Chapter 128: Educated People See Things Differently

After listening to Jack's voice message, Zeng Shen initially considered ignoring them for a day, but he decided to reply with a message instead. "Since you're so sincere, come to Los Angeles with your sincerity by noon tomorrow."

As soon as he sent the message, a WeChat video call came through. Zeng Shen hesitated for a moment but decided to answer. On the screen appeared Jack, looking rather grim. "Mr. Zeng, since we've already lost, could we meet to discuss the cooperation details before holding a press conference?"

"Tomorrow at noon, meet with Tioya in Los Angeles, and we can discuss everything then," Zeng Shen replied firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.

Jack shook his head, about to say something when the video suddenly shifted, as if the phone had been snatched away.

Sure enough, soon a young blond man with a hooked nose, wearing a suit and tie, appeared in the video. "Hello, Mr. Zeng, I'm Tront."

"Pleasure," Zeng Shen responded nonchalantly.

"Mr. Zeng, have you already been in contact with Tioya or the Brotherhood behind her? Are you planning to sign a deal with them concerning your project to establish the largest pre-cooked food enterprise in Daxia?"

"Yes."

"Oh my God, Mr. Zeng, cooperating with them might affect our collaboration."

"Are you trying to teach me how to do business? In that case, we have no need to cooperate," Zeng Shen said with a frown, moving to hang up.

"Wait, Mr. Zeng, that's not what I meant," Tront hurriedly interjected.

Ignoring him, Zeng Shen ended the call.

Shortly after, Keke Lin sent another video call request. Zeng Shen smirked, waiting 30 seconds before answering, curious about what else they wanted to say.

When the video connected, Jack reappeared, speaking sincerely, "Sorry, Mr. Zeng, for the inconvenience caused by Tront's words earlier."

"If you're just apologizing, I think I can end this call," Zeng Shen said.

"No, Mr. Zeng, we are genuinely interested in cooperating with you. Can we understand more about your collaboration with Tioya?" Jack asked.

"Of course," Zeng Shen said, squinting with a smile as he began to fabricate details.

"They promised to supply me with the pre-cooked food materials I need for a year without any conditions.

"The deposit is just a small piece of Green Imperial Jade the size of a thumbnail, and after a year, they plan to develop a mine with me.

"They even proposed a marriage alliance, which I declined.

"So, they offered me a villa in the U.S., along with a group of carefully selected legal maids who match my aesthetic preferences, to take care of my daily needs in the U.S. That part, I accepted."

Hearing Zeng Shen's list of details, Jack naturally didn't believe him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Ah, Mr. Zeng, can I understand this as the terms for cooperation with us?"

"You can think of it that way," Zeng Shen replied calmly.

"Mr. Zeng, if those are your terms, then we can..."

Jack was interrupted as the phone shifted again, with Tront reappearing, looking gloomy and arrogant, questioning, "Mr. Zeng, we agreed to jointly develop the Green Imperial Jade in a year. How can you break your promise and collaborate with the Brotherhood? How can we trust you?"

"Heh..."

Zeng Shen chuckled coldly, interrupting, "Why can't I work with them? I see no sincerity from your Skull Society, and even if we signed a contract, I feel you'd use other means to find out about the mine ahead of time, then imprison or kill me."

Tront squinted arrogantly, "Mr. Zeng, do you really have no confidence in us?"

"Confidence? Although you are all the same type of eagle, why is one called a bald eagle while another is called a vulture?"

Zeng Shen asked rhetorically, "Which type of eagle do you think I prefer to work with?"

Tront, hearing this, replied without much thought, "You don't like either type of eagle."

"Educated people do see things differently, don't they?" Zeng Shen quipped, then put his phone back in his backpack and resumed practicing his telekinesis skill. After all, the negotiations were done.

Now, it was up to Jack and the Skull Society members to decide if they would go to Los Angeles tomorrow.

At 11:30 PM, Zeng Shen stopped practicing telekinesis. He instructed Lin Keke to park the car by the roadside, then returned her to the replica card. He set the suborbital point from Old Gold Mountain's street to inside the No. 1 RV.

With a focused thought, he returned to Jinhai to spar with Xiao Ti, gaining divine tier experience for the day.

However, Zeng Shen didn't return immediately. He waited until midnight to spar with Xiao Ti again, earning more divine tier experience, before using the suborbital card to return to the No. 1 Divine Energy Vehicle.

Back in the vehicle, Zeng Shen released Lin Keke again.

"Master."

"Continue the journey."

"Yes, Master," Lin Keke nodded.

Zeng Shen lay on the soft bed in the RV, checked his telekinesis skill, and then continued practicing for four hours before drifting into sleep.

The next morning at 11 a.m., the No. 1 Divine Energy Vehicle emerged from a country dirt road onto the highway leading to the east gate of Los Angeles.

In the passenger seat, Zeng Shen removed his disguise mask, placing it back in his backpack, and turned to Lin Keke, "Your main body might appear in the city, so change your face."

"Okay, Master. What kind of face would you like me to have?" Lin Keke asked obediently.

Zeng Shen thought for a moment, noticing a League of Legends poster by the roadside featuring the image of Kayle, the Judicator. He pointed at her, "Change to look like her."

"Wow, Master, she looks so aloof and cool," Lin Keke remarked, using No. 1's camera to capture the poster image.

"Indeed," Zeng Shen nodded. "Once inside the city, drive through every route in the eastern district."

"Understood, Master," Lin Keke replied, adjusting her appearance to match the image of Kayle on the screen.

Meanwhile, Zeng Shen checked his panel to see his progress over the past two days.

[Survival Points: 280,500]

"Almost 300,000 survival points," Zeng Shen mused, summoning the purple card lottery wheel for a ten-card draw.

Just then, he noticed a motorcycle parked conspicuously in the middle of the road ahead.

Leaning against it was a petite, fair-skinned girl with shoulder-length golden hair, exuding a Lolita vibe. She wore black leather boots, a black leather jacket and shorts, and black stockings, with a pair of leather gloves on her hands.

In the sunlight, her outfit gleamed with a leathery sheen.

As the RV approached, she waved her slender, gloved hands to signal them. 

At that moment, the No. 1 Divine Energy Vehicle slowed down, approaching her.

Suddenly, a brisk warning echoed in Zeng Shen's ears.

[Danger! Host is encountering a Tier 3 Infernal Deity. With the host's current strength, you risk being enslaved and exploited. Please accelerate and ram through to escape.]

"I don't want to end up eating U.S. prison food," Zeng Shen muttered, unable to resist a touch of sarcasm.

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