I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 198 Green Spirituality (4200 words)
"Ma'am, please accept my condolences. Please leave the rest to us!" Several staff members in black uniforms bowed to Saki Yasuda, who had not yet changed into mourning clothes, at the door of the ward.

"Thank you very much for your help." Saki Yasuda looked sad and shed two tears.

She had been married to her husband Tatsuya Yasuda for ten years and had a son and a daughter. However, her husband passed away before her children grew up.

Originally thought to be just an ordinary pneumonia hospitalization, no one took it seriously. However, who would have thought that she would receive a call from the hospital at 11 o'clock at night, saying that her husband's condition had suddenly worsened. When she arrived at the hospital at around 2 o'clock, Tatsuya Yasuda had already passed away.

My parents-in-law passed away a year or two ago. My husband's only relative is his younger brother, who is not local. Fortunately, the nurse was very experienced and helped my husband to tidy up his appearance and change into white clothes. She also notified the funeral mutual aid society. The person who just bowed was a staff member of the funeral mutual aid society.

Once the funeral society took over, they asked her what kind of funeral she wanted.

The funeral mutual aid society is a bit like funeral insurance. If you join this mutual aid society and pay one or two thousand yen every year, when the funeral comes, people from the mutual aid society will help you take care of everything and handle all the trivial matters.

In the past, most funerals in Japan were held in temples. The temples that hosted funerals were not famous temples that could be visited. They were basically family temples passed down from generation to generation in the streets and alleys. They specialized in hosting funerals and were not open to the public. Visitors were not allowed and were called Dana Temples.

However, with the stagnation of Japan's economy in the past decade or so, traditional funeral ceremonies have also been greatly affected. More and more people have begun to hold the funerals of their loved ones in "settlement centers," which is the Japanese version of funeral homes.

Because it’s cheap.

Holding a traditional family funeral at a temple will cost more than 200 million yen, and that's with the participation of a funeral mutual aid society. If not, the entire funeral will cost at least to million yen more.

A simple one-day funeral at a funeral home only costs 500,000 yen, and if the body is cremated directly, the cost can be kept within 300,000 yen.

"We'll follow your suggestion and find a place to stay. As for the coffin..." Yasuda Saki was about to speak, but the man in black uniform from the funeral mutual aid association understood and said, "The coffin will be buried with Mr. Yasuda. We will choose a suitable coffin for Mr. Yasuda, and the cost will be included in the total cost of the funeral."

"We have already notified the Morning Post, please rest assured. As for the next of kin, you will have to take care of it yourself."

Yasuda Saki breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little embarrassed: "Then I'll trouble you all."

Following the funeral mutual aid society to the resettlement center, Saki Yasuda first changed into black mourning clothes, then put on some light makeup and put on a pearl necklace and earrings.

"He looks so unwilling. Could he have known something?" Saki Yasuda couldn't help feeling a little scared as she saw her husband standing in the mourning hall with a rather ferocious look on his face.

"It's so cold~" Saki Yasuda shivered and felt that the mourning hall was extremely chilly.

At around 7 or 8 in the morning, my husband's colleagues and friends started arriving one after another, all in formal black suits.
After lighting incense, every guest who came to the funeral would first lift the white handkerchief on Tatsuya Yasuda's face, and after looking at him for the last time, they would take a cotton swab, dip it in water and wipe it on Tatsuya Yasuda's lips.

This is a custom, which Japan calls "Water of the End", which represents the hope that the deceased will return to heaven as soon as possible and not linger in this world.

Then they expressed their condolences to Saki Yasuda, and recalled the interesting stories of their interactions with Tatsuya Yasuda when he was alive.

As for Saki Yasuda, she basically knelt down and chatted the entire time until her legs were numb.

But even though it was already noon, Saki Yasuda still felt a little uneasy, and the gloomy feeling in her heart couldn't be shaken off.

"Madam, the masters have arrived." At noon, the staff of the mutual aid association informed Saki that the coffin could be placed.

The undertaker combed Tatsuya Yasuda's hair again and put him into pure white burial clothes.

"It's so strange. I can't get the expression on his face right... Never mind, let's just leave it like that. It's not much money anyway." The undertaker seemed to be careful but was actually sloppy as he tidied up Tatsuya Yasuda. Then he began to direct the people from the mutual aid association to carry Tatsuya Yasuda into the coffin.

Saki Yasuda had secretly looked at the material list beforehand and found that this very thin-looking paulownia coffin would cost about 8 yen.

"This is a fine coffin," the funeral home staff boasted. "It has just been delivered. Madam, look at the carvings on it. They are so delicate."

Seeing Tatsuya Yasuda being carried into the coffin and placed there, Saki Yasuda suddenly found that the gloomy feeling seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden.

Guests continued to arrive from afternoon to evening, and Saki Yasuda had to come to the mourning hall in front to receive them from time to time. She was extremely tired. At night, Saki Yasuda had to keep watch and could only sleep in the mourning hall.

"What are you doing here?" Saki Yasuda widened her eyes with horror as she looked at the bald man who suddenly appeared in the mourning hall.

"Of course it's to pay tribute to Yasuda." The bald man casually picked up incense and worshipped, then reached out to hug Yasuda Saki's waist.

Yasuda Saki was shocked: "Noguchi! Are you crazy? This is a funeral hall! No!"

Forty-nine percent of Japanese housewives will cheat on their spouses, and Saki Yasuda is one of them. Bald man Noguchi is her cheating partner.

Noguchi was the elevator maintenance worker in the apartment where Yasuda lived. After he rescued Saki Yasuda who was trapped in the elevator one time, the two soon began an illicit relationship.

Noguchi said excitedly: "That's what we want, the mourning hall! Don't worry, there's no one outside, the mutual aid association will not come until tomorrow morning."

"Look, Yasuda's expression is so peaceful, which means this is also his wish."

Saki Yasuda, who was pressed on the coffin, saw through the transparent cover on her head in a daze that Tatsuya Yasuda's expression seemed to have really changed from ferocious to expressionless indifference.
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"Turn soil into stone!"

A faint light came out from the head of Wilder's doting staff and hit the flat dirt wall three meters in front of Fang Yu.

With the sound of "crackling", the mud wall hardened and solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a minute, it turned into a flat stone wall!

Fang Yu looked around with satisfaction. This place had changed from a cave that kept oozing groundwater to a solid stone chamber of nearly 50 square meters.

The stone walls of the secret room are more than 1.5 meters thick, and the thickness of the ground is also more than 1 meter.

The terrain here is relatively high and there is no groundwater, which saves the trouble of waterproofing.

Since buying the villa, Fang Yu specifically asked the developer for survey drawings and construction drawings, and found a structural engineer at Wanfang to calculate the load, and then used soil molding to excavate the basement.

Otherwise, the idiot would just start digging without thinking, and halfway through, eh? The house is gone.

Fang Yu carefully moved the fifty spiritual bottles into the secret room. Twelve of the transparent bottles had some faint golden energy flowing in them. Although the highest concentration was only one-fifth, the concentration of spirituality in each bottle was constantly increasing.

12 coffins from Yanzhai have been transported to Japan. After arriving in Japan, these coffins were quickly transported to funeral institutions across Japan, and then purchased by the relatives of the deceased, who then buried the deceased in them. After these deceased were placed in the coffins, the spirits that were still condensed around them and would not completely enter the astral world until seven days later would gradually be absorbed by the magic circle under them. After the magic circle absorbed them, they would be transmitted to the magic circle of the corresponding spirit bottle and then collected by the spirit bottle.

From the perspective of the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Yu could see that there was still a steady stream of spirituality being transmitted from the void to the magic circle under each bottle, flowing into the bottle of spirituality.

Huh? This color is a bit like grapefruit.

Could it be that grapefruit is a large-sized spiritual bottle?
Judging from the concentration of the yellow light on Yuzu's body, shouldn't there be at least a million units of spirituality?
It shouldn’t be that simple.

The essence of the pomelo is the star crystal. When you have more spirituality in the future, you can exchange some with the star realm and see if you can make a small pomelo.

Huh? Why is this spiritual energy that just came over green?

Are you blind?

Fang Yu rubbed his eyes. The spiritual energy had completely mixed with the other spiritual energy in the bottle, and no difference could be seen.
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"Sorry, Andrew, the Strategic Investment Department does not agree with your acquisition request for Yuzu Technology." A short-haired woman in her early thirties, dressed neatly, looked at Wu Ende opposite her with a polite but distant smile on her face.

"Robert agreed." Wu Ende frowned, unable to understand the decision of the Strategic Investment Department. "TC, their Yuzu Training Framework 0.1 is a very important basic framework. If it can be combined with paddle, it will give us a greater lead."

"This is just a small company that was founded less than two months ago. I have studied their organizational structure and met with the two technical directors of Yuzu Technology." The short-haired woman called TC avoided the question and said, "Is Qianxun's technical team not even as good as such a small company? I don't think what they are doing has any value. Your R&D team is stronger than theirs and should have achieved better results. If not, I think you should rethink your management."

"TC, you don't understand technology..." As soon as Wu Ende said this, he saw Chen Sha's face fall.

"Ng, you don't understand investment either." Chen Sha said forcefully, "Besides, this is Carol's decision."

This woman is the senior strategic investment manager who asked Qianxun to propose to Fang Yu to acquire Youzi Technology for 40 million. Her given name is Chen Sha. She gave herself an English name, Teresa. Everyone in the company calls her TC.

The Carol she mentioned was Kang Yangming, director of Qianxun’s strategic investment department.

Chen Sha is not from a technical background but a financial background. She had worked in an investment bank for several years before being recruited into Qianxun three years ago.

When Chen Sha received this task, she did not think it was important. She did not do any research and just roughly applied the department's formula. She then sent Fang Yu a proposal for a full purchase of the company for 40 million yuan and then went swimming.

When she finished swimming and got her phone, she saw a reply from Youzi Technology. When she opened it, there were only two words in it.

"Crazy Line"

There is not even any punctuation.

This made the woman very angry. As Qianxun, one of the three pillars of the Great Zhou Internet, and as a senior manager of the strategic investment department, which had the greatest power but the least responsibility among all Qianxun departments, every startup company had to look up to her, and she had never been looked down upon like this before.

After sending two more emails but receiving no response, Chen Sha decided to teach this company a lesson.

So, this woman first found a way to get the social security list of Youzi Technology, and then submitted an application for a business trip, and personally went from Xinhao to Haixi to interview the employees on the list one by one.

A startup company like yours may just have some technology that others don't know about. If I can't acquire you, I can just poach your employees.

She calculated based on the payment records on the social security list and concluded that these people should not be expensive.

What I didn’t expect was that after two days and having discussed everything that needed to be discussed, I still didn’t recruit a single person.

Chen Sha was so angry that she almost bit her teeth off. She went straight to her immediate superior, Kang Yangming, director of the strategic investment department, and criticized Youzi Technology to the point of being useless.

Although Kang Yangming studied computer science in college, he has been working in investment banking since then. After listening to Chen Sha's report, he did not give it much thought and directly rejected Wu Ende's acquisition proposal.

Even though she and Ng Ende can both communicate directly with the boss, she is actually one level higher than Ng Ende and doesn't really take a tech geek like Ng Ende seriously, so she has no pressure in vetoing.

Even if Wu Ende wanted to ask for an explanation, he couldn't find her now and could only find her subordinate Chen Sha.

No matter how good-tempered Wu Ende was, he couldn't help but get angry when he saw Chen Sha's statement.

"Okay then, I'll go find Robert." Wu Ende suppressed his anger, got up and left.

"Of course you can go find Robert, but I have to remind you that Robert is angry because of the "Chat Bar" incident. If you must find him, I won't stop you." Chen Sha leaned back in her chair and spread her hands with a proud attitude.

After hearing what Chen Sha said, Wu Ende did hesitate for a moment.

These past few days have indeed been a turbulent time for Qianxun. First, it was revealed that the hemophilia bar had been sold to a medical institution, and later more disease "chat bars" that were sold were exposed, forcing the boss to show up and apologize.

No, I believe Robert still supports me.

After returning to the office, Wu Ende thought it over and sent an email to his boss.

He himself didn't notice that in just a year and a half, his way of thinking and behavior had changed dramatically.

If it were in the past, he would not have thought so much and would have directly sent an email to make his request.

Although Qianxun's boss never expressed dissatisfaction to him for this, he didn't know when he started to be timid before doing things. He started to consider the wording and expression, and even the timing of sending emails to his superiors.

Who has a good relationship with whom, who is a sworn enemy of whom, will sending this email offend anyone, who is the boss's man, who is the boss's wife's man, will who veto the boss's decision after notifying the boss's wife...

After the email was sent, Ng Ende didn’t see the reply from his boss until the next day.

"Madeline supports the decision of the Strategic Investment Department, and I also support Madeline's decision. There is no need to mention this matter again."

The names of some companies in the book were changed, and the English names of the characters were also changed.

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(End of this chapter)