Chapter 1834 - 1834 The First Research Institute of the Independent Continent

1834 The First Research Institute of the Independent Continent

Qiao Nian didn’t reply. She just sat there quietly, tapping the table with her finger. Her eyelids were closed as she waited for her to continue.

Wei Ying mustered her courage again and bit her tongue before revealing the person behind the scenes. “Yes, it was someone from the First Research Institute of the Independent Continent who contacted me.”

After she finished speaking, her face was pale and her lips were colorless. It was obvious how nervous and afraid she was.

Wei Ying looked at the girl sitting opposite her. She looked wan and sickly. “I’ve told you everything I know. I don’t know the rest.”

“Sure.”

The girl pushed away the teacup in front of her, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Wei Ying’s heart tightened again. She couldn’t help but call out to her, “Qiao Nian.”

Already at the door, the girl paused but did not turn around.

Wei Ying’s voice trembled as said, “I advise you not to continue investigating. It won’t do you any good. The Independent Continent isn’t as simple as you think. You’ve only followed Elder Nie and the others there once and haven’t even touched the tip of the iceberg. You won’t even know how you died if you go against the Ji family and the First Research Institute.”

That was the number one research institute on the Independent Continent!

It was run by the Ji Family!

Which one of those two was easy to deal with?

Did she think that an ordinary person like her could afford to provoke them?

The girl didn’t answer her. She opened the door and walked away without looking back.

Wei Ying looked at her departing figure and suddenly lost all her strength. She sat paralyzed in her seat and could not recover for a long time.

* * *

Outside.

Qiao Nian didn’t stay in the club any longer.

After walking out, she took out her phone and looked down to check what kind of place the Independent Continent’s First Research Institute was.

She used the black market’s database to check.

Usually, information that was not available on the Internet could be found there.

Unexpectedly, the search results came back blank!

There was no information about the Independent Continent’s First Research Institute. It was as if this institution did not exist. So mysterious.

Qiao Nian’s eyes narrowed as she finally showed a hint of interest.

No information?

Usually, if the black market lacked information, the water was deep indeed.

The First Research Institute of the Independent Continent seemed to be as Wei Ying had said. They were not to be trifled with.

However, she liked to provoke places that were not to be trifled with.

She wanted to see how difficult it was to provoke the Ji family and this Independent Continent’s number one research institute and how deep the waters were!

Qiao Nian walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. She got into the car and said, “City General Hospital.”

Then, she sat in the back seat, lazily took out her phone, found Ji Nan’s profile picture, and sent a message.

[SN: How can I enter the First Research Institute of the Independent Continent?]

Ji Nan called not long after she sent the message.

Qiao Nian found her earphones and plugged them in. Then, she stuffed one of the earphones into her ear and picked up the call. She said lazily, “Hello.”

“How do you know about the First Research Institute? Who did you hear it from?” Ji Nan sounded very serious.

“I just heard it from someone.” Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and didn’t say anything else. “How can I enter this research institute?”

“Why do you want to enter the First Research Institute?” Ji Nan paused, knowing that he probably wouldn’t be able to get anything out of her.

Without waiting for her to answer, he lowered his voice and said, “The conditions for you to enter the First Research Institute are quite harsh. Anyway, you’re coming over tomorrow. I’ll tell you in detail when you get here.”

“Ok.”

Qiao Nian hung up and lowered her eyes to log into the Red Alliance’s software