Chapter 82

After a morning of work, Qi Peng felt somewhat tired.

This was no wonder, as he had spent the entire night designing with great enthusiasm.

Thanks to the assistance of modern intelligent systems, otherwise, it would have been a dream to complete such a design in a short time.

This was an entire city!

Especially the drainage system and such, which might be unknown to laymen, but were also very important—of course, it was much faster when handed over to auxiliary software.

If Qi Peng had to do it alone, even with three days, he probably wouldn't have been able to complete all the drawings.

"But it's just the first version. If I had more time, I could have done a more detailed city layout and design."

He was somewhat regretful for submitting the originally imperfect design in the morning.

The drafts themselves were excellent, but they were not yet perfect.

"Let's go eat first."

Qi Peng decided to go eat and then take a nap to rest a bit.

"Beep beep beep."

The email notification suddenly appeared in Qi Peng's pocket.

He took out his personal terminal and opened the email.

When he saw the sender's name, Qi Peng was truly startled.

"Dragon Tomb Official Website Management Department."

Just this name alone swept away all of Qi Peng's fatigue!

"Great, they actually responded to me!"

Qi Peng's eyes were filled with surprise.

Undoubtedly, this was an affirmation of his work!

No, no, it's not time to be so excited yet, it might be bad news?

Although he thought this, Qi Peng was still somewhat confident in his work; he was the optimistic type in this regard.

But as he was about to open the email, Qi Peng still felt a bit nervous. He gritted his teeth and finally opened it.

"Congratulations, Mr. Qi Peng. Your work has passed the preliminary selection."

Passed! It actually passed!

Qi Peng's tense heart finally relaxed.

"Oh, there's more below."

Qi Peng scrolled down the email, and the content continued: "Message: Mr. Qi Peng, your project has passed the preliminary selection. However, since your project is only a draft, we unanimously believe that your project needs to be improved. Please come to Baihua Valley at 7:30 PM today, and we will discuss the next steps with you."

"7:30 PM today!"

Qi Peng clenched his fist.

This was an affirmation of his work!

However, after the excitement, Qi Peng was not in a working state for the entire afternoon.

These few hours seemed to stretch into years. Qi Peng was eager to fly back home and put on his virtual helmet to enter the game.

Perhaps because he was distracted, he was caught daydreaming and had a hundred yuan deducted from his bonus.

And his previous drawing was returned due to issues.

This afternoon, Qi Peng's state was very poor.

Worse still, his personal terminal malfunctioned and automatically went black!

Time passed minute by minute. After work at 5:00 PM, Qi Peng dashed out of the office.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Qi Peng's reckless actions startled his colleagues. He had never been like this before.

However, Qi Peng's luck seemed to be bad.

When he arrived at the parking lot and was about to drive away, he suddenly found that his car's levitation device was faulty and couldn't be used.

"Fine, I'll take a taxi!"

Qi Peng's excitement was even stronger than when he first started working.

After leaving the company, Qi Peng immediately hailed a taxi and prepared to go home.

—But the sky was unpredictable.

When Qi Peng's taxi was halfway through, a chain collision occurred ahead!

"Me!!!"

Originally, levitation cars were different from old cars; even if an accident occurred, they could "jump" over it. But it was said that the accident ahead was severe, and there was a hit-and-run driver. The police had locked down the "jump" function of levitation cars in the surrounding area.

In other words, he had to take a detour... Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance.

Because at this moment, the cars behind had already blocked the road.

The dejected Qi Peng could only get out of the car in frustration.

Since there were no roads nearby, he had to walk a long distance to leave.

"Ah—!!!"

After all this trouble, he had just emerged from the road, and it was already 6:30 PM. Qi Peng was almost driven mad.

But he was still halfway from home.

And worse things were yet to come.

There were no buses or taxis on the road at all!

This was truly a torment!

On the sealed road, there were many empty cars, but sitting in them was no better than walking back!

"Brother, do you have something urgent?"

At this moment, a young man wearing goggles arrived on an electric jet bike.

This jet bike was a replacement for electric bicycles from over a decade ago. Except for the lack of wheels, this vehicle was lightweight and very suitable for mobility.

"Brother, can you help me? I have something urgent now!"

When he saw this young man, Qi Peng felt like he had found a lifeline.

"Brother, don't worry, I can give you a ride."

The kind young man smiled at Qi Peng.

In short, Qi Peng finally managed to get home, and when he arrived, it was already 7:15 PM.

"Brother, thank you so much, thank you so much. What's your phone number? I'll treat you to a meal another day."

"It's nothing, I have nothing to do anyway. Brother, if you have something urgent, go ahead and take care of it." The young man said, then rode away, and Qi Peng hurriedly ran back home.

"Phew. It seems bad luck really does follow me."

After Qi Peng entered the room, Zhou Xian stopped the car and took off his goggles.

In his hand, a talisman had already turned to dust.

As for why Zhou Xian was here and happened to help Qi Peng, it started from the morning when Martin Luther King set up the array.

At that time, Zhou Xian remembered Xiao Hei's words: "All those who set up the Big Dipper Array will encounter bad luck and the curse of the dragon clan."

To this, Martin Luther King was very dismissive: "I am just a spirit. Even if this world faces destruction, it will only affect the Wu Jin Tian Kui Sword I inhabit. Unless the Wu Jin Tian Kui Sword, a holy weapon of the demon race, is destroyed, this calamity has nothing to do with me."

But Xiao Hei said: "It's hard to say. The curse of the dragon clan is not a simple thing. If it doesn't affect you, it will certainly be transferred to others. Unless someone uses their luck to suppress it, it will be fine. Your luck is enough to suppress the new city. As long as you stay as the city lord, the city will be fine. But for others... it's hard to say."

"Others? Who?"

Zhou Xian had a bad feeling at that moment.

"Right, according to the closeness of the relationship with the person who set up the array."

"Being cursed for setting up the array is troublesome. But if it's transferred, it's simple, just purify it with an exorcism talisman." Martin Luther King said it simply.

But Zhou Xian knew that people in the real world didn't know what an "exorcism talisman" was. Zhou Xian couldn't tell them about the real world. Whether the curse of the dragon clan could cross to another world... to be honest, Zhou Xian wasn't sure.

Fortunately, Qi Peng lived in Zhongzhou City. And since the address in the materials he submitted was his company's address, Zhou Xian left the game and borrowed Zhang Taihu's car to come here.

Qi Peng's subsequent experiences confirmed that the curse had indeed crossed to this world.

Although there was no major disaster, he had been in trouble since leaving the company.

At this moment, Zhou Xian held the prepared exorcism talisman and pretended to be a kind young man, helping Qi Peng to lift the curse that had been transferred to him.

"Let's see how this guy and Martin's discussion goes."

Zhou Xian put on his windproof goggles again and continued to ride away.

...

"Met a kind person!"

Just as he got home, Qi Peng's personal terminal suddenly rang.

"Huh? It fixed itself?"

He saw it was a call from his boss.

"Boss, I'll revise that drawing tonight."

"Oh, that. It was a mistake on the reviewer's part. Your drawing is fine! You don't need to revise it! Sorry, sorry. I'll also cancel the hundred yuan deduction. I have something to do now, see you later."

"Oh, okay, see you, boss."

Fortune turned!

"Ah, but now is not the time to talk about that!" There were only ten minutes left. Qi Peng quickly put on his helmet and entered the game.

After entering the game, Qi Peng immediately ran to the nearest teleportation point and crossed half the map, finally arriving at Baihua Valley.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Qi Peng?"

As soon as he teleported, Qi Peng saw a gentle young woman.

"I am Qi Peng. You are from the official—"

Before he could finish, the system warning sounded.

Qi Peng patted his head. In the game, one couldn't talk about the real world. But Qi Peng didn't expect that the one to greet him would indeed be a fairy from Baihua Palace, an NPC.

"That's right, it's me. And just call me Qi Peng, or Mr. Qi. Calling me 'young master' feels strange."

The Baihua fairy nodded and said, "Mr. Qi, the others are waiting for you. Please follow me."

The others?

Could they be the official staff of the game?

Qi Peng was looking forward to meeting these people.