Blue and White Society

  Chapter 50 Mortal Fate

   Waking up in the middle of the night, Mo Poor couldn't sleep, especially when he had a nightmare.

  Stayed up until dawn, he got up to wash his face, and gradually everyone got up to eat.

   On the yacht, enjoying the bright sunshine and warm sea breeze, eating seafood and drinking wine, after playing all day, he even forgot what he dreamed about last night.

   At night, however, he fell asleep in his bed and fell into that dream again.

   And… a sequel.

   This time it sank directly from a place of more than a thousand meters in the sea, and the water pressure was so great that it drove Mo Poor crazy.

  At this depth, the surface of the sea is just a blurred vista with faint light, and he is falling madly in the darkness.

  The lungs were empty from the beginning, filled with seawater.

  Mo Poor rolled his eyes, struggling and sinking in this pain.

  Until he exhaled on the bed, shattering the dream.

   Waking up in the middle of the night again, Mo Poor was speechless.

  The dream continued, he also had it when he was a child, but he didn't expect the nightmare to continue.

   After being dazed for a while, he fell asleep again.

   However, the third episode came, and he continued to sink from the place where he ended last time, until he sank to more than 2,000 meters before his dream collapsed again.

  After Mo Poor woke up, he checked the time and only two minutes had passed.

   That is to say, he dreamed almost as soon as he fell asleep, and woke up again as soon as he dreamed.

  Mo Poor couldn't help but walked to the living room, took a cigarette from the table and smoked it.

   "Tsk, that's not right..."

   "Is it related to my interruption of the dream?"

  Continuing the dream made a three-in-one series, which made him feel a little bit wrong. After thinking about it, he just wondered if it was related to his forced use of real material to collapse the dream. Maybe the dream interrupted by this method will continue?

   Unable to figure it out, he went back to sleep after smoking.

   As a result, this happened repeatedly throughout the night, until after the ninth nightmare was shattered, when he fell asleep again, he finally slept until dawn and slept peacefully without dreams.

  In the morning, Mo Poor wandered out of the bedroom. Zhang He saw his sluggish face while eating, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

  Mo Poor shook his head and said, "Nightmare..."

   "What did you dream about?" Zhang He asked.

   "Drowning..."

   Zhang He smiled and said, "It's normal to have this kind of dream at sea."

   "But I did it for two days in a row..." Mo Poor said, he hasn't said yet, he has done it nine times in a row, like a series, the last time, it may have sunk to a depth of five kilometers, but it still hasn't bottomed out.

   "Uh... I can't explain things like dreams. If you have the same dream, you can try to check Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams. It might be a sign." Zhang He said.

  Mo Poor used Zhang He's network card to check, and there were really signs of dreaming about drowning.

   "Dreaming about being drowned means loss of life and property. But if you dream about being rescued, it means you will improve your status and enter the ranks of wealth and prestige." Mo Qiong read.

  Zhang He laughed and said, "It's okay, have you been rescued?"

Mo Poor said: "Not only was I not rescued, I even felt that I would not drown. It seemed that I had sunk to a depth of several thousand meters. Neither the water pressure nor the long-term lack of oxygen killed me. However, I deeply understood With the pressure of the deep sea and the pain of suffocation..."

  He told the horror of his nightmare, that the pain of drowning continued to torment him.

  People can’t sink to a few thousand meters and are still alive, and they may die even a few hundred meters.

   But in the dream, it seemed that he could not drown anyway. There was no air in his lungs, and the water pressure was enough to crush him, and his internal organs were squeezed out.

   But no, these phenomena did not appear, he just felt the pain of fear and rivalry in the deep sea.

   Zhang He didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he turned to Duke Zhou's Interpretation of Dreams again.

  Suddenly said: "Look, dreaming about drowning may also mean that you are under great pressure. Subconsciously, you hope to use **** and love to relieve the current pressure."

  Mo Poor said speechlessly: "What does drowning have to do with sex?"

   "It's written on it, it's okay, I will take you to see the world when I go back." Zhang He said.

  Mo Poor shook his head and said, "No need."

  He finally fell asleep peacefully and didn’t have any more dreams. He probably won’t have this dream again. Thinking about it, even if he resumed his dream because of the interruption of his ability, it wouldn’t be possible to continue it all the time.

   Sure enough, another night passed, and he slept peacefully. The nightmare of drowning in the deep sea never reappeared.

   After several days of such harmony, their ship was finally going to dock.

   Zhang He has done all the notifications and other matters related to returning to Hong Kong.

  The extra money on the ship was all caught by Zhang He on the high seas. As a navigator who discovered treasures, he will gain a certain degree of fame.

   During the docking application, Jang Hyuk didn't hide anything on board, except for the crown.

  The crown was taken over by a ship sent by Xiaokun’s family long before it docked. Historically, it was directly separated from other treasures and became something that appeared under other channels.

  …

  After landing on the shore, Zhang He arranged Mo Poor to a five-star hotel.

   "Take a good rest, I have something to do when I go home, I will pick you up tonight to play." Zhang He said.

   Mo Poor was speechless, but he really wouldn't leave for a while.

   It is estimated that I will hang out with Zhang He and the others these days, after all, I haven't got a dime yet.

   It's not that he can't transfer money, but he agreed to play for a few days after going ashore, and it's not easy for him to part ways with others as soon as he goes ashore.

  After Zhang He left, he lay on the bed and reckoned that his little broken boat was about to reach the bottom of the harbor.

  But he is not going to fish it, if it is broken, it will be broken, and let it be used as the seabed positioning of Xiamen Port.

  In the evening, Zhang He drove a white Citroen sports car to pick him up.

   Go straight to a top local entertainment club.

   "What are you doing?" Mo Poor said.

   Zhang He smiled and said, "You can do whatever you want."

  Mo Poor raised his eyebrows and said, "You guys just play this when you go ashore?"

   "Cut, it's boring." Zhang He shook his head.

  Mo Poor said: "Then why are you here? Don't say it's for me, I have no interest."

  Zhang He smiled and said: "Let me tell you, this is not an ordinary entertainment club, the annual membership fee alone is tens of millions."

   "I'll go! Don't ask me to apply for a card here, I haven't got a dime yet." Mo Poor said hastily.

Zhang He pursed his lips and said, "What are you panicking about? Do you know why it is so expensive? This clubhouse is top-notch in terms of service and decoration, but it is not worth 10 million annual membership fees. The real attraction is that it sits here. Very clever physicist.”

   "Master?" Mo Poor looked confused.

Zhang He said: "Yes, give him a face-to-face, and he will know the general life of this person, and he can also tell his future fortune. What he does is very accurate. My old man often comes to him for divination. Good or bad."

  Mo Poor smiled and said, "Are you fooling me?"

Zhang He shook his head and said: "It's not fooling around. He is really capable. He never said things that can be explained both positive and negative. He once directly asserted that a certain rich man was going to go bankrupt, but the other party put pressure on the boss in a rage. Tell that physicist to go away. Later, the boss withstood the pressure, but within a month, the rich man really went bankrupt."

   "Later, this entertainment club became bigger and bigger. It is said that the boss only relied on his help to rise in just three months. Today, 50% of the big figures in Xiamen and Hong Kong have established membership here."

  Mo Poor nodded and said: "Then you should be really capable. Such things as face-to-face fortune-telling have existed since ancient times, and I would rather believe it."

   "That's right, aren't you having nightmares? If you don't want to find a woman, you can find him to interpret your dreams." Zhang He said.

  Mo Poor was stunned for a moment, a little moved, he was just dreaming, but Zhang He really took it seriously.

   The two walked into the clubhouse, accompanied by beautiful women along the way, and they didn't even have to open the door by themselves.

   Zhang He rushed to the beauty leading the way and said, "Is Master Yan there?"

   "Yes, the master will be here on weekends, but there are already VIP appointments, and the master will not be available after nine o'clock." The beauty said softly.

   Zhang He looked at the time, it was 8:40, and hurriedly said: "Then take me there quickly, just take a look at it for a while, and I will naturally withdraw when it arrives. By the way, tell him that I will bring a friend."

  The beauty said that she wanted to ask first, and after a while, she came over and said, "Master agrees."

   "Then let's go." Zhang He pulled Mo Poor, and soon came to an elegant quiet room.

   After entering, Mo Poor was taken aback. He saw a young man about the same age as Zhang He, wearing a pair of sunglasses, sitting at the table waiting for them.

  Zhang He is six years older than Mo Poong, and only twenty-six. This physiognomy is much younger than he imagined.

   "Don't look at the master's young age, ability has nothing to do with age, I still don't believe that he wants to be really childlike and immortal." Seeing Mo Qiong's surprise, Zhang He explained softly.

   Mo Qiong is speechless, what kind of logic is this?

   "Xiao Zhang, please sit down, I have some distinguished guests for a while, so I can't chat with you for too long." Master Yan said.

  He is the same age as Zhang He, but he is called Xiao Zhang. Hearing this, Mo Poor can't help but feel that this physiognomy is putting on a show.

  Zhang He pulled Mo Qiong to sit opposite Master Yan, and did not mention Mo Qiong directly, but first asked: "Master, last time you said that I will meet a noble person in the near future, how long will it be?"

  Master Yan stared at Zhang He for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have met the greatest noble person in your life."

   "Who is that?" Zhang Hexi said.

   "Don't ask such questions, you just need to know that he is the most worthy person in your life." Master Yan said mysteriously.

  Zhang He knew that although the master was accurate, he never explained things clearly. However, being able to tell whether the consequences of an event are good or bad, and what kind of changes will happen, for many people, it is already of great benefit.

   "Then I can always tell you when I met you. The last time I asked you to see it was two months ago. I have met too many people in the past two months..." Zhang He said.

  Master Yan smiled and said, "I just met this week."

   "This week?" Zhang He and Mo Qiong were taken aback at the same time, and then looked at each other.

  They were all at sea this week, and Zhang He didn't know anyone else. He was the only new friend he met.

  Zhang He laughed immediately, he also felt that Mo Qiong was a nobleman, not only his nobleman, but also the nobleman of Xiao Kun and others. It's only been a few days since he boarded his boat, and everyone has made two or three hundred million together, not counting the crown.

  Why didn’t you encounter so many good things when you went to sea before? Isn't this a nobleman?

   "Accurate! So accurate! Haha, master, I have indeed met a noble person. Is the most worthwhile friend in my life? I know who it is!" Zhang He laughed.

  Master Yan also smiled and said: "It's good to know, the distinguished guest I reserved is coming soon..."

   "Wait a minute, Master, show me my friend too." Zhang He pointed at Mo Poor.

  Master Yan looked at Mo Poor and said: "The family is poor, and the fate, um... Zhang He, you should know the rules. If you are not a member here, one question is one million, he..."

   "One million is no problem, he can afford it...Master, why are you going around, isn't he the nobleman you mentioned? Take a closer look." Zhang He said.

  However, Master Yan shook his head and said: "He can't afford it unless you help him, but I want to remind you that he is not your nobleman."

  Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "Why isn't he? It must be him."

   "It can't be him, you have to think about it." Master Yan said.

  Zhang He looked confused, still thinking? This week he met Mo Poor.

  Mo Poor smiled and said, "Forget it."

  Zhang He said: "No, I gave the master the money. Take a closer look, how could he not be my nobleman?"

Master Yan said: "He is only a student for the time being, and his studies are good, but that's all. He will work part-time for a lifetime, and his savings will not exceed one million. I can tell if he is your noble person. If I say no, I will definitely not. You go back and think about it."

  Zhang He was anxious, he stood up and said: "Wrong! Absolutely wrong, you said that his savings in this life will not exceed one million?"

   "That's right, I can't be wrong." Master Yan said confidently.

  Zhang He said with a swollen face: "Nonsense, Xiao Kun bought his things, and for this item alone, he will give him seven million. I didn't expect the master to be wrong, and you are just like that."

  Master Yan was startled, and hurriedly took a closer look at Mo Poor, but after looking at it for a long time, he still asked, "Did you get the seven million?"

  Mo Qiong was startled, shook his head and said, "Not yet."

  Master Yan immediately said with the original expression: "That's it, you still don't have it. I won't be wrong, you can't get the seven million, and your savings in this life will not exceed one million."

  Mo Poor blinked, but said nothing.

  Zhang He was completely anxious. He blushed and shouted: "Nonsense, he has something worth 30 million consignments with us. What do you mean? You mean I want to blackmail my brother's money?"

  He was really angry. Master Yan didn't know what his words meant, but Zhang He knew that he and Xiao Kun would definitely give money.

   "Brother, we will never blackmail your money. Even if Xiaokun is shameless, I will pay all the money." Zhang He said seriously.

  Mo Poor smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I didn't say that you would blackmail my money, don't worry, just listen to this kind of words, don't take it seriously."

   "Yes, thanks to the fact that I believed him so much before, he turned out to be a liar." Zhang He stared.

  Master Yan was a little angry when he heard this, but he held back and sneered: "Believe it or not, I still have distinguished guests, please leave."

   "Leave? You still want to cheat others? Tell me clearly today, if you don't know clearly, then don't mess around!" Zhang He said domineeringly.

Master Yan frowned and said, "Ha, didn't I make it clear enough? He has an ordinary life, works part-time all his life, and his savings will not exceed one million. Is it clear enough? I don't care if you or anyone will give him seven million... There's no way he's going to get that money."

  Zhang He was shocked, yes, even if Xiao Kun gave the money, what if Mo Qiong died after getting the money?

   "You said my brother would die?" Zhang He said in shock.

  Master Yan said impatiently: "No matter what the reason is, even if the bank breaks down and he goes out here to die, he will never get the money!"

"Ding…"

  Mo Poor took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said, "Stop arguing, Zhang He, the money has arrived, seven million."

   "..." Master Yan trembled and almost slipped from the chair.

  …

   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)