I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 After Senator Maynard’s butler bid farewell, Sifa boarded the carriage he rented and left with his servant and bodyguard.

　　 He found out that Maynard was in an abnormal situation, but did not intend to take any action. This congressman is not insignificant in Tingen, and there should be Extraordinary protection by his side, so he doesn't worry about it.

　　 Besides, he is just a Sequence 8, just like Kyle said. In the mysterious world, the Extraordinary of Sequence 8 is only located at the bottom.

　　In this class, if it is not necessary, don't take risks.

　　 Living is more important than anything else.

　　 After returning to the hotel, Sifa drafted a telegram to convey the thoughts and suggestions of Congressman Maynard to Bison via telegram.

　　 so that he knows that he is serious about working in Tingen.

　　 In addition, there will be a cocktail party in the equestrian club at night, and it happens to use this cocktail party to develop Tingen's social network. After the telegram was written, it was handed over to Matthew to deal with it, and Sifa began to prepare for the reception.

The time of the 　　 cocktail party is 8 o'clock, originally in accordance with social etiquette, Xifa should be a few minutes later. But this is a reception held by the club, not a private banquet, so you don’t have to be late.

　　 And, there is no need to prepare gifts.

　　 So in the evening, Xifa arrived at the club 10 minutes early and took the valet into the lobby. Gru, as a bodyguard, waited outside.

　　 In the hall, the gentlemen who were attending the banquet tonight have arrived one after another. Most of them knew each other, and they were greeting each other, Xifa didn't move up, it would be impolite on the one hand, and the price would be a bit lower on the other hand.

　　 Anyway, the cocktail party will be held until at least 10 o'clock tonight, and there is time for him to meet new friends.

　　 "Isn't this Mr. Sifa?" A slightly old but energetic voice rang.

　　 Xifa turned around and saw a gentleman walking towards him with a smile. This gentleman has white spots in his black hair, wearing glasses, and an elegant temperament.

　　Sifah was very impressed with him because he is Luke Bruce, and even more because he is a major shareholder of the ‘Carrier Pigeon Telegraph Company’.

　　 "Good evening, Mr. Luke, I am glad to see you again."

　　 Xifa proactively stretched out his hand and greeted with a smile.

　　 After shook hands with Xifa, the gentleman seemed not in a hurry to leave, and smiled and said, "Last time I heard Miss Gunes say that Mr. Xifa only came to Tingen recently?"

　　 Xifa slightly chin his head, smiling unchanged: "Yes, my father asked me to come to Tingen to visit some friends on his behalf. By the way, I hope to find a good investment opportunity in Tingen."

"Oh?"

　　 Luke had a courteous smile on his face: "I don't know which industry Mr. Sifa is interested in. Now everyone is looking at the banking, steel, rubber and other industries. Well, I heard that the railway is also good."

　　 The corner of Sifa’s mouth rose slightly, and said in a confident posture: “The era in the future will be the era of information. I pay more attention to the development of the information industry. I think our telegraph technology is mature enough today.”

　　 "On this basis, we should be able to further upgrade this technology."

　　 Luke, whose main business is the Telegraph Company, immediately showed an expression of concern: "Technology upgrade?"

Xifa nodded: "Yes, the appearance of the telegram has allowed us to transmit information quickly to distant places. Then why don't we take a longer-term view? If there is a technology that can realize remote instantaneous communication, would it be more important? convenient?"

　　 "The most important thing is that no one has made this investment yet. The first person to eat crabs will be able to dominate this big cake in the future to the greatest extent."

　　 Luke's eyes flickered, obviously a little moved: "Mr. Xifa's vision is very advanced and shocking at the same time."

　　 He asked in a low voice: "But this kind of preliminary research requires a large investment of funds. I don't know how much Mr. Sifa intends to invest in this area?"

　　 Saifa boldly said: "According to my budget, it is at least 10,000 pounds in the early stage. I am currently looking for partners and technical personnel. I believe that soon, I will start to invest in research."

　　 Luke nodded: "As far as talent is concerned, I have some ideas. That's good. After a few days, I will finish my work and visit Mr. Sifa."

　　 "I am very interested in your idea."

"no problem."

　　 At this time, there was a whisper full of envy from the door, and Xifa was also attracted. Looking at the door, it turned out that a couple of men and women came in.

　　 The man is not too young, his waist is already bloated and plumped, the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes and forehead are not shallow or deep, and his hair appears thin.

　　 Next to him was a young woman holding his hand. This woman looked very young in every way. Her skin is delicate and shiny, as if soaked in milk. She should have dyed long golden wavy hair that makes her look more mature than her actual age.

　　 She has bright brown eyes and a smile on her face, but like an actor on stage, she has a sense of alienation, as if wearing a mask.

　　 "The rumors are indeed true."

　　 Mr. Luke, who was standing next to him, laughed: "Our police chief, Mr. Pelt, actually pursued Miss Pamela from the Red Maple Theater."

　　 He added a little to Sifa: "Miss Pamela is one of the most popular actresses in the theater~www.readwn.com~ I am also her admirer. I gave her flowers for her performance last month."

　　 Hearing the words, Xifa kept smiling and refused to comment.

After the 　　 cocktail party, Xifa returned to the hotel, changed into a ‘duke’, took the extra materials bought at the Dragon Bar, and went to the Elk Pub.

　　 He walked into the lobby of the Hunter Club and saw Cronwell, who was saved by himself last night.

　　 The arbitrator was drinking alone on a sofa, and when he saw Sifa, he stood up. When Xifa passed by, he smiled and said, "Thank you very much for what happened last night, Mr. Duke."

　　 Sifa made a voice from the iron mask: "Do you have amnesia? Otherwise, how could you have forgotten it? You already thanked you last night."

　　 Kronwell was stunned obviously. Before he could respond, Sifa had already walked to the bar. He had to shook his head slightly and sat back.

　　 Sit down on the high chair at the bar, Sifa looked at Mr. Parker who seemed to be a machine and said, "I have a clue about the Sea Snake Party."

　　 The old man took out a notebook and prepared to record it.

　　 "Theresa, red-haired, with a double-headed sea snake tattoo on her body, is a cadre of this gang. And, it may be an extraordinary."

　　Old Parker quickly took notes, and said: "This clue is worth 40 pounds. Do you receive the bounty now, or is it a weekly end? A monthly end?"

　　 "By the way, do you have a bearer account? If not, I suggest you do one."

　　 40 pounds is not much for West France. He does not intend to settle the settlement for the time being, and he has followed the old man’s suggestion to open an anonymous bank account.

　　 He put an iron box on the stage: "I have some materials here, I want to sell it in the trading house."