Nangong Jun ate the skewers she had bought from a barbecue stall and fell into self-doubt.
Did he go in the wrong direction from the beginning? The managers and employees of Anding District were all bastards. Although they had an open identity as a cover, if they attracted attention, their identities would be exposed.
Therefore, eliminating some bustling streets and outlining some suspicious options on the map.
According to the plot memory in his mind, he searched for some matching symbols in the surroundings.
He deleted them one by one with a marker and reconfirmed them. In the end, Nangong Jun left three options on the map.
He looked at the sun in the sky and confirmed that it was noon. He decided to return to the hotel first.
After memorizing the three locations on the map, Nangong Jun found a corner in the room and burned the map to ashes.
After informing the front desk lady through the customer service phone that he had to pay for a day, Nangong Jun lay in bed. He needed a few hours of rest to finish his afternoon work.
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When the hour hand on the alarm clock on the bedside table pointed to 3, Nangong Jun woke up under the effect of her biological clock.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, he changed into a set of fitting clothes and walked out of the door.
Following the three locations in his mind, he continued his treasure-hunting journey in the afternoon.
She looked around like a tourist. Although her acting skills were poor, it was fortunate that no one noticed.
When she reached the second option, Nangong Jun looked at the signboard of a coffee shop not far away, and her expression changed.
"Antiques? It's not the Anding District. I'm mistaken!"
Nangong Jun muttered to herself as if she was shocked by her own stupidity. She rubbed her cheeks.
Looking at the wind chimes hanging on the door, Nangong Jun understood that she had found the right person.
The familiar signboard of the coffee shop and the surrounding scenery became clearer in his mind.
The scene in front of him was like a photo, deeply imprinted in his mind, and he turned around to leave.
As described in modern poetry, I walked lightly, just as I came lightly. With a wave of my sleeves, I didn't take away a single cloud.
However, a certain someone did not seem to know that the moment he left, a blue-haired girl walked out of the coffee shop with a basin in her arms.
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After confirming the location, Nangong Jun paid for a taxi back to the hotel. Then, he chatted with the receptionist and got the contact information of a few reliable agencies.
After choosing two reliable agents, Nangong Jun bought two apartments near CCG and an antique coffee shop.
Just like that, after spending nearly 60% of his assets, Nangong Jun had his own home in District 20.
As the timeline had not yet turned, Nangong Jun decided to stay near CCG for now.
Nangong Jun headed to the bustling commercial district and found a furniture store that looked good. After spending another 10% of her net worth, she spent a week to finish decorating the two apartments.
Nangong Jun took a deep breath as she lay down in the comfortable and clean living room.
He sat cross-legged on the sofa and continued his daily meditation.
After completing the daily sign-in in the sea of consciousness, Nangong Jun, who had been doing it for two years, finally received his first big gift bag from the Godhead.
The first development of the Godhead gave Nangong Jun the power to use lightning.
Nangong Jun frowned slightly as he looked at the lightning that flashed from time to time in his fists.
"This amount of power is not even comparable to a button battery.”
Nangong Jun scratched her head in confusion and sat helplessly on the sofa.
The incomplete Godhead in his consciousness seemed to have the power to control the elements. Although he didn't know how powerful its previous owner was, it only gave Nangong Jun the power to control the lightning element.
Although lightning was one of the most powerful forces in the world, its development was indeed a big problem.
With his current control, it was useless.
However, he firmly believed that one day, he would raise his hand like a god descending into the world.
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After purchasing the necessary daily necessities and ingredients for a week's worth of living in the supermarket, Nangong Jun began to live the life of an otaku.
Although Uncle Yuki Shinohara had called him before he left and told him to go to a school to study, he was a little resistant to this option after spending several years studying hard in his previous life.
If he had the time, he would rather learn by himself.
There were many books placed in the study room that was rarely used at home. The bookshelves were filled with all kinds of books, making Nangong Jun look like a scholarly family.
The funds that he had obtained from Uncle Shinohara would be spent one day, so Nangong Jun needed to find a way to earn money before that day came.
Looking at the books on the shelves in his study, Nangong Jun had the idea of writing a book.
In her previous life, she had watched so many dramas and doujinshi. Any one of them would be enough for Nangong Jun to support herself in this world.
Nangong Jun had never been a hesitant person.
After buying a large number of pens and paper in the bookstore, Nangong Jun shut herself in the study and began a writing career that she had never tried before.
After spending three days and a lot of effort, Nangong Jun finally managed to squeeze out six words.
He looked at the blank paper with nothing but the title and signature.
Nangong Jun finally understood that he wasn't the kind of genius who knew everything at once.
However, giving up wasn't his choice. Relying on a large amount of fast food and a month-long time, Nangong Jun finally dug out a novel under mental exhaustion.
With excitement, he submitted this novel, which contained transmigration, harem, another world, bitterness, hegemony, and demons, to a publishing house. After waiting for almost a week, he received a letter from the publishing house.
He tore open the envelope and took out the letter.
Nangong Jun only glanced at it a few times before throwing it into the trash can gloomily.
There was no other reason. The letter stated that Nangong Jun's novel was not well-written, had no appeal, and had no value. It did not meet the requirements of their publishing firm.
Nangong Jun, who had thought that he would gain something from this, had no choice but to give up.
He had spent a month and a half and a lot of money, but in the end, he had been wasting money.
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