After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 393:

Chapter 393: Chief Planner of Oracle, I’ll Bring You to Meet an Online Friend (3)

Translator: _Min

Could it really be that there were such things as ghosts? And if they did exist, wouldn’t Si Fuqing have been devoured by them by now?

With her back to the camera and her microphone turned off, MO Yufei coldly sneered, “Ningsheng, we’ve been friends for many years. I haven’t touched you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t touch others. You’d better warn your junior to mind her own business, or she won’t know how she dies.”

Lu Ningsheng responded with a smile, not losing her composure. “That advice should be for you. Don’t end up dead while still trying to jump around here.”

“Hmph,” MO Yufei said dismissively. “Ningsheng, I know you’re proud, but you need to face reality. Wait until I get the chance to sing the theme song for ‘Oracle’. You’ll have to congratulate me.” With that, MO Yufei left gracefully.

The sea filming continued for a whole month.

Tomorrow would be the crew’s regular weekly break, this time lasting two days. The guests were all exhausted from the long shoot.

Si Fuqing finally had time to log into Oracle.

She used a GM (Game Master) admin account, directly messaging Admin 000.

Everyone knew that Zero was the chief planner.

This chief planner was known for being versatile, sometimes even wandering within the game.

Si Fuqing typed a message in the chat box.

[009]: I have something to discuss. I’ll be visiting your headquarters this afternoon. The theme song hasn’t been decided yet, right? I’ll write and compose it, and also recommend someone for it. A one-stop service, isn’t that great?

As soon as she sent the message, the other side reacted.

[000]:

[000]: Wait a minute! Explain yourself!

[000]: It’s not about whether it’s a one-stop service or not. The question is, how are you still alive?!

Si Fuqing closed her computer and turned to her boss with a request, “Boss, I need to borrow a plane.”

Yu Xiheng, sitting on the couch, looked up. “A plane?”

“I’m broke, haven’t received my endorsement or acting fees yet,” Si Fuqing said, touching her chin, her fox-like eyes gleaming. “Boss, you must be tired from work. How about a free shoulder massage?”

Before Yu Xiheng could respond, her hands were already on his shoulders.

The man’s shoulders were broad and muscular, yet perfectly sculpted and strong. Even through his shirt, they felt incredibly firm and smooth.

Seeing her earnest effort, Yu Xiheng decided not to immediately agree.

His eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of amusement in his gaze.

Her hands were soft, with slight calluses from martial arts training.

But she had excellent control over her strength, making it a truly comfortable experience.

Feng San, entering with a fruit tray, was stunned. What was happening?

Since when did Miss Si become a massage therapist?

Was she really this dedicated to herpart- time job?

After finishing the massage, Si Fuqing rested her chin on the back of the couch, her eyes pleading. “Boss, the plane?”

Such a tone and expression were impossible for anyone to refuse.

And he had no intention of refusing her.

Yu Xiheng sighed lightly. “The plane is parked on the hotel rooftop.”

Si Fuqing immediately hid away from emotions, stood up, her request fulfilled.

“Then I’m off.”

She couldn’t touch her fighter jet, but a plane was still within reach. But then, Yu Xiheng spoke calmly, “Feng San, make sure to escort the lady safely.”

Si Fuqing paused, looking at Yu Xi Heng.

She almost doubted if her boss knew about her driving skills.

Not allowing her to drive, and now not even letting her enter any cockpit?

Si Fuqing, expressionless, said, “You, don’t call me ‘lady’.”

“Hmm?”

“I feel like I’m talking to an ancient noble.”

Yu Xiheng paused briefly, then replied softly, “No, not really.”

Brought back to the palace at nine, he lived in a secluded and neglected wing, even the eunuchs and maids could mistreat him.

He had nothing to do with nobility.

“Forget it, call me whatever,” Si Fuqing said, walking away. “Who asks their beloved boss to be sad? Look at your leg, it’s healed, and you’re so good-looking, a real diamond bachelor. You’re amazing, don’t be sad.”

“Your time is running out, you should go,” Yu Xiheng said, supporting his head, a slight smile on his face. “Lady.”

“I’m going, I’m going,” Si Fuqing muttered, rubbing her ears. “I’ll bring you something tasty when I return.”

Feng San walked ahead, feeling a bit strange.

Yu Xiheng was usually impassive, his emotional control almost perfect.

Usually, all Feng San could sense was his overwhelming presence.

How did Miss Si manage to notice even the slightest emotional fluctuations in Brother Nine?

He must be too careless.

Feng San felt ashamed.

He resolved to learn more from Miss Si.

Lu Ningsheng was waiting on the rooftop. Seeing Feng San, she immediately recognized his outstanding demeanor and exquisite features. The way he walked was also very firm and controlled. He didn’t seem like an ordinary person.

She stood up to greet them. “Qingqing, this is-”

Feng San replied, “I’m Miss Si’s driver, Miss Lu, please don’t be formal.”

Lu Ningneng was perplexed.

She numbly followed Si Fuqing onto the plane.

After seeing Jiang Changfeng, she no longer believed Feng San’s words.

The plane’s interior was simple, even rudimentary.

“This plane…” Lu Ning exclaimed in surprise, “This plane is extraordinary.” Si Fuqing turned to her. “How so?”

“When I was studying at Hera Music Academy, I visited Etno University for a month and had the chance to see their aerospace lab,” Lu Ning explained. “Their technology is advanced, but this plane is no less impressive.”

Si Fuqing smiled. “After all, Great Xia has a history of five thousand years. Our ancestors’ wisdom is profound.”

Lu Ningsheng agreed. “True, but it’s a pity many technologies have been lost.”

Soon, the plane crossed Great Xia’s border and reached the Western Continent.

Despite its speed, the plane was incredibly stable.

This was the power of the MO family mechanism, a great invention of Great Xia.

More than a thousand years ago, the genius MO Yanfeng built the impregnable MO Mechanical City, which remains unconquered to this day.

A few hours later, the plane landed at an airport.

The headquarters of “Oracle” was not far from the city of Glenn, in a neighboring international metropolis.

Before coming, Si Fuqing had arranged the time.

As they disembarked and saw the prominent Western-style architecture, Lu Ningsheng was astounded. “Wait! Are we abroad?!”

It had only been a few hours.

At most five hours.