Huai Prefecture.
Wednesday.
1:30 p.m.
In Ugly Country.
Just got off the plane.
Under normal circumstances, the journey would have required only two transfers. But with supernatural events occurring so frequently, most flights had been canceled, while delays and postponements had become commonplace.
After all the hassle and four flight transfers, he finally arrived at his destination.
Because the entire trip was being kept confidential.
Jiang Qiao had not asked the authorities to coordinate things directly.
He had only asked them to cooperate in crafting a suitable public persona for him.
He was currently posing as a low-key, adventure-loving heir to a fortune worth tens of billions.
As the saying went, when others were greedy, he was fearful.
When others were fearful, he was greedy.
He believed that buying up assets while all kinds of properties were depreciating would surely allow him to upgrade his wealth in the future!
So he was preparing to inspect investments in Ugly Country, his spiritual homeland.
At the same time.
People on the Ugly Country side were cooperating as well.
Several influential, well-known companies and civilian organizations had sent him invitations.
After all that maneuvering.
Even during this extremely sensitive period, with supernatural events ravaging the world.
He had easily obtained a visa.
The visa officer had looked at him very strangely, probably thinking there was something wrong with his head.
But that was not important.
Although supernatural events had now spread throughout the world, there were indeed many people betting on the future by taking part of their assets and acquiring industries they believed had potential but were currently depreciated.
The world had to keep turning, in the end.
During the two World Wars a century ago, large amounts of international capital had been used to pick up bargains.
Some people had made