I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 124 - 111 The local gangs are too inconsiderate

Chapter 124: Chapter 111 The local gangs are too inconsiderate

Chen Yun had formulated a short-term plan in the morning.

He almost immediately began to execute it.

At noon, he had done a muscle tremor exercise, eaten a meal of snake meat, and read a novel for a while.

Then he had an in-depth yet straightforward exchange with the snake meat vendor nearby, discussing the purchasing needs for the next few days.

By two in the afternoon, Chen Yun was on time heading directly to Bai Shi’s doorstep, knocking loudly on his door.

It wasn’t long.

Bai Shi came out holding a carving knife, his face covered in white dust. From the room behind him, melodious music was playing.

It was George Winston’s musical piece—"December," which sounded melodious and gentle.

Chen Yun didn’t ask what Bai was doing.

Because of his often used Transparent World Perception, he knew everything around him.

He knew that the internet café downstairs, which Bai had once promised Sun Huwen to manage, was not idle and that a team was refurbishing it in the style personally designed by Bai.

Therefore.

Before knocking on the door, he had already completely understood what Bai was doing.

This guy had just been enjoying the music while carving gypsum, taking pleasure in this leisurely afternoon.

Next to the carved gypsum in the living room, there was also half a glass of red wine on the table.

Clearly, he had nothing else to do,

and had started enjoying art.

So Chen Yun chose to knock on the door without any guilt.

"Coach, I want to play basket..."

"Ah no, Coach, I want to learn about signal modulation and demodulation!"

"You must be really good at this."

Chen Yun gave a slight smile and directly spoke with seriousness.

At any rate, flattering Bai first was the strategy.

With his understanding of Bai, this guy would definitely boast about his prowess and then happily decide to teach him a thing or two to broaden his horizons,

"Shh, what wouldn’t I know?"

"Modulation is simply combining a baseband signal that carries information (such as audio, video, or data signals) with a high-frequency carrier signal to facilitate long-distance transmission."

"AM, FM, PM, QAM, ASK, FSK, PSK? Which modulation method don’t I know? Demodulation is just the reverse process, ridiculously simple!"

Bai did indeed deliver a long lecture full of technical jargon,

then proudly tilted his head towards Chen Yun.

His little eyebrow under the Mediterranean forehead arrogantly twitched.

As Chen Yun had predicted, Bai really knew these topics well, and even his expression was perfectly foreseen by Chen Yun.

Seeing this, Chen Yun immediately used his strong Coordination Control to start the next performance.

His expression, like a pie chart, showed three parts shock, seven parts skepticism, eyebrows slightly raised, eyes focused and sharp.

This expression almost instantly subdued Bai.

No need to say anything, Chen Yun just needed one expressively provocative look.

Bai bit the bait just like that.

"Hey! Don’t believe me, huh?"

"Let’s go, I’ll show you."

Excited, Bai put the carving knife back in the room and turned off the music.

Then he put on a hat from the coat rack by the door and eagerly rushed out the door.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yun slightly smiled—the plan’s working expression flashed across his face, then silently followed behind Bai.

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Over thirty minutes later, accompanied by the braking sound of the Cadillac, Chen Yun followed Bai Shi to an industrial park.

This place was some distance from Longquan District, but not too far.

It was also a secluded area seldom passed by people, as industrial parks usually cover large lands, always located far from valuable commercial areas.

Following Bai’s instructions before coming, both had already worn the provided Human Skin Mask, making it difficult to recognize them.

Although Chen Yun could see through it, for most ordinary people, it would be very difficult to notice that Chen Yun and Bai Shi were wearing masks.

The Cadillac, in Chen Yun’s inexperienced eyes, had its color and plates changed before they arrived.

Then,

Bai Shi took out a card and waved it outside the window towards a nearby guard booth, then breezed through the human-operated gate, headed straight into the factory’s interior.

Along the way, there were no staff in sight except for someone in the guard booth at the entrance. This was to provide security and confidentiality for clients, hence no more staff were arranged.

Soon,

they reached an area that seemed like a warehouse.

This giant warehouse exhibited a stark industrial style, constructed from tough reinforced concrete, with the exterior marked by blemished signs of age.

Chen Yun’s Transparent World Perception sensed that inside the vast warehouse, there were many compartments storing various materials.

Bai then got out of the car, took out a key from his pocket, and headed for the warehouse entrance.

Seeing this, Chen Yun quickly followed.

"Today, I’ll show you my secret storage number 31, where I’ve kept a lot of gadgets I used to use often."

"And there are even some gadgets specifically for intercepting and cracking police wireless communications. You’ll see my technical skills in action."

Bai Shi unlocked the door while proudly lifting his head.

While speaking, he seemed quite excited.

Apparently very confident in his professional skills, he wanted to prove it to Chen Yun.

"Is this place safe? Although it’s labeled as storage number 31... it’s probably not too valuable?"

Chen Yun asked curiously.

He was genuinely curious since he’d never done this kind of secretive treasure hiding before.

At that moment, he felt an inexplicable thrill inside.

"Based on what I’ve learned over the years here, the person in charge used to be a notorious gang member. After he washed white, he still habitually offered safes to various grey figures. It seems he left some connections in the Grey Zone intact."

"When I retired here, I had to find out about the grey domain and the local tyrants. When I learned that there was business in storage here, I stored some stuff and incidentally built some contact with the responsible person here."

"I can’t say it’s absolutely safe here, but it’s still a good storage spot; at least it’s fine for some less important items."

Bai Shi said, opening the warehouse’s lock with a key.

As he slowly pushed open the warehouse door.

A scene unfolded before Chen Yun, one he had perceived through his Transparent World Perception but had never seen with his own eyes.

Stepping inside, the first thing he noticed was the wide space stretching endlessly, like a dense, interwoven iron forest, orderly and neat.

Chen Yun’s Transparent World Perception within a 100-meter range couldn’t even see the end of this place.

Each compartment was made of sturdy, durable high-strength alloy materials, painted with matte rust-proof paint, emitting a cold metallic luster.

The compartments were cleverly separated by fireproof and soundproof materials, ensuring both independence and safety.

Hanging from the tall ceiling inside the warehouse were rows of bright energy-saving lamps; as the warehouse doors opened, they automatically lit up, illuminating the entire space as if it were daylight, exposing every corner.

Each row of compartments had enough walkways for large machinery or personnel movement.

Chen Yun followed Bai Shi to a forklift at the entrance, then drove it down the corridor towards the front of the warehouse, where only the sound of their forklift echoed in the vast space.

They arrived at a compartment labeled b47.

Bai Shi stopped the forklift.

Then he took out a new key and unlocked the large door of this compartment.

But after that, there was another thick metal door protected by a password lock.

Bai Shi skillfully entered the password.

Chen Yun, standing nearby with opened eyes, couldn’t help but feel stunned.

In his Transparent World Perception, behind the two large doors of compartment b47, there was a vast empty space.

Forget the gadgets Bai Shi mentioned could intercept and crack police wireless communications; there wasn’t even a single hair inside.

Only a piece of paper.

It read...

"Fuck, a rent increase notice? Didn’t I pay for ten years all at once? I paid it all, how can they screw me over with a rent increase?"

"No, this is meant to hit me hard! Otherwise, why trick me with a small extortion without notifying me? This is clearly betting that I value these things and planning a big hit!"

Bai Shi picked up the paper from the floor, his eyes involuntarily widening, muttering to himself.

Looking around at the compartments emptied because the rent wasn’t promptly paid made Bai Shi’s expression freeze for a moment.

The items themselves weren’t important as they were just small props he used in his past actions.

Those more significant props brought to Hua Country, along with various precious artworks and treasures, were all placed in other more trustworthy places.

This was just a casual storage.

Even so, Bai Shi was still bewildered.

Silence lingered.

For a while, Bai Shi didn’t know what to say.

Having not mingled in the Grey Zone for a long time, only occasionally keeping tabs on the grey domain information, he felt somewhat out of touch.

When he mingled abroad, back then, even the larger gangs paid attention to reputation.

Those grey organizations, risking their heads working, never cared for minuscule gains, always considering their reputation most crucial.

After all, without reputation, how could they secure business and underlings, weren’t they bound to have repeat customers?

Bai Shi had indeed seen quite a few situations of gangs betraying each other.

But this Washing White Gang in charge of storage, he remembered when he first arrived, it was also a significant grey organization, wasn’t it?

How could such a large-scale operation not maintain its credibility?

Could it be...

After washing white, they no longer needed credibility?

Could it be...

Because eating is better after washing white, they felt they could discard their credibility?

Hiss...

In the silence, Bai Shi, contemplating various unapproved conspiracy theories, couldn’t help but corner his mouth and complained:

"The local gangs here really lack principles, don’t they?"

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