These disappearance cases all had a common point.
Rainy days, unable to find any remains, the sa camping site...
There had already been several such cases at a glance.
Experts believed that there might be natural hollows and dips concealed by dense forests which, unbeknownst to the travelers, could cause them to fall and be shattered to pieces, naturally making it not so simple to search for them.
Beichuan Si did not express any opinion about their views.
He thought about the characteristics he had summarized, and roughly thought about the conditions for "Rain Hall" to appear.
First was the weather.
All these cases occurred on rainy days.
Second was awareness.
When Beichuan Si initially went back to look for Shen Gu Mirai and Beichuan Huili, he didn’t notice the path to the western-style mansion.
This was obviously unscientific.
Beichuan Si, having seven tis the physical fitness of a normal person, should not have overlooked such a large western-style mansion in the rain.
Not to ntion when he was looking, Beichuan Si hadn’t noticed the path to the mansion when he was coming to the camping site either.
It wasn’t just Beichuan Si.
After that, Beichuan Si also asked Sakurai Saki, Otomoto Ai, Sakura Miori, and Takiyama Nanako.
But their answers were the sa—they hadn’t seen any path, let alone a western-style mansion.
That’s where the weirdness lay.
Therefore, Beichuan Si deduced that the concealed Rain Hall would only appear when one beca aware of sothing.
This principle was much like "There are flowers in the mountains; they only exist in your mind if you go see them. If you don’t, they don’t exist in your mind."
Idealism?
Beichuan Si rubbed his chin.
He had so clues now, but the specific impression in his mind was not yet clear.
Just as Beichuan Si was about to spend more ti analyzing, a knock ca from the door on the other side—
From outside ca Nakajima Michika’s voice, "Mr. Beichuan, Younai called , saying she needs to talk to you."
Upon hearing this, Beichuan Si rose from beside his chair and opened the door.
Nakajima Michika was standing by the door, looking at him as he opened the door and handed over the phone, then asked sowhat perplexedly, "What’s the matter, why is she looking for you so urgently?"
Beichuan Si took the phone and walked back into the room without turning his head, replying, "She asked to guess, I won’t guess, that’s all."
She asked to guess, I won’t guess?
What kind of tongue twister was that?
Nakajima Michika rubbed her head.
After thinking for a long ti without any conclusion, she went back down to the living room.
anwhile, Beichuan Si brought Nakajima Michika’s phone close to his ear—
"Mr. Beichuan! Don’t ignore my calls!" Qiuxiao Yunai’s frantic voice ca through.
Hearing this, Beichuan Si picked up his own phone.
Qiuxiao Yunai had already made more than twenty calls, all of which had automatically disconnected due to the exceeded call duration.
This girl was really persistent.
Beichuan Si’s mind stirred.
Could it be this girl really had sothing important to tell him?
"What is it?" Beichuan Si asked, being patient.
"I..." Qiuxiao Yunai initially wanted to playfully say ’Guess’.
But rembering how she was treated just a mont ago, she abandoned the bold thought and hesitantly said:
"It’s about soone investing in our Beichuan Divine Society..."
Huh????
That issue seed to have nothing to do with him, Beichuan Si.
He, Beichuan Si, frankly did not want to be involved in the matters of the Beichuan Divine Society.
Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow, subconsciously wanting to hang up the phone...
"Don’t hang up!" Qiuxiao Yunai, seemingly sensing his thoughts, shouted loudly to stop him, "Mr. Beichuan, aren’t you curious who wants to invest in us?"
"Qiuxiao Conglorate investing in us?" Beichuan Si threw out a pointed, icy rebuttal.
Uh—
Qiuxiao Yunai’s face flushed red at Beichuan Si’s words.
The Qiuxiao Conglorate was her family’s, and her parents would certainly not invest in an organization akin to a relief society.
From a business perspective, that was a very unwise choice.
Qiuxiao Yunai, obviously annoyed, and being a rather muddled character when agitated, simply let everything spill:
"I’m not joking! The investor is from our North River Divine Support Association, a particularly good-looking young girl—"
Hmm!!!
Miss Qiuxiao Yunai hurriedly covered her mouth.
But it was already too late.
Beichuan Si had heard everything she said.
"Beichuan Divine Support Association? What is that?"
"..." Miss Qiuxiao Yunai.
Miss Qiuxiao Yunai fell silent.
Beichuan Si also remained quiet, simply starting to search online.
After a while, Miss Qiuxiao Yunai stamred, "It’s, it’s actually just a very ordinary fan club online."
This woman was simply full of nonsense!
Looking at the Beichuan Divine Support Association which already had five to six thousand followers, Beichuan Si took a deep breath.
You should know that the followers of the Beichuan Divine Society only numbered ten to twenty thousand!
An online support association already had five to six thousand supporters?
How did the fan base grow so quickly?!
Beichuan Si’s expression was unmoved, his eyes occasionally flashing with a black deathly aura, he steadied his phone, his voice calm:
"Miss Qiuxiao."
Uh—
"Present!" Miss Qiuxiao Yunai’s body stiffened.
Although she was in Gunma Prefecture and Beichuan Si was in Tokyo, she sohow felt that sothing was off about the surrounding atmosphere.
The Divine Power of Beichuan God... seed to have truly transmitted through the phone screen to her.
"How do you plan to explain the current situation?" Beichuan Si’s voice remained mild, as if there was no hint of anger at all.
How to explain?
How else could she explain?!
Miss Qiuxiao Yunai now held the phone with a woeful expression, feeling it was unbearably hot to the touch.
Yet she dared not hang up on Beichuan Si.
The wrath of Beichuan God... only she, the Great Ming Guangde Great Mage, had to bear it.
"Actually, Mr. Beichuan, you don’t really need to care about this, it’s just a fan club, and last ti, Hui Li’s issue also needed the help of everyone in the support club to..."
Miss Qiuxiao Yunai went for broke, talking as if resigned to her fate.
Silence...
A long silence.
After a long mont, Beichuan Si’s voice finally ca through:
"I understand, let’s keep it like this for now."
Ah?!
Miss Qiuxiao Yunai’s eyes widened, she never expected Beichuan Si to respond like this.
"Mr. Beichuan... you..." Miss Qiuxiao Yunai opened her mouth.
"Let’s keep it as it is for now, and I also know about the funding," Beichuan Si maintained his even tone.
He didn’t lash out or bla her, but instead calmly and rationally weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
After all, only by staying calm can one fully comprehend a situation.
Since things had already occurred, even if Beichuan Si asked Miss Qiuxiao Yunai to disband the Beichuan Divine Support Association, so well-aning fans would probably reestablish another.
Such a situation, if left out of his and Miss Qiuxiao Yunai’s supervision, would really be more troubleso.
Beichuan Si had a notable impression of so fanatic fans in Japan.
Stalking celebrities, interfering with celebrities’ private lives...
So even more fanatic ones resorted to sneaking photos, sending threatening letters, and so even directly attempted kidnapping...
Given the well-developed transportation and economy in Japan, the mobility of fans here was also high.
There was no need to put himself in such an awkward position.
Besides, his identity hadn’t been revealed yet, most people only knew his surna ’Beichuan’.
Since his current life hadn’t been exposed, Beichuan Si also accepted this fact.
"Besides, why would the mbers of the support association want to fund the Beichuan Divine Society?"
Beichuan Si was still a bit puzzled.
Many celebrities actually have support associations organized online.
And their fans also far outnumbered Beichuan Si’s... so why not fund those active celebrity support associations?
Why care so much about this little-known Beichuan Divine Society?
Perhaps this is why no one understands the thoughts of the wealthy...
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