Chapter 34: A Grand Harvest

Xiao Qichen did not hesitate to gift all the chests to Ning Yun.

"Open them as you please."

Tsk, the tone sounded just like someone tossing a bank card at her and saying, "Spend it however you want!"

Even with Ning Yun’s level-one log cabin, there was no way to lay out all the chests at once. She could only retrieve five from her inventory at a time. It had been a while since she last opened any, and she felt a bit rusty. She rubbed her hands together, pressed her palms in prayer, and began to mumble under her breath.

"And then?" A thousand grain shops, each costing six hundred ink gold per month, totaled an expenditure of six hundred ink jade. Fortunately, it didn't sound quite as agonizing as she had feared. Bi Wen sighed to himself; true enough, poverty stifles ambition, as even a dignified crown prince was now reduced to counting pennies on his fingers.

The group swarmed the wolf king, launching a massacre. Within three or four minutes, the boss's health bar was depleted, and with a final howl, it collapsed to the ground, dead.

Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Chuan had completely lost consciousness. Even as he faded, he didn't forget to raise a middle finger, while the faint sound of the old man’s cursing echoed in his ears.

Recalling his black spear, the exhausted King of Black Spears looked up at the sky and lit a cigarette.

"Brother Zhan Yu, save your dungeon attempts for our guild tomorrow! I’ll pay you to run it—one thousand gold for a Death Mode clear, how about it? Plus, any gear that drops that you can use, you get priority!" Chi Lianhuo sent a private message.

But he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. Qin Chuan lay flat on the ground, supporting his body with his hands and feet. At the same time, the tip of his tail transformed into a massive blade, which he swung wildly to attack the two ancient hunters.

As long as the price was right, this mercenary group would work for you, letting you slap your guild’s name—or your own—onto the record for a dungeon's first clear.

The Sinister Avatar shook its head, having never ceased its assault, yet the barrier of the magic circle remained completely unmoved.

The crowd looked at one another, stunned by the sheer intensity of the aura. The young man called "Deer" finally snapped out of his daze after a long moment, muttering distractedly to the group, "Maybe it really is possible, who knows?" But as soon as he saw the odd expressions on everyone’s faces, he immediately regretted saying it.

He decided that if he didn't squeeze a heavy price out of the Golden Palace of Heaven this time, there was no way he would ever return the item.

Eventually, after several tests and screenings by the bandits, a few individuals with high resistance to this illusory state were selected. The high command grouped them together and sent them into the phantom military fortress, setting off toward Angnuo and the others who were stabilizing reality.

Watching Wang Xin’s expectant gaze, Ming Qiu nodded, then shook his head. Wang Xin was so overwhelmed with excitement that he completely missed the moment Ming Qiu shook his head.

A mountain god with a face full of flab appeared on the screen; Ye Mo felt a surge of intense dislike the moment he saw him.

I was pondering how to get rid of this deity while sitting on a swing, teasing Er Dan, stealing glances at the god every now and then.

To everyone's surprise, when Han Yuzhou and Ye Lichen opened the door, ready to head to the amusement park, they found Hu Eryue still waiting at her doorstep. Ye Lichen rolled her eyes at him but said nothing.

It was just that effortless—he had managed to reach this level; one had to admit that the streamer here was truly terrifying.

Instead, he used his advanced technical skills to sign low-priced agreements with other partner companies and defraud them of their funds. Once the money was secured, he would dissolve these shell companies and flee, leaving most people unable to track him down.

The reason they said this was, first, because of their friendship with the Anbang Kingdom, and second, because of the intense confidence in Ye Mo's eyes as he spoke—a kind of confidence they had never seen in anyone else. And so, they chose to trust Ye Mo.