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!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
