Atlas of Heaven and Man

Time entered the seventh day of September. Students at the Wu Yi Academy could be seen busily going up and down in the elevators.

After finishing one course, they needed to rush to another classroom. The whole day was spent in a hurry, which was rare in the past.

Chen Chuan felt that in the half semester since he arrived, the huge Xuangong Building rarely had many students, because most of the students spent their time outside. Even if they didn't pass a course, they could just pay a fee.

However, with the introduction of the evaluation score downgrade rule, many people were racking their brains. Not wanting to be sent to the arena as experimental subjects, the only option was to study desperately.

In such an atmosphere, Chen Chuan's leisurely demeanor seemed out of place.

After reaching the Third Limit, the evaluation score could no longer restrain him. Moreover, fighters at this level had more channels to acquire wealth and also possessed a certain social status. If he had no other pursuits, then what he had now would be enough.

But not to mention his own desire for freedom, the impending collision of worlds wouldn't allow him to be so stable. He had to continue to move upwards and possess enough strength, or rather, the ability to protect himself, before the Great Collision arrived.

To ensure nothing went wrong, he didn't choose to go straight to his destination. Instead, he drove to the stronghold outside the city he had used last time and parked the car there.

Then, he went out of the city again and concealed his own field information with his Second Self before returning, thus ensuring that no means could track him.

The address couldn't be found on the Realm Permit at first, but it was marked on the old map. He walked for about two hours and arrived at the location.

This was a high-end apartment building located on the border of the Shenwei District, with security patrols everywhere.

But thinking about it, if this place had been uninhabited for a long time, or was simply located in a remote area, given the security situation in the Central City, it would probably have been broken into for theft or occupation long ago. There would be no way to keep the things inside safe.

He didn't want to expose his whereabouts, so he climbed in from the edge. Using his Second Self to shield his tracks, he easily entered the interior without alarming anyone. He went up the stairs and arrived at the door of room 501 on the fifth floor.

He took out the key he had obtained from the old house and tried it. As expected, it was the key to this room. With a turn, it opened. After walking inside, he gently closed the door.

Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside the room, as if someone was walking around inside. He glanced at the dust on the table but remained unmoved.

He looked at the furnishings in the room and felt that the arrangement and layout were very similar to the house in his old home. It was clear that it was arranged by people with similar living habits.

After looking around outside, he didn't find anything, so he walked into the nearest room. He pushed open the half-closed door. There was no one inside, and the footsteps were long gone.

He searched this room and the two adjacent rooms roughly, but didn't find anything useful. It seemed that this was just a place to live. The property ownership certificate was left behind, and it still used his name.

But his parents wouldn't have just left him an apartment in the Central City, would they? There was no need to make it so complicated.

So there must be something else.

He carefully recalled something from his predecessor's childhood and returned to the room. He took out the entire drawer and finally found a key attached to the underside of the drawer.

After taking it down, he looked at it for a few moments. It had a "Wan" character engraved on it, as well as a serial number.

This is… the key to the Wansheng Finance vault?

This must be the most important thing.

He put the key in his pocket and didn't rush to leave. He carefully checked inside and out again to make sure nothing else was left behind before leaving and heading straight for Wansheng Finance.

Wansheng Finance is located in most central cities around the world. Even border cities and chaotic lands have branches and exchange points. It is one of the world's top financial institutions that has risen from the Da Shun mainland.

The branch in Jibei Dao Central City is located in the Weiguang District. It not only has its own active consciousness but also an independent security system.

When Chen Chuan arrived and showed the key, a manager surnamed Lai came out to greet him. He maintained a polite smile and didn't ask for his name or origin. Instead, he said, "Sir, the client who deposited the items initially requested that in addition to the key, the guest must also present a keepsake."

Chen Chuan's mind turned, and he took out the original person's company black card.

This was the only thing that could serve as a keepsake.

The manager took the black card, said "Please wait a moment," then took out a document from his bag and compared it. The implanted Realm Permit flashed red, and he nodded, returning the item to Chen Chuan. He stood up from his seat, "Sir, please follow me."

Chen Chuan stood up and followed him into the elevator to the underground vault. Manager Lai introduced him on the way.

"This is our Wansheng Finance's Class C independent vault. There are sixty-four empty cabinets with the same code. Every three hours, the encoder will regenerate a new sorting password.

If it is not opened in the correct order, even with the key, the correct storage cabinet cannot be found. After three incorrect attempts, everything will be locked. Only after three days can you try again…"

Chen Chuan was led into the vault and came to a separate cabinet. Manager Lai gave some instructions, bowed slightly, and left.

He waited for the other party to leave and then opened the cabinet doors one by one according to the coding sequence just generated.

Even with the prompts, his movements were fast enough, without any errors, but it still took about two minutes to complete the whole process. An average person wouldn't be able to do it in seven or eight minutes. At this time, he was also very curious about what exactly was so important to his predecessor's parents.

As the key was inserted into the last cabinet door, he heard a series of turning sounds from behind. A drawer popped out a crack from the inside. He took two steps back and pulled the drawer open a little. Inside was a package wrapped very well in sealing paper.

After taking out the item, he came to the display table on the side and carefully unwrapped it, trying not to damage the original packaging. After opening it, it was a small password-sealed box that required a password to open.

Password…

He remembered the string of numbers he had received at the same time as the address, recalled it once, and entered it.

The password was undoubtedly correct. With a click, it opened, revealing two glass syringes inside, one red and one blue.

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A note was attached to the side. He recognized the handwriting as that of his mother, which told him that the blue one was a memory needle, and explained the purpose of this thing.

This is a memory re-mapping technology drug. It can only be achieved between direct relatives. Through this, certain key information and memories can be transferred and passed on.

Chen Chuan picked it up and stuck it into his hand. This thing should be fine. Even if there was, he didn't have to worry about it with his Second Self.

After the injection, the effect did not appear immediately, because the transfer of memory information takes a process. Sometimes it takes effect in dreams, and sometimes it appears inadvertently, not so quickly.

But since he had already obtained it, he was not in a hurry. He thought he would slowly find out.

As for what was in the other syringe, the message did not explain what it was. It should be obtained in the memory.

At this time, he couldn't help but think that the things here used the memory transfer technology of direct relatives. If his body had really died that day, without his later replacement, then even if this thing was discovered, the contents inside might never be known to outsiders.

He didn't take this syringe away, but put it back directly, locked it again, and put it in the safe.

He had already asked when he came down. This safe has been accepting business since thirteen years ago and paid a deposit fee for twenty years at a time, which is enough to last until he is twenty-five years old.

It is safest to put things here.

Coming out of here, he greeted Manager Lai outside, signed another document, and then came out of Wansheng Finance. Just as he came out of the gate, a picture could not help but appear in his mind. Looking at that perspective, it seemed to be standing on the steps of Wansheng Finance looking upwards, and then walking up step by step.

He knew that the memory transfer had taken effect. It should be that he had encountered the same scene as in the memory in reality, so it triggered some response.

Just as he wanted to continue "recalling", the Realm Permit he had just turned on sent a contact prompt.

He glanced at it. It was Qingnang Jade Workshop sending an invitation message, inviting him to continue drug testing, and there was also a message from the supervisor Fan Qingshan, whom he had contacted before:

"Executive Chen, we have learned about your situation. Congratulations on becoming a Third Limit fighter. In view of our previous good cooperation, we will still provide you with medicines at preferential prices."

Then he said meaningfully: "The pattern of the world is changing very quickly. Everyone should find their own position and way out as soon as possible. If Executive Chen is willing to join our Qingnang Jade Workshop after graduation, we will give you generous treatment and conditions. If Executive Chen, you have made a decision, you can contact me later."

With a beep, the voice message ended.

Chen Chuan stood on the steps, glanced at the flashing lights on the building's screen and the constant flow of people and vehicles below, and then looked up at the sky, then walked to the bottom and walked slowly along the avenue in front towards a certain direction.

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