I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2699 - 1677: Wait a Minute!

Without rushing to put away the late-arriving treasure book, Jiang Chen went upstairs, heading first to Martial Saint’s bedroom.

Without knocking, he grasped the doorknob and then abruptly twisted it.

"Click."

The door didn’t swing open; instead, it resisted with force.

Jiang Chen released his grip and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The door opened.

The face of Martial Saint peeked out, delighted, without a hint of guilt, overflowing with emotion, "Bro, back already."

"What are you up to?"

"Doing homework."

Martial Saint responded with confidence, truly deserving a commendation.

Jiang Chen, as the guardian, did not rush to affirm, asking, "Why lock the door while doing homework?"

"Huh? Did I lock the door?"

Martial Saint was puzzled, then nonchalantly said, "Maybe it was just habit."

Jiang Chen kept his cool, entered the room, "Has Sister Shurui come back?"

"I don’t know. I’ve been writing homework in my room since I came back, but probably not. If Sister Shurui came back, she’d call me."

That diligent?

Jiang Chen was a bit skeptical, his gaze shifted around the bedroom, scrutinizing every corner, finding no flaws; the books and assignments piled high on the desk, with papers spread out, as if he was interrupting serious study.

"Bro? Where have you been? Not at the office?"

Martial Saint casually asked.

"How do you know I wasn’t at the office?"

"If you were at the office, you wouldn’t know Sister Shurui hadn’t come back? It means you and Sister Shurui aren’t together."

Smart kid.

Clever indeed.

But to deal with kids this age, you can’t let them get too cocky, Jiang Chen shifted the topic, suddenly asking, "What did you eat tonight?"

Martial Saint, without any suspicion, blurted out, "Ate at the school cafeteria. Bro, didn’t you say no one was home tonight? So I figured I’d just eat at the cafeteria, then come back and do homework."

Still putting himself on a pedestal.

Jiang Chen lifted his hand and rewarded him with a flick on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

Martial Saint yelped, covering his forehead, "Bro, why did you hit me?"

"Didn’t I tell you not to bring your phone to school?"

Jiang Chen straightened his face.

"I didn’t bring it."

Martial Saint immediately defended, turning into a stark contrast with Tanki Liuli.

Alright.

Though the Exquisite Taoist seems to be getting corrupted now.

Can’t blame the Daoist Sister.

Just blame this uncouth world!

"How did you get the message I sent you at school without your phone?"

Jiang Chen’s question left the kid speechless.

Whew.

Old ginger is hotter!

Reacting, Martial Saint’s face twitched, and his mouth twisted, muttering softly.

"...So sneaky."

"What did you say?"

"Didn’t say anything."

This is human nature; getting wronged in one place makes you want to make up for it elsewhere.

Yes.

With his sister, it’s inevitable, but dealing with this kid is easy, right?

"If I catch you again, your phone will be confiscated."

Boss Jiang, who bowed to be humble all night, spoke with authority.

Feeling guilty, Martial Saint dared not argue, burying his head, not knowing what he was mumbling inside.

"Did you hear me?"

"Heard."

Gazing around the room one last time, Jiang Chen planned to leave.

"Has Sister Liuli come back?"

Martial Saint raised his head, suddenly asking.

Jiang Chen was surprised, this kid, locking himself in, could still hear outside movements?

"How do you know?"

"Bro, you smell like Sister Liuli."

Jiang Chen paused, immediately scolding, "What are you talking about."

Martial Saint was puzzled yet innocent, "I’m talking about Sister Liuli’s scent. Bro, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Chen was speechless, suspecting he’d been teased by this kid, but had no proof.

Or.

Maybe adult thoughts are too complicated?

After all, Tanki Liuli’s scent is rich yet unique.

"Bro, did Sister Liuli really go demon slaying? Did you ask her?"

Martial Saint curiously asked, interest renewed, the previous displeasure quickly forgotten.

"Do your homework."

Jiang Chen neither confirmed nor denied, turned to leave, when "Plop," an object suddenly fell from him.

Martial Saint bent down, helping to pick up, "What’s this?"

"Give it here."

Martial Saint was obedient, or perhaps over time succeeded in being convinced by Jiang Chen’s authority, from "I’ll give you the leftover of the two oranges I ate" to not daring to defy Boss Jiang’s power, handing the picked-up book back.

"Bro, could this be the martial arts secret manual?"

As soon as Jiang Chen was about to put away the mysterious treasure book, he paused in surprise, looking at Martial Saint.

"How do you know?"

"I can read."

Read?

Kind of insulting, but Jiang Chen didn’t have time to bother, frowning, skeptical.

"You can read these characters?"

Martial Saint nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

Jiang Chen was a bit agitated.

Could it be a valedictorian from a prestigious university can’t compare to a middle schooler?

"What are these characters?"

Jiang Chen doubted.

"Bro, can’t you read? This script is indeed very ancient, not even from our Chinese culture..."

Martial Saint elaborated.

"What do you mean?"

"Bro, do you know Sanxingdui?"

Jiang Chen nodded, realizing, "You mean this is the script of the Sanxingdui civilization?"

"Pretty close."

"You can understand it?"

Jiang Chen genuinely pondered with admiration.

"I saw online artifacts from Sanxingdui. These characters resemble the inscriptions on those artifacts. Even if not from Sanxingdui civilization, they might belong to some other unproven mysterious civilization..."

"Are you telling me it’s the script of alien civilization?"

"Bro, you believe in Flood Dragon, but not aliens? In the vast universe with countless star systems, how could only one form of life, humans, have emerged? The fact we haven’t discovered aliens yet proves they certainly exist."