Chapter 519 (1/2)

It seemed that Anna had listened to their instruction, not to reveal to others that there was a space crack in the crypt, leading to gold treasure. Igor did not even know where Hao Ren and his gang had gone to. Now there was no worry that someone might cross that space crack; after Hao Ren returned from the other side, he had installed sensors and crack breakers near the space crack to prevent people from trespassing Tannagost.

Igor had asked why Becky had not come back. Hao Ren explained that she was visiting her relatives in The Plane of Dreams.

Instead of accepting Igor’s invitation to stay, they decided to go home. The first thing Hao Ren did was find his official car in the courtyard in front of the castle. The car had been parked there for a week. It was now covered with snow. He patted the roof of the car, thinking self-deprecatingly: in order not to cause a stir, when he came he did not tuck his car back into his dimensional pocket. He had instead parked it in the garden. But little did he expect the vengeful spirit phenomenon in Andrea Castle had become so bad that people were surprised by any supernatural phenomena no more. The fact that the Andrea family was the descendant of Vivian’s younger brother was out of his expectation too. If he had known it earlier, he would not have gone through all the trouble.

“The crypt,” Vivan instructed Igor. “Set up some guard points in different places in the crypt but don’t go too deep. Anna knows something about the dimension, let her decide the position of the sentry posts. We have laid a seal near the door of the vengeful spirit, but if there is still any anomaly, report it to me immediately.”

Igor bowed respectfully and nodded his head, and then carefully asked, “My lord, how can I contact you? Sorry … our family has lost our traditional occult skills.”

Vivian smacked herself on the forehead. “Oh yes, hold on a second.”

Then she reached her hand into the pocket. Igor suddenly became nervous and serious, wondering what magic prop Vivian was going to take out. It was normal for witch and her human minions to communicate through the black cat’s cry, crow’s shadow, Datura flowers ashes and stuff like that. However after a long while, Vivian had only taken out a small notebook. She tore off a piece of paper and wrote something on it. “Now I have a cell phone, this is my cell phone number; just remember to add prefix 0086.”

Igor asked flabbergastedly, “… isn’t it a magic prop? I remember the ancient books of my ancestors had mentioned about Drops of Blood Debris or something…”

Vivian’s brows knit together as she said, “It was a long time ago. One must keep up with the times, you know. Can Drops of Blood Debris send text messages?”

Igor: “…..”

A batswoman of 10,000 years old was teaching a modern person to keep up with the times. Only this could happen to him, Hao Ren thought.

After giving her instructions, they left Andrea Castle by teleporting back home. Y’zaks was sitting in the living room reading the paper. Sitting on a sofa reading the People’s Daily, he looked exactly like a prisoner in a hard labour camp. Sensing the air distortion around him, Y’zaks looked up with a mean smile. “I knew you’re going to come back. What take you so long, uh? Where’s Becky?”

“She has gone back to her hometown,” said Hao Ren. “You wouldn’t guess what we found in the lair of the vengeful spirit! It’s a pity that you didn’t go along this time. We’ve found a stable passageway connecting the real world and The Plane of Dreams.”

That was unexpected. Y’zaks was very surprised. “Really? Then tell me everything about it.

“Before that, mind you guys explain it to me,” said Nangong Sanba as he flung himself in the sofa and spread out his hands. “I don’t have clue and my mind is still left behind the other world. Can anyone tell me who you guys are? What organisation? What team? A lone wolf superhero, or a coalition of vengeance seekers? Looks like your team is unlike any forces of the Earth. Shall I join as a public servant or an independent contractor?”

Nangong Wuyue shot her brother a sideways glance. “Brother, you’re too inquisitive.”

“I think I should also explain it to you,” Hao Ren nodded. “Are you prepared to the truth? In the future, you’ll need to follow a gang of space-time agents dealing all kind of things all over the world, and in many cases, in the other worlds. Ours is a high risk job, but safety and security measures are aplenty. It’s very exciting, but also very rewarding. You can broaden your horizons, increase your knowledge, and often time get more than worldly return, such as…”

Hao Ren took out a golden apple from the dimensional pocket and continued. “Golden Apple, yes, the one in the story where Hercules had tricked Atlas into getting it. But this one’s genuine, with a trademark. I guarantee that it’s as authentic as the stolen peach that the monkey had stolen, 100% from the realm of God. If you are in, you will be able to get these things and to the top of your life.”