Lan Beier’s smile froze on her face.
“Beier, what do you think the Earth actually is?” Luo Chen suddenly asked, completely disregarding her feelings.
“The Earth is just the Earth. It nourished us and is the cradle of our lives.” Lan Beier knew there was no hope for tonight, and her mood instantly dropped.
“That statement is not entirely accurate.” Luo Chen shook his head. This trip to the Tibetan region had made him even more convinced of certain suspicions.
“If you really want to define it, then the Earth is actually a living entity too!” Luo Chen said.
“The Earth is a living entity too?” Lan Beier was slightly confused.
“You must have heard of the thirty degrees north latitude theory, right?” Luo Chen asked.
Lan Beier nodded. The thirty degrees north latitude line had always been a place of wonder and mystery.
The birthplaces of the four ancient civilisations, Sanxingdui, the mysterious Bermuda Triangle, Atlantis, the Egyptian pyramids, and countless other things shrouded in endless mysteries all lie along this line.
It could be said that the vast majority of mysteries on Earth that human technology cannot yet solve are located along this line.
One or two could be explained as coincidence, but adding so many together means it is far more than just coincidence.
“If the Earth is a living entity and it has concealed certain things from all life, then many phenomena in this world can be understood quite well.” Luo Chen said with a smile.
“What do you mean?” Lan Beier felt that her worldview might be completely overturned tonight. Moreover, Luo Chen would not be sharing these things out of boredom. He must have a purpose.
Therefore, at this moment, Lan Beier began to listen carefully.
“In our Huaxia, there is something called a formation array, which can place a person in another world!” Luo Chen explained.
“In Buddhist scriptures, there is a saying, one flower holds one world, and a single grain of sand represents three thousand great worlds.”
“If you understand it from a scientific perspective, it means it can place you in a new space or dimension.” Luo Chen lit a cigarette.
“So, the thirty degrees north latitude line might be such an entrance, and things like the ships and planes that disappeared in Bermuda actually fell into another world?”
“And what the pyramid pharaohs said about the soul entering another world after death is also true?” Lan Beier guessed, combining Luo Chen’s words.
She suddenly wondered, could the pyramids also be a massive formation array, serving as a gateway to another world?
“Correct, but also not entirely correct.” Luo Chen nodded.
“Do you not find it strange?”
“Huaxia would not fabricate all those myriad myths just to deceive people, would it?”
“But why can we never find them?”
“Can we only gain a fragmented understanding of them through certain ancient texts?”
“Where did Nuwa, Fuxi, and even Laozi, who vanished in the end, go?”
Since ancient times, there have always been pre-Qin qi cultivators, but after the Qin Dynasty, they came to an abrupt, cliff-like end.
After Laozi rode west out of Hangu Pass beneath a purple aura stretching three thousand li, he vanished without a trace, leaving only half of the Dao De Jing for the world.
Would a figure of such monumental achievements as Qin Shi Huang, hailed as the emperor of the ages, really be foolish enough to search for a vague and elusive Penglai Fairy Island?
But if it is not elusive, then where exactly is the Penglai Fairy Island?
All of these remain unsolved puzzles.
“So what?” Lan Beier would not believe that Luo Chen said all this just to keep her in suspense.
“Prepare yourself early.” Luo Chen smiled, offering no further explanation.
Lan Beier was a decent person, and Luo Chen did not wish for her to remain trapped in the mundane world forever.
“Follow the methods in here, practise slowly, and stop training in boxing.” Luo Chen handed Lan Beier a manuscript.
It was not some secret cultivation technique, but it could help Lan Beier build a flawless foundation.
Lan Beier looked at it, but her eyes inevitably grew brighter.
This was an opportunity from Luo Chen, allowing her to follow in his footsteps.
Moreover, from his words, she sensed that something enormous was about to happen.
“Tomorrow, the film crew will start shooting. Could you come and visit me on set later?” Lan Beier smiled.
“Alright.” Luo Chen nodded.
Early the next morning, Luo Chen was picked up by the Li family.
The Li family sold off some of their assets while scrambling to gather the rest.
This time, the entire Li family was nearly bankrupt, but there was no other choice.
After all, who would dare refuse to pay the money owed to Luo Chen?
“Sigh, our Li family originally had a grandmaster, but unfortunately he was assassinated three years ago.” Li Zhihua said bitterly, as four billion US dollars were fully transferred into Luo Chen’s account.
Afterwards, Luo Chen went to the filming location to visit Lan Beier.
Meanwhile, at a large banquet elsewhere, many socialites, billionaires, and even influential figures from the Hong Kong district had gathered.
Inside a private room.
“Mr Andrew, it is a great honour to meet you.” Director Yan said, raising his wine glass.
In the room, a blue-eyed, blonde-haired man was surrounded by numerous girls, holding them close on both sides.
Seven or eight scantily clad girls gathered around the foreign man.
“I still prefer Eastern girls.” The young man called Andrew smiled.
“My old friend, I heard you have encountered some trouble recently?”
“Mr Andrew, I apologise for the embarrassment, but I have indeed run into some trouble.” Director Yan replied with a placating smile.
This man was the son of a famous Hollywood director, but more than that, his family in Europe was a colossal powerhouse.
“Old friend, do not be polite. If you have any difficulties, tell me. As long as you have sufficient payment, I can resolve them for you.” Andrew said with a smirk.
“Then I truly must thank you, Mr Andrew.” Director Yan also smiled.
“Five hundred thousand US dollars. I want someone’s life!” Director Yan stated.
The humiliation Luo Chen inflicted on him last night was deeply etched in his memory.
He had spent the entire night plotting to eliminate Luo Chen.
Otherwise, how could he possibly survive in the Hong Kong district in the future?
“What kind of person?” Andrew asked.
“Just an ordinary person.” Director Yan replied.
“Oh, no. Two million US dollars, and I can make him disappear today!” Andrew stroked a woman’s thigh, causing her to let out a giggle.
“But he is just an ordinary person.” Andrew frowned.
After all, that was not two million Chinese yuan, it was US dollars.
“Oh, my old friend, you should know what kind of people my father gave me as bodyguards.” As Andrew said this, he suddenly leaned forward, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
Director Yan’s face instantly changed. World-class assassins, A-grade killers.