If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it, Lin Feng consoled himself. He closed his eyes to sleep, but after all the commotion, he was surprisingly refreshed, with no trace of sleepiness. Unable to sleep, he sat up, still naked, and with a thought, dumped all the loot from the Big Beauty System’s storage onto the bed—a pile of eye-catching cash and several real firearms, all forming a small mountain. Seeing these things, usually only seen in movies, gave him a dreamlike feeling. The cash was one thing, but Lin Feng decided to wait for the heat to die down before taking a couple of bills to check their authenticity. As for how to spend over a million dollars if it was real, he hadn’t thought that far.
He casually picked up the firearms to play with. Although he had never seen real ones, a boy’s instinct helped him figure out how they worked after a bit of fiddling. However, he knew these things couldn’t be shown off easily, let alone taken out for target practice. After playing for a while, his interest waned, and he put everything away. He thought to himself that the money was fine; as long as it was real, he could spend it without worry, but what to do with these guns? He wasn’t planning on robbing anyone, and keeping them in his room was unsafe. Perhaps he should find a suitable place to dispose of them.
While putting the loot back, he made a small mistake. He habitually flicked the edge of each stack of cash to enjoy the sound of the bills, but one stack felt different. Upon closer inspection, he found it was a cleverly disguised box. Inside was nothing but a crystal-clear chain with a pendant. It looked somewhat like the synthetic crystals sold by street vendors, but the chain was quite beautiful. Lin Feng admired it for a long time, puzzled by its significance in such a mysterious box, thinking it would make a nice gift for Wang Xiaoyun. He tossed the chain onto his nightstand, but decided to keep the box, which was disguised as hundred-dollar bills, in his storage space to avoid his mom’s scrutiny.
