Chapter 408 - Chapter 408: Chapter 261: New Discovery! (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)
[Your physical functions and overall qualities have been enhanced!]
[Additionally, according to your management in the Virtual World, the novel “Ace Agent” has been automatically generated with an approximate length of 1.248 million words. It is now being automatically exported for you and the export will be completed in about 12 hours!]
[Please remember to check for it!]
Lin Chuan massaged his temples while checking the system panel.
[Work: “Ace Agent”.]
[Current Status: Exporting.]
[Current Popularity Value (Average Subscription): 0/100000.]
“Hmm?”
Lin Chuan furrowed his brows slightly, “System, are there no more assessment tasks?”
The system replied—
[No.]
Concise and to the point.
Suddenly, Lin Chuan felt his head wasn’t that swollen, without assessment tasks, there was one less constraint. He could publish as he wished.
No need to fret over how to complete assessment tasks anymore!
Originally, Lin Chuan thought the system might assign him an ‘agent task,’ thankfully it didn’t, otherwise, where would he even complete it?
That would have meant a lot of running around and hard work!
As for one hundred thousand subscriptions…
Lin Chuan felt, it didn’t seem so unattainable anymore!
After all, “Arms Tycoon” had already touched the threshold of one hundred thousand subscriptions!
Give him a little more time, “Ace Agent” was also not impossible!
“Sleep, sleep,” Lin Chuan could hardly hide his joy, blissfully returning to his room, and hugging the Little Landlady, he drifted into dreams.
…
The next day.
When Lin Chuan woke up, it was already noon.
The drizzle that had lasted all night had stopped, leaving a soft, gentle grey-blue that lightly covered Anling City, with the scent of earth and fallen leaves pervading the air.
Lin Chuan got up and opened the window.
The crisp air, cold and clear, rushed into the room through the open window, and he took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.
“Chairman, you’re up?”
The gentle voice of the Little Landlady emanated from the living room, sweet and clear, like the sound of wind chimes caressed by a breeze.
“I’m up,” Lin Chuan replied as he stepped out of the room, smiling.
“I’ll warm up your breakfast, oh no, it’s lunch now!” The Little Landlady got up from the sofa and darted into the kitchen to prepare food for Lin Chuan.
“Great!”
Lin Chuan pulled out his cellphone.
There were quite a few messages.
Among them, Xia Qingqing had sent him a message that even vibrated his phone, “I found some key information in the material you provided last night.”
Lin Chuan thought for a moment, “Is it the crime data for the Morgan Group?”
Xia Qingqing replied promptly, “Yes.”
“No problem, you can take credit for this lead. Continue to investigate, and I can help you if you hit a roadblock,” Lin Chuan replied with a smile on his face.
“I’ll split the bonus with you when it’s time!” Xia Qingqing joked.
“Also, is there any contact between them and Sania?”
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Around noon, the sky had not cleared fully; the clouds hung low, heavy yet unabrasive, like a backdrop meticulously arranged by nature, shielding against the harsh winter winds but also preventing sunlight from breaking through, leaving the world immersed in a soft, slightly dim shade. Such overcast days lacked the blinding brightness of a clear sky but added a sense of peace and serenity, warming the heart.
On both sides of the street, the branches and leaves of trees were more vividly green after the rain, with occasional fallen leaves gently swaying, eventually drifting down to form golden paths. The hurried or leisurely footsteps of the passersby harmonized with the tranquility, their elongated shadows on the damp ground contracting with their strides, like brushstrokes of time silently drawing the rhythms of life.
In the distance, the mountain ranges seemed more hazy under the overcast sky, overlapping and resembling a delicate ink wash painting, inspiring longing. The mist weaving through the mountains met the clouds above as if there was no boundary between heaven and earth, everything submerged in a dreamy yet real atmosphere.
At such times, if one were lucky enough to stroll through these scenes, they might come across a street stall, where steaming snacks filled the air with tempting aromas—the warm comfort of winter. People gathered around, chatting merrily or enjoying the rare tranquility and beauty in silence, their souls bathing in a gentle cleanse.
In the southern winters, even on overcast days, there is a unique charm and appeal that intoxicates one unintentionally, making them forget the cold, wishing time would slow and acquaintances never part.