allonlinenovel Chapter 313 The Past and Present Lives of Hua Niang and Yu'er
Chapter 313 The Past and Present Lives of Hua Niang and Yu'er
Bei Feng pushed the door open and entered. Song Xiaobai's trendy hoodie was still dripping wet. She grabbed a game controller from the table and threw it at him: "Oh, so the young master who brought his internet celebrity girlfriend to check in at the art museum is here? Next time, think about limited edition AJ sneakers, don't always stare at A-Jia's grocery bag!"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Daqin kicked the door open and burst in, the mechanical tattoo on her neck flashing as she moved: "You're all pretty free, huh? The Wolf King said he's going to set up a 'Cyber Theft Training Camp' to teach you how to use AI to generate crime routes."
Song Erjiu instantly cowered, flying away like a long-eared animal that had been flattened. The others reluctantly pulled out their cryptocurrency USB drives, while Song Xiaobai dawdled, finally managing to toss out a single-digit amount of virtual currency:
"It's not that I'm stingy, but the anti-fraud app was recently updated with facial recognition and voiceprint tracking, it's even more ruthless than the FBI..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Song Daqin snatched the USB drive, her smart sneakers crumpling over the blind box bags on the ground. "Wolf King said that anyone who doesn't meet the performance target will have to become a 'scam prevention and anti-fraud anchor' in the live streaming room—the kind that plays 'The Lone Warrior Who Reaches the Summit' on a 24-hour loop."
Meanwhile, Du Xiaobing huddled in her gaming chair, the livestream's reward effects flashing before her eyes. Trembling, she opened her current boyfriend's cloud drive; inside the encrypted folder lay a tutorial video on using time-traveling tweezers for committing crimes.
A clap of thunder boomed outside the window. Du Xiaobing spilled her energy drink, which spread across the keyboard. As she hurriedly went to wipe it up, a new message popped up on the screen: "Police have discovered a new type of quantum entanglement tweezers that can penetrate the locks of intelligent historical timelines."
On a driverless bus late at night, Song Erjiu dozed off wearing AR glasses, virtual comments scrolling past his eyes. He didn't notice that Niwan Zi, wearing a smart mask that could change his voice, was using thermal imaging glasses to pinpoint his location.
Du Xiaobing squeezed into the carriage, his phone screen lit up with a job posting: "A certain artificial intelligence company urgently needs a Metaverse Operations Officer. Paid training guaranteed!"
She didn't notice that several people wearing smart helmets in the back row were sharing strategies on social media about "how to use virtual identities to lure newcomers into the game."
Song Erjiu stumbled out of the car, and suddenly the shared power bank advertisement at the alley entrance flashed red. "Running in such a hurry, rushing to trade cryptocurrency?"
The mysterious man's mechanical prosthetic arm pressed against his lower back, a flash of cold light. Erjiu screamed and fell into a roadside parcel locker, blood splattering onto the blind box package waiting to be picked up.
The sound of sirens grew louder in the distance. The mysterious man spat out a mouthful of saliva with fluorescent teeth strips, and before disappearing, he uttered, "You're lucky to be alive." Erjiu, clutching his wound, vaguely saw the NFT card the man had dropped—the exotic script on it was exactly the same as the Tibetan medicine box Cong Xiaoye had posted on her WeChat Moments…
Zi'an had just finished painting the Big Wild Goose Pagoda with gold trim when Xiao Sizi, holding a sesame cake wrapped in lotus leaves, plopped down in the "Chang'an Mobile Teahouse"—this was no ordinary carriage; twenty Akhal-Teke horses pulled a three-story wooden building, and the carriage was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed Jingyang Fu tea.
She took a bite of the crispy biscuit and watched the girls in ruqun (traditional Chinese dresses) chasing after polo players outside the car window. Suddenly, she caught sight of a pair of figures in matching mandarin duck colors squeezing onto the car.
"This lady's shawl is so elegant!" The heavily made-up female thief Song Xiaobai smiled and approached the plump aunt sitting next to her, her wide sleeves brushing against the aunt's bulging purse.
The plump aunt was staring fascinated at the ceiling of the carriage, admiring the newly installed glow-in-the-dark chandelier. It was so beautiful! She was completely unaware that the money pouch at her waist had already been moved.
As Song Xiaobai turned around, Si Zi saw a small mechanism shaped like a bamboo dragonfly slide out from her sleeve, and the wallet, following the silver thread, "whooshed" into the male thief's sleeve pocket.
"Oh no! This pair of lovers has become the 'Condor Heroes' among thieves!" Hua Niang almost slammed the document against the carriage window. For thirty whole days, she had followed this thieving couple, shuttling between the East and West Markets, watching them steal expensive rouge with a modified Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, and open the doors of money shops with Luban Locks. Now, they've even set their sights on a mobile teahouse!
At this moment, the wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs of Zhuque Street, and the male thief coughed twice and began to move towards the carriage...