The Lake Center Pavilion, a stone pavilion built in the center of the entire artificial lake.
As Mr. Tang's financial power expanded, not only did the area of the Tang's manor double,
The area of this artificial lake has also expanded significantly.
There are lotus flowers on all sides and rippling lake water. In the pavilion stands a three-meter-high stone statue of a Bixi camel with a dragon head and a turtle body.
The four legs of the Bixi are connected to the body of the pavilion. The dragon head and eyes are slightly closed, and when the dragon's mouth opens and closes, a lotus platform carved from jade can be faintly seen inside.
The white marble stele that Bixi carried was engraved with hundreds of interesting inscriptions of birds and beasts, and it glowed faintly with golden light under the sunlight.
Bixi, the eighth son of the nine ancient true dragons, is also known as Baxia, Ao, Guifu and Tianxia. It looks like a turtle and is good at carrying heavy objects, mostly used to carry the bases of monuments.
However, the Bixi Stele was usually erected by the ancients to commemorate the deceased emperors and saints and sing their praises.
Huge stone tablets are often placed on the back of Bixi, hoping that the beast can rely on its divine power to last forever.
However, judging from the shape of the stone statue, its function is more of suppression than erecting a monument.
Next to the stone statue of Bixi, there is a round stone table carved from a whole piece of green jade. Tang Song holds his jade-handled talisman brush in his hand and writes on a piece of jadeite the size of a Wu Shi Pai.
The jade pen drew talismans in the air three feet above the jade plate, and spiritual patterns flickered in the air like flowing light.
The spiritual patterns were drawn, forming bird-like runes in the air.
These runes were arranged and intertwined in the void, gradually forming a three-dimensional forbidden array.
Tang Song pressed the talisman pen downwards, and a flash of light appeared in the air. A wall-sized restriction array was pressed directly into the small jade tablet by his pen like a wisp of smoke.
The jade pendant, which originally symbolized peace and safety, had two smooth sides, but now it had countless ochre-colored lines on it, as if it had grown naturally.
The jade pendant, which was originally icy green, suddenly turned into a yellowish earth color and looked extremely inconspicuous.
"Take this to Iceland and give it to Frank!"
Tang Song put down the talisman pen, picked up the jade token, looked at it, put it in a wooden box, and handed it to the black-clad bodyguard who had been waiting on the side.
"Yes, boss!"
The bodyguard in black carefully took the wooden box, opened the silver suitcase at hand, put it away, bowed to Tang Song, turned around and walked towards the lake with the suitcase.
On the lake, a stone arch bridge spans the lake from one side of the pavilion and leads directly to the promenade of the manor.
"Phew! Boss, even though I know you can do this kind of magical spell, I am still shocked every time I see it!"
While Tang Song was drawing the talisman, Skye and Fox sat on a bench beside the stone pavilion, not daring to breathe.
It was not until he saw Tang Song finish drawing the talisman and send the black-clad bodyguards away that Skye patted his chest, let out an exaggerated sigh and said.
"Stop flattering me. You are the first person to learn the Great Yin-Yang Harmony Art from me. Now Fox has already achieved the state of Qi flowing through all his meridians, while you are still at the entry level. You are like a rotten tree that cannot be withered!"
Tang Song glanced at Sky's bouncing rabbit, and shook his hand casually, and the blood ink on the jade pen, which was as thick as gold liquid, fell back into the inkstone.
"It's because you didn't teach me well, Boss. By the way, I heard that you met a baroness in Antarctica. Boss, do you like someone else..."
"By the way, has Professor Gu left?" Tang Song looked at Skye, who looked resentful, and quickly changed the subject.
He put down the talisman brush and casually splashed the blood ink in the inkstone into the lake.
The blood ink fell into the lake, but did not float on the surface. Instead, it fell straight to the bottom of the lake like metal beads.
"They've already left!" Fox pulled Skye to the long eucalyptus in front of Tang Song and helped him pack up the tools for drawing talismans, the brush, ink, inkstone, and several layers of rice paper underneath.
"It's a pity. I really want to see that sinister little girl cry!"
Tang Song did not actually go to see the scene where Professor Gu and Gu Ziyun reunited and cried together, and of course he did not bother to use his spiritual sense to peek.
One of the reasons why Gu Ziyun is still alive is that her appearance suits his taste.
Another thing is that as his cultivation improved, Boss Tang was also sorting out his memories of his past lives, especially after discovering that this was a hodgepodge of a world.
You never know when a powerful person he doesn't know will appear.
When Sloan brought Gu Ziyun back to the manor, he thought of the identity of this girl.
"The Witch", Tang Song remembers this movie. Gu Ziyun is a black-bellied loli with high IQ, black hands, cruel heart, and decisive actions!
And there is also the weakness of adoptive parents.
Compared to those pedantic superheroes, he is a talent!
And she is very malleable, which is why Tang Song did not use the Heart Demon Curse but instead used a different kind of restriction to control her.
However, only a few people can enter the core of his small gang. As for whether Gu Ziyun can do it, it depends on her performance.
After clearing the things on the table, Tang Song patted Fox and Skye on the back...
"There will be an antique car race in Morocco in a few days. It should be interesting. I'll take you to Morocco to relax!"
Hearing Tang Song's words, Skye cheered and rushed towards him, wrapping her two beautiful legs around him...
… …
"The Morocco Antique Car Contest will be held in five days. Thanks to the sponsorship of Stark Industries, the prize money for the first place has reached 20 million, a record high!
At the same time, the sponsor of this race, the president of Stark Industries, our Iron Man, Mr. Tony Stark, is said to be personally driving his favorite car to participate in this race.
He left a message on his social media account, welcoming racing masters from all over the world to come and challenge him.
Of course, I hope Mr. Stark’s definition of antique cars won’t be his old Iron Man suits…”
On the flat-screen TV hanging in the bar, an entertainment news host was talking.
Looking at the female host with big blonde hair, Xincha felt hot inside and he gulped down the wine in the glass.
"Twenty million dollars, Morocco Antique Car Competition! What the hell, why not hold it in New York!"
However, if it is really like what is said on TV, he can find a few racers in the underground racing world to try his luck.
Xincha took stock of the drivers he had. During this period, Xincha had been doing very well in the underground racing world because he had been favored by several big bosses.
Several large underground racing competitions were held in succession, and the outsiders made a lot of money.
Even the gold chain around her neck became thicker.
"A usable driver..." Xincha thought about it, and after thinking about it, he decided in his heart on the person who was most likely to win the race.
He put down his glass, casually placed two twenty-denomination notes at the bottom of the glass as a tip, and walked out of the bar.
"Hey, Toledo, it's me, Xincha. There's a race with a lot of prize money. I'll be driving the car. Are you interested in running a lap for me? We can split the prize money in half!"
Los Angeles is thousands of miles away from New York!
With the prize money he won from several competitions in New York and some savings in his hand,
Dominic Toledo owns an auto repair shop in Los Angeles.
He successfully established himself in the underground racing world of Los Angeles.
With his excellent driving skills and strong fists, he became the boss of the Los Angeles motorcycle gang.
"Competition! Man, I'm in Los Angeles now, more than 3,000 kilometers away from New York!"
Dominic Toledo turned on the speakerphone of his cell phone, placed it on the roof of his car, opened the hood of his blue sports car and checked the engine for any problems.
"I think you should first ask how much the prize money is?"
"Then tell me how much the prize is?" Dominic Toledo held a large wrench and intended to remove the eight-cylinder engine of the sports car.
"Twenty million US dollars!"
"Twenty million US dollars!" Dominic Toledo repeated the amount, somewhat unbelievingly:
“Just racing!”
"Yeah, just racing!"
"Then book me a flight to New York. Do you have a car ready? I want to choose the car myself!"
Dominic Toledo glanced at his girlfriend and sister who were standing in line at the new fried chicken shop across the street from his store, threw the wrench aside, took the phone off the roof of the car and spoke.
"The race is not in New York, but in Monaco, the antique car race. You can watch it when you turn on the TV. I will book you a flight to Monaco!"
"A formal competition!" Dominic Toledo frowned and said, "Xincha, you should know that I have a background and cannot participate in this kind of formal competition—"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of the registration, all you have to do is win!"
… …
"Honey, the new fried chicken shop across the street is really good, the portions are big and the taste is great. It just so happens that the new shop is having a discount, so Mia and I bought five!
What are you watching, the news channel…"
Lai Di and Mia walked into the auto repair shop carrying large buckets of fried chicken.
One of them is Dominic Toledo's girlfriend and the other is his sister.
Lai Di was somewhat surprised to see that her boyfriend, who loved cars so much, was not studying the engines, but was sitting on the tire watching the news on the old TV they had bought.
She walked over from behind, put her arms around her boyfriend, and slid the bag with LOS POLLOS HERMANOS Brothers Fried Chicken printed on it in front of her.
Reaching out of the paper tube in the bag, Lai Di took out a piece of fried chicken and fed it to Tolaido's mouth.
Dominic Toledo ate the delicious fried chicken in his mouth, looked at his girlfriend and sister, pointed at the TV and said to them:
"Laidi, Mia, I'm going to participate in the Monaco Classic Car Race soon. If I win 20 million US dollars, we will move to a bigger house and you won't have to live in this repair shop..."
… … … …
Iceland is located in the middle of the North Atlantic Ocean, close to the Arctic Circle. It is the second largest island in Europe.
Because of its proximity to the North Pole, more than ten percent of Iceland's area is covered by glaciers.
At this time, a helicopter was hovering in the sky over a little-known mountain in Iceland.
Trevor Anderson looked at the snow-covered mountains below, wrapped himself in his down jacket, and shouted to Frank sitting in the cabin:
"It looks like we came at the wrong time!"
Frank sat there with his sword in his hands, playing with his catapult knife.
When the helicopter pilot reached the designated coordinate point, he immediately began to descend.
"Why are there so many people down there?"
As the helicopter descended, Trevor Anderson noticed that the mountains below were full of people.
The snow-capped mountains seemed to be covered with countless black sesame seeds.
"Oh my God! How many people did you find?"
The helicopter landed on a temporarily cleared area, Trevor Anderson pushed open the helicopter door and jumped out.
Trevor Anderson's high boots were treading on the crunchy snow. He looked around and saw that the entire mountain was densely packed with people.
It was clearly snowy and the mountain was closed, so heavy machinery couldn't be brought in.
But these workers, wearing thick cotton clothes, used their manpower to dig through one side of the mountain, revealing the dark cavity inside.
Miners push carts back and forth in the caves of the mountain, constantly transporting gravel out...
"We have recruited two thousand workers in total! Welcome, Mr. Frank..."
At this time, a construction site manager wearing a hard hat came over.
The head of the mining company under the Tang Group responded to Trevor Anderson and then extended his hands enthusiastically to Frank.
"Two thousand people, how did you do it? As far as I know, the entire country of Iceland has only 300,000 people.
Those Icelanders would never work on a snowy mountain like this..."
Trevor Anderson looked at the worker who was walking past him pushing a cart full of rocks, and asked in surprise at his red face due to the cold.
Although Iceland is a small country, its per capita GDP and welfare benefits rank first in Europe and even in the world.
Trevor Anderson didn't believe these Icelanders would do this kind of work.
The construction site manager held Frank's right hand tightly with both hands, shook it twice, and then eagerly took out the prepared warm clothes and gloves.
After being rejected by Frank, he retreated behind Frank, half a length behind Frank, and stretched out his arm to guide Frank to the command center of the construction site.
“We workers are all from other countries. There are very few Icelanders!”
The person in charge was about forty years old, a typical federal man, with blond hair, a red face from the cold, a rosacea, and a big belly. However, he was very humble when facing the two people.
He led the two of them to a group of tents set up in an open space halfway up the mountain, and explained to Trevor:
“We offer a price of one thousand dollars a day, and mining workers from many countries are rushing to come. We have no shortage of workers!
It’s just that because of the heavy snow and the fact that this place is in the Arctic Circle, the frozen soil is too difficult to clean up, so our progress is so slow! ”
As the person in charge said this, he secretly glanced at Frank's face.
Seeing that his expression didn't change, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"At one thousand dollars per person per day, you will spend two million dollars a day!"
Trevor did the math and took a deep breath. This kind of expenditure was simply burning money.
In comparison, the few pounds of gems his nephew Sean brought out from the volcanic rock wall were nothing.
"Not only that, with the logistical supplies and equipment, this number will double!" The person in charge shook his head and said to Trevor.
"Four million dollars a day, that's one hundred and twenty million a month,"
Trevor widened his eyes and waved his hands at Frank.
"I don't understand what is there in the inner world that is worth your boss spending so much energy and money!"
"Maybe there is just a sea of magma now..."
Frank stopped, turned to Trevor, looked him in the eye and said:
"Listen, Doctor, you don't have to guess what the boss is up to. Your mission is to find the entrance to the center of the earth as soon as possible. The boss promised you that you will not be deducted from your reward..."
Am I doing this for money? You guys forced me to come here...
Trevor wanted to refute, but looking at Frank's cold and serious eyes, he raised his hand halfway and then put it down helplessly.
Judging from the workers all over the mountains and the astronomical expenses, Tang is determined to gain control of the inner earth.
It was useless for him to say anything now. He could only find the entrance to the inner world as soon as possible.
"This mountain range is completely covered with snow, so it's difficult to find the mine.
But I remember that it was an area with a strong magnetic field. Give me a device to measure the magnetic field and I will try my best!"
Hearing Trevor's words, Frank turned and looked at the construction site manager.
"I'll get it right away!" Before Frank could say anything,
The site manager jogged straight to the tent where the equipment was placed.
Because the mountain was slippery after the snow had just been cleared, he fell on the road. After he got up, he didn't care about the scratches on his hands and called two workers to move the equipment.
Trevor looked at this scene and felt a little sad.
"It's just a job, why is he working so hard? I even think he has given up some of his dignity!"
Frank glanced at him and said, "Do you know how much a federal soldier can earn per year? Salary plus allowance is less than 40,000 US dollars!
His annual salary is 600,000!"
Trevor looked at the construction site manager who was running out of breath, blinked, and the little sympathy he had for the project disappeared.
But Trevor looked at the machine carried by the two workers and said to Frank:
"Even if we find that area, with the thickness of the snow and the mine collapse, the workload is staggering. Without heavy machinery, it will probably take until next year for these people to finish the work..."
"Really?" Frank and Trevor stood side by side, looking at the site manager who was directing the workers carrying equipment over, and waved at him.
When the construction site manager saw this, he quickly trotted over to Frank:
"Mr. Frank, what do you want?"
"I remember that the boss borrowed a large laser mining equipment from Weyland Industries. Where is the equipment now?" Frank looked at the site manager and asked.
The person in charge wiped the sweat off his face and said: "Mr. Frank, the equipment has been shipped to Iceland, but the road conditions here make it impossible to transport it in!
The experts we invited have estimated that it will take at least a month to open a road that can transport large equipment!"
"A month is too long!" Frank ignored the embarrassed expression of the construction site manager, took out the satellite phone, pressed the number and dialed.
"Hello, Ryan, this is Frank.
There is heavy snow here now and the mountains are blocked, so the equipment you sent from Weyland Industries cannot be transported in.
I remember that the Federation has troops stationed in Iceland. See if you can use your connections to borrow a few MH-53J helicopters from the Keflavik Naval Air Station!"
(MH-53J is the heaviest and most powerful helicopter in the Federation, with a payload capacity of 40 tons, and is considered one of the most technologically advanced helicopters in the world.)
"Although I am also your housekeeper, I am not the turtle in the boss's newly built wishing well!"
Frank looked a little stunned when he heard Ryan's complaining tone on the satellite phone.
Having known Lai En for such a long time, in his impression, Lai En does things in an orderly and efficient manner, without any dragging of feet.
He has always played the role of the steward of their gang.
And I've never heard him complain about anything.
Frank, who had never heard of the profession of accounting, was about to ask Ryan what happened.
The other party immediately replied: "Five minutes!"
Then a series of "dududu" sounds came from the satellite phone.
Frank held the satellite phone and wondered whether he should call his boss to ask.
In less than three minutes, his satellite phone rang.
"Go to Keflavik Naval Aviation to find General Walter! Dududu..."
… … … …
Buzz buzz buzz…
The next day, four MH-53J helicopters flew to the construction site, carrying several heavy equipment with steel cables.
As four military helicopters slowly lowered the cables,
Trevor watched two engineers directing workers to assemble a powerful laser mining machine with the Weyland Industries logo printed on it.
Only then did I begin to realize how huge the power behind Tang was.