- Global Reincarnation: Only I Know the Plot
- GROIKTP Chapter 550
“Those are the only two conditions for now!” Chen Ye said.
Since he wanted to give a favor to Song Lingrong, it wouldn’t be appropriate to list too many conditions. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be a favor, but a restriction.
Besides, with just these two conditions, it would be enough for Chen Ye to handle the multiplayer dungeon.
Still, he couldn’t help but wonder.
What kind of world would the multiplayer dungeon be?
“Alright, I understand!” Song Lingrong responded, her tone serious. “Chen Ye, thank you!~”
“No need to thank me,” Chen Ye joked. “I should call you my cousin—after all, we’re family, so no need for formalities!”
This joke was in response to the one Song Lingrong had made before they entered the *Heart Demon* dungeon.
Hearing this, Song Lingrong smiled radiantly. “If you say that, then I won’t be polite!”
“No need to be polite,” Chen Ye waved it off.
“Chen Ye, have some tea,” Song Lingrong said with a smile. “Though this tea doesn’t compare to the calming tea from the Reincarnation Space, it has its own charm when you savor it slowly.”
Chen Ye picked up the cup and took a sip.
Truthfully, Chen Ye wasn’t much of a tea drinker and rarely drank it, but he could tell that this tea was quite good. After drinking, its aroma lingered in his mouth, leaving a pleasant aftertaste.
“By the way!”
Song Lingrong asked curiously, “I heard last night you completed three tasks in the *One Punch Man* dungeon? The third task was to defeat Blast, right? Was that guy strong?”
“Blast?” Chen Ye smiled faintly. “I didn’t fight him, but I’d say his strength is probably quite impressive, close to mine… However, in the *One Punch Man* dungeon, the true strongest isn’t Blast!”
“Oh?”
Song Lingrong was surprised by this revelation.
“So we’ve all been wrong, setting Blast as our goal in the *One Punch Man* dungeon?”
Song Lingrong wisely chose not to press further about who the strongest really was in that world.
After all, that would be asking for a guide.
And Song Lingrong wasn’t foolish. Even if she found out, it wouldn’t benefit her much, as she had already cleared the *One Punch Man* dungeon and couldn’t redo it.
Offending Chen Ye over this would be even more costly.
“Chen Ye, you’re incredible. With you around, I’m even more confident about tonight’s multiplayer dungeon,” Song Lingrong said with a smile. Then she asked, “By the way, did you receive the cash reward from the government?”
“Yes, one hundred million,” Chen Ye nodded.
Song Lingrong, a little embarrassed, explained, “It’s not much. Given your contributions, you deserve at least ten billion… But as you know, the government is quite strict with cash rewards. The real value is symbolic—giving you one hundred million is already unusually generous on their part.”
Chen Ye agreed.
He often saw news about people being rewarded for their contributions, sometimes receiving only a few hundred yuan… Of course, the societal value of such rewards couldn’t always be measured by money.
“It’s alright. I’m not exactly short on money,” Chen Ye said.
…
After chatting for a bit longer, Chen Ye stood up and prepared to leave.
“Alright, I won’t keep you busy. I’ll head out now,” Chen Ye said.
Song Lingrong quickly stood up as well and asked, “Why don’t you move to Beijing today? That courtyard is fully equipped. I’ll have someone clean it up, and you can move in right away.”
Chen Ye thought for a moment and replied, “That works. I’ll head back to grab some things. Send me the address, and I’ll come over.”
“Alright!”
Song Lingrong smiled as she saw Chen Ye out the door, watching as he flew off.
Once he was out of sight, Song Lingrong hurried back to her office and picked up the phone on her desk, dialing a number.
“Xiao Rong, what brings you to call me today?” A hearty laugh came from the other end of the line.
Without wasting time, Song Lingrong asked directly, “Uncle, are you in Beijing right now?”
Sensing the urgency in her tone, her uncle immediately gave a serious response.
“I am.”
“Uncle, could you arrange for someone to clean the courtyard next to our old family home?”
“The courtyard next to the old home?” Her uncle’s voice sounded puzzled. “Isn’t that the house you were awarded by the higher-ups?”
“I’ve given it to someone,” Song Lingrong replied with a smile. “They’ll probably move in soon.”
“Oh? That courtyard used to be part of a royal residence—it’s quite valuable. May I ask who you gave it to?” her uncle inquired, before quickly adding, “Of course, I trust your judgment, so if it’s not convenient to say, don’t worry about it.”
Even over the phone, it was clear that her uncle treated Song Lingrong with a great deal of respect.
And that was perfectly normal.
After all, Song Lingrong held a prominent position within the country, and few could match her status.
“It’s no secret,” Song Lingrong said calmly. “I gave it to Shura.”
Crash!
As soon as she mentioned the name “Shura,” there was the sound of something breaking on the other end of the line.
It seemed her uncle had been drinking tea and was so shocked by the name that he dropped his cup…
“Uncle? Are you alright over there?”
“Ah… no worries, no worries!”
On the other end, her uncle was frantically trying to brush off the boiling water, but his voice was brimming with excitement. “Xiao Rong, you’ve done a great job with this. Don’t worry, I understand the importance of this. I’ll make sure the house is thoroughly cleaned up.”
Clearly, her uncle was also a smart man and understood just how valuable it was to have Shura as their neighbor.
“With you in charge, I have nothing to worry about,” Song Lingrong said with a smile, adding one more reminder, “Make sure the house is ‘clean’!”
By “clean,” she wasn’t referring to hygiene.
She didn’t want her uncle to get the wrong idea and install any suspicious devices, like listening equipment…
If Chen Ye discovered something like that, it would ruin everything!
“You don’t trust me? You think I’d do something so foolish?” her uncle replied with a chuckle.
Although a bit amused, her uncle didn’t blame her for the reminder, understanding the gravity of the situation.
“Don’t worry, I know exactly what you mean, and I’ll make sure everything is handled perfectly,” he assured her.
…
After hanging up, Song Lingrong made another call.
Soon, an elderly voice came through the line:
“Hello, Xiao Rong, calling me again so soon?”
Song Lingrong chuckled. “Just missing you, Grandpa, and wanted to have a chat.”
The voice on the other end, full of energy, scolded playfully, “Missing me? Then why don’t you come visit?”
“I’ll come over tonight,” Song Lingrong replied. “Grandpa, ask Aunt Wu to prepare more food tonight. We might have a distinguished guest joining us for dinner.”
“Oh? For you to call them a distinguished guest, they must be someone very important!”
“It’s Shura! The Reincarnation Space genius… Grandpa, I gave him the house next door. I hope you don’t mind.”
Hearing this, her grandfather’s tone immediately became more lively.
Of course, he wasn’t unfamiliar with Shura.
In fact, there had been several high-level meetings about this young man.
“Xiao Rong, tell me more.”
Song Lingrong then explained everything, including the multiplayer dungeon.
In the Song family, the truly wise one wasn’t Song Lingrong, nor her high-ranking uncle, but her grandfather!
Her grandfather had risen from a simple soldier to his current esteemed position, even entering the central core of power. Though now retired, his influence in the country remained substantial.
Such a man was undoubtedly a person of great wisdom.
After listening, her grandfather laughed and said, “Xiao Rong, you handled this well. Though that house is valuable, it’s just an object. What truly matters are people!”
Hearing her grandfather’s praise, Song Lingrong was pleased. “Grandpa, I thought the same.”
Her grandfather added, “As for those extra slots, be sure to choose wisely. I won’t say more than that.”
“I understand, Grandpa.”
After a brief pause, Song Lingrong hesitated before saying, “I’m thinking about spreading the word about this… I hope you can support me, Grandpa.”
“Oh?”
Her grandfather paused before quickly understanding her intentions.
Shura was willing to carry people through a dungeon!
Once word got out, it would cause a massive stir throughout the country.
Soon enough, the Song family’s doorstep would be worn out by people seeking favors…
On the surface, it might seem like a headache.
After all, refusing certain people could lead to offense. And with only seven spots, no matter who got left out, it would upset someone.
In truth, the matter should be handled quietly and low-key, with Song Lingrong selecting the participants herself.
However, her grandfather was astute enough to understand that by solving these problems, the Song family stood to gain immensely.
Consider this: Shura had entrusted something so valuable to Song Lingrong—what kind of relationship did that suggest between the two families?
Everyone knew Shura’s potential was limitless.
Some even believed that Shura, barring any unexpected setbacks, would eventually ascend to godhood!
That was a
god!
The first true immortal in the human world!
If that day came, would the Song family, with its close ties to Shura, not prosper?
This was exactly Song Lingrong’s intention: to publicly declare the bond between the Song family and Shura.
“You little rascal! Always climbing the three-tiered pagoda without reason,” her grandfather joked, before saying, “Since you’ve made up your mind, go ahead. I’ll handle things at home.”
In reality, this move carried some risk.
The Song family was already a major player in Beijing, one of the top aristocratic families, boasting not only the influential elder but also Song Lingrong, once the top expert in the country.
Now, by showcasing their connection to Shura, they were forming an alliance with an incredibly powerful figure—stronger together than ever.
Naturally, the upper echelons might grow uneasy, possibly becoming wary of the Song family.
But after considering the pros and cons, her grandfather still believed the benefits far outweighed the risks, so he supported his granddaughter’s decision.
“Thank you, Grandpa!” Song Lingrong said with a smile.
“Why are you thanking me?” her grandfather said fondly. “You’re doing this for the Song family’s benefit. With a child like you, I can rest easy when my time comes.”
“Grandpa, don’t talk like that! I’ll find some special herbs in the Reincarnation Space that will let you live to be a hundred!”
“Alright, alright! No need to comfort me like that!” her grandfather laughed heartily. “I’m still in good health, so don’t worry about me for now. We’ll talk more when you visit tonight.”
…
After hanging up, Song Lingrong let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, a glint of determination flashed in her eyes as she pressed a button on her desk.
Soon, her secretary entered, saluting her.
“Commander, what are your orders?”
“You know where Shura lives, right?” Song Lingrong asked.
“It’s in the confidential files.”
Shura’s residence was now classified, accessible only to those with a certain clearance level.
“Good!” Song Lingrong instructed. “Have someone investigate the new neighbors who moved in next to Shura. I want a full background check.”
Though Chen Ye hadn’t asked her to do this and found the trouble annoying, Song Lingrong couldn’t ignore it.
“Understood!” the secretary responded sharply.
Song Lingrong continued, “There’s something else. Shura has a multiplayer dungeon card, and I have seven open slots. Spread the word and see who’s interested. The minimum requirement is an A-grade comprehensive rating.”
Upon hearing this, the secretary’s face showed a mix of surprise and excitement.
After all, this was an opportunity to enter a dungeon with the legendary Shura!!
The idea alone was thrilling.
Unfortunately, her own comprehensive strength was only B-grade, meaning she didn’t qualify.
“Understood!”
“Good, get on it quickly! The dungeon starts tonight.”
“Understood!”
With that, the secretary left the office.
Leaning back on the sofa, a smile played on Song Lingrong’s face as she murmured to herself, “Yuting, you’re really lucky, aren’t you?”