I Carry a Game World With Me

Before long, Nex arrived at a location in Boya Central City with a few of his men.

The Xuanfeng Alliance had agreed to let Yasna open a branch in Boya.

After Yasna started her job in Wind Capital, Xuanfeng Bank constructed a branch in Boya Central City with incredible speed.

Nex led his men into the Xuanfeng Bank branch.

At almost the same time, in Wind Manor, Lu Feng—who was having tea with Baguda and Yang Ming—received a message from Xiaozhi.

"Master, that man Nex has taken his people to the Xuanfeng Bank Boya Center Branch. He must be there to deal with that black money."

Hearing this, Lu Feng stood up immediately. After a quick word with the others, he headed upstairs.

Although Baguda and Yang Ming were curious, they didn’t ask any questions.

They knew something must be up.

Once upstairs, Lu Feng immediately instructed Xiaozhi, "Monitor their black money now. If anyone tries to trace it over the network, block them. Also, find out the full story behind this money."

After Nex had raised the issue before, he had also asked Xiaozhi to monitor for related information.

Unfortunately, Xiaozhi hadn’t been able to find out the money’s origin this time. After all, even an AI has its limits.

Xiaozhi had been unable to trace Nex’s black money because he had been extremely careful. Nex hadn’t used his own ID, or any related documents or communication devices. He hadn’t even handled the funds himself and had only communicated with his contacts offline.

Besides, there was far too much black money in the world.

Xiaozhi couldn’t possibly determine which sum of black money belonged to Nex when there were no traces left behind.

It just went to show how secretly Nex had acquired this money.

This also proved it was purely black money. One misstep could have a huge impact on Nex and his people.

"Understood, Master," Xiaozhi replied at once.

Meanwhile, Nex had entered the bank and requested to handle a special transaction.

He and his men were led into an office.

A moment later, a dedicated manager appeared.

He was a middle-aged man, and one look was enough to see the shrewdness in his eyes.

It was as if the eyes of those in the financial world were perpetually illuminated by the glint of money.

"Gentlemen, are you the ones who wish to conduct a special channel transaction?" the manager asked with a broad smile as he entered the office. "By the way, my name is Rick. I’m the vice president of this branch, and I specialize in handling funds from... special channels."

Nex immediately explained, "I have a sum of money that I want to transfer into Xuanfeng Bank through a discreet method and channel. The kind that ensures no one finds out about it."

Hearing this, Rick went straight to a nearby safe, pulled out a form, and handed it to Nex’s group. "Please fill this out first. Also, I must inform you beforehand that for this kind of process, our bank charges a 20% service fee."

The reason he’d accepted Xuanfeng Bank’s job offer and traveled all the way from Germany to work for the Xuanfeng Alliance wasn’t just because Xuanfeng Bank had replaced Rui Shi Bank.

This service fee was also a very important factor.

A 20% fee might seem high, but for many people, Xuanfeng Bank was now the best choice for their funds since it had supplanted Rui Shi Bank.

And when you added up all those 20% fees, it would certainly provide Xuanfeng Bank with a terrifyingly large stream of capital.

Of course, the most important thing was that a portion of that 20% was his commission, as well as a bonus for others at the bank.

He would receive the largest cut.

It was his guarantee for a mansion, beautiful women, and luxury cars.

Nex took the form and began looking it over with his men. It was a list of questions.

"Are these funds entirely black money? Yes / No?"

"Are these funds being monitored by any particular powers? Yes / No?"

"Are there any potential future complications with these funds? Yes / No?"

"..."

"What is the approximate amount of your funds? Please fill in the rough figure!"

Looking at the questions, Nex couldn’t help but admire Xuanfeng Bank’s professionalism. They had seemingly listed every possible scenario.

Nex and his men filled out the questionnaire item by item and handed it back to Rick.

Rick took the form and read it over. When he saw the final amount, he immediately picked up the phone and made a call.

A moment later, a woman walked in.

Rick then said to Nex, "Gentlemen, the amount of your funds is substantial. Please follow this lady to apply for one of our Xuanfeng Bank Exclusive VIP cards."

Nex’s group didn’t waste any time and followed the woman out.

After they left, Rick immediately picked up his phone, made another call, and began to report the situation.

Orders had come down from the higher-ups long ago, stating that these gentlemen would be coming to conduct this type of business.

「Soon.」

Nex and his men returned. Rick had already gathered the relevant personnel and began helping them transfer their black money into Xuanfeng Bank.

Even Rick had to admit that Nex’s group had kept this money incredibly well hidden.

「At the same time.」

Back in Wind Manor, Xiaozhi reported to Lu Feng, "Master, Xuanfeng Bank has begun to move Nex’s black money. Moreover, I have already figured out the full story behind it."

"It’s a combination of funds Nex hid during his time with the Soli Pirates, the ransom paid by that financial magnate, and some of that magnate’s own illicit funds. It’s a significant amount, totaling two billion USD."

That was indeed a substantial sum.

Lu Feng then asked Xiaozhi, "Someone is tracing these funds, right?"

Xiaozhi replied, "Master, someone is indeed tracing them. However, they won’t be able to find anything. In fact, I can even make them take the fall for it and earn Master some extra cash on the side."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the globe, a team in an FBI office was staring intently at their screens.

To the outside world, the shocking incident where the Soli Pirates had killed their hostage was over, concluded with the pirates’ destruction.

But they knew the matter was far from over.

The financial group knew the killer was still at large. The magnate’s illicit funds had also been touched. So, they had pulled strings and even donated a large sum of money to the FBI to keep the investigation going.

Their magnate being killed had damaged the consortium’s prestige. No matter what, the killer had to pay the price.

And once they dealt with the killer, the magnate’s illicit funds would be theirs.

Two billion USD was a very large sum of money.

They had been monitoring day in and day out, and today, they had finally caught the target’s tail.

"Find this person now!" a supervisor ordered urgently.

The agents worked furiously, reporting as they went:

"Target is detected moving funds through various global financial channels!"

"I’ve found another stream of black money! Should I flag it?"

"Flag it!"

"Found another one!"

"Is this guy showing us a directory of black money channels? I’ve found another stream over here."

"Me too. Another sum of black money is on the move. I’ve flagged it."

"..."

The supervisor was rather surprised.

Black money operations on this scale were usually very secretive. Even for the FBI, it was difficult to trace them from scratch without prior intel.

Who would have thought that while tracking this one guy, they would stumble upon so many other instances of black money?

Later, they could sift through them and see which funds had weaker backing—ones they could make a move on.

But for now, their priority was to trace the original funds and catch the person the financial group wanted.

But just as they reached a critical moment in their pursuit of the funds, the entire team was left dumbfounded.

"We lost the target’s trail."

"It’s gone. We can’t trace the funds at all anymore."

"Damn it, how could this happen?"

"..."

A series of frustrated voices filled the room.

The supervisor’s expression changed instantly. How could it just vanish into thin air?

A sum of money moving through the network should always leave a trace; it couldn’t just vanish. He immediately had his team investigate, but to his horror, the funds were truly gone.

Completely untraceable.

"Don’t tell anyone we lost the funds, especially not the people from the financial group," the supervisor immediately warned.

The others nodded. They understood why.

Then, the supervisor said coldly, "Investigate those other black money streams we just found. See what’s going on with them. If any are ripe for the picking, you know what to do."

The team members naturally understood and nodded at once.

This wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this.

But when they took action, everyone was dumbfounded once again, crying out in shock.

"What’s going on with these funds?"

"What the hell happened in just these few moments?"

"Am I not awake yet? Or has the internet just become something I can’t understand anymore?"