Star Trace Gate

On the high-speed train from Shanghai to Kyoto.

Ren Qingning was curled up in the large chair, wearing an eye mask on his eyes, sleeping innocently.

Next to him, Huang Wei looked at Ren Daguo and asked curiously: "Brother, how many words can you write in a day?"

"Normally, I usually write six to seven thousand words. If I'm in good condition, I can write more than ten thousand." Ren Daguo held a thermos cup and crossed his legs, looking like a veteran cadre.

"You have to write so much every day? It's not easy to do your job." Huang Wei said casually: "Where do you get so much inspiration?"

"Pu." Dad blurted out.

"Ah?" Huang Wei was confused.

Ren Daguo blinked and immediately added: "I mean, I have a friend... His inspirations are basically from spas and bathing..."

During the long journey, the two of them had nothing to do, so they began to talk and brag, mainly about "gender literature".

"Dip Lingling!"

The phone rang for a while. Mr. Yan, who was sitting in the front row, looked back at the two of them. He took out his mobile phone and walked to the aisle of the carriage. He stretched out his hand and pressed the answer button: "Hello, tell me?!"

"Mr. Yan, I can't push anymore. Mr. He from the Bell Club was last seen near Shanghai City. He found a player from the free camp to treat his injuries. By the time we arrived, they had already run away." On the phone, a man spoke steadily: "The current whereabouts are unknown. I personally speculate that he should have returned to the Xiangjiang area, and he is probably hiding in a star gate. It is difficult to track him down."

Yan Duoduo thought for three seconds: "In the name of Shanghai Headquarters, notify colleagues in Xiangjiang and ask them to help investigate."

"Understood." The other party nodded.

"that is it."

After the two ended the call, Yan Duoduo kicked the phone into his pocket, looked up at the scenery outside the car window, and murmured softly: "I hope these ghosts can be more honest. It's best to hide in the star gate and hatch eggs..."

Ren also killed the singer in the first act and got her identity card, which allowed him to bring one more person in with him in the second act.

With the Sui Shou people gaining this advantage, Yan Duoduo is even more worried that the forces in the opposing camp will panic and become more anxious.

……

Xiangjiang City.

In a very ordinary teahouse in the old city, Mr. He was sitting on the second floor, showing off a bowl of fat sausage noodles.

Outdoors, the sun is shining brightly, the road is busy with traffic, and it looks very lively.

After a while, the bowl of noodles was finished. Mr. He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, picked up a toothpick with his right hand, covered his mouth with his left hand, and picked his teeth.

"Tap!"

Footsteps sounded, and a young man walked out of the boss's office and called softly: "Have you finished eating?"

Mr. He looked back at him and nodded slightly.

"Then come in with me." The young man stepped aside and greeted softly.

After the two briefly exchanged a few words, they walked into the boss's office together.

The curtains were drawn in this room, the light inside was very dim, and the furnishings and decoration were similar to those of an ordinary teahouse office.

After entering, Mr. He stood at the door without moving, while the young man took off a very delicate silver bell from his waist and started to shake it gently in the room.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding...dang...!"

A crisp sound emerged, and not long after, a starlight suddenly appeared in the room, slowly getting louder and spreading out.

An irregular and twisted star gate appeared in front of Mr. He, but unlike the normal star gate, the light emitted by this star gate was dim, even a little dark.

He turned around, nodded to the young man, then stepped into the star gate and disappeared.

……

Cold, dark, shaking...

The scene in front of me became blurry and then gradually became clear.

When he opened his eyes again, Mr. He was already standing in a manor with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by vegetable fields, a small bridge and flowing water in front of him, beautiful scenery, and a wooden house not far away.

This place is very much like a farmhouse in a southern rural area, full of life.

At the door of the wooden house, a group of women were sitting under the banyan tree and singing.

They were dressed in white cloth, sitting cross-legged with smiles on their faces.

"Once upon a time, I walked forward at a loss

on the dark night road

The breeze hurts the soul..."

The singing is melodious and very pleasant, but it sounds a bit brainwashing.

This "field farmhouse" that suddenly appeared is the exclusive star gate of Jin Ling, a member of the Bell Club. It is not large in area. The area visible to the naked eye is the active area; the black area visible to the naked eye is the boundary and cannot move forward.

Huang Wei also told Ren Ye at the beginning that in the orderly inheritance, if a player is recognized by the Star Gate, he will be "completely bound" to him and have the authority to open or close it at any time. You can invite others to enter, and you can even...change most of the rules in this stargate world.

Mr. He was able to enter this star gate with the tacit approval of Jin Ling.

Stepping forward, Mr. He crossed the small bridge, stopped for a moment beside the group of people, and commented disdainfully: "Singing is not as good as singing..."

No one looked down on him, so Mr. He could only adjust his suit and walked into the small courtyard.

On the left side of the wooden house, a middle-aged man who looked to be at least in his fifties was holding a hoe and turning over the vegetable patch.

He was wearing a white cloth coat with his trouser legs rolled up. He had dark skin and looked very strong.

Mr. He stepped over and said softly: "Mr. Lu."

Mr. Lu is a bit bald, with a sweat towel hanging around his neck. He looks like an ordinary old farmer: "Here, how are you recovering from your injury?"

"Almost good." Mr. He stood aside and looked at the other party with neither condescension nor arrogance.

"It's almost the autumn harvest outside, but it's just the beginning of spring here." Mr. Lu wiped his face with a sweat towel: "Take care of the vegetable patch, and you can eat healthily."

"Oh, yes." Mr. He himself is the biggest pretender, but generally such people don't like others showing off in front of them.

When I think of Fan, I just say that I think of Fan. He is so healthy.

Mr. Lu is a golden bell, and his status in the Bell Club is a whole level higher than that of He Xizi. He slowly put down the hoe and sat on the edge of the well he had dug. While pressing the iron rod with his hand, he used a porcelain bowl to collect the crystal clear well water.

The two were silent for a while, and Mr. Lu took a sip of water before saying softly: "...I received instructions from the headquarters. We on the Xiangjiang side are fully responsible for handling matters on Ren Ye's side."

"Yeah." He Xiazi nodded.

"Headquarters has deduced it," Mr. Lu added again: "The rare inheritance of Qingliang Mansion must be a hidden profession. God system, scholar system, or...soul system."

Actor He frowned: "Are you so sure?"

"Headquarters can't be wrong." Mr. Lu replied calmly.

Star Gate's career inheritance is divided into fifteen major categories, twelve of which are common career inheritances, and three are rare career inheritances, which are what Mr. Lu said...hidden professions.