Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 152 The Legendary Gene
Chen Yan suddenly realized, no wonder he was so kind to send the money to his door. It turned out that it was because of time constraints and he had to find someone who knew the third uncle well.

Now that I think about it, time is really running out.

According to what he had learned before, more and more superhumans who had been injured by Ogami were tracking down Marina's whereabouts for the legendary "blood with unique healing power".

The third uncle was one of the people who knew the whereabouts of Marina.

Chen Yan thought, what Colin Frankenstein said [too many people want to find the whereabouts of the third uncle] may be because of the news that [the third uncle knows where the blood is], some people with good intentions let it out .

So, those who couldn't find Marina turned to look for the third uncle.

Who is the person who deliberately spread the news?

Chen Yan did not have any clues about the identity of that person.

Chen Yan thought for a moment, then responded: "As a graduate student of Miskatonic University, plus 25 pounds - very generous remuneration, what do you need me to do?"

A response came from the microphone: "My research project is [Research on Abnormal Evolution of Subhumans].

That is to study the [Sublimation Ritual] of demi-races in [abnormal state]. "

"I want to find out how Liang Ansheng evolved from a low-ranking bloodline [Amphora, Squama, Snakes] to [Philosaurus, Squama, Anaconda] that originally only existed in legends." Gene."

Listening to this unfamiliar outline, Chen Yan's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

"What did you say? Which class is the linnosaurus class? I have never heard of it... I have reason to suspect that you are lying!"

The ignorance shown by Chen Yan made the voice on the phone very carefree:

"It's beyond your comprehension, is it?
Mr. Chen, in fact, the world is very different from what you and I imagined.

Our civilization was destroyed in the blood moon catastrophe thousands of years ago, and all the documents recording history were burned in the flames.

We don't know what happened thousands of years ago, we can only rely on our eyes to discern the original face of the world from the fog of modern times.

Mr. Chen, this is the meaning of the existence of occultism—questions that cannot be studied from history should be studied and answered by occultism.

We are researchers of the occult, we have the courage to face the fear of the unknown, and we even have a way to make the human brain carry the knowledge of the gods.

Now is an opportunity, Mr. Chen, I really appreciate you, and I really want you to take advantage of this opportunity, after all... Senior Xanthium's recommendation is really very valuable. "

Chen Yan never said what the so-called "Snake Dragons, Programs, and Anacondas" were all about.

In other words, the guy on the phone was losing his appetite.

Chen Yan understood what he meant, and thus began a half-minute silence.

The fine snowflakes are beating on the windows, and the half-round moon hanging in the night sky makes people feel more peaceful. The moon clock tower in the city center is ringing, from 1 to 8—it is now 8 o'clock in the evening .

Colin Frankenstein waited quietly for Chen Yan's response, like waiting for a prey that would surely step into a bear trap.

Half a minute later, Chen Yan spoke.

"No, you have to give me the 25 pounds first, otherwise if I go to the downtown area and accidentally hang up, who will be responsible for me!"

Colin Frankenstein's angry voice came from the microphone:

"Mr. Chen! You are such an ordinary person! You have wasted your talent! Do you know that there is only one in a million people who can awaken the eye in the skull! Those who are qualified to participate in the mechanical ascension experiment are the darlings of heaven!
And you!You actually talked about money with me!

You have wasted everything!
You stinky man!I spit on you for this! "

Chen Yan pinched her nose: "Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you will give it or not."

An exasperated voice came from the phone: "No!"

Chen Yan: "Goodbye."

The person on the phone suddenly panicked: "Wait!"

Chen Yan: "Huh?"

A distorted voice of compromise came from the microphone: "5 pounds! I will pay you 5 pounds in advance as your operational funds! The rest will be given to you after the completion of the matter!"

Chen Yan is unreasonable: "25 pounds, less than a penny is out of the question."

There was a strangled sound from the microphone, followed by Colin Frankenstein's rapid coughing.

When the cough fell, there was a response from the microphone.

"Row!"

Chen Yan opened his eyes wide, and his eyes glowed: "How can you give it to me?"

The voice in the microphone was helpless: "I... will mail it to you tomorrow!"

Chen Yan immediately responded: "When the money arrives, when will I start working."

Colin Frankenstein said angrily: "As you wish! Mr. Chen! I hope you can really do it!"

"Good night!"

He hung up the phone angrily.

Huh?So simple to agree directly?Doesn't it take into account the fact that I took the money and didn't do anything?
Chen Yan was not angry, only curiosity and emotion in his heart.

These people who engage in academic research in the empire are really rich!
You can take out 25 pounds casually, and the 25 pounds are likely to be wasted - this Colin Frankenstein is even richer than some middle-class people on the high street.

Chen Yan knew in his heart that this guy dumped 25 pounds casually, not only because he had money, but also because he had nothing to do—too many people were involved in the downtown matter, and Colin Frankenstein obviously didn't want to enter the arena directly, so he had to pay someone to do it for him.

The 25 pounds was Chen Yan's remuneration, and it was also the opportunity cost that Colin Frankenstein paid for his own research project.

Even if the speculation fails, the effect on him is nothing more than losing some money.

As for Chen Yan who entered the arena physically, if he fails, he will most likely lose his life.

Chen Yan thought to himself that Colin Frankenstein may not have only found him, maybe he also found other people to inquire about the third uncle - this is a research cost that guy can afford.

But no matter what, Chen Yan felt that making money was feasible.

That's 25 pounds!
If it wasn't for the Byron Weiss Group's ability to reimburse the tax bill, Chen Yan would probably be in ruins now, because his savings have almost been spent.

If it weren't for the tax bills that could be reimbursed, Chen Yan would have risked being targeted by the gang to sell the two gold pieces.

There are too many people who were targeted for pawning valuables and eventually died in dark alleys or died suddenly in their own residences.

Even the third uncle had specially emphasized to Chen Yan before that he should never reveal his money in front of others.

If Chen Yan can earn the 25 pounds, he will truly own his own savings, instead of staring at the two pieces of gold that can only be seen but not spent every day.

At the same time, he also had to take the risk of confronting the rotten third uncle - this was not difficult, and Chen Yan was originally entrusted by Lawrence to investigate the third uncle.

Interestingly, what Lawrence wants to investigate, and what Colin Frankenstein wants to investigate, is actually the same thing——

That is [why the third uncle was able to complete the 'impossible' sublimation ceremony].

If Chen Yan solves this matter, he will kill two birds with one stone.

(End of this chapter)