I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

Seen off by Senator Maynard's butler, Sifa boarded his rented carriage and left with his servants and bodyguards.

He found that Maynard was in an abnormal situation, but he didn't plan to take any action. This councilor had a lot of importance in Tingen City, and he should have Extraordinary people around him to protect him, so he didn't worry about it.

Besides, he is just a Sequence 8, just like Kyle said. In the mysterious world, the Beyonders of Sequence 8 are only at the bottom.

At this level, don't take risks if you don't have to.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

After returning to the hotel, Xifa drafted a telegram, conveying Maynard's thoughts and suggestions to Byson via telegram.

It's also good to let him know that he is serious about his work in Tingen.

In addition, there will be a reception at the equestrian club in the evening, which is just to use this reception to develop Tingen's social network. After the draft of the telegram was written, it was handed over to Matthew to handle, and Xifa began to prepare for the reception.

The time for the reception is 8 o'clock. According to social etiquette, Xifa should arrive a few minutes later. But this is a reception held by the club, not a private banquet, so there is no need to be late on purpose.

Also, no presents are required.

So in the evening, Xifa arrived at the club 10 minutes earlier, and entered the lobby with the servants, while Gru, as the bodyguard, waited outside.

In the hall, the gentlemen attending the banquet tonight have arrived one after another. Most of them knew each other, and they were greeting each other, but Xifa didn't move forward. Firstly, it would be impolite, and secondly, it would be a bit of a drop in price.

Anyway, tonight's reception will be held until at least 10 o'clock, and there is plenty of time for him to meet new friends.

Isn't this Mr. Xifa? A slightly aged but energetic voice sounded.

Sifa turned around and saw a gentleman walking towards him with a smile. This gentleman has grizzled black hair, wears glasses, and has a refined demeanor.

Xifa was very impressed with him because he was Luke Bruce, and even more so because he was the major shareholder of the 'Pigeon Telegraph Company'.

Good evening, Mr. Luke, nice to see you again.

Xifa took the initiative to extend his hand and greeted with a smile.

After shaking hands with Sifa, the gentleman seemed not in a hurry to leave, and said with a smile, Last time, I heard from Miss Guinness that Mr. Sifa came to Tingen recently?

Xifa nodded slightly, without changing his smile: Yes, my father asked me to represent him and come to Tingen to visit some friends. By the way, I hope to find good investment opportunities in Tingen.

oh?

Luke had a polite smile on his face: I don't know which industry Mr. Sifer is looking at. Now, everyone is targeting banking, steel, rubber and other industries. Well, I heard that railways are also good.

The corners of Xifa's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a confident attitude: The future era will be the information age. I value the development of the information industry more. I think our telegraph technology is mature enough now.

From this foundation, we should be able to take this technology further.

Luke, whose main business is the telegraph company, suddenly showed a concerned expression: Technology upgrade?

Xifa nodded: That's right, the emergence of the telegraph allows us to quickly transmit information to distant places. Then why don't we take a longer view? If there is a technology that can realize long-distance instant communication, wouldn't it be better? convenient?

The most important thing is that no one has invested in this area yet. The first person to eat the crab will be able to dominate this future big cake to the greatest extent.

Luke's eyes flickered, obviously moved: Mr. Xifa's vision is very advanced and shocking at the same time.

He asked in a low voice: But this kind of preliminary research requires a large amount of capital investment. I wonder how much Mr. Xifa plans to invest in this area?

Xifa said boldly: According to my budget, in the early stage, it is at least 10,000 pounds. I am currently looking for partners and technical personnel. I believe that soon, I will start investing in research.

Luke nodded: If you are a talent, I have some ideas. That's good. After a few days, I will finish my work and visit Mr. Xifa.

I'm very interested in your idea.

no problem.

At this time, there was a whisper of envy at the door, and Xifa was also attracted. Looking at the door, it turned out that a man and a woman walked in.

The man was no longer young, his waist was already bloated, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead were neither shallow nor deep, and his hair was thinning.

Next to him was a young woman who looked very young in every way, holding his hand. Her skin is delicate and shiny, as if soaked in milk. Her blonde wavy long hair, which should have been dyed, made her look more mature than her actual age.

She has bright brown eyes and a smile on her face, but like an actor on a stage, she feels detached, as if wearing a mask.

The rumors are indeed true.

Mr. Luke, who was standing beside him, laughed: Our police chief, Mr. Peart, actually pursued Miss Pamela from the Red Maple Theater.

He added to Xifa: Miss Pamela is one of the most popular actresses in the theater, and I am also her admirer. I even gave her a tweed in last month's performance.

Hearing this, Xifa kept smiling and refused to comment.

After the reception, Xifa returned to the hotel, changed into a 'Duke', brought the extra materials bought at the Dragon Bar, and came to the Elk Tavern.

He walked into the lobby of the Hunter Club, and saw Cromwell who was rescued by him last night.

The arbitrator was drinking alone on a sofa, when he saw Sifa, he stood up. When Xifa passed by, he smiled and said, Thank you very much for what happened last night, Mr. Duke.

Xifa made a voice from the iron mask: Do you have amnesia? Otherwise, how could you forget, you already said thank you last night.

Cromwell was obviously stunned for a moment, and before he could respond, Sifa had already walked towards the bar, so he could only shake his head slightly and sit back.

Sitting down on the high chair at the bar, Sifer looked at the machine-like Mr. Parker and said, I have a clue to report about the Sea Serpent Party.

The old man took out a notebook and was ready to record.

Theresa, red-haired, with a double-headed sea snake tattoo on her body, is a cadre of this gang. And, it may be a Extraordinary.

Old Parker quickly took notes, and said, This clue is worth 40 pounds. Are you charging the bounty now, or on a weekly basis? Monthly basis?

By the way, do you have an anonymous account? If not, I suggest you get one.

40 pounds is not much to Xifa. He does not plan to settle the settlement for the time being, and he is going to open an anonymous bank account following the advice of the old man.

He put an iron box on the stage: I have some materials here, and I want to sell them in the trading house.