God’s Code

Zhang Ming gave me a phone number, asking me to inform him of any research results on the crystal ball. I wasn’t sure if he had bought a local phone to blend in or if he could connect Chinese telecom signals to his advanced equipment. Just like last time, Zhang Ming left, and I stayed in the private room drinking tea, though my mood was vastly different this time. Morning news of the Dao, would I really be content to die in the evening? I pondered for a moment before sending a short message to Liang Yingwu. Soon, he entered the room. I shared the results of my conversation with Zhang Ming, which he meticulously recorded, destined to enter the database of Organization X, with Weimo and Fesi likely to be marked on human star maps soon. Despite learning a wealth of new information, it did not help in deciphering the Code of God; everything still depended on the analysis report of the crystal ball. “Regardless of the outcome, we hope to further communicate with the Weimo people. Please give me that number,” Liang Yingwu finally said. I frowned, as I always felt uneasy when Liang Yingwu spoke to me in his capacity with Organization X. “I’ll mention it to Zhang Ming when I call him after the report comes out, it’ll be more effective than you calling him directly.” Liang Yingwu thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement, “Alright. But you must understand, this isn’t just a matter of personal communication.” I frowned again, understanding the underlying tone in his voice. Regardless, I would have to pass on the contact information.