After settling the arrangements with the Lan Shengu siblings, Chen Chuan chatted with them about Central City. Once he had finished a cup of tea, he said goodbye to them both.
As he crossed the plaza, he turned to glance at the Ferris Wheel's former site. An Origin Company building now stood there, though it was only a temporary office. The actual headquarters was in Hongsheng District and was still under construction.
Just then, he spotted a family of three taking photos at the Ferris Wheel's former site. The little boy sat astride his father's shoulders, laughing happily. As a passerby walked past, the boy's mother stepped forward to ask a favor. The passerby took the camera, and the woman hurried back to hold the man's arm. The family huddled together, their backs to the sea, and captured a photograph full of laughter.
That captured moment might become a treasured memory for the family's entire lives, something they could pull out in old age to show their children and grandchildren.
Chen Chuan smiled and turned to leave. He collected his car, drove out of the plaza, and headed back to the villa.
That evening, he had dinner with his aunt's family and watched a local city program with them for a while before taking his things into his private Meditation Room.
He sat down cross-legged, opened the case, and took out a piece of six yang gold, setting it before him. As he infused it with mental power, the material began to dissolve, piece by piece, and was absorbed into the center of his brow.
Now that he was familiar with the dissolution process, it went faster than before. He absorbed one portion in just half an hour, then moved on to the second, the third...
This time, however, he