There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Chapter 347: Chapter 301: In the whole building, there isn’t a single good person._2

“Although one month is a bit short, it’s enough. If I were Chen Yi, I would first consider ways to make a fortune,”

“So what ways to make a fortune have you considered now?”

“Not a single one, the information available is too limited.”

Li Yi shook his head firmly, giving his answer.

“…”

Wang Qi looked at Li Yi somewhat speechlessly, and said irritably, “Then what the hell are you talking about!”

…

Inside the Annihilation Starfield Project Team.

Feng Gang, who was somewhat aged, stood in front of a large screen, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. He took a sip before looking at the calm image of Chen Yi on the screen and sneered.

“I wonder how long you can maintain this pretense?”

The screen was showing a live stream of Chen Yi’s position on the map.

He clearly understood Chen Yi’s thoughts. Isn’t he just trying to pose as a Professional? A simple enough idea, but it’s not so easy to masquerade as a Professional, is it? Unless you pretend to be a Professional who never takes action.

But the NPCs in the map aren’t fools. Do you think if you say you are a Professional, they will just believe you without doubt?

The day you get exposed is the day you start to enjoy torture.

“How wonderful.”

Thinking of this scene, Feng Gang couldn’t help but smile, provoking those of the Feng Family. You wouldn’t think that just because you have taken over two Monuments, everything will be as if nothing had happened.

He wanted Chen Yi to always remember one thing.

The players the Feng Family wanted to deal with.

Even if you have the power to reach the sky, they can still press the sky down on you.

Reach the sky?

Their project team is the sky of this game!

And at that moment—

Fatty Two’s voice came through, sounding quite young.

“Grandpa, someone from the project team has come looking for us, they’re probably here to demand accountability.”@@novelbin@@

Feng Yuan stood worriedly behind the elder, whispering a report. When his gaze inadvertently swept across Chen Yi’s silhouette on the screen, a few hints of bitter hatred couldn’t help but leak from the corner of his eyes.

He was the person in charge of the Solar Star Project Team of the Threefold Star System.

He had high expectations for Solar Star and even used some methods to send an S-grade Prop to Three Solar Star.

Normally, it would be almost impossible for a player from a Onefold Planet to obtain an S-grade Prop.

Not the slightest chance.

If it weren’t for his secret intervention, would Solar Star dream of getting an S-grade Prop? Pure fantasy. Just when everything was ready, and Solar Star was about to fully enter the twofold trial map.

As long as they cleared it, they could advance to twofold.

After that, threefold, step by step, moving towards the Annihilation Starfield Project Team.

This would have been his greatest achievement.

Everything was going smoothly until that moment, when Chen Yi appeared. Chen Yi appeared in the twofold trial map of Solar Star, exterminating all players of Solar Star.

His years of hard work vanished overnight.

He hated.

How could he not hate?

How could he possibly not hate?

And how would he not hate?

So he used his own power and family influence, rushed several Threefold Planets to the Threefold Star System, seeking to exterminate Blue Star, to soothe the hatred in his heart!

Who knew that Chen Yi would be like a cockroach that couldn’t be killed, stubbornly surviving in the map, causing his plans to fail again!

He thought this issue would be put to rest for a while.

But who knew that the next day, Chen Yi would come storming into the Annihilation Starfield!

Fuck!

At that time, it was still damn called Ding Qi Starfield!

There’s no need to go into details about what happened afterwards. Chen Yi single-handedly exterminated Ten Clans in one day, and his fame spread far and wide. In contrast, the reputation the Feng Family had built over many years was almost instantly shattered.

Thanks to the Patriarch of the Feng Family, the elder before him, who quickly thought of how to restore the Feng Family’s reputation.

To let all those who were ready to laugh at the Feng Family know one thing.

The Feng Family is still the Feng Family!

Even Chen Yi, who extinguished Ten Clans in a single day, so what?

As long as the Feng Family is willing, they can still play with the opponent in the palm of their hands.

“Accountability?”

Feng Gang slowly turned around, looked at Feng Yuan behind him, and sneered with contempt, “Even if we admit the fault is ours, do they dare penalize us?”

“Do they really think the Feng Family is an easy target within the Annihilation Starfield Project Team?”

“Think they can pinch us whenever they please?”

…

Meanwhile, over at Rogue Star.

Chen Yi, sitting silently in the heavy truck cabin with a calm expression, leaned on the sofa. Glancing through the tiny window of the heavy truck, he took in the view of the city.

This city.

Or rather, this planet was chaos.

It seemed like everyone here was worried about getting killed by someone else at any moment.

The term ‘panic-stricken’ couldn’t be more apt to describe the scene.

Finally, the heavy truck stopped.

“Please, Teacher.”

When the heavy truck stopped by the side of a street and opened its compartment, what came into view was not the abandoned warehouse or some nightclub that Chen Yi expected—the usual meeting places for dark forces in his cognition.

Instead, it was an office building with bright glass exterior walls.

It seemed to have more than thirty floors.

The middle-aged man wearing a gas mask waited respectfully by the truck, looking at Chen Yi.

…

Chen Yi stepped out of the carriage and when his feet touched the ground, dozens of subordinates armed with guns already stood in two lines, extending from the heavy truck to the entrance of the office building.

Following a glance from the middle-aged man.

The few dozen armed subordinates bowed respectfully and announced loudly in unison, “All members of the E-class power ‘Red Skull Head’ welcome our distinguished guest!”

…

Chen Yi looked at the subordinates standing in two lines before him and the glitzy office building not far away, slightly perplexed inside. He asked, “Your power’s territory is here? Inside an office building?”

As the words fell.

The middle-aged man standing by his side, looking quite respectful, said a little embarrassedly, “Our power’s foundation is still shallow, so we can only rent an office space to use as our operating area. A standalone building is beyond our reach for now; it’s a bit laughable before the Teacher.”

…

Chen Yi nodded silently without saying anything further.

He led the way, walking towards the office building along the path between the human walls.

There was nothing to laugh at.

It was just a bit baffling.

In this day and age, the underworld can openly operate out of an office building?

He could understand that going legit and making it big wasn’t out of the ordinary; it wasn’t impossible even for higher places like the Red Hall, but had they actually gone legit? That heavy truck with its missile still parked at the entrance, and just walking into an office building like that?

Does this planet have a government at all?

Before long, he entered the lobby on the first floor.

There were no security guards to be seen in the rather empty lobby. Instead, a wall listed the companies on each floor for easy searching.

‘First floor: E-class power “Red Moon”, D-class power “Hate-the-Sky High”.’

‘Second floor: F-class power “SpongeBob”, E-class power “Striving to be the cutest Patrick Star!”‘

‘Third floor: E-class power “What do you call me?”, E-class power “What’s your name?”‘

…

…

Chen Yi stood in front of the wall in the office building’s lobby, silent for a long time without speaking. He finally understood that this office building was filled with dark forces!

There was not a single good person in the entire building.

No wonder there were no security guards.

What’s the use of security in a place like this? To protect the safety of these people? Protecting oneself from getting killed by them seems more important, right?

This planet was quite interesting; dark forces could actually set up blatantly in office buildings and seemed to be running them like legitimate businesses.

“Please.”

At that moment, the man with the gas mask came up from behind and said respectfully, “Teacher, please this way, our territory is on the 18th floor. That elevator over there only goes to odd-numbered floors. To go to even-numbered floors, we have to take the stairs on this side.”

“I’ve sent a message ahead to our ‘Red Skull’ leader. At this time, our leader has already prepared tea in the office, waiting to welcome you.”

“The reception might be a bit simple; I hope you will forgive us, Teacher.”

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