Seeking the Substance, Opening a Path Forward

Chen Chuan pondered for a moment. Although the Ten Thousand Praises Platform provided Six Yang Gold, it did not disclose the specific source of the material, only stating that it came from the Other Side.

This in itself was a form of monopoly—an information monopoly.

Even so, some information had still been revealed. Six Yang Gold cost only two Platform Coins, which indirectly showed that while it seemed difficult to obtain, it was certainly not especially rare—unless the platform was deliberately subsidizing Fighters.

That possibility was not entirely impossible, but he did not think that was the case. There were no declarations or notes beneath the service listing. Without a clear explanation, no Fighter would truly feel grateful for it; they would only suspect ulterior motives. There was no need for the platform to create such trouble for itself.

It seemed he could not obtain any information about its origins from the platform. Public inquiries could easily leave traces, but fortunately, he had another path.

After considering it, he left the Meditation Room, made a phone call, then went to the parking garage and found a very ordinary sedan. He drove out of the villa, headed straight out of the city, and arrived at the South City Industrial Zone, finally stopping outside the warehouse where Mister Zhuan was usually stationed.

Chang Dong had hired several reliable people to handle the daily cleaning and upkeep here. Seasonal flowers and ornamental plants had also been planted outside the warehouse. It was obvious that Gao Yanjun had arranged them.

He got out of the car and pushed the door open. Inside, Mister Zhuan was holding a book and reading. Upon seeing him, he immediately picked up the mask beside him and put it on. His entire demeanor instantly came alive. He gestured invitingly