A Gift for Their First Meeting

Few people knew.

On the outskirts of Suzhou, there was a basketball court that had sat idle for seven years.

Even fewer people knew.

For seven years, it had never been basketballs that landed on this court, but helicopters.

B18 Airfield was its name.

At that moment, a fiery red Bugatti Veyron was parked on the muddy path by the basketball hoop. Under the scorching sunlight, the streamlined sports car, its chassis almost touching the ground, gleamed from end to end.

Whirrr-

The deafening roar of churning air came from high above.

Chu Ning lifted her baseball cap and narrowed her eyes slightly as she gazed at the sky.

The shadow of a Black Hawk Helicopter covered almost half the basketball court, and its spinning rotor whipped up clouds of dust.

Only after the helicopter landed did Chu Ning look away and wave toward the center of the court. "Welcome back."

A young man with an icy gaze emerged from the cabin. He wore a custom-made black suit and black-framed glasses, and carried a black briefcase. Even on a bright, sunny day, he seemed ready to melt into the darkness at any moment. Most people's first impression of him would probably be that he was sinister and bloodthirsty.

When the young man saw who had come to meet him, a faint smile finally appeared on his otherwise meticulous face. Paying no attention to the helicopter pilot's greeting behind him, he strode out of the dust-filled basketball court and over to the Bugatti Veyron parked on the muddy path. He took a small gift box from inside his suit jacket and handed it to Chu Ning, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"I heard at headquarters that you wiped out the sixth-tier calamity, 'The Little Match Girl.' Congratulations in advance on advancing to the fifth tier."

Though the gift box was small, its wrapping was exquisite. It probably contained something like an exceedingly valuable necklace or bracelet.

Chu Ning took the gift box and fell silent for a moment. "After the little girl was wiped out, she didn't leave behind a Bloodline Mark."

Lin Luo frowned slightly. "What?"

Chu Ning reached over and patted the passenger seat. "Get in. We'll talk on the way."

Vroom!

The Bugatti Veyron's twelve hundred horsepower accelerated the car to three hundred kilometers per hour almost instantly. The powerful force pressing them back into their seats and the trees flashing past the windows made one's heart race and breath catch involuntarily.

A fiery red afterimage kicked up layer upon layer of dust.

With both hands on the steering wheel, Chu Ning said calmly, "The little girl's Bloodline Mark... was burned to ashes."

Lin Luo suddenly looked up. "How is that possible?"

Yes, how was that possible?

According to the Law of Conservation of Transcendence, transcendent power could neither appear out of nothing nor disappear for no reason. Therefore, when a transcendent being died, the transcendent power within it would inevitably separate from its body and form a unique Bloodline Mark.

A Bloodline Mark could be any object: a sword, a saber, or even a flower, a stone, or an umbrella. Whatever it was, it would fall within the range of things the being could understand while alive.

To increase one's own transcendent power, the only way was to devour the Bloodline Marks of other transcendent beings. Once one's transcendent power had accumulated to a certain degree, it would undergo a qualitative change, causing one's bloodline to advance.

Under the Grave Keepers' current rules, a Bloodline Mark Chu Ning obtained on her own was her personal property, and only she had the final say over what happened to it.

If Chu Ning devoured the Bloodline Mark of the sixth-tier calamity, "The Little Match Girl," she would have a very high chance of advancing to become a fifth-tier Transcendent, and would very likely be assigned to the Special Operations Group by headquarters.

That was why the first thing Lin Luo did upon seeing Chu Ning was offer her a gift to congratulate her.

But Chu Ning had said that the little girl's Bloodline Mark had been burned to ashes?

Within the limits of human understanding, laws did not come into existence only after humans discovered them. Rather, humans discovered that they existed.

A law was the one and only truth. It was God's weapon.

A Bloodline Mark being burned to ashes was already a serious violation of the Law of Conservation of Transcendence. It meant that the transcendent system established across the world over the past ten years might suddenly collapse one day. It also meant that the apple which struck Newton might inexplicably fly into the sky one day.

If this were true, its severity could almost be compared to the Australian Primeval Forest Incident two years ago.

Under Lin Luo's incredulous gaze, Chu Ning said lightly, "It was Wrath."

Lin Luo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, gradually calming down.

So that was it. Then it made sense.

No wonder the apple could fly into the sky. No wonder the Bloodline Mark had been destroyed.

Transcendent law four (attribute): every Oracle possessed a unique attribute.

Among the one hundred and fifty-four Oracles, strong and weak alike, the only one that could possibly destroy a Bloodline Mark was Wrath.

Because Wrath's unique attribute was-Annihilation.

That afternoon.

Su Bai met Lin Luo.

Frankly speaking, his impression of Lin Luo was quite good.

Because the first thing Lin Luo did when he saw him was take out a car key and ask him to go downstairs and move the Bugatti Veyron, which was so red it bordered on purple.

Moving the car was not the point, of course. The point was that after Su Bai parked it, Lin Luo waved a hand and said casually, "That car is a gift for our first meeting."

At that moment, Su Bai's heart nearly stopped.

A Bugatti! A Veyron!

Damn, he just gave away a luxury car worth millions of euros! Boss, please accept my knees. From now on, I'm your lackey!

In fact, to put it bluntly, what made luxury cars expensive was their brand and rarity. If one really broke them down, all their parts came off assembly lines.

The Bugatti Veyron had gone out of production seven years ago.

Three years ago, a high-ranking executive at the Grave Keepers' headquarters decided that the car was relatively fast, so with a sweep of his sleeve, he bought the Bugatti Veyron brand and set up a dedicated manufacturing plant in Tianjing. More than a dozen Bugatti Veyrons came out of the plant every day. By a rough calculation, each car cost less than a few hundred thousand to make.

The obscenely wealthy headquarters provided every Grave Keeper with ample weapons and equipment, and a car fast enough counted as equipment too.

A Bugatti Veyron, a heavy sniper rifle with a sufficiently large caliber, a Reaper Desert Eagle with a nine-round capacity, a dazzling assortment of alchemical weapons, and a melee weapon that suited the user were standard issue for every Grave Keeper.

Although Su Bai was only an intern, he was still part of the Grave Keepers' organization and could naturally benefit from the weapons and equipment.

So Li Ming's gift for their first meeting was the Reaper Desert Eagle, Lin Luo's was the Bugatti Veyron, and Chu Ning had yet to decide whether to give him a saber, a spear, a sword, or a halberd. Qingxue had simply forgotten. When she remembered, she would probably pick out a heavy sniper rifle with a sufficiently large caliber from the armory. However, someone without rigorous training would not dare fire one lightly; the recoil could break their shoulder in a single shot.

As for Gu Jiuge?

Hadn't Gu Jiuge given Su Bai a knockoff phone with four or five buttons missing?

Knockoff phones were awesome!