The next morning.

Chen Ze and Marcusi drove directly to downtown Dallas and found the agency that Marcusi mentioned yesterday.

The intermediary was an old man in his sixties. After his introduction, the two contacted a large construction team of hundreds of people in the local area.

The construction team was building a building in Dallas at this time, but the building project was coming to an end. On the phone, the person in charge of the construction team had a brief talk with Chen Ze, and planned to go directly to the ranch in a few days, and the two sides would negotiate the corresponding matters in person.

Three days later, the head of the construction team came to the ranch...

"Mr. Chen, I didn't make it clear on the phone that day. Today I have time to talk in person."

The person in charge was Criver Roy, who was wearing a formal suit, and was only in his forties and looked very capable.

The two of them came to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Chen Ze asked and then made him a cup of coffee.

"Thanks……"

Chen Ze sat opposite him, and Roy stopped a sip of coffee before looking at Chen Ze and said, "Mr. Chen, did you say on the phone that day that day that you wanted to build a manor, right?"

"Yes."

Chen Ze nodded, changed the laptop on the coffee table and placed it in front of him, and said, "Mr. Roy, you can take a look. There is a simple design drawing I drew."

Roy put down his coffee and looked at the computer screen, while Chen Ze continued: "The manor I want to build will not be too big, about 2,500 square meters."

"I'm going to build it into a square enclosed building, leaving two three-meter-wide entrances in front and back, and a fountain and garden in the middle. The floors don't need to be too high, about five or six floors are enough."

After listening to Chen Ze's introduction, Roy couldn't help but look at Chen Ze in surprise. He had been in Texas for so long, but he hadn't seen anyone building a manor in such a small ranch.

This is not the kind of super-large farm that can attract some foreign tourists. Why do you build a manor and have so many rooms empty? Is it used to waste it?

In this regard, he can only say: Chinese people, thieves can play!

"Mr. Chen, the design and drawing are good."

But after thinking about it, Roy did not reveal it. After praising Chen Ze, he said, "To be honest, the architectural structure is very simple, and any construction team can be completed, but I want to ask, do you have any other requirements besides these?"

"There is only one, I hope to build two basements of more than 500 square meters underground in the manor."

"basement?"

Although Roy could not understand Chen Ze's idea at all, the customer's request was everything. He smiled and nodded, "No problem, it can be done."

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it is difficult to understand to build a manor and basement in such a small ranch, but for Chen Ze, it is a must.

The manor and basement are to find a suitable place for future wizard cultivation. In Chen Ze's mind, even the two subsequent advancements of the wizard apprenticeship will cause considerable movements and some magical changes.

There is no force enough to compete with the world's major powers, and Chen Zeke doesn't want outsiders to discover his secrets.

After Roy agreed, Chen Ze negotiated with him about the construction materials and advance payment. After both parties were satisfied, Roy stood up and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Chen, I will go back and draft a contract. We will sign the contract tomorrow. After the city's project is completed, I will bring the engineering team here immediately."

"OK."

Chen Ze stood up and shook hands with him, and said, "I'll wait for you to come tomorrow."

…………

The next day, after Chen Ze and Roy signed a contract and left one copy each, they immediately transferred the advance payment to his account.

After more than half a month, Roy notified Chen Ze in advance, and the next day he brought a construction team of hundreds of people and a large number of building materials to the ranch.

After handing over the perfect design drawings to the engineer, Chen Ze spent most of his time in the house, except for looking at the process every few days.

Occasionally, when I have free time, I will have a video and chat with Hao Chan, who is far away in China.

During this period, he also contacted several crystal dealers in Dallas, spent millions of dollars to purchase tens of thousands of magical crystal rough stones from them, and began to build the third element inscription.

Time passes day by day...

When it was mid-May, two empty basements were completely completed, and the square manor foundation was basically laid, and everything was going on in an orderly manner, but at this time...

However, the old cowboy, Marcus Coury, gradually felt a lot of doubts and a little fear in her heart.

That night, after the construction team left, Chen Ze, who had not shown up for several days, finally went downstairs to have supper with him.

However, while eating, Marcusi looked obviously absent-minded, and from the corner of his eyes he looked at Chen Ze, who was sitting opposite him from time to time.

Two months after this new rancher named Chen Ze came, Marcusi felt more and more that he was extremely abnormal.

So far, he has never heard of any rancher who bought the ranch and did not raise cattle but instead specially found someone to build a manor.

Of course, after being used to hearing the legends of the Chinese rich people over the years, Marcus could barely understand it. He thought that it was nothing more than a prodigal second-generation rich man who had nothing to do and ran to America to find fun.

However, this idea was completely overturned by himself not long after...

Although it is abnormal to build a manor, it is reasonable for those rich second generations to say that, but the signs Marcus found later were not only abnormal, but...

It's enough to call it weird!

During the first week when Chen Ze arrived at the ranch, he would eat one or two meals a day. At that time, Marcusi felt that what he had made was not his taste, so he didn't think much about it.

But later, Chen Ze ate less and less, from one meal a day to one meal two or three days, and even now he only goes downstairs to have a meal a week.

The most important thing is that every time Marcus sees Chen Ze, he does not notice any sign of being thin.

Therefore, Marcusi also felt a little scared from the beginning when she realized something was wrong.

Looking at Chen Ze's current appearance, Marcusi felt that he should not starve to death. What he was really afraid of was...

This new rancher wouldn't be something strange!

Thinking that every time Chen Ze returned to the upper floor, he would specifically tell him not to let anyone go upstairs, even he himself was no exception, and...

Regardless of day and night, every time he passes down Chen Ze's building, Marcusi will feel an inexplicable palpitations.

These days, Marcusi has had terrible speculations more than once.

At this time when we were having dinner, some thoughts that made him tremble.

After glanced at Chen Ze for a few times, Marcusi stopped looking at him, but lowered his head and ate the fried steak and salad in front of him.

After finishing the dinner, he folded the plate and was about to get up and leave, Marcusi couldn't help but tremble suddenly as soon as he looked up, and he saw...

I saw Chen Ze, who was sitting opposite him, staring at him with a smile!

Marcusi only felt that Chen Ze's eyes were like an abyss, and that smile also had an inexplicable strangeness.

"Macurry..."

Chen Ze met his eyes and said with a smile: "You seem a little scared?"

Marcusi swallowed without responding.

Chen Ze put down the knife and fork in his hand, got up and walked towards the stairs, and said, "Clean the tableware later. Come up with me and I have something to tell you."

After saying that, Chen Ze's body disappeared into the darkness.

"Go upstairs? Something to say?"

Marcusi looked straight at the corner of the dark stairs, subconsciously picked up the pipe on the table and lit it, and took a deep breath, calming his panic a little.

In an instant, countless ideological struggles emerged in my mind, and finally...

Marcusi gritted her teeth and stepped forward over the dining table.

…………

Going up the stairs, the furniture on the second floor was still like Marcusi's impression, but when he arrived at the third floor, a faint blue fluorescence on the ground instantly hit his eyes, and the fluorescence...

Chen Ze, whose body turned hazy, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and his light voice came into Macuri's ears.

"Macury, do you crave strength?"
Chapter completed!