[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

"I'm really thinking about something."

Alexis paced back and forth in the room, her bare bare feet stepping on the hand-woven alpaca rug, and the meticulously woven patterns on the carpet were completely reduced to the foil of her feet.

"Al, tell me, if I reveal the identity of Daniel's little girlfriend, what will happen?"

Al, who was finely cutting tobacco leaves, stopped his work and looked up at his sister.

The existence of Alexis itself is like a flame.

It exudes light, and it is that light that attracts people, but it is not because of that brightness that people come closer.What brings people closer is the warmth that only a flame can radiate.

But before everyone understood the light, they retreated because of the darkness highlighted by the light, and no one dared to come forward.

Mr. Kleski, of course, was that darkness.

Being able to escape the darkness by chance, Al, who saw the flame, kept a certain distance from the flame. Even if he could feel the warmth, he would not get too close like Edward because he was obsessed with this brightness and warmth. — was consumed by fire.

"Which Daniel?"

Using only one "Bible" to name his children, the naming rules of Western society for thousands of years made Al unable to correctly identify who the "Daniel" in Alexis's mouth would be.

Anyway, he didn't know.

"That Daniel from the Graysons."

"Oh, him."

After Al finished listening, he continued to lower his head and cut the tobacco leaves in boredom.

"All I know is that Mr. Kleski won't let a Grayson touch a finger of yours."

"Because in their family's company, there was once an employee who colluded with terrorists and caused many deaths."

Alexis shared the information she had.

"But what if that David Clark...was framed?"

"What?..." Al stopped cutting the tobacco leaves, he didn't want to care about the ounces and pounds of tobacco leaves, his eyes were fixed on Alexis, as if he had never known her—— As if overturning the previous cognition and getting to know her again, he asked her to repeat what she just said, "What did you say?"

"I mean, I have evidence, a piece of evidence that ... David Clarke was framed, and the person who actually cooperated with the terrorists was Conrad Grayson."

Al stood up, checked whether the doors and windows were locked, and then looked outside the door.

He knew that the sound insulation effect of his room was so good that it could be called an expert level, but he was still worried.

He drew all the curtains, which were seven layers thick, and turned off the lights.

Another machine was taken out from under the bed——

After the switch is turned on, it will cause all electronic products in the room to fail.

"Go ahead."

He calmed down and waited for Alexis to say what he planned to tell him with a serious face.

In Al's previous operation, Alexis just waited quietly for him to finish all these preparations before speaking.

On the contrary, what she said had nothing to do with what Al expected.

"I mean, will the government give me a Patriot Medal?"

"Come on, I just care about how much money this will make us."

Al, who stood up abruptly, exuded an aura that only members of the Kreiski family would display. It was composed of money and madness, and the combination of the two was high desire.

And Alexis walked to his side, raised her index finger, and touched his chest with her fingertips.

"No, there's no way I'm going to work with a man who wants me."

"!"

Al watched helplessly as Alexis walked out of the room, took big strides, and chased her back.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, lowered his head, and leaned against her ear, and said in a soft and quick voice: "So, what should I do? If I don't seize this opportunity, I may never get you for the rest of my life."

"Do you want to turn against Ed? Your friendship is broken because of a woman, and what's worse, is she your sister?"

As for Alexis, who pulled out her own identity and simply stated a certain fact from a third-person perspective, Al hated her as much as she fell in love with her.

"Don't be silly, my dear little sister, my friendship with Edward was all over when he gave me a one-sided blow and thought I was slandering you for telling the truth about you. "

"So? You sound as jealous and hated as if he was treating him as an ex-wife who betrayed him."

Even Al, who was more anxious than ever, could tell Alexis' harsh and third-rate sarcasm, "She's showing mercy to me."

This made him feel a sense of pride that even he himself hadn't noticed.

"Give me a chance, and I will use the whole of Manhattan to marry you."

Al whispered the promise every Klesky knew.

This was a promise that Edward, a Kestis, would never know.

Not even Sandra had heard the promise from Noah Kleinski.

Noah's promise was only made to Alexis' mother, and after she died of postpartum weakness, she took this promise that only belonged to Noah to the grave, sealed it up, and never saw the light of day .

When Al learned from Noah about the promise held by the men of the Kleisky family, it was equivalent to being regarded as a member of the family by Mr. Noah Kleiski.Even the man with the blood of the Kleski family never knew of this promise when he was kicked out of the house.

In the genealogy that can be traced back to the seventeenth century, Noah Kleski, the ancestor of the Kleiski family, the first generation, made a heroic promise to his married wife: "I will eventually get The whole of Manhattan, as a condition for marrying you."

Naturally, it wasn't called Manhattan at the time.What he was referring to might just be a piece of land that was said to be rich in precious metals and ores such as silver, gold, and diamonds.

But until the ancestor died, his wife only saw coins made of silver and gold. The so-called rich land actually didn't care about it at all in her mind.

No woman who married into the Kreskies believed what the man she married told her, and it was like all sweet talk, impractical but sweet.

But they have accumulated huge wealth from generation to generation, and they have great hostility to every man with a foreign surname who wants to marry a girl from their family.

Although full of hostility and reluctance, I still have to wish my daughter a happy life after marriage.

But this promise has been rooted in the minds of the men of the real "Kleiski" family from generation to generation, and only the woman that the real Kleiski wants to marry will hear this promise.

They will point to a piece of rich land and say to the woman they want to marry, "I will get this as compensation for marrying you."

The genealogy can be traced back to the Kleskies of Jamestown, the birthplace, and probably no one would have thought of marrying the Kestises of Plymouth, 450 miles away, hundreds of years ago.

Unlike Jamestown, which is full of barbaric and bloody origins, Plymouth was founded by the Puritans of the Mayflower.

Jamestown was the birth pangs of America's founding, while Plymouth was much more gentle.

This kind of historical entanglement is meaningless in the face of all higher interests in capitalist society.

Obviously, the changes made by this generation of Noah Kleski had some wonderful consequences.

His biological daughter replied to his admittedly unrelated son: "What do I want a Manhattan for?"

It's better to think about this sentence than to laugh it off as sweet talk.

Al comforted himself in this way in his heart.

Al decided not to dwell on the issue.If he continued to discuss this issue with Alexis, he would be completely defeated just like the small sampan facing the giant ship.

"Everyone has the right to the truth."

Al's fingers gently lifted Alexis's hair, and he stared at those rare and beautiful violet pupils.

"And we, too, have the right to be rewarded for our courage in telling the world."

"You're really bad through and through."

Alexis gave an appropriate evaluation of Al's embellishment, which was even more despicable than shameless.

As if receiving great praise, Al teased Alexis: "Whether you like it or not, this is me."

"Yes, go and ask our father what it says."

"why……"

If this information is told to Noah Kleinsky, all the sudden wealth that Al expected will be completely defeated.

"Because, you can't touch your own trust fund, and if you do, the whole world will know that you sold the Graysons. Believe me, no one in the Kreskies has ever been so self-sacrificing." Fighting for everyone's benefit - a fine tradition."

After Alexis said that, Eru, who heard the meaning of her words, trembled excitedly.

He forced his fingers not to look so trembling, and lowered his voice so that it didn't sound too excited: "So, who's going to be pushed to the front?"

"What about...Amanda Clarke, who is bent on revenge?"

"which one?"

Al had heard from Alexis about the "swapped identities" of the modern Count of Monte Cristo.

"A man named Amanda Clark, of course."

Alexis spoke briskly, as if the two of them were outside the sunny house, waiting for the maids to set up a picnic place with clean and tidy clothes, instead of staying in a dark and closed room without any disturbance, talking to each other. Those who rely too much on intimacy want to make a lot of money by subverting a wealthy family.

For the woman, this is just a battle of truth and justice for the sake of having some fun for herself. For the man, this will be the start-up capital to buy Manhattan and realize his promise.

Buying Manhattan was a joke, of course, but it was, relatively speaking, Al Kresky's pledge to earn a personal fortune equal in value.

How can he do it?

Anyway, every Kleinsky in history - all worked so hard for their own promises.

— He was no exception.

In the evening, Alexis and Al went to Mr. Kleski's study side by side. Alexis knocked on the door and walked in. After Al followed, he closed the door behind his back.

Mr. Kleski's study was the best soundproofed of all the rooms in the house.

And Alexis just made a gesture, and asked Mr. Kresky to end the phone call that he was about to end, and then he pressed a button on the desk in the study, and all the high-tech products in the entire room All of them failed to prevent the leakage of all news.

And Al still drew the curtains of the study.

The effect of the curtains is that even infrared binoculars cannot rely on heat to tell how many people are in the room.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

Alexis spoke lightly and sweetly, a girlish voice that made Mr. Kleski feel happy.

This was rare, because few people could please Mr. Kleski, who had no idea what he was thinking.

Then, in a sweet girlish voice, Alexis told what she knew about the bloody, treasonous Graysons with their conspiracy to conspire with terrorists.

Before she finished her statement, during the process of telling, Noah Kleinsky kept watching her only daughter with a relaxed and happy smile.

"I see."

He replied.

"I've known about this for a long time. The reason why it hasn't happened is because of what the Graysons did. It has nothing to do with me."

Because he was dealing with his favorite young daughter, Noah Kleski went on—with his usual dismissive explanation: "Keeping the Graysons, and destroying them, brought me The benefits are basically the same, so I don't bother to do it."

No one, not even Alexis, knew how much wealth Noah Kleski was able to mobilize.

Only he has a complete list of assets in his mind, and even the IRS has nothing to do with him.

There are such a small number of real rich people, even if they commit crimes, there will be a large number of people willing to take the blame for them. The entire judicial circle has opened a green channel because of him, and the entire media has been silent.

Not only because the other party is rich enough, but because once their existence itself is in turmoil, tens of millions of people will lose their livelihood jobs because of this turmoil, which will cause a very large and complex society question--

The premise is that there are no other people, rich people, to fill the seat in time.

"The Graysons aren't worth our trouble."

Mr. Kleinski was less than enthusiastic about it.

What's wrong with joining forces with terrorists and desperately trying to make money?

I didn't see the Graysons kicking David Clark out of the top tank, and they themselves survived the crisis and regained their profits on the books... Who knows how many years ago they had successfully turned the deficit into a profit in private.

Everyone comes after something happens, and only special people come before it happens.Mr. Kleinski has always maintained his "first-come" talent, which in just a few years has gathered the sum of all the wealth that his predecessors could have obtained and doubled it several times.

"If you arrive first, you won't be able to eat anything."

Mr. Kleinsky denied his precious daughter's idea with one sentence, and then he waved his hands and motioned his two sons and daughters to go out for dinner.

But Alexis did not move her footsteps.

"Alright alright."

It was as if Mr. Kleinsky had to buy a gemstone brooch worth 35 US dollars because of his daughter's plea - because the gemstone could set off those rare violet eyes more beautifully - Like every rich father, he has little resistance to his daughter's insistence.

"After dinner, bring this up again."

For him, the possible benefits of this are similar to the desserts eaten after a meal.

After dinner and dessert, Sandra cooperatively left her private time to her husband and her children.

After the three returned to the study, Mr. Klesky needed a reason why he wanted to help.

Al's reasoning is simple.

"I want the empty seat left after the Graysons disappeared."

Noah Kleinski waved his hand as if standing in front of him as an intern applying for one of his Wall Street investment banking positions.

But Al knew very well that if he was really a trainee, he wouldn't even get a chance to express himself in front of Noah Kreski.

God knows how many, trying to impress this Kleinski at every opportunity.

"It depends on what you put in and what you get."

With one sentence, Mr. Kleinsky ended the draft that Al had been preparing for a long time.

Then, he looked at his little daughter again.

He believes that although Al's performance has proved his determination to get rid of the Grayson family, and he has made corresponding preliminary preparations, Alexis who provided this idea is the one who really started his decision Behind the scenes.

This made him both proud and headache.

God knows why his precious daughter, who lived up to the name of a genius, suddenly wanted to play such a big "business".

"I think..." Alexis replied, like a husband trying to figure out an excuse to appease a wife who "suspected he was having an affair," "fighting for justice."

Mr. Kleski looked at Alexis, who had a face of sincerity and suspicion, and after a few seconds, he sighed.

"Come on, my dear little Yali, you can't even trust your own decision."

"I'm out?"

"Yes."

Mr. Kleski nodded.

It was not a merciless thing to drive his daughter out of this war, but to protect her.

People who even doubt their own decisions have no way to go to the Vanity Fair that is more terrifying than the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

"Fine, at least Al stayed."

Alexis patted Al on the waist, which made the latter use all his control to force himself not to show his true inner thoughts in front of Mr. Kreski.

Alexis exits, leaving Al alone with her stepfather face to face.

Then, she left this mess behind, which she didn't really care about, and went to study who in the world could compete with her in computer technology.

By the way, finish writing the backlog of reports.

God, she had forgotten that there was such a thing as a report.

Ever since she got to college, Alexis has never delayed completing her report.

This gave her a great sense of crisis.

This is not a good sign.

Although she has great experience in forcing herself to focus on something, this experience obviously cannot be applied to the body that is getting more and more accustomed to this kind of compulsion.

She is fighting against this body that cannot be controlled by the shackles of conscience and morality, in order not to become a guy who is world-famous for crimes against humanity or anti-social crimes and is sent to death.

It would be really stupid to die for such a reason.

she said to herself.

After talking to myself, I turned on the newly replaced computer mainframe, and then went to find the computer genius who had fought with me before.

"It's really fun."

Genius to genius.

Alexis pursed her lips and smiled at the computer screen, and pressed the Enter key.

Prior to this, Alexis had found out Emily Thorne's real identity Amanda Clarke - and the computer genius who immediately attacked her and was about to dig out her real identity did not dare to reveal her true identity. "Your identity has been known," the news told Amanda.

After a long contest with a lot of tricks, the two people who were fighting each other finally decided the winner at a certain crucial place.

"Aha... I found you."

Alexis smiled triumphantly as she looked at the IP address dug out by the program she wrote.

This pleasure is enough to fill my "flawed" body that has become restless due to the increasingly mundane daily life.

Her eyes fell on a certain invitation letter on the side, she made a calculation in her mind, and then sent a series of IP addresses to the other party, and then unilaterally ended the technical contest.

Of course she didn't know what Al, who was left alone in the study, talked with her father, and even if she knew, she didn't care about it.

"Al, you want to marry my daughter."

"Yes, why not?"

"To turn 'want' into 'can', you have to pay more than just loving her."

"what do I need to do?"

"You go get enough personal assets to talk to me about this first. Now, I'll give you a chance...the Grayson family is good....don't you think so?"

Al clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, lowered his head, and hid the malice that was beating in his eyes.

"As you wish."

Of course Mr. Kleski knew about his son's little tricks, but what could he do?

Al could not interfere with his decision-making.

Nolan Ross.

At the banquet held by Bart Bass, Alexis, who could only attend the banquet accompanied by Edward, saw this young man in a white tuxedo at a glance.

So, Alexis begged in a low voice to the young man beside her, "Ed, I want a glass of wine."

Edward suppressed the restlessness in his heart and comforted his girlfriend softly.

"Yali, you can't drink in public."

"It's been so many years since Prohibition was repealed."

"This has nothing to do with Prohibition."

Although Edward was dragged by Al to taste the taste of wine long before he reached the legal grade, the bad thing was that the aftereffect of the hangover headache he encountered when he drank for the first time in his life made him never treat him again. Wine does not lift the spirits.

You can drink it, but you can't fall in love with it at all.

"Even the president wants a nice drink."

"How can the president compare with you."

"In that case—"

Alexis tilted her head to the side table, and Edward sighed.

"Just one sip."

"no problem."

Alexis winked at Edward, watching him leave her side.

At this moment, a mocking voice came from behind her: "The little princess of the Klesky family is lucky enough to be here, really—"

"Do you like butterflies? Nolan... sir."

Nolan was stunned, and before she understood what Alexis suddenly mentioned, she continued: "I really like the virus that broke the firewall you made up, I call it 'Butterfly', you Don't you think this sounds better than a moth (BUG)?"

"You are--"

"Yes, I think, our dear Miss Emily, is not very happy to know that it was because of something hidden in your computer that her true identity was exposed."

After being silent for a while, Nolan raised a smile at Alexis: "—So it's you."

Alexis admitted as much.

"it's me."

"what do you want?"

"I'll tell you later."

Alexis took two steps away from Nolan and walked towards Edward.

The latter held a glass of champagne in his hand and showed the champagne glass to Alexis.

The bubbles in the champagne rise at a constant speed along the glass, which is really beautiful.

Alexis smiled sweetly at Edward, who looked around helplessly.

Except for those with ulterior motives—for example, Nolan who was paying attention to Alexis, almost no one noticed the scene where Alexis raised her neck and drank the champagne in her glass.

Edward looked at the empty wine glass, and shouted in a low voice in disapproval: "Ali!"

Alexis, with flushed cheeks, complained to Edward in a low voice: "You were chasing me, but you came to please me with a cocktail."

"It's because I..."

Edward didn't seem to want to continue the discussion on this topic.

He's not a bad-spoken person, he just doesn't want to argue with the object of his admiration.

—This is the tradition of their Kestis men.

If you have enough money, why marry a wife you don't like for the higher good?

In business, you can wrong yourself in exchange for higher benefits, but the wife is different.She is the person who will accompany you in your future life. Of course, you must choose a person who is satisfactory to both parties.Since you are willing to give up more wealth that you can get by just nodding your head and a marriage for her, it becomes a matter of course not to argue with her about many things.

"Ed, I love you so much."

Alexis whispered to Edward, making the latter feel that all his concessions to her were worthwhile.

"I love you more than you can see."

Edward stared at Alexis with a deep affection that even he himself failed to discover.

Alexis replied softly, "I know."

She knew that she liked him, but she just didn't love him.

Who can blame this?

The jest of cursing the Father in heaven is of no avail.

The name of Edward Kestis is equivalent to the sole heir of a long-established and wealthy family.

There are many people who want to get acquainted with him, and there are also countless people that Edward should know.

Alexis threw up her hands at Edward.

Knowing her dislike of talking to people, and knowing that it would be no less than a disaster for her to talk to strangers, under Edward's pursuing eyes, Alexis gave him a sweet smile: "Don't worry, Ed, I can take care of myself."

Out of trust in Bart Bass, Edward let his girlfriend leave his side at ease, and ran to the terrace outside the banquet to look at the scenery.

The person Edward was talking about was the host of the banquet——

Bart Bass.

He is the father of Chuck Bass, but he is more reliable than his own son. — in most parts.

"Is that Alexis?"

"Yes."

"The Kreskies?"

"I think," Edward said, with a reflexive hostility to any man in the world who is interested in Alexis, and this hostility only repeats in degree, "there will be no first woman in this world." Two Alexis."

Bart Bass just smiled at the answer.

Since the world can tolerate flamboyant playboys, it can naturally accept passionate lovers.

The topic of the two men went elsewhere.

After thinking of a trick to get rid of the girls pestering him, Nolan saw the opportunity and walked towards the balcony where only Alexis was alone.

His back was leaning against the railing, the opposite direction Alexis was facing as she leaned her elbows on the terrace, looking out at the garden below.

"Why are you looking into Amanda Clark?"

"I have neither received favor from her father nor have any relationship with her family - so I can't do anything?"

"Listen, I don't care what you're thinking about...stay away from her."

Nolan, who lowered his voice, sounded like he was threatening her.

"Are you warning me?"

Alexis turned to look at Nolan.

In the dark night, her eyes turned dark purple, and if you didn't look carefully, you would mistake them for black.

"You're warning a Klesky..."

She laughed under her breath.

"That's the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life."

'Even if you're the only daughter of Noah Kleski, the real ruler of the Klesky family—so what? '

Nolan Ross has never been afraid of this.If reason hadn't held him back, he would have even spoken out what he was thinking in his heart.

Alexis stepped forward and put her hand on Nolan's chest——

Before he could react, he took the square scarf from his chest.

"I haven't played this trick since I was seven years old."

Alexis shook out a miniature listening device from inside, loosened her fingertips, and the listening device fell to the ground and was crushed by her foot.

"By the way, say hello to Amanda for me, after all—her revenge drama is coming to an end soon."

Alexis threw the handkerchief under the terrace, and then walked into the room.

She said to Edward: "Sorry, I have a headache... I want to leave here first."

Edward repeatedly asked if he wanted to take her to the parking spot, but after Alexis resolutely refused, she apologized to Bart and slipped out alone.

If Nolan still wanted to chat with Alexis, the high tower princess who would never find a chance to be alone with her once she left this place, the only time to seize the opportunity was now.

Nolan Ross has always been a maverick.

Any banquet he wants to go, no invitation card can stop him, and he wants to leave any banquet at any time, and no one can make him stay.

"Princess Tower, I think we need to talk."

Outside the door, Nolan called out to Alexis, who gave him an unforgettable response.

The latter punched him hard.

The pain from being punched in the chest was so painful that I couldn't even cry out.

But Nolan still persistently chased her towards the underground parking garage.

Within a few minutes, Gossip Girl had updated relevant content on her blog.

"A unexpectedly punched N who was chasing her, and N, who was obviously confused by us, didn't know the principle of giving up when he saw the situation, so he chased after her again. We will wait and see what will happen. You Know you love me, XOXO, Gossip Girl."

Al, who continued to subscribe to this blog, opened the latest blog, saw the pictures on it and the text inside, and immediately paid the price for his low hand.

But Alexis and Nolan woke up in total darkness.

The two woke up almost at the same time. If they had to be in order, Nolan woke up later than Alexis.He was woken up by her voice.

"What the hell is this place..."

He had a headache like a knife, while she pursed her lips, and after getting used to the darkness around her, she recognized the current situation.

"We're in the car."

"I know, but—"

Nolan struggled to change from a reclining position in the spacious backseat of the vehicle to a sitting position.

"Where am I?"

Alexis, who was sitting in the driver's seat, reached out and pressed a button in the car.

The car's built-in lights lit up vertically.

Then, Alexis immediately made out what was outside the car window.

"That's dirt."

"What did you say?"

"It was dirt, and then, we were buried alive."

"What the fuc—"

After Nolan cursed loudly, he put his head in his hands.

"Why can't I remember what happened before I was kidnapped?"

"Let's reminisce."

The special situation brought about by Alexis's defective body finally has some advantages.

"Nolan, have you ever played Resident Evil?"

"I've played the whole series." Although I don't know why Alexis mentioned this, it is clear that Nolan is very aware of where this question is related to himself: "So what do you want to say? We have become the modern version of Ellie." Silk, I want to fight against an umbrella organization that controls the world, but no matter how hard I try, I can't stop the T virus from spreading all over the world. Our future life will be to shoot zombies in the head or be assimilated into that kind of ghost... ?”

"No, I want to say that our current situation is the same as Alice's state after waking up in the first part. We don't remember what happened recently before the coma, but we remember earlier things."

Alexis raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, and shook it in front of Nolan.

"I punched you, and you ran out after me, stalking me. And—"

Alexis felt like she had a terrible headache.

"We were hit by a car, and obviously the other party didn't just want to pay compensation, so they got us to this damn place to be buried alive—"

"Shut up!" Nolan yelled. He seemed to be very sensitive to the word "buried alive". Get out, don't argue, don't hold each other down, okay?"

Alexis gestured to agree to the question.

But in the outside world, the sky was turned upside down because of the disappearance of these two people.

When Noah Kleinski's personal phone rang, he just thought his little girl wanted to say something to him—because only she had the number.

But the next call threw the entire Kleiski family into a storm.

"Alexis Kleinski and Nolan Ross were buried alive, wire 800 million online to this account in the Cayman Islands down below, or they would have suffocated."

Noah replayed the call, and Al and Sandra, who were standing opposite him, reacted immediately after a few seconds of daze.

"I want to pay the ransom."

Noah, who swept everything on his desk to the ground, was able to announce the news calmly.

"But, I wouldn't