In Taibei.
A mansion was located in a certain lakeside area.
The front was facing the water and the back was facing the mountain. It completely followed the wonderful feng shui of attracting wealth and avoiding wind and disaster.
The mansion was a typical Chinese building. Other than the scenery that was slightly mixed with European style, it looked like it had returned to ancient times from afar.
Other than this mansion, this area was obviously private property.
The sun wasn't very strong today.
So the shade of the parasol doesn't look too dark
However, there was still one person hiding in the shadows, elegantly flipping through a book. A brief history of time.
The pure white casual outfit made him look aloof and relaxed. There were drinks on the table beside him.
It was not coffee, but pure tea.
An indescribable fragrance lingered around him. From time to time, he would taste it. His entire person did not look like someone that the mortal world could accommodate.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. He gently put down the teacup in his hand, closed the book, and placed it neatly on the table beside him along with the teacup.
He stood up and walked out of the shadow circle. The corners of his lips curled up as he looked at the sky with a faint anticipation, as if something interesting was about to happen in the sky.
Not long after, countless dark blue balls of light appeared in the sky. They were spinning chaotically within a certain range.
He elegantly raised his hand, and an invisible barrier immediately rose within a hundred miles of the mansion, isolating the outside world from this place, so that the outside world could not sense the abnormality here at all.
Something seemed to be brewing in the center of the light ball. The space membrane was extremely unstable, and it felt like it could collapse at any moment.
Finally, it couldn't take it anymore. An explosion sounded in the sky, resounding through the clouds. However, the sound didn't spread out. The invisible barrier isolated everything. The sound was naturally no exception. It didn't even cause a ripple.
The center of the blue light was surrounded by fine electric sparks, while the center was dark and turbid. It was deep and charming, as if it had an incredible magic power that could make people offer their souls voluntarily. Even if they knew that it was the source of evil, they would still be willing to endure it.
"Ah!"
A scream came from the darkness.
Bang!
It was like a black viscous liquid falling down. The ground was pitch-black, and it was about to dissipate.
Looking at the thick dark aura that he wanted to condense but could not, a touch of curiosity appeared on his face. He raised his hand and clenched it, helping the aura condense into a physical entity.
It was a young man with a cold and handsome face. He had a black trench coat and short hair. A thick dark aura lingered around his body, as if even his soul had been dyed black. However, he was indeed a 'human', at least his body was…
The young man's eyes were tightly shut. There were traces of time attribute power on his body, indicating that he did not belong to this time and space. The mark was very light, far inferior to 'him' who helped him condense.
The man pinched his fingers, and a light blue ball of light appeared between his fingers, gently flicking it at the young man.
The ball of light immediately expanded and wrapped around the young man like a cocoon, giving the young man the possibility of turning into a butterfly.
Perhaps his ability was too strong!
The blue cocoon of light lasted for less than fifteen minutes before cracks began to appear. A low groan came from within.
The light dissipated, and the young man used his hand to block the dazzling sunlight. His voice was filled with confusion.
"Where is this place?" Didn't I turn into ashes? How could he still feel the glaring sunlight…
"Are you awake?"
His voice interrupted the young man's thoughts. He sat back elegantly on the chair under the parasol and asked with interest.
"And you are?" Hearing a voice that was different from that of fear, the young man suddenly sat up and looked at him with a face full of doubt.
"You can call me Mr. He.”He introduced himself.
"Mr. He?" the young man repeated subconsciously.
"The aura on your body is very interesting. You actually have the supreme power of 'time and space', and the high-level power of' darkness 'from the' laws 'mixed together. Although they are very weak, they are indeed these two powers.”
Mr. He didn't pay attention to the young man's words and asked with great interest.
" I... don't know..." The young man paused, as if he hadn't recovered yet. His words weren't organized properly, but there seemed to be something else.
"Stop pretending. I have already replenished your damaged soul. Other than your body being a little inflexible, your entire body is very healthy!”
Mr. He bluntly exposed the young man's lie and hinted that he had the power to replenish his soul.
The soul was the foundation of all life. Other than being divided into two sides, Yin and Yang, he had never heard of anyone who could directly repair the soul. The young man's eyes widened in disbelief.
"I…I…"
"Looks like you still don't plan to tell me?”
Mr. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Just as the young man was tensed up and waiting to be dealt with, Mr. He said,"If you don't want to say it, then forget it!"
Then he walked away, leaving a stunned young man behind.
……
Sun Zhuo's voice was not bad, but his age…To put it bluntly, he was a little old.
All singing artists had gone through years of training. It was not easy for them to break out of the tight encirclement with their grassroots background. Therefore, Sun Zhuo was quickly drowned out by the artists under Mr. He's company.
Mr.'He' had noticed that her luck was affected by her ancestors. It was already good enough that she didn't die of bad luck. Unexpectedly, his involvement couldn't stop her bad luck from finding Sun Zhuo. She was really unlucky! What did her ancestors do to cause such a disaster?‘Mr. He expressed his interest.
Although this wasn't the space-time dimension he grew up in, it was still easy for him to deduce and recall certain things. However, he didn't do that. He simply enjoyed being a 'human' and spent money to hire a private detective to investigate.
Sure enough, in this world, as long as you had money, you could do anything. In just three days, his table was filled with Sun Zhuo's ancestors.
The most eye-catching person was Sun Zhuo's grandfather's father, Han Nuo.
Before Han Nuo went missing, his wife, son, and parents had all suffered irreparable injuries. But after he went missing, all of them had recovered. It was unbelievable.
The private investigator even brought back a black and white photo of Han Nuo, which made Mr. He feel that things were getting more and more interesting.
The person in the photo looked very much like the noble man with a braid he met in the Pub. If it weren't for the time difference, many people would have thought that they were the same person.
However, Mr. He was sure that they were the same person. This photo was not fake, so that person was Sun Zhuo's great-grandfather, Han Nuo.
"Boss!"
A handsome man in a black suit interrupted Mr. He's train of thought. He was the young man who had appeared out of thin air that day.
These few days, he had been assigned to Mr. He's company as a special assistant. He had full authority to handle the company's affairs, big and small. He worked hard without complaint, never stepping out of the door, and was conscientious and conscientious…
Of course, all of this came with a condition. That day, when he woke up and saw the calendar, he closed his eyes in disbelief. His entire being was in a bad state, and he used all sorts of methods to look for Mr. He to 'ask for shelter.'
Then, she became Mr. He's special assistant (slave)…
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