777米奇影

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Luo Feng, growing weary of the repetitive task of unpacking USB drives, decided to switch his attention to another drawer. As he slid it open, he was not expecting much — after all, how could this one be different? Yet, he was taken aback as he discovered a new layout — nine slots, each harboring a car key.

Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, Honda… The names rang in his ears like an opulent symphony. He gawked at the keys, bewildered. Were these signs of a bunker? Or perhaps a tomb of sorts? He could not ignore the elephant in the room: the original owner of these keys must have boasted an imposing background. Among the twelve keys, the Porsche one stood out as the most ostentatious.

“Of course,” a viewer chimed in, “what kind of bunker would it be without valuables? A Porsche signifies luxury and wealth!”

“Luxury, you say,” retorted another, “compared to the treasures Old Luo has found so far, a car is just a drop in the bucket, isn’t it? Especially next to a piece of blue-and-white porcelain! ”

After the surprising discovery of the car keys, Luo Feng directed his attention towards the third table. Rather than the small envelopes he had become accustomed to, he found larger ones, each carrying a hard drive marked with a specific date.

His curiosity piqued, he approached the fourth table, unveiling a porcelain bowl that appeared to be of historical significance.

“Could this be a piece of blue-and-white porcelain?” he pondered aloud. Just as the question hung in the air, a system prompt materialized. [ Ding! Porcelain ware, Qing Dynasty, valued at 20 million! ]

Taken aback, Luo Feng stuttered, “I-Is this genuinely an antique?”

At first glance, Luo Feng had dismissed it as a cheap replica, especially as it seemed to be a commonplace Qing Dynasty porcelain bowl. Items of this nature were readily available in the antique market for a few thousand yuan, perhaps escalating to a few tens or hundreds of thousands in an auction.

However, the system insisted it was worth a staggering 20 million yuan, and Luo Feng began to second guess himself. Could he have overlooked something crucial?

“Heh, Old Luo, since when did you gain the privilege to rifle through others’ possessions?” A viewer piped up.

“Invasion of privacy!” another echoed.

“Nonsense!” Luo Feng shot back, clearly annoyed. “In a place like this, the true crime is violating an ancient tomb. Our tolerance so far should be seen as quite lenient!”

His attention was drawn to another box on the table. As he opened it, he unveiled another bowl, intricately designed to resemble a ‘chicken cup’.

[ Ding! Worth 210 million yuan! ]

Gulping, Luo Feng struggled to find his voice, “This… This must be a counterfeit.”

Despite the refined craftsmanship, Luo Feng’s discerning eyes weren’t deceived. But the system valuation was an astounding 210 million yuan? With no attribution to a particular dynasty or an antique status? Why so valuable if it wasn’t an antique? Luo Feng was baffled. Who would accept that this item was worth 210 million yuan?

With growing curiosity, Luo Feng inspected the table, probing for hidden compartments. He pondered over the process of appraising an item’s value, which typically relied on market demand. Therefore, if an item commanded such an exorbitant price, there must be a market for it.

“Hey, host, that’s a Doucai chicken cup! You’ve hit the jackpot!” One of his livestream viewers declared.

Encouraging comments followed, like, “You’ve stumbled upon a fortune, congrats!” and “Would you dare to take that artifact? It’s improper for someone to use an ancient tomb as a residence, but outright taking these artifacts is theft!”

In response to the barrage of comments, Luo Feng sighed, “This chicken cup is obviously counterfeit! ”

“What? Fake? It looks pretty good to me,” one of his followers, Li Shishi, replied. Despite having been with Luo Feng for a long time, her ability to identify antiques had not improved.

Opening another pile of envelopes, he found something he did not expect — lottery tickets. His heart began to pound in his chest; this was far from ordinary.

“Lottery tickets? What…?” Su Meiji stared blankly, “Does this person actually collect lottery tickets? What an unusual hobby.”

Luo Feng could only chuckle helplessly as he set aside the envelopes and started to examine the lottery tickets one by one. All the tickets bore a stamp, reading “Prize Claimed.”

Luo Feng had never heard of someone wealthy enough to buy a counterfeit item worth 210 million Yuan also having a penchant for buying lottery tickets. Could this person have dug up the tomb with the intent of studying the patterns in lottery tickets? Did they view themselves as a god, of sorts?

Even with the system, Luo Feng would not dare claim he could certainly win a jackpot. For an ordinary human to attempt to thoroughly understand the workings of lottery ticket patterns… That took a kind of courage he could not help but admire.

Regardless, all these lottery tickets were winners. Although the pile was not large – he counted a total of twenty-something tickets – he wondered how long this person had been here.

“Oh my god!”

The live chat room suddenly erupted.

The viewers also started to express their astonishment. “I just checked one of them, and it’s a jackpot ticket!”

“Is it a sports lottery or a welfare lottery?”

“Sports lottery! It was bought last October, the tenth. The jackpot and additional rewards should be around 12 million!” “Yes, I also found it, it’s really incredible!” “Is this person some kind of lottery expert?” “Is this possible? I’m at a loss for words!”

“Are all these tickets jackpot winners?”

“I suddenly understand, this person must have hit the jackpot, then moved here to avoid relatives and friends asking for money. No one can find him here!”

When Luo Feng heard the barrage of comments, he grew curious and checked the tickets.

Sure enough, they were jackpot tickets.

Could this person truly be an expert hiding here studying lottery patterns? But just as he was pondering this, the live chat room started to buzz again. “Oh my god, the next one is a jackpot too?”

“What? Are you joking with me? How can every single one be a jackpot?” “One person hitting the jackpot twice? That seems fake!”

“Host, hurry, spread out all these tickets so we can see the dates and numbers.

We’ll help you check if all the remaining tickets are jackpot winners!”

“Exactly, hurry! This person is truly incredible!”

At this point, the online viewers were going crazy.

They were green with envy over such a master.

Who wouldn’t be excited by the idea of getting rich overnight? “Oh my god! I just checked, and the rest are all jackpot tickets!”

“Are you kidding? I don’t believe it!”

“All of them are jackpots?”

“Oh my god, this person is a master. Host, quickly find him. I want to be his disciple, I want to get rich, I want to make money!”

At this moment, looking at what everyone was saying, Luo Feng’s heartbeat started to race.

No matter what, this situation was incredibly bizarre.

“Are they really all jackpot tickets?”

Su Meiji also could not believe it, checking one ticket after another.

And indeed…

The first one was a jackpot.

So was the second.

And the third.

All twenty-something tickets were jackpot winners.

The highest prize for a single ticket was 14 million.

The lowest was more than 7 million.

Adding them all up, the total value reached several hundred million.

“Am I dreaming? This is too fantastical!”

“As a person of quick wits, I suspect there’s more to this than meets the eye!”

“No kidding, of course it’s not simple!” Luo Feng nodded in agreement. Anyone with a brain would realize there was something fishy.

No one could possibly win the jackpot so many times in one lifetime.

If it was the same number, it might be plausible as they could have bought twenty-something tickets with the same number, which happened to win. But these were entirely different numbers, all winning numbers.

Right now, Luo Feng was entirely baffled.

A blue-white porcelain piece worth 20 million?

A chicken cup worth 210 million?

And then there were those hard drives?

USB drives?

And this situation?

Could it be money laundering?

But if it was money laundering, why would they keep evidence?

They could simply destroy it, and then there would be no issue, right?

Next, Luo Feng uncovered the white cloth from another table.

There was a television, a DVD player, and even a generator.

Unable to resist, Luo Feng switched it on to see what the owner had been watching.

But the scene that appeared on the screen was… Inappropriate.

The three girls beside him immediately blushed.

On the screen, a woman was kneeling, performing a…

Oh my god!