Day 4 Military Visit and the Mini Me shares

*Pow!* The pistol fired off. In a few moments, it clattered onto the table. Zhuo Tinhao fell back onto his chair in fear. His people moving far away with only Wei Ziqing and Biao not moving away.

"It tingles!" Rexford felt exhilarated as the bullet fell from his forehead down to his palm. He was not sure it would work without taking a lot of damage. "Hehehe.. ahahahaha! That was absolutely fun! Should get a bigger gun to try?!"

"No!" Wei Ziqing shouted. "Just get the money and let's go! You still have to treat my grandfather!"

"Aww, such a party pooper." Rexford shrugged as he settled down. Strands of Black and Gold qi swirled into him. His need for violence completely going away. Almost like a bad itch was scratched just now. "Enough time to go shopping anyway."

The bullet was tossed into his mouth as he ate it. It took only a few chews before it completely broke apart. That solved the question about eating metal.

"Sir we heard a gunshot, is everything ok?!" A few security guards rushed in to see what was going on. Their response time was pretty good. Seeing their boss completely spooked did not make the situation easier. "Brother Biao.. what is going on?"

"Nothing.. just stand down. Brother Hao was just messing around is all." Biao responded pretty quickly. Wei Ziquing was ushering Rexford out the door. "I will go with him getting the details for what he is looking for in the area, just get the money and things should be fine. I hope."

"Yeah.. the money." Zhuo Tinhao snapped his fingers after a few minutes. The funds were put into a suitcase a sent to be given to them before they left the property. "Where..where did the gun go?"

No one noticed Rexford swiped it and put it inside his Internal Space. After all, fighting with fists and kicks was fun and all, but guns were just so ingrained inside him that he wouldn't give up on them.

Besides, a gun turned into a magic tool would go a long way to taking out cultivators who thought them useless.

The late night and the next day were spent helping Biao, Wei Ziqing, her cousins of the 3rd generation, and finding out the places to hit first for Zhuo Tinhao.

Getting his laptop setup helped a lot with organizing different places to go to in the city. He already tracked down several jewelry stores, antique shops, cheap properties as well as haunted locations.

The biggest thing was that he purchased a few landfills and had Wei Ziqing working on zoning permits. She covered the cost in exchange to learn pill making. The long process was not for her after trying twice.

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The following Day-

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The next morning, Xiao Qi picked up Rexford and Biao. Old Wei not wanting to wait until the evening.

Biao spent the previous night just meditating to help work through his anger and get over the insanity of what he saw. Working for Zhuo Tinhao for the last 10 years proved he could follow orders really well. But also meant he accumulated a lot of stress and anxiety over the years.

A good soldier. A good bodyguard for the future.

'So this is Jiangbei Military sanatorium.. how massive.' Rexford admired the architecture as they moved. 'Man Hector would kill to see this place. Need to get a tour later for I can sketch it for him. Good present for when I meet up in the future.'

"You like the place?" Biao asked in a whisper.

"Yeah. Have a friend who got me into architecture a bit. Just the way things are built interest me as well."

In the room they were heading to, Wei Fu and Wei Ziqing were waiting. Having a few discussions still about what happened at the karaoke place and how Ziqing handled the situation with her family members.

"Greetings Rexford." Ziqing said calmly. Wei Fu gave a salute reciting one in return. "Everyone is doing fine and training has gotten better. Even grandpa is breathing and moving better."

"That is good." Rexford pulled out a scroll he prepared this morning while training. It was a technique to complement the Wei Family's skill as well as fix the problems it had. "A show of good faith Ziqing."

Wei Ziqing read it over understanding a good bit of it due to her new accomplishments. But all the same, she passes it to her grandfather who had a better understanding of the family's martial art.

"This..." Wei Fu felt his heart clench in joy. Looking at his grandaughter then to Rexford he didn't know how to proceed. Just putting it away until he could speak with her alone as well as his son. "Thank you for your great kindness, Master Rexford. I will never forget it."

"We are allies, I can do this much." Rexford looked him over eyes glowing. The old man followed the orders well from what he could tell. "Healthy eating habits to heal a broken body, your family technique hurt the lungs to much and it only got worse over time. The pills should help make up for the lost training all these years from pushing yourself."

"The elders mention this but it was worth the risk. Any Inner Strength Technique was worth the risk all these years. Surely you can understand?" Wei Fu wrapped up his parchment that was worked on before they entered. "Given time, we can figure out how to completely take care of it and make it a full legacy for our clan."

"With the other ingredients brought over, I have finished after working most of the night." Rexford raised his hand releasing two boxes. Inside were over a million Spirit Enhancing Pills. With 500 of the Vortex Spirit Enhancing Pills. The volume matching what he thought was a good ratio. A portion left for himself and those he trained. 'Little mini me has gotten rid of at least 2/3 of it though. I wonder what those pills will taste like when done?'

A good portion of the pills he planned to put into a man-made lake to create a qi spring. If ht found a good place to make a lake that is.

"This is a great boon to the Wei Family and the country as a whole. Please accept this." Wei Fu passed over a check. Rexford took it politely and stored it away. "The boxes.. can we keep them?"

"Yeah. But it'll only work for one who has taken the pills so I suggest keep it to yourself."

"I can hand this over with a good conscience." Wei Fu pulled out a set of keys. "This is a gift from me personally. The top-level house, Yunwu Villa. It was a gift from the richest man of Chuzhuo given to me by my son."

"I thank you. I will use it well." Rexford wouldn't say no to a nice house. Plus the open place that surrounded the area would help even further. "I will place it as the training location of the Ansatsuken. Have to make a dojo sign and a roster list later."

"Hmm?" Wei Fu hummed questioningly. "Who is this by the way?"

"He is the first student of mine." Rexford grinned. Then something came to mind. "Oh, since the martial circles do not know of me, mind setting something up to help me qualify officially?"

"I will get that in order." Wei Ziiqing said. "A few competitions and the like need to be done. That should be no problem. Just.. don't show off to much."

"No promises." Rexford could not promise that as he found a way to stop his qi flow for short moments. It was the best way to train those weaker than him as well as fight with out causing trouble. "As long as know one throat punches me we won't have a problem."

"Haa, for the last time it was an accident." Wei Ziqing rubbed her temple annoyed. "How was I suppose to know you touched me there by accident with he way you act?"

"Well training is training, personal preference is everything else." Rexford's eyebrow twitched. "I told you to be mindful of someone grabbing you there and flipping you. If you do it again.. I will break an arm." His eyes slightly warning as he spoke. Not caring about their location as a factor.

"It won't happen again." Wei Ziqing knew she was at fault. Especially considering she throat punched him after the session ended and he was helping her up. "With that thick neck, I doubt you felt anything."

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Yunwu Villa-

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Rexford and Biao made sure to solve things at the gate and register them befor moving in and out of the place. After checking the rooms and selecting one for themselves each, it was about time to spar a little more.

*Bring! Bring!* Rexford's phone went off.

"Hold on." Answering it, it was Ranran. 'What could she possibly want right now?'

"My mom said you were alright but I had to check for myself." Ranran was on her bed laid back feeling an odd sensation. Her thoughts drifting to Rexford the last few days. "I.. I want to invite you to dinner. Zhang Mengmeng and Xu Rongfei wanted to apologize for not helping the situation before."

"I don't really care. Since I was able to set up a business deal out of it, as well as get a great work out I am all good." Rexford moved towards the door checking some inscription patterns over. The number of protection setups the original Chen Fan knew was crazy. He just lacked the imagination to use them in different ways. "I will come if I am able to bring people. If not, tell them I am busy."

"That is not a problem." Ranran wonder who he would bring. Was it the girl who mother said the phone he used or was it someone else? "What are their names so.."

"Just put down three guests." Rexford cut her off. He had more important matters to attend to currently. "You caught me at a bad time, oh..." Picking a few of the pictures of the place he snapped earlier, he sent them to Aunty Tang. ".. tell your mother to check her phone to."

*Boop!* The phone was hung up and put away. Biao was waiting to start the spar. Only slightly nervous considering this was off-putting with the experience gap as cultivators.

The spar was beneficial for Biao more than Rexford in the physical sense. But A change in his cultivation was defintely worth it for Rexford. The two said goodnight and went to their separate rooms.

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Mini-Me-

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Rexford was making pills with one hand and reading with another. Since he was in Asia, it was a lot easier to read stuff online than it was in the states.

The book was on rock cutting, a gambling business for most but not someone with his eyes.

"Huh!?" Rexford felt himself pulled into his Internal Space. The Mini version of him was shaking. "Well I don't feel a change so.."

As if his words were the trigger, Rexford was overcome with pain. He blacked out in an instant.

Sometime later, a voice called out to him. It sounded very much like his own. With a muddled brain, he was greeted by the mini him actually moving and talking.

"Well.. that.. was unpleasant."

"Yeah.. it really sucked." The mini said. "So we should get our bearings for we can talk."

"Uh uh.." Rexford leaned back on the grass looking up. The golden black light from the Black Gold Vortex looked brighter but also further away somehow. Along to the side, revealed the internal space had increased to about a 50x50. "The grass feels so real."

"It is real." The mini floated in the air around him. "It is natural life produced from the qi refined by the vortex. We need to never let anyone know about this."

"Huh, who in the world would I possibly tell?" Rexford asked bothered. His face went to the grass sniffing it. "It smells so.. earthy. Is this because I ate the dirt and all that?"

"Yes. But if others knew you could do this, it would be a disaster." The mini was very serious and the feelings transmitted to Rexford. "

"When I had to compress and refined all the information when taking over.. it went into you I take it? All the excess I couldn't store right?"

"Yes. It was a good move and leaves us with such potential to grow. Enough that Destiny is more willing to let things be. Which is good considering our friends are very... volatile and in bad situations."

"So you are talking to it Destiny.. that can not be good." Rexford was was worried that the information regarding his friends would send him off the deep end. 'Ask about them later, no need to do so now.' But the mini knew the fear he had and quickly solved it.

"It was only to inquire about plans for us. Nothing terrible. In fact news about the others as a gift." The mini passed the information over mentally. "Payment for what needs to change for the next Dimension. No, we are not leaving now, it is for later."

"Haa, Hector is in his next Dimension already. Cannot believe his progress. The fact he looks like Hector from Fire Emblem is funny. But it suits him. But Richard and Valencia are in Dragonball.. which is just odd. How did they get there exactly?" The gold rim around his eyes dimmed down. "I feel... like I just got back from shore duty! What the hell?!"

"Grow stronger and find out. That was very draining for us." The mini version didn't look bad off at all. "The process of blending the different Cultivations have finished. With out creating to much of a strain on our mind."

"You know I will barely pay attention to that technical stuff. Bad for business that way." Rexford shrugged at ... well himself. "Keep getting stronger, keep getting money, and try not to die until I see them all again. It is the only thing I need to do for the long term. The short term, however.. need to enjoy life and make.. well Agents."

"I know." The mini rolled its eyes. "That brings up the next thing, name change from Chen like we have been thinking. It is useless overall and will be bad for businesses to keep it. Destiny has set a name for us and will help change things on a Deity level in regards to it. Mentioning it since it is in the works already."

"Gonna be a weird name, I just know it." Rexford looked at the silhouettes in the Internal Space. "Explain these more to me. Do not share it, just explain it." Talking to himself felt better than just the impartation from himself. "So the pills thing you are doing as well."

"Well, the pills are improving to be of better use. Thus me breaking the others down to make a better one." The mini floated over to the silhouettes. "These are the people who are agents. The primary person is always in front to show the strength of their status to us. Those behind are just that.. an extension of them as an Agent."

"If the person dies.. then what?" Rexford looked over the silhouette of Biao. Noticing it was more detailed than Wei Ziqing's already. "That is just odd."

"Then they die. If the silhouette is completely finished they their soul will come here to the Internal Space." The mini floated over to Biao's silhoette. "Then we have the choice to return them to life or.. consume them. Not all Agents deserve another chance. That's what Agent Tan taught us."

"That is true..." Rexford had a sad look remembering the old man. One of his teachers that didn't survive to see him make something of himself. ".. always said to cut weak links. But to consume them, that is defintely making sure not to waste nothing."

"Correct."

"What the hell is up with the Gold Qi and Black qi I have been seeing?"

"That is not qi." The mini shook it's head fast. "That is something worse."

"Well... spill it."