Chapter 111.1: Undead Cultural Arts
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 111.1: Undead Cultural Arts

Earth time, November 5, an ordinary Monday.

Yang Qiu returned to Earth, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and, as usual, sat down in front of his computer to check his emails.

It had only been three days (Earth time) since he sent the deposit, and "Director Lu" had already delivered all the road construction equipment.

All of it was large-scale machinery, so it couldn't be delivered to the suburban cottage where Yang Qiu lived. "Director Lu" directly sent him the address of a civilian warehouse outside the city and had the keys delivered by local express, instructing him to pick it up himself.

After having a bowl of noodles nearby, Yang Qiu obtained the keys from a courier locker in the vicinity and immediately called a ride-hailing service to the warehouse.

Right now, he was still using the identity he had previously purchased online. "OtherWorld" had been open for a month now, and even the "beta" had completed a full month. It was impossible that the authorities hadn't uncovered the truth of this purchased identity. But since they were intentionally turning a blind eye, Yang Qiu saw no need to delve into conspiracy theories.

On arrival, Yang Qiu indeed found that the warehouse arranged by "Director Lu," which originally belonged to a certain agricultural machinery factory, was unexpectedly quiet. There wasn't any ambush nor surveillance, and when Yang Qiu scanned the area with his mental field, the largest living creatures within a kilometer radius were no bigger than mice. Even the security guards that were supposed to be watching the warehouse had been cleared out in advance.

"Cooperation is all about trust for it to go the distance!" Yang Qiu praised "Director Lu," whose true identity he still didn't yet know, and confidently entered the warehouse.

Moments after the warehouse door was closed, all signals from the wiretaps and cameras set up by professionals inside the warehouse were cut.

Half an hour later, Yang Qiu strode out from the converted civilian rental warehouse empty-handed, hailed

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