Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2545 - 2383: Chinese New Year
Previously on Rebirth: Super Banking System...
Evening time.
The spacious training hall.
"Bang!"
"Once more!"
"Hiss!"
"..."
On New Year’s Eve, Qin Shiqi rejected any rest, craving a spar. Watching the Spring Festival Gala? No thanks; discomfort had bothered her lately.
Without battling, she feels uneasy.
Tang Qing mentioned her physique had hit the peak of its current stage, requiring a breakthrough.
Thus.
Tonight, she called out to attempt it.
"It hurts!"
"Ouch!"
"..."
"Halt!"
After some intense sparring, Tang Qing called a stop, directing her to physical exercises. Qin Shiqi agreed without complaint, heading to the specialized gear to drain her energy wildly.
Tang Qing observed nearby.
Shortly after.
Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
The display on Qin Shiqi’s wrist gadget hit the target.
"Whoosh!"
A futuristic reclining chamber beside Tang Qing slid open, resembling a tub. Blue fluid filled it halfway, and Qin Shiqi climbed in without delay.
She reclined.
The fluid enveloped her form.
Then.
The chamber sealed shut.
This round, Tang Qing skipped hands-on help for her breakthrough, instead crafting this device tailored for unlocking the Gene Lock. The fluid held vast quantities of Origin Energy.
It supplied all essentials for the advancement.
Yet.
The agony remained fierce.
"Ah!"
A sharp cry echoed.
"Bang!"
Tremendous impact slammed the chamber, yet it stayed intact.
"Hiss!"
Tang Qing let her bear the torment, viewing it as tempering for her resolve. Effortlessly gained strength risks corrupting the mind.
Hence.
Throughout training, Tang Qing offered zero aid.
If otherwise.
Qin Shiqi could have hit Level Five or Six already, not lingering at Level Two after a full year of toil post her initial Gene Lock breakthrough.
Within the chamber.
After some time, calm returned, the blue fluid shading darker slightly.
"Whoosh!"
"Huh!"
"That hurt like hell, brother. In the future, if you have children, will you force them through this too?" Qin Shiqi grumbled with a pained expression, her spirit still trembling from the ordeal.
She looked rather messy.
"Absolutely."
Tang Qing grinned.
On this topic.
Everyone faces equal treatment, maybe even tougher rules. Spoiling holds no appeal for him, given his vast domain of power.
Without sound guidance.
What if they wrong others? Execute them?
No way. Imprison and let justice handle it? Could the clan stomach that? In the end, he'd wield influence to hush the harmed.
Or.
Make them vanish?
Though no saint, he avoids excessive defiance.
Therefore.
Better to mold them straight from youth, imposing some trials, than let them twist and injure innocents. But heirs for legacy? Too soon.
Why bother?
His longevity isn't illusory. No haste for succession.
"..."
"Huh!"
"Bang!"
Qin Shiqi smashed the sandbag with gusts, launching it airborne. A standard one would've burst instead.
"Haha, my power surged again."
Dashing.
Leaping.
…
Having tested her enhanced might, Qin Shiqi beamed with joy, as Tang Nian’er and Qin Shiyu observed with eager gazes. The earlier scene looked terrifying.
They had endured it themselves.
Knowing its necessity.
Besides.
Gains abound.
First off.
Power boosted.
Secondly.
Physique refined, evidenced by the fluid's darkening—Tang Qing explained it as expelled impurities. Just hearing of lingering filth made the girls recoil.
Unthinkable.
Minor suffering? Bearable. But filth? No.
Still.
Their bodies trailed Qin Shiqi a bit. "Push harder, hit peak form in roughly a week, then prep for the breakthrough chamber."
"Got it."
"Mm."
They nodded in unison.
Next.
Joined by Qin Shiqi, they started depleting their stamina.
"..."
Second day of Chinese New Year.
Morning.
Visitors flocked to the estate, many of Tang Qing’s business allies arriving to offer greetings. Like past years, top provincial officials joined too.
All through the year.
Tang Qing.
Eludes them; he stays rooted in Shanghai Stock Market. Rare Qingyan City trips let them glimpse Tang Kai. Only New Year’s second day grants audience with both.
Tough chance.
Soon.
Guests spotted the banquet hall’s couplets, etched this year.
"Carved by Tangtang."
Tang Kai boasted proudly.
"No surprise, such flair."
"Exactly!"
"Even painted with real gold," Liu Qian chimed in.
"..."
People tutted lightly; employing genuine gold as paint is truly opulent. However, the carving done by Tang Qing captured everyone's main interest.
All were aware.
Tang Qing possesses exceptional talent.
Painting.
Carving.
Music.
Calligraphy.
...
He excels in nearly every art form. Countless items throughout the entire estate were created by Tang Qing himself. Early pieces from Tang Qing have experienced skyrocketing values.
Still.
Hardly anyone sells them; recipients of Tang Qing's gifts aren't short on cash. Selling them off for profit would make future encounters awkward.
Therefore.
They're rare finds.
"Next year, when you swap them for fresh ones, pass them my way," Liu Qian teased.
"No problem."
Tang Kai shrugged it off.
Typically, Tang Qing's creations aren't passed on unless he hands them over personally. Couplets stand apart, though—they get replaced each year and usually discarded.
Differing from standard pieces.
"Haha."
"Appreciate it."
Liu Qian chuckled happily.
Jackpot!
Not for the cash, but because he truly cherishes them. Looking back over these years, his existence has been nothing short of perfect.
A fortune in the billions.
Surging upward!
Currently.
Approaching forty billion, nearly a hundred times the growth since encountering Tang Qing. Others near Tang Kai also scored a set.
On this occasion.
Plenty of couplets adorn the manor.
Hence.
Ample reserves.
"..."
Estate.
Laughter echoed across the vast lawn.
Facilities first set up for the Tang family's fun remained from yesterday, undismantled. They chose to welcome some fellow guests' kids and peers.
To let them enjoy.
"Today, I'm claiming the top score."
"Dream on, do you forget about me?"
"Don't leave me out."
"This method of handing out New Year’s money is so fresh."
"..."
True enough.
Distributing cash via game scores—this unique New Year’s money approach thrilled them all. Everyone dove in with full enthusiasm.
Naturally.
The joy came first, cash second.
Gathered here.
No one in Qingyan City wanted for funds; with the amusement park packed, this less crowded spot for games became a real flex.
"..."
Buzzing with energy.
Day Two.
Slipped by like that. Meanwhile, the Davos Annual Meeting kicked off; absent in person, Tang Qing still got asked for a virtual address by organizers.
Spun some tales.
Bluffed through one session.
Done!
Once the link cut off, Tang Qing disappeared from the study, materializing on Pluto—a world demoted from the nine planets back in 2006.
Desolate badlands.
The sole appeal.
Maybe for ice skating thrills, though low gravity makes drifting simple. Yet it offers solid ground to stand on. Journeying from Jupiter.
The four gas giants in a row allow only distant gazes. Pluto grants a landing spot plus rich resources for extraction, adding real value.