Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Lin Qi’s eyebrow twitched when he saw the message from his old man.

’He’s even trying to make *this* kind of money?’

’Does he have no shame?’

’No morals at all?’

Lin Qi: "Brother Wei, it’s me, Lin Qi. Has the company’s head of distribution changed?"

"Yeah, that’s right. I’m asking for my old man. The new person in charge isn’t too willing to stock his shelves."

"I was hoping to ask if you could spare some of the Divine Iron Bull Class prosthetics for him."

Of course, money had to be made.

Prosthetic Clinics earned their money through hard work, and it didn’t really matter what kind of prosthetics they installed.

Although Lin Qi was now a director at United Pharmaceutical, when it came to his Credit Point balance, his pockets were cleaner than his face.

He owed Guang Ling 9 million Credit Points.

He owed King Arthur 7 million Credit Points.

Lin Qi’s current funds were deep in the red.

By helping his family’s Prosthetic Clinic make some money, Lin Qi would have a legitimate reason to ask his dad for a kickback, which would solve his immediate financial crisis.

Lin Qi hadn’t forgotten that he still needed to order three more T2-class Spacecraft from King Arthur.

In the Doomsday World, people like Ding Yang saw Lin Qi as a genius who could build rockets with his bare hands.

Only Lin Qi himself knew how high a price he had paid for those spacecraft.

Expensive!

So damn expensive!

On the other end of Lin Qi’s call was Wei Wei, his former superior from the Weapon Research Institute.

As a mid-to-high-level manager at the Weapon Research Institute, Wei Wei had connections in the company’s distribution department.

Wei Wei immediately assured him, "Don’t worry, leave it to Brother Wei!"

Wei Wei was confident he could get it done.

He wouldn’t even have to use up any of his personal favors.

All Wei Wei had to do was send a message to the distribution department, explaining Lin Qi’s relationship with the No. 1 Prosthetic Clinic.

As long as the person in charge wasn’t an idiot, they would naturally deliver the goods in person.

After all, that was the Prosthetic Clinic run by the father of the Liu Clan’s young miss’s paramour, according to the Cyber Media news!

Withholding stock from Doctor Lin? Weren’t they afraid of Lin Qi’s pillow talk?

"Thanks, Brother Wei. I’m not done with my business here in Alliance City yet. When I get back to Red Fruit City in a few days, let’s get together."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Wei Wei, he had settled the task his old man had given him.

Then, Lin Qi continued scrolling through the information on his Intelligent Brain.

Surprisingly, despite all the rumors Cyber Media had published, Liu Xuan hadn’t sent him a single message.

For a moment, Lin Qi wasn’t sure what Liu Xuan was thinking.

’Does she not care, or... is she tacitly agreeing to it?’

As he pondered this, his mind, for once, went blank.

But just then, a call request suddenly popped up.

"Lin Xin?"

’Why is Lin Xin calling me now?’

’Could it be she also saw the rumors on Cyber Media?’

Lin Qi didn’t really want to explain everything in detail to Lin Xin. However, considering that her "ancestor" of a teacher was still in Alliance City, and he still needed to use Baili Xueyuan’s influence to pressure Ninghang Technology, he ultimately accepted the call.

"What’s with the call so early in the morning?" Lin Qi asked, feigning ignorance.

Lin Xin was silent for a moment on the other end, then asked, "Are the things Cyber Media reported true?"

Lin Qi immediately denied it. "It’s all rumors!"

Lin Xin pressed on, "So you didn’t become a director at United Pharmaceutical?"

Lin Qi couldn’t just tell a bald-faced lie; the Assassin Alliance had its own intelligence network.

Lin Qi: "The director thing is true."

Lin Xin continued to question him, "Then you don’t actually have anything to do with that young miss from the Liu Clan?"

Lin Qi paused for a moment, then said, "Well, it’s not that we have *nothing* to do with each other... but there’s a bit of a difference from what Cyber Media is reporting."

It wasn’t that Lin Qi intentionally wanted to hide things from Lin Xin, it was just that...

Lin Qi consoled himself, ’Liu Xuan and I once put on an act at the Council Building. If I rush to clarify our relationship, it’ll give Jin Yuanxi an opening. Something bad might happen.’

With this justification, Lin Qi suddenly felt righteous and had a clear conscience.

Hearing the tone in Lin Qi’s voice, Lin Xin immediately sensed something was up.

They were brother and sister!

Before Lin Qi officially started working at the company, the two of them spent almost every day together. How could Lin Qi’s tone of voice possibly fool Lin Xin?

Lin Xin could tell that Lin Qi definitely had special feelings for Liu Xuan.

Even if their relationship wasn’t what Cyber Media was hyping it up to be, she figured it was getting close.

A strange look appeared on Lin Xin’s face. "Then the Divine Iron..."

Before she could finish, Lin Qi quickly cut in, "Absolutely not! I’m not that kind of person! Only the old man needs that stuff!"

Although Lin Qi had faked having a body full of prosthetics for himself, he had definitely not faked having something like the Divine Iron Bull.

Hearing this, Lin Xin frowned and warned him carefully, "Lin Qi, you don’t need to be so obsessed with things like Prosthetic Bodies. I’ve seen a lot of Prosthetic Implanters lately."

"You have a high position in the company, so you should know about Extraordinaries, right? From what I know, even Tier Three Extraordinaries have turned into cyber madmen from excessive prosthetic implants."

"Prosthetic Implantation needs to be done in moderation..."

Lin Xin was constantly worried about Lin Qi’s and her father’s health. She was terrified of one day receiving news that one of them had contracted cyber psychosis...

Hearing Lin Xin’s nagging, Lin Qi replied, "I’m a Prosthetic Engineering researcher. I know what I’m doing."

By now, Lin Qi understood where Lin Xin’s aversion to Prosthetic Bodies came from.

Lin Xin possessed the Blood Robe Professional Talent, which was no different from the Wizard Talent—they were just different paths forward.

Like him, Lin Xin had a natural aversion to Prosthetic Bodies.

But Lin Qi couldn’t tell Lin Xin about his identity as a Wizard. He still needed the disguise of being a Prosthetic Implanter.