Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 370: Old Belongings

Time entered the seventh day of September, and throughout Wuyi Academy, one could see students bustling up and down in elevators.

After finishing one course, they needed to immediately head to another classroom, rushing around all day, which was rarely seen before.

Chen Chuan felt that in the half semester since his arrival, the vast Mysterious Palace Tower usually saw few students, as they mostly stayed outside. Even if they failed a course, they could just pay a fee to pass.

However, with the introduction of the regulation that lowers Evaluation points, many were thrown into a frenzy, not wanting to be sent to the arena as test subjects. The only way out was to study desperately.

In such an atmosphere, Chen Chuan's leisurely demeanor as he moved about seemed out of place.

After reaching the Third Limit, Evaluation points could no longer constrain him, and Martial Artists at this Limit had more channels to acquire wealth and a certain social status. If he had no further aspirations, his current state would be sufficient.

But not only was his personal desire for freedom unbound, the imminent collision of worlds before him would not allow him to remain so peaceful. He had to continue moving upwards and possess enough Strength, or the ability to protect himself, before the Great Boom arrived.

Since the action plan from the Processing Bureau had not been arranged yet, and there was nothing else to disturb him these days except training, he considered it a good time to visit the address left by his parents in this life.

He contacted Wu Bei in the morning to help conceal his whereabouts, then drove out of the Mysterious Palace Tower in a Jiade car.

To ensure no mishaps, he didn't head straight to the destination but drove to the last outpost he used when leaving the city and parked the car there.

Then he left the city from there and, after concealing his Field data with Second Self, returned, ensuring that no means could trace him.

The address couldn't be found on the Boundary Token at first, but it was marked on an old map. After walking for about two hours, he arrived at the location.

It was a high-end apartment building located at the border of Voidward District, with security guards patrolling everywhere.

It made sense, though. If the place had been uninhabited for a long time or was simply located in a remote area, given Central City's security situation, it would have been broken into, stolen from, or occupied. Keeping the belongings inside would have been out of the question.He didn't plan to expose his whereabouts, so he climbed in from the edge, with Second Self shielding his movements, easily entering without alerting anyone, and then proceeded up the stairs to the room with the number 501 on the fifth floor.

He took out the key he had obtained from the old house and tried it, finding that it was indeed the key to this room, turning it open with a simple twist. After entering, he gently closed the door behind him.

Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside the room, as if someone was walking around. He glanced at the dust on the desk, unmoved.

He surveyed the room's layout, feeling that the furnishings and arrangement had many similarities to the old house, clearly arranged by someone with the same living habits.

After looking around outside and finding nothing, he walked into the nearest room. Pushing open the slightly ajar door, he found no one inside, and the footsteps had already disappeared.

He roughly searched this room and the two adjacent ones, finding nothing particularly useful. It seemed to be just a place for living, with the property deed left behind, still in his name.

But surely his parents in this life didn't just leave him a house in Central City? That wouldn't require such complexity.

So there must be something else.

He thought carefully and suddenly remembered something from his childhood. Returning to the room, he took out the entire drawer and finally found a key stuck to the bottom.

After taking it down, he looked at it a few times, seeing the character '萬' (Wan - Ten Thousand) engraved on it, along with a serial number.

Is this... the key to a vault at Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank?

This must be the most important thing.

He put the key in his pocket, not in a hurry to leave, and carefully checked inside and out again to ensure nothing else was missed before leaving for Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank.

Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank is spread across most of the world's Central Cities, with branches and exchange points even in border cities and the Land of Chaos, making it one of the world's top financial institutions that rose from Da Shun.

The branch in Jibeidiao Central City is located in Majestic Light District, not only possessing its own Active Consciousness Entity but also an independent security guard system.

When Chen Chuan arrived, he presented the key, and a bank manager surnamed Lai came out to receive him. The manager, maintaining a polite smile, did not ask for his name or background but said, "Sir, the client who stored the item requires, besides the key, that the guest present a token."Chen Chuan's thoughts turned, and he took out the black card from the Primordial Human Company.

Only this item could serve as a token.

The manager took the black card, said to wait a moment, then took out a document from his bag for comparison. The implanted Boundary Token flashed red, and he nodded, returning the items to Chen Chuan, standing up from his seat, "Sir, please follow me."

Chen Chuan stood up and followed him to the underground vault by elevator. The manager introduced along the way,

"This is our Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank's Class C independent vault, with sixty-four empty cabinets of the same code. The encoder regenerates a new sorting password every three hours.

If not opened in the correct order, even with a key, the correct locker cannot be found. After three errors, all will be locked, and you can only try again after three days..."

Chen Chuan was led into the vault and came to a separate cabinet room. The manager gave some instructions, then bowed slightly and stepped out.

He waited for the other to leave, then began to open the cabinet doors one by one according to the generated code sequence.

Even with prompts, his actions were fast enough, without any mistakes, but it still took about two minutes to complete the whole process. An ordinary person would need at least seven or eight minutes. At this moment, he was also very curious about what was so important that his parents in this life would value it so much.

As the key was inserted into the last cabinet door, he heard a series of turning sounds from behind, and a drawer popped out a crack. He stepped back two steps, pulled the drawer open a bit, and saw a well-wrapped package inside.

After taking the item out, he came to a table on the side, carefully unwrapped it, trying not to damage the original packaging. Inside was a small password-sealed box, which required a password to open.

The password...

He recalled the string of numbers he got when he received the address, remembered it, and entered it.

The password was undoubtedly correct, and with a click, it opened, revealing two glass syringes, one red and one blue.

There was also a note attached, he recognized the handwriting, it was his mother's in this life, telling him the blue one was a memory needle, and explaining its function.

This was a type of memory replication technology potion, only achievable between direct relatives. Through this, certain key information and memories could be transferred and passed on.Chen Chuan picked it up and injected it into his hand. This thing should be fine, and even if there was a problem, with Second Self, he didn't need to worry about it.

After the injection, there was no immediate effect because the transmission of memory information requires a process. Sometimes it takes effect during sleep, and sometimes it appears inadvertently, not so quickly.

But since he had already obtained it, he was in no hurry, believing he would know in due time.

As for what was in the other syringe, the note did not specify, presumably it could only be obtained from the memory.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think that the contents here used direct relative memory transfer technology. If he had truly died on that day without his later replacement, then even if this thing were discovered, the contents inside might never be known to outsiders.

He did not take this syringe away but directly put it back, relocked it, and placed it back into the safe.

He had already asked when he came down, this safe had been in service for thirteen years and had paid a one-time fee for twenty years of storage, which would be enough until he was twenty-five years old.

It was safest to keep things here.

Coming out from here, he greeted Manager Lai outside, signed a document, and then left Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank. Just as he stepped out of the main door, a scene appeared in his mind, as if standing at the steps of Ten Thousand Prosperity Bank looking up, then walking up step by step.

He knew this was the memory transfer taking effect, likely triggered by encountering a scene in reality that matched the memory.

Just as he wanted to continue "recalling', a notification sound came from the Boundary Token he had just opened.

He glanced at it, it was an invitation message from Green Pouch Jade Pavilion, inviting him to continue drug trials, along with a message from supervisor Fan Qingshan whom he had previously contacted:

"Executive Officer Chen, we have learned about your situation, congratulations on becoming a Third Limit Martial Artist. In light of our previous good cooperation, we will still offer you drugs at a preferential price."

Then he said with a meaningful tone: "The world's landscape is changing rapidly, everyone should find their position and path early. If Executive Officer Chen is willing to join our Green Pouch Jade Pavilion after finishing his studies, we will offer you generous treatment and conditions. If Executive Officer Chen has made a decision, you can contact me later."With a beep, the voice message ended.

Chen Chuan stood on the steps, glanced at the flickering lights on the building's projection screen and the constant flow of people and vehicles below, then looked up at the sky before descending and walking unhurriedly along the avenue in a certain direction.

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