait for the main people of Hongguang Group to come and call you with a handsome offer. Didn’t you say you know the secrets and their efforts are destined to be in vain? So, just wait..."

He waved his hand, "As for our Wang family, we won’t get involved. Recently, there’s a project within the clan that is extremely crucial for future development; I can’t spare any efforts."

Of course, that was an excuse.

The real meaning, to spare the face of his old friend, Wang Tonggu couldn’t say it too plainly.

Implying was enough.

"You will regret this."

Zhuang Ziwen shook his head, his expression a mix of disappointment yet not insisting, just coldly watching Wang Tonggu board the plane and leave.

Watching Wang Tonggu and his group ascend the spiral staircase, he intended to turn and leave.

Suddenly, Zhuang Ziwen felt the surrounding noises of people and the honking of cars begin to fade from his ears...

The colors in his vision were also suddenly stripped away, turning into black and white.

It was like stepping into a silent black-and-white film.

The surroundings became blotchy and decayed.

Alarmed, he turned around and saw a pair of eyes.

Those eyes, as if absorbing all the vibrant colors of the world, slowly spun, captivating anyone who looked into them.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome Professor Zhuang to our big family."

He heard a strange welcoming voice in his ears, and then he knew nothing anymore.

...

"You’re saying, one moment you were all constantly watching Professor Zhuang. The next moment, he disappeared, as if vanishing into thin air."

Tang Tang was so upset she nearly slammed the table.

She had just issued an order, arranging for four individuals to take turns in shifts to tail to see who Professor Zhuang Ziwen was meeting and where he was headed.

But in less than two hours.

The person was lost.

Not shaken off, but truly lost.

Disappeared...

"We failed in our duties."

The four members of the special combat squad stood in the office, their eyes red with embarrassment.

The incident was indeed preposterous.

"Forget it, it’s not their fault."

Zhou Ping’an watched from the side, gave Tang Tang a knowing look, and waved his hand, signaling the four to leave.

"They all bear traces of mental strength invasion on them, in other words, they were hypnotized."

"They themselves didn’t know they were hypnotized?"

Tang Tang inhaled sharply.

"The method of mental invasion by the other party is very magical. There’s no need for face-to-face interaction; people just need to enter a certain range to be affected."

Zhou Ping’an roughly guessed what the situation at the scene was like.

Because he himself could do the same.

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