Nanako's eyes widened instantly, and she swiftly turned around, counting on her fingers while muttering to herself.
"One is 2000, two is 4000, three is 5000... Nanako earns 100 gold coins a month, deducting 20% tax leaves 70 gold coins. I give my disciple 5 gold coins as pocket money, and after other expenses, I can save 10 gold coins each month..."
"The repair fee for the Mage Tower is 200 gold coins, crashing into Grandpa Andrew's Mage Tower costs 400 gold coins, and damaging the trial grounds equipment is 1000 gold coins..."
Nanako murmured, "Nanako won't be in debt anymore..."
Meanwhile, Elina and her mage team were also wide-eyed, whispering among themselves.
Lynn pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.
All he could hear repeatedly were two words.
Poverty!!
The King of Secret Source swallowed hard and asked softly,
"Is your master really that poor?"
Lynn sighed, smiling meaningfully,
"Poor? But they’re considered middle-income in this world. A farmer earns less than twenty silver coins a month, a small craftsman earns around 1 gold coin, and even the better-paid industrial workers make at most 3 gold coins a month..."
"Do you still think we’re poor now?"
The King of Secret Source was left speechless.
He glanced at the priceless crystals and then at the scattered, luxurious Holy Church garments on the ground.
For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
Seeing the girls still hesitating and worrying,
Lynn smiled faintly.
He then took out a crystal and strode towards the large white pigs, saying,
"Alright, alright, everyone. If you can’t make up your minds, why not just ask the parties involved?"
Everyone was stunned.
Then they saw Lynn squatting in front of two large white pigs engaged in some activity, speaking gently,
"Brothers, do you still need these crystals?"
One of the pigs angrily snorted, "Oink—oink—"
Lynn turned back, saying seriously, "They said they don’t need them anymore, so we can take them."
The pigs: "!!!"
Everyone else: "???"
The pig wailed, "Oink—oink oink—"
Lynn turned back, "He said they’ll always be pigs now, so they don’t need these worldly possessions anymore."
The pigs (ΩДΩ): "Oink—oink oink oink—"
Lynn smiled humbly, pointing at them, "He’s thanking us, actually."
The pigs (ΩДΩ): "!!!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What kind of absurd operation was this? Could a normal person even come up with something like this?
...
About ten minutes later.
All the girls were blushing, heads down, each carrying a large bundle on their backs.
As they walked, the bundles jingled, and no one knew what was inside.
Nanako also widened her eyes, using the brim of her large witch hat to shield her gaze, feeling as if she had done something wrong as she walked ahead.
Glancing at Lynn’s nonchalant expression, Nanako whispered,
"Disciple, is... is this really okay? Taking so much stuff, Master’s heart is pounding, like I’ve done something wrong. My chest feels tight..."
Lynn said, "Chest tight? Should I help massage it for you?"
Nanako shook her head, "This isn’t about massaging..."
"..."
*Thwack—*
Nanako angrily hugged her chest, steam puffing from her head, cheeks puffed as she stomped ahead.
Meanwhile, a bump had formed on Lynn’s head, steam rising from it.
The King of Secret Source laughed heartily, "Hahahaha—"
*Thud—*
"Huh? Mr. Rein, what’s wrong?! Why did you faint?!"
"Mr. Rein, are you okay? Don’t scare us!"
"Mr. Rein, wake up!!"
Soon.
The group cautiously ventured deeper into the massive ruins.
As they went further in,
they soon saw a long passageway leading downward in the depths of the ruins.
Nanako opened her big blue eyes wide, alert,
"Everyone, stay sharp! We’re going in. If you notice anything unusual, warn everyone immediately! Understood?!"
"Yes, Lady Nanako!" the girls shouted.
Soon.
They followed the ancient, winding passageway, descending deeper underground.
Along the way, apart from scattered rubble, they encountered no major obstacles.
After walking for about ten minutes, the view suddenly opened up.
A massive underground hall appeared before them.
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The walls were densely engraved with countless cryptic runes, and broken chains were scattered across the floor. An indescribably ancient aura filled the air.
"Is this..." Elina muttered, "The ruins of the King of Secret Source?"
A mage girl quickly approached the runes, pulling out various archaeological tools from her ring to carefully dust them off.
"These runes seem to be some kind of ancient sealing array..." the girl murmured, engrossed in her study,
"I think I’ve seen these characters somewhere before, maybe in some religious scriptures..."
"The language of the gods."
At these words, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.
The girl frowned slightly, "But it’s strange. These runes seem to have been active not long ago. The energy fluctuations haven’t dissipated yet..."
[Of course they haven’t dissipated →_→, since the seal here was broken less than a day ago.]
[But is that what we’re focusing on now? Of course not! What we care about is what useful things we can find here!]
Then he glanced aside.
The King of Secret Source stood not far away, arms crossed, whistling a light tune, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.
Lynn hesitated.
[But something’s off!]
[From his expression, he doesn’t seem worried about his home being ransacked!]
[And throughout this journey, his escape has been half-hearted. Is he really not afraid I’ll clean him out?]
Lynn hesitated, then walked up with a smile, patting his shoulder,
"Mr. Rein, do you have any insights to share?"
The King of Secret Source glared at him, then elegantly smiled,
"This ruin indeed holds great research value. It seems something was once sealed here. I don’t know why the seal disappeared, but since it’s a sealing site, there probably wouldn’t be anything valuable left."
"Is that so?"
Lynn looked around with interest.
In an instant.
An imperceptible energy wave emanated from Lynn’s body, enveloping the entire volcano.
The King of Secret Source shuddered.
Damn it!!
Lynn, you bastard!
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
You’re going too far!
You’re really taking this seriously, huh?!
You’ve truly lost your humanity!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
