C9 How Come There's More

How come there's more in chapter 3?

"Alright, alright. Liao Mingbo, Shui Ruhua, give me your address. I'll go and see them this Saturday. " He didn't want to chat with these dead people anymore. For dead people, the most they would do was to feel sad about the past. It was boring.

Liao Mingbo and Shui Ruhua immediately told him their address. Lau Yuru thought for a while and also told him her father's address. If there was a chance, she would invite Chung Yongchao to take a look. As for Ling Shengtian, she didn't say anything. It seemed like he really didn't care about what happened before he died.

"Are you satisfied with the house you live in?" Chung Yongchao looked at the strange lead boxes that he had created and asked.

"I am not satisfied with it. There is a place for me to live anyway. It's good that I won't die immediately. " Shui Ruhua said.

"Although I can't see it, I think the thing you made won't be any better. Just listen to what you said. You will know after using 150 large lead pendants. " Lau Yuru said with some sarcasm.

"Brother Yongchao, to be honest, we are really grateful to you for letting us live after we die. " Ling Shengtian said.

"But right now, we only trust you, and we can only trust you. Although we know that you're the only one living here, we don't know when. . . Someone will come here as well. If we conveniently throw away these seemingly useless lead boxes. . . I'm afraid we are finished. Although there are lead boxes here. . . We might not die, but no one can speak up for us. If we communicate with this world, we might as well die. " Ling Shengtian said slowly. As an excellent entrepreneur, he thought far ahead of others.

"Then what should we do?" Chung Yongchao admired this IT celebrity.

"Now it seems that the space we need is not big. I just don't know if you have a way to create a smaller space. Maybe you can try again. " Ling Shengtian continued.

"So what if it's smaller? The smaller the lead box, isn't it easier for people to think that it's useless and throw it away?" Chung Yongchao remembered that his mother would still come here. Looking at the mess in the room, he was afraid that she would really clean it up for him. And these lead boxes looked like trash.

"It would be best if you could wear them on your body. That way, we can be at ease. " Ling Shengtian said.

"Damn, such a small thing, I can't make it. " Chung Yongchao immediately gave up when he thought of the troublesome mold.

"I can help you! This is not very difficult for me. " Liao Mingbo called out.

"It is naturally not difficult for you, but it is too difficult for me. " Chung Yongchao replied. As an architect, it might be very easy for him to make a mold, but he was not an architect.

"I have an idea, but. . . " Ling Shengtian hesitated.

"What idea?" Lau Yuru quickly asked. It seemed she did not want Chung Yongchao to keep her at home too often. After all, it was not safe for these four souls.

"I just need a lot of money. I am very rich, but I cannot bring it with me now. " Ling Shengtian said in distress.

"Oh! That's right. I wonder how much money you have now. Maybe I can help you earn a lot of money in a short period of time. This shouldn't be too difficult. " Ling Shengtian said happily. He was a big entrepreneur, and he was the best at making money.

"Money? I have money, say it! What should I do? " Chung Yongchao felt a little sad. What he lacked the most was not money. It was a goal in life, a friend. It was rare for him to have four friends who wholeheartedly relied on him. Even if they were just Soul Waves, Chung Yongchao hoped that he could help them as much as possible.

"Oh! Then it will be much easier. It might cost a lot of money. " Ling Shengtian did not seem to believe that a high school student like Chung Yongchao would have money.

"Just say it! I will try my best. "

"Alright, take these lead boxes with you. Of course, you have to leave four for us. As long as you bring the largest, it should be enough. Find the largest gold shop, an ordinary large gold shop. They all have their own artisans, and their craftsmanship in making small accessories is very outstanding. You want them to make small jewelry that you can wear, and add a few more spaces inside. Then use gold to wrap it outside, and this way. . . We can't see anything from the outside, but we can also be with you at any time. " Ling Shengtian said slowly.

"It is a good idea. I will help you design the design. " Liao Mingbo said excitedly.

"Alright, let's do it this way!" It was impossible for these souls to know what they were thinking. This made Chung Yongchao feel a lot more relaxed, and he could also sincerely make friends with these four Soul Waves.

After a long time, Chung Yongchao finally drew a picture under Liao Mingbo's instructions.

This was a necklace. The pendant was a model of a passenger plane. It could create 24 small independent spaces, Chung Yongchao knew. This was a very high requirement for the craftsmanship of the craftsman. Each space only had a very small exit. It allowed them to communicate with him. According to Lau Yuru, The closer they got to his head, the easier it was for them to communicate with him.

Originally, Liao Mingbo wanted to design an earring for him, but Chung Yongchao firmly disagreed. He was still a student, so he didn't want to be the first to stand out. If it was an earring, he was afraid that once he went to school, his teacher would take it away. Besides the earring, the necklace was the closest to his head.

"Okay, it's too late. I have to sleep. I still have to go to school tomorrow. After school in the afternoon, I will go and do this. By the way, are you guys bored living here?" Chung Yongchao asked. He did not know if Soul Waves could also have some entertainment.

"Then what can we do? We're just Soul Waves. But when there's nothing else, the four of us can chat. Anyway, we don't need to sleep. " Shui Ruhua said. For a girl with all kinds of tricks, this kind of lifeless state really made her very unhappy.

"If you need anything, you can tell me. I am so poor that I only have money. " Chung Yongchao said self-deprecatingly.

Chung Yongchao wanted to lie down and sleep. He had been too busy at home these few days, and he was too nervous. He had a good rest in class, but suddenly his back was stabbed a few times, as if someone in the backseat was calling him.

Chung Yongchao still lied down and asked without turning his head, "What is it?"

"Why didn't you come to class yesterday?" A clear female voice asked.

Chung Yongchao did not remember the name of the girl sitting in front of him and did not bother to think about it. He just casually replied, "I was preparing for the Olympic Games next year at home. " As he spoke, he closed his eyes.