Chapter 410: Gold Transaction

"You don't need to break stones on your chest," Ning Ruyu said, somewhat amused. "It's to have you do business."

"Do business?"

Chen Ling was stunned. "What kind of business?"

Ning Ruyu reached out and grasped the void, and several discs were neatly arranged on the table.

"Cleopatra," "The Golden Robbery," "Indiana Jones," "Treasure Island," "Golden Leaves"...

Looking at these movie titles, all of which revealed gold and luxury, Chen Ling's expression became somewhat strange. He looked at Ning Ruyu:

"The business you're talking about, could it be..."

"Gold."

Ning Ruyu said slowly, "We'll organize a cart of gold for you, and you'll take it to the auction house in the Red Dust Realm to sell it, then bring the money back."

Chen Ling's mouth opened slightly in shock...

"You can do that??"

"Why not? Otherwise, how do you think the Twilight Society has been operating until now?"

"So, the things in those movies can really be taken out?"

"Theoretically, no," the End-Role explained at the right time. "These things are essentially cultural heritage buried in the Ancient Opera Treasury. Although they exist in reality and food can be eaten, once they leave the Ancient Opera Treasury, they will gradually dissipate... Unless we use our own authority to grant them 'authenticity'."

"But granting 'authenticity' leads to karmic backlash. The degree of backlash depends on what is sent out. Some food and drink are naturally fine because they won't affect this era, but if you send out planes, tanks, or even a nuclear bomb... the resulting backlash would be immense."

"After several attempts, we found that gold is the most balanced item. It not only doesn't cause too much backlash, but it's also the easiest to liquidate. So almost every year, we send someone to the Red Dust Realm to liquidate it. This is also the main source of the Twilight Society members' salaries."

Hearing this, Chen Ling understood the principle and breathed a sigh of relief.

If everything in the movies could be taken out of the Ancient Opera Treasury without cost, then if they just picked two sci-fi or war movies, the Nine Realms would have been in chaos long ago.

"It was fine for the first few years, but sending out a large batch of gold every year easily attracts attention," Ning Ruyu spread his hands. "Since we only send one person to liquidate it each time, and we sell a huge amount of gold at once, some people think we possess some golden treasure, and others think we are some ancient family. The rumors are getting more and more mysterious. Since the year before last, some people in the Red Dust Realm have even started calling us the 'Gold Society'."

"It's also because of this that every liquidation in recent years has had some twists and turns, but they can all be smoothed over, and we can return smoothly in two or three days."

Luan Mei pondered for a moment before speaking:

"But the little junior brother's rank is not high yet. If something happens on the way..."

The youth Master raised an eyebrow and looked out the window. The short figure that had just retreated to the bottom of the wall peeked out half a head again, and finding that Master was looking at him, he retracted it in a flash.

He chuckled and said leisurely, "I think it's fine to let Old Six go alone. Young people always need to be tempered. If he gets beaten to death or crippled, we'll just avenge him."

The Clown outside the wall shuddered violently!

The other senior brothers and sisters seemed to understand Master's intention, and their expressions were somewhat subtle.

Chen Ling, on the other hand, thought seriously for a long time and nodded. "Okay, I'll go."

"Little junior brother, are you sure?"

"Yes."

During these days of classes in the Ancient Opera Treasury, he had finally managed to accumulate 63% expectation, only for it to drop back to 55%. Watching the expectation value drop every day made Chen Ling feel very uncomfortable. Now that there was an opportunity to increase it, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

Most importantly, calculating the time, it was almost time for the next era archive to open. He had to accumulate enough expectation before then, otherwise, if he encountered that Emperor God Way again, he would probably just drop dead on the spot.

"Then Old Three and Old Four will start collecting gold tonight. It should take about half a day to organize it."

"Old Six, you prepare yourself. We'll set off tomorrow morning."

After saying this, the youth yawned and walked out of the room unhurriedly with his rice bowl, as if he were going back to sleep.

Not long after, Wen Renyou and the End-Role also left one after another, heading straight to the [Audio-Visual Zone].

"Little junior brother, no matter what, you still can't take it lightly," Ning Ruyu paced in the room for a long time before saying, still worried. "The gold we trade with the Red Dust Realm every year is extremely valuable, and there are not a few people who covet it... You..."

Ning Ruyu thought for a long time, took a golden mask out of his arms, and handed it to Chen Ling.

"You take this."

"What is this?"

"The mask that the senior brothers and sisters wore when they went to trade in the past," Ning Ruyu explained. "At first, I just wanted to use the golden mask to create a gimmick and find the highest bidder. Later, when your other senior brothers and sisters wore it a few times, it attracted some petty people who coveted the gold, and then they taught them a lesson..."

"In short, this mask still has a certain deterrent power in the Red Dust Main City. You can use it for self-defense when necessary, and it can also block spiritual perception and conceal your rank."

Chen Ling took the mask and fell into deep thought.

"Senior Brother, what did you all do with this mask?"

"Killed some people," Ning Ruyu tried hard to recall. "I think... they were all considered quite powerful figures in the city? I don't remember very clearly."

Chen Ling nodded and put the mask away. Ning Ruyu gave a few more instructions before leaving.

In the end, only Chen Ling and Luan Mei were left in the room.

"Senior Sister, aren't you going back to rest?"

Luan Mei looked at him deeply, turned, and walked out of the room. "Follow me."

Although Chen Ling was confused, he stepped out and followed. The two walked through the group of houses and went straight to the center of a vast grassland.

The stars in the sky were like silver sand sprinkled by God, flickering silently in the darkness, illuminating a corner of the boundless grassland.

Luan Mei was wearing a black cheongsam, standing quietly under the stars, as if draped in a silver veil.

She slowly turned her head to look at Chen Ling:

"Little junior brother, you must watch my footwork clearly next..."

Chen Ling was stunned. Before he could come to his senses, Luan Mei had already taken a light step, like a startled swan under the stars, and in the blink of an eye, she had swept a great distance!

A gentle breeze blew through Chen Ling's opera robe. His pupils contracted slightly as they reflected the graceful figure dancing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the footwork under Luan Mei's feet was somewhat familiar... Every time she took a step, he seemed to be able to predict where the second step should land. This feeling was very strange...

It was as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"This is..." Chen Ling muttered to himself.

Under the starry sky,

The figure in the black cheongsam seemed to be stepping on clouds, ascending step by step from the boundless grassland toward the firmament!

The four basic secret techniques of the Ancient Opera Treasury—[Cloud Step]