Trafford’s Trading Club

The rolling black smoke, like water, is coming from the bottom of the raised altar.

Lochu, who had already been through this once not so long ago, was not surprised. When all the hidden parts of the altar were lifted up, Lochu walked straight to it.

One of the seven slots has been embedded - unlike the first one, the altar seems more proactive, the second card of gold and silver suspended in the air, as it slowly flies into one of the slots.

When not adjacent to the first card, but two card slots apart.

Is there a way to deal with this?

As he pondered, Lochu raised his head and looked at the projection on the altar - a projection that had not changed since it first appeared.

A white, almost dead sphere… Earth.

The second card sent by the current owner of gold and silver eventually embedded the card slot to which it belonged, time paused, but also disappeared as if it were a natural passage.

Because it's just less than a second gone by - Lochu is able to accurately grasp his own time.

His presence is no longer due to metabolism - because everything he decides to exist has become a numerical value.

And this value is time. He doesn't have a fixed time, that is, a fixed life span. It's like he's got the most accurate counter in his body.

So he knows his time better than anyone.

……

“Nothing?” Lochu frowned at the moment.

After the second card of gold and silver was embedded, it did not meet his expectations… there was no change in the altar, allowing Lochu to consciously observe the newly added card of gold and silver.

But in that strange sense of pause of time, he felt something implicit. Lochu closed his eyes and began to remember.

Is nothing really happening?

No… just as the water drops from the bell milkstone into the pool, there is a ripple - centred on this altar and swept away.

The speed of the ripples is incalculable, just in the blink of a finger, it opens to a distant place that cannot be seen, as if there is no end.

Lochu just had the feeling that he was opening something… what kind of organ.

……

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By the time Lochu had come from the bottom floor, it had been more than two hours since he had gone down. He, who thinks fruitlessly, can only give up temporarily.

The previous boss wouldn't have asked Alex to send a second card of gold and silver for no reason... even though the previous boss probably didn't know that Rochu had actually accidentally hit the first card of gold and silver.

He asked Alex to send this card, perhaps just to make him notice the hidden part of the altar.

“arouse my curiosity, let me collect the rest of the cards? ”

Perhaps only such a conclusion can be drawn.

Of course, he didn't think his predecessors were really counting him —— every club owner had a sense of mystery —— something like a sixth sense.

This feeling has never gone wrong since birth.

Lochu can't feel anything malicious about this. And Alex said that his predecessor... would be dead.

“Master, you're up. ”

“Mm-hmm. Stay a while.” Rochu responded casually, but saw a slightly different smile on the maid's face.

“Did something happy happen?” Rochu asked curiously.

“Master, isn't the gateway to criticality open until you're happy?” Unight greeted softly.

“The Gate of Criticality?” Lochu was stunned... and the ghost knew what this gateway was.

Night was stunned and covered his lips with his fingers, "I don't know... I thought it was the owner who opened it. ”

“Show me exactly what it is.” Rochu frowned.

He thought the so-called threshold door would be somewhere, but it never occurred to him that it was in the lobby of the club.

In the large and small lobby, in addition to the ancient wooden door that allowed customers to enter, two more black doors emerged.

They stand upright, on each side of the lobby, and the black doors don't have handles or anything.

Qin Chuyu also seemed surprised by the sudden addition of two doors, at which time he was silently watching - before Rochu did one door, he said nothing, and pushed the door in front of him open.

“This is…”

The black door stands upright and does not stick to the wall, so theoretically, if it opens, it will come through. But it is clear that Lochu did not see this.

He just sees the door open as if it's just another world —— of course, it's just a feeling.

Because in front of you, what you can see through the door frame is obviously just a black whirlpool.

“Master, please follow me.” The maid suddenly said softly.

Shortly afterwards, they went to the second floor of the club, and Yue Night smiled: “Master, the so-called critical door, is actually the customer channel, in order to make it easier for customers to come to us at any time. ”

“Be careful. ”

Unight nodded: “Well, it's just like the outlet. There are club points in different parts of the world. As long as it is close to this point, guests who are eligible to be club guests can call the door out of this point, and through the threshold gate, customers can come directly to us. ”

“Transmission?” Rocciu, "as if I could go wherever I wanted? ”

Of course, where Boss Lo wants to go now is limited to his city - but it seems that the distance has increased considerably.

In vain, Rocciu felt he should now be free to travel to several nearby cities - this return, after sacrificing those souls.

“Certainly not an entity transmission.” Unight shook their heads: “Guests crossed the threshold and their spiritual experience came here to discuss it in detail. Well, or their projections. Okay, master, it's time to light up two of those 'outlets’. ”

“Only two?” Lochu was stunned - he saw the two doors and seemed to have nothing wrong with the two points. But he thought that all the points would trigger the threshold.

“Well, a door corresponds to a point.” Unight Softly: “The emergence of the Critical Gate signifies a further increase in your abilities, and more dots can be lit when you are stronger. ”

Boss Luo subconsciously said, "How many points were there when the former boss was here? ”

Unight shook his head: “I don't know, but from the guests I've come across, it's at least 300 points or more. How many points does the boss himself know? ”

“Three hundred...”

It seems that there is no harm without contrast… Of course, Mr. Lo doesn't care much about such harm. How many years he has been in office is still an unknown number, but how long he has been in office, he knows better than anyone.

Less than five months.

Lochu can light up two of those points that already exist, but he can also add two different points as he likes, but once the point is turned on, burning the owner's life is necessary to close it.

Why burn?

Because the cost of closing a point takes a hundred years of life.

But undeniably, the dot deposits are quite human… ghosts.

Even on the other side of the ocean, customers are able to get here through the critical gates, which doesn't make it much easier for Mr. Lo, but it must make it easier for the club itself.

“Three hundred dots... can we plug 300 doors in our lobby?” Lochu suddenly remembered another question.

“There are only two critical doors in total, but different points can overlap the doorway. So don't take up the place. ”

“This is probably the better news I've heard.” Rochu sounded softly, “but I'll think about it. ”

The maid has no objection to the master's decision.

It's not random, Rochu has his own plans. Once the dot is on, he can't close one of them for quite some time.

Even if he could open more points in the future, Lochu would intend to keep them to a certain extent… not even to open any of them.

Three hundred or more dots. Sounds good?

It's like a cloud. Come on?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like for a guest to line up to open a door in the lobby and rotate the owner of a club like rice - you might not even have time to go to the bathroom?

Rochu suddenly realized why his former boss had traded and cared nothing... because he had too many customers and had lost interest in following up?

The more business we do, the less time we have at our disposal.

Another problem, Unight thought it was the door that Lochu himself had opened —— so he assumed that when he reached a certain level of capability, he would be able to open the threshold on his own initiative. Since it is something that can be opened on its own initiative, it means that he will want to have relevant cognitions.

But apparently he doesn't have that perception right now, that is -- this is the boost of the second card of gold and silver.

The power of the club does not need to be improved, as long as the deal is made, its ability is endless… it is more like an opening up of functions.

A total of seven card slots… does that mean that when they are all assembled, the full functionality of the club can be turned on?

But now Rochu can't figure out what the club can do with the deal in place - so what features should it have?

……

“By the way, it can actually be explained downstairs. Why did you come up here?” Rochu asked suddenly and puzzled.

So the maid opened her beautiful blue eyes and said softly: "Since the master doesn't know these things, how can I let others see the side of the master's confusion? Isn't that what disgraces the master? ”

Unight... really great.

Boss Luo suddenly moved and wanted to say something, but the strange palpitations were instantly faded away again.

Eventually, just a smile.