Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 555, no response (second update)

Chapter 555: 555, no response (second update)

Hearing this, everyone chimed in, "Right, right, right, from now on, you are our collective goddess."

"What’s your name, goddess?"

"Yeah, yeah, goddess, we still don’t know your name."

Chu Jin slightly raised an eyebrow, her red lips parted lightly, "Chu Jin, the Chu from Chu River and Han Border, the Jin from beautiful rivers and mountains, you can call me by my name," she finished speaking, then added, "Of course, you can also call me Brother Jin."

"Brother Jin, can I take you as my master?"

"Me too, I want to as well."

A few people followed behind making a racket without any particular purpose.

"Hey, don’t be like that, I’m serious!" the boy became anxious and said to Chu Jin with a sincere face, "Brother Jin, please take me in."

"We are serious too, Brother Jin, please take us in as well."

The group laughed and fooled around as they walked to the inn.

After entering the inn, they all promptly forgot about becoming disciples as they each returned to their rooms and started to sleep deeply.

After all, they hadn’t slept for two days.

Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran slept in Chu Jin’s room.

Chu Jin, however, was sitting at the desk, tapping away at the computer.

While typing on the computer, she was communicating with Zi.

"Brother Jin, we just left Lawless City like that, what about the Soul Resurrection Grass?" Zi asked with a worried face.

Chu Jin was unconcerned, "What’s the rush, the boat will straighten as it reaches the bridge, right, what’s the end date for the long-term quest?"

Zi stopped munching her beloved sunflower seeds, her face solemn, "Brother Jin, although there’s no time limit on long-term quests, leaving it unresolved is always a threat. If we can’t find the Soul Resurrection Grass to complete the mission, your life could be in danger at any time."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin still looked nonchalant, her tone casual, "Do you think someone who has already died once would be afraid of that?"

Zi: "..." You’re the boss, you’re not scared, but I am!

"Don’t worry," Chu Jin continued, "I won’t let myself die that easily."

With those words, it counted as a promise.

Hearing this, Zi’s expression finally eased a bit.

Qin Zhurao was seated in the inn’s hall, her face filled with unwillingness upon hearing the news that Chu Jin had returned safely.

That ghost was too useless!

It couldn’t even deal with these few people! Qin Zhurao’s fingers were digging tightly into the couch.

Jia Zhuo came over to pour a cup of tea for Qin Zhurao, his lips curling up as he spoke softly, "Don’t be hasty, as long as you and I cooperate, their good days will soon be over."

Hearing this, Qin Zhurao lifted her gaze, exchanged a smile with Jia Zhuo, and both saw cruelty in the other’s eyes.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so it wasn’t strange for Jia Zhuo and Qin Zhurao to join forces in their desperate situation.

Speaking of which, Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran slept for a whole day and night. By the time they woke up, it was already the next morning.

In the meantime, Chu Jin had received a call from Mo Zhixuan saying that there was a holdup in Capital City and it would be another two days before they could be picked up and taken home.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran were quite excited, as that meant they could play in South Mountain Town for two more days.

Chu Jin was already very familiar with South Mountain Town and had lost interest in sightseeing. She simply set up a table and chairs on the ancient street and went back to her old trade, fortune-telling for people.

There were few locals in South Mountain Town, mostly tourists drawn by its reputation. The streets were very busy, but very few actually came to have their fortunes told.

It was largely because of Chu Jin’s age.

Since she was in a different environment, the reputation of Master Chu hadn’t spread here, so everyone was skeptical of her.

Chu Jin’s place was deserted.

On the other hand, the white-bearded fortuneteller next door had many clients, some even queued up for his services.

Chu Jin was deeply frustrated, so she took out a piece of white paper and a brush from her backpack. After dipping the brush in ink, she vigorously wrote a line of bold characters, "No need to speak, I know your honorable surname, if wrong I’ll give you 500 bucks." She even took out five hundred yuan and placed it under the table.

As expected, after this paper was posted, many people crowded around, pointing and discussing Chu Jin.

They were indecisive, wanting to test if Chu Jin was really as accurate as she claimed, yet they were afraid of being tricked.

"The audacity of the young people these days is truly astonishing! Such a young age, not attending school, and instead deceiving people here! Not even considering whose turf this is!" The white-bearded fortune teller saw his clients being drawn away by the girl next door and immediately became livid, slamming his hand down on the table and standing up.

This kind of trickery was something he had given up on 300 years ago! And today, it had the audacity to resurface and even steal his clients; how could he not be infuriated? He immediately rolled up his sleeves, preparing to expose Chu Jin’s scam.

The principle behind this type of trickery was very simple, it relied on the "card method."

The card was filled with characters, and the con artist would have you pick a card that had a character from your surname, then pretentiously take out a ruler to measure your hand.

Actually, your surname had already been revealed to the con artist.

Because all the characters written on that card were irrelevant, except for the one that matched a surname.

For example: "Heaven, person, of, many, a, Zhang, Min, go, surge, release..."

Anyone with clear eyes could tell that Zhang is a surname, who would still need to measure hands?

It was simply the trickster’s sweet talk that had confused you.

Pushing through the crowd, the fortune teller stood in front of Chu Jin, "No need to speak, is it? Then you try to guess my surname! If you get it wrong, I’ll overturn your stand and prevent you from spreading lies and deceiving people here."

Thinking to himself, the fortune teller was eager to see how he would debunk her when she took out her card.

Chu Jin smiled slightly and pointed to a stool, "Please take a seat, sir."

The fortune teller sat down as instructed.

Seeing that there was an entertaining scene to watch, people crowded around.

Chu Jin calmly took out the Tarot cards and her nimble shuffling caught the attention of the audience, eliciting gasps of amazement.

Her hands were so fast they dazzled the onlookers, the cards seemed to come to life in her grasp.

Chu Jin arranged a Universal type card spread, "Sir, please draw a card."

The fortune teller was a bit confused. This little girl wasn’t following the usual tricks. Could this be an upgraded version of deception? As long as it was trickery, it would inevitably show flaws. He had roamed the world for decades; could he not defeat a young girl?

The fortune teller quickly drew a card.

The upright position: "The King of Wands."

On the card, the sky was clear, with high mountains and the sea in the distance, a hand reaching out from the clouds, holding a wand.

"The King of Wands" could be said to be one of the Tarot cards with the simplest imagery.

Both the ace and the wand suggested supremacy, implying the number one.

Chu Jin glanced at it only once, and already had her calculation, her red lips softly parted, "Sir, your surname is Zhao, little Zhao, born into a fisherman’s family by the West Sea, the only child. After your parents passed away, you came alone to the south, and it’s been 28 years since then."

Chu Jin spoke casually, but the fortune teller was stunned to silence because everything Chu Jin had said was spot on.

He stood there, dumbfounded for a long while, unable to calm himself. Despite studying occult arts for many years, he had only skimmed the surface, yet this young girl had known so much just from a single card! This was simply terrifying!

At this moment, the fortune teller also understood that he had encountered a truly exceptional master today!

It was then that Chu Jin heard the system’s notification sound in her mind, [Ding! Faith Value increased by 5%!]

The fortune teller was still in shock, while the onlookers, who couldn’t wait any longer, eagerly asked, "Master, is she right?"

"Yes, she is absolutely correct," the fortune teller returned to his senses, lifting his eyes to Chu Jin, "May I ask which master the young lady is a disciple of?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd all wore expressions of disbelief.

Could she truly be that accurate?

If she was really that skilled, why didn’t she go buy lottery tickets?

Could it be a setup between two charlatans?

Chu Jin ignored the expressions of the bystanders, merely smiling faintly, "Passed down from my ancestors."

"So..." the fortune-teller opened his mouth, then continued, "May I ask your surname?"

"It’s Chu," Chu Jin replied in a calm tone.

The fortune-teller thought for a long time but couldn’t recall a master surnamed Chu emerging in the Fengshui community. Even as Chu Jin approached his stall, the fortune-teller was still in a daze. According to reason, a family as proficient in divination and fortunetelling as the Chu should be well-known in the Fengshui community.

How come he had never heard of them before?

"Are you really that psychic? Are you sure you haven’t colluded with him to deceive us?" someone directly voiced their skepticism.

Chu Jin’s eyes were indifferent as she replied, "Whether I’m psychic or not, you’ll know if you try. If I’m not, I’ll give you 500 Yuan. Everyone present can be my witness."

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately sat down at the table.

Three minutes later, Chu Jin accurately stated his surname and date of birth.

No one doubted her words anymore, and a long queue quickly formed.

That afternoon, Chu Jin not only collected a hefty amount of money but also earned quite a bit of Faith Value.

In the evening, the three of them ordered takeout and sat down to eat in their room.

Suddenly, the ringtone of Chu Jin’s mobile phone rang, and a strange number appeared on the screen, traced back to Capital City.

Chu Jin put down her chopsticks, took her mobile phone out of her pocket, and placed it to her ear.

"Hello, sis, it’s me." A somewhat familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was Chu Tian.

"What’s the matter?" Chu Jin replied in her usual tone.

Chu Tian’s voice sounded a bit anxious as she asked, "Sis, did you go to South Mountain?"

Chu Jin didn’t hide the fact, "Yes."

"Sis, you need to come back right now, South Mountain isn’t a good place," Chu Tian continued.

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why? Tell me the reason."

"Sorry sis, that’s all I can tell you. If you believe me, leave there immediately. Goodbye." After saying that, Chu Tian hung up the call.

Looking at the disconnected call, Chu Jin frowned slightly. Was this a well-intentioned warning, or was there another scheme behind it?

"What’s wrong, Jin?" Seeing her like this, Miao Xinran asked.

Chu Jin pocketed her phone and stood up, "Let’s head back to Capital City overnight."

Miao Xinran and Mo Qingyi were both stunned and exclaimed in unison, "Head back overnight?"

Chu Jin nodded slightly, "A friend just called to inform me that something bad might happen in South Mountain. Let’s pack up and leave tonight."

"But there aren’t any cars at this time of night. How are we supposed to get back?" Mo Qingyi frowned slightly. Surely they couldn’t walk back, could they? Besides, what could possibly happen in one night?

Miao Xinran also said, "Yeah, Jin, there aren’t any cars now. Since my brother and the others are coming tomorrow, if we have to leave, it’s not urgent to go tonight, right?"

Chu Jin stroked her chin, "I’ll figure out the car situation. Better safe than sorry, let’s go." She chose to take a gamble and trust Chu Tian’s words. From what she could tell about Chu Tian’s character, she didn’t seem like a person capable of great evil.

Mo Qingyi suddenly hugged Chu Jin’s arm, "Jin, let’s stay one more night, please. I’m exhausted from rowing all day, and all I want to do now is get some good sleep." As she spoke, she even yawned.

Miao Xinran didn’t want to leave overnight either. After all, with six hours of travel, they hadn’t prepared anything during the day, and leaving so suddenly was too hasty. She still had so many things she wanted to buy.

Leaving during the day meant they could appreciate the scenery along the way, whereas traveling at night was pitch dark, devoid of any charm.

"Jin, let’s go tomorrow, I really don’t want to bother with this late at night."

"Jin, we’ll go with what the majority wants, and I really don’t want to leave! I’m not discussing this anymore; I’m going to take a shower." With that, Mo Qingyi slipped into the bathroom, not giving Chu Jin a chance to argue.

Miao Xinran quickly followed Mo Qingyi, "Wait, I’ll shower with you."

Chu Jin frowned helplessly. It seemed they couldn’t leave tonight. It was just one night; surely nothing would happen?

For safety’s sake, the three of them slept in the same room that night.

The night was silent.

Chu Jin stood in front of the window, overlooking South Mountain Town below in the night. It was peaceful and serene, no different from any other day. Chu Jin stood by the window until midnight, while the two people on the bed had long since entered dreamland.

It wasn’t until 1 a.m. that Chu Jin, after confirming there were no anomalies, climbed into bed to rest.

The night was quiet.

Chu Jin also quickly fell into a deep sleep.

She didn’t know how many hours had passed when Chu Jin suddenly felt a violent shaking. Realizing this wasn’t a dream, she abruptly opened her eyes, only to find the entire room trembling violently.

"Bang, bang, bang—" In the darkness, things kept falling down.

The roar in the space-time was like thunder, and the ground underneath felt like a stampede of a thousand horses.

This was clearly an earthquake.

Realizing this, Chu Jin was startled and quickly woke up Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran, "Qingyi, Xinran, wake up quickly, it’s an earthquake!"

It was 3 a.m., the prime time for sleep, so how could the two of them wake up easily?

"Wake up quickly!" Chu Jin shook the two of them violently.

"What’s going on?" Miao Xinran seemed to be in a dream, rubbing her eyes with a hoarse voice, still unaware of the danger around her.

Chu Jin repeated, "It’s an earthquake!"

Miao Xinran suddenly became fully awake, then noticed that the entire bed was shaking. She quickly joined Chu Jin in waking up Mo Qingyi, and without even taking the time to put on shoes, they hurriedly ran outside.

By then, downstairs was already in an uproar, with the inn’s staff noticing something was wrong and shouting through megaphones in open areas.

The three of them ran hand in hand, clutching each other’s hands tightly. At that moment, no one could let go of anyone’s hand.

In the stairwell, many were screaming and running outside.

Some didn’t even put on their clothes.

Others were panic-stricken, banging on the doors of their loved ones’ rooms.

Elderly people and children were in complete disarray.

The shaking became more and more severe, and the building began to collapse, with tiles and beams starting to fall. The three of them had already managed to run to the second floor when Chu Jin realized she’d lost all her Spiritual Power and couldn’t access her space. More importantly, she couldn’t even contact Zi!

To have a chance at survival, they had to run out of the inn with all their might.

The three of them ran to the first floor.

Just as they were about to run out of the door, huge rocks began to tumble down, and the whole house began to tilt and collapse.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for three people to run out together.

In that moment between life and death, Chu Jin suddenly let go of their hands, stopped in her tracks, and used the last bit of her Lightning superpower to push the two of them fiercely towards the outside.

In an instant, the ground cleft and the skies filled with dust, the ancient buildings turned into ruins, and time seemed to freeze in that moment.

Wails, cries, and screams filled the entire town.

Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran also lost control of their emotions in that instant.

"Jin brother!"

"Jin!"

The two of them never expected that, in such a situation, Chu Jin would choose to sacrifice herself to save them.

They ran onto the ruins like mad, ignoring the danger of aftershocks, crying as they moved the rubble with their bare hands, bricks and stones...

They now regretted last night’s decision unbearably, thinking they should have left with Chu Jin...

"Jin, can you hear me talking?" Miao Xinran’s hands were already bloody, but like someone oblivious to pain, she continued to move the debris, tile by tile, the wood.

Mo Qingyi’s situation was also very bad, her blood had dyed the rubble red, "Jin Brother, don’t be afraid, we’re coming to save you."

But beneath the ground, there was no response to them.

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