The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician-Chapter 550 - 289: If Sister Feels She’s Been Cuckolded

"Modifying entries?"

Jiang Shu’s heart skipped a beat; he also remembered the real reason he had invited Du Yuyi.

He had meant to modify entries, but after he stood her up that night, Du Yuyi disappeared, and the matter had been left unresolved.

Now, it could be put back on the agenda.

"Modify entries? Tonight?" Jiang Shu asked directly, glancing at the time—it wasn’t even ten o’clock yet.

From what Du Yuyi had said, she was now the so-called Forbidden Zone Master, with her help, modifying entries shouldn’t be difficult and wouldn’t take long.

Du Yuyi shook her head and said, "No, not tonight. We have to wait until midnight on Sunday."

"Sunday again?" Jiang Shu blinked, then realized, "Didn’t you say you’re the Forbidden Zone Master? Since when does a master have to wait to enter their own home?"

"This..." Du Yuyi was momentarily at a loss for words, her complexion seeming a bit embarrassed, but she quickly regained her composure, "You might as well think about how much Black Silver you’re willing to trade instead."

After some thought, Jiang Shu considered that he hadn’t used much Black Silver for a long time; adding up the odd bits, he had about four kilograms in total—an amount that would convert into a considerable sum of Feather Coin.

Of course, although he was short on cash, he wasn’t about to exchange such a priceless commodity for money.

Compared to treasures like Black Silver, money was the basest of things, especially since he had a need for Black Silver himself.

Not to mention, Black Silver itself was like a bug in Lonely City, an explanation for all that was illogical.

Except for him, a Magician.

Jiang Shu did not reveal his bargaining chips; instead, he asked Du Yuyi, "How much do you need?"

"As much as you have," replied Du Yuyi, squinting her eyes like a lazy cat, "You’re not from the Research Sequence, nor are you a Key Master. What do you need so much Black Silver for?"

"It doesn’t depreciate; it’s good to collect," Jiang Shu responded, not mentioning his wife was from the Research Sequence and that his team included a Key Master.

Well, though they hadn’t asked him for Black Silver.

Liu Tingruo naturally didn’t need any; a wealthy woman like her could accidentally drop enough Black Silver through her fingers to be a frightening amount for Jiang Shu.

White Eagle, as a high-tech company, had its own stable sources of Black Silver.

But now Black Silver production had stopped, which should affect White Eagle to some extent.

He hadn’t heard Liu Tingruo mention it, though; he could casually inquire the next time they chatted, as he had no other way to learn about the Black Silver market.

The Black Silver market and the market for entry memory USB drives had always been akin to a black market—or at least distant from the ordinary people of Lonely City.

For ordinary people like Jiang Shu, without asking insiders, there was no way to know.

"Forget it, forget it, I don’t have the time to chat about this. I’ve exhausted all my Black Silver, so hand over whatever you have; I’m in a hurry." Suddenly, Du Yuyi stopped pretending and laid bare her dire straits.

Jiang Shu laughed; if that were the case, he was even happier.

For someone neutral like Du Yuyi, playing the relationship card meant that her stance in the future would lean towards Jiang Shu, and a person like her would certainly not accept his help without repaying in some way.

In other words, after this favor for Du Yuyi, she would definitely repay him, and not just equally—more so.

A Tarot Master like Du Yuyi, with her grasp of many Mysterious abilities, would undoubtedly be of great assistance to Jiang Shu; that was without question.

"I will repay you the Black Silver, it’s just going to take some time. As compensation, I’ll charge you cost price for any question in the future, including the modification of entries," Du Yuyi threw out her bargaining chip, "Besides, I can grant you three requests within my capabilities."

"It sounds like I’d have a hard time refusing," Jiang Shu stroked his chin but didn’t immediately agree.

"Then hurry up and agree, and go give me the Black Silver," Du Yuyi seemed to understand Jiang Shu’s hesitant bargaining, suddenly frowning in irritation, "I’ve made enough concessions. Stop wasting my time; without more Black Silver, I won’t even be able to maintain this youthful appearance."

At that moment, the tall and thin servant that had disappeared into the shadows emerged again, bowing politely before advising, "My dear Miss, please maintain your dignity. Remember, you’re not one of those women who swear at others on the streets."

"Shut up, get lost," Du Yuyi glared at it and scolded.

"Of course, my Miss," the servant maintained the same smile as before, slowly retreated back into the darkness, and returned to being silent as if it were a statue with a grotesque appearance.

"Alright then, since you’re insisting, I suppose I can begrudgingly agree," Jiang Shu smiled again—he had never intended to refuse.

To him, Black Silver was merely an external possession, even an elusive one; he did not need it urgently, so giving it to Du Yuyi to help in her urgent time of need was not an issue.

Moreover, he had always been curious about that entry modification.

To what extent could it be modified?

What were the principles and rules?

What benefits could it bring him?