Chapter 192
byChapter 192: A Day Filled with Eighty Thousand
“The original talent of Abundant Wealth begins the assessment…”
“July’s wealth is positively correlated.”
“The God of Wealth’s expenses have significantly increased.”
“Assessment result: The God of Wealth is in a period of leveling up and requires a portion of wealth to flow in.”
“Wealth +80,000.”
“God of Wealth, a day filled with eighty thousand wealth is indeed a beautiful day!”
“Wealth Source Value: 480,000.”
Su Wen stared at the additional eighty thousand wealth, slightly taken aback.
Is this the talent of Abundant Wealth?
After absorbing the fortune within Ao Xiu, did that template of the destined child transform into visible wealth?
The first day of every month is the day when the talent of Abundant Wealth distributes wealth?
Hmm… it’s like getting paid?
Does Abundant Wealth pay this God of Wealth, so then the God of Wealth can distribute wealth to others?
It feels a bit strange, but it also seems to make sense.
After all, it wouldn’t be reasonable for the God of Wealth to have no income channels, right?
“Abundant Wealth, this talent truly lives up to its name,” Su Wen chuckled softly, thinking to himself.
He had initially thought that once the talent of Abundant Wealth awakened, his fortune would follow.
Is the God of Wealth in charge of the world’s fortunes, but turns out to be an unlucky fellow?
What kind of logic is that?
Lost in thought, Su Wen walked out of the office and sent his recent work results to the military personnel, asking them to help him with the printing issues of the martial arts books.
Then he sat back down at his workstation and opened the Thermos that sat on his desk.
The front of the Thermos had cute, stylized fonts and logos of the God of Martial Arts.
After rinsing it out with hot water, Su Wen concentrated and used the power of energy and blood to disinfect the Thermos and evaporate the moisture.
Hot water disinfects, but is there anything more thorough than the power of energy and blood?
“The God of Theater drinks Goji Berry Tea every day; it must be pretty good, right?”
Su Wen walked over to the God of Theater’s workstation and casually grabbed a bag of the special Goji Berry Tea.
After pouring hot water to steep it, he sat back down at his workstation and drank the tea, staring blankly.
“Sometimes it’s nice to clear the mind and leisurely gaze at the ceiling…”
Su Wen took a sip of the Goji Berry Tea and murmured softly.
“Ha ha ha!”
Suddenly, a strange and peculiar laughter echoed from nearby.
Su Wen twitched the corner of his mouth; he didn’t even need to listen closely to know who it was.
In the organization, who else would use such a weird laugh to make their presence known?
“God of Martial Arts, I’ve reached king level!”
Fighting God appeared in front of Su Wen, holding a long spear with his robe fluttering in the wind. At first glance, anyone would think he was a strikingly handsome and valiant young general.
But paired with the excited, odd laughter coming from Fighting God, the scene became somewhat bizarre.
“You’ve been fighting for days, yet your clothes… are so clean?”
Su Wen looked at Fighting God and asked softly.
Fighting God chuckled, “After I advanced to king level, I took a bath and changed my clothes before coming over.”
Su Wen fell silent upon hearing this; as expected of him!
He couldn’t help but wonder how Fighting God, who only knew how to fight, managed to keep his clothes clean during battle.
With Fighting God’s reckless fighting style, how could he possibly spare any energy to protect his clothing during fights?
Moreover, the clothes Fighting God wore seemed to be just ordinary magical garments, right?
“By the way, let me tell you something.”
Su Wen smiled and said, “When the God of Theater returns, we’ve got a surprise ready for you.”
Fighting God’s eyes widened in excitement.
A surprise?
He had experienced the surprises from the God of Martial Arts before!
One surprise had saved Star God twenty years of detours!
On the path of cultivation, there are many roads leading to Rome, but with the help of the God of Martial Arts, Star God had reached Rome twenty years ahead of time.
That’s impressive!
Indeed, with his connection to the God of Martial Arts, such good fortune would surely not be forgotten!
Thinking this, Fighting God couldn’t help but break into a silly grin.
He had just advanced to king level, and now the God of Martial Arts was preparing a surprise for him.
Wow, that’s fantastic!
“Great, I’m looking forward to your surprise!”
Fighting God beamed, excited about what was to come.
“Just hope you won’t be scared when the time comes,” Su Wen thoughtfully warned.
After all, he couldn’t let Fighting God know about the plan to beat him beforehand.
What if he ran away?
Of course, Fighting God’s sphere should still be given, but only after the fight is over.
How could he ignore the request from the sub-timelines of Fighting God?
Besides, even though Fighting God had struck him multiple times, supposedly for his own good, he might not hold back if it meant doing something beneficial for Fighting God.
With the God of Theater and Star God present, and given Fighting God’s incredible recovery ability, what could possibly go wrong?
Everyone would happily finish this task and then focus on growing stronger. Wouldn’t that be a win-win for everyone?
“Then let the surprise hit even harder!”
Fighting God laughed, his grin widening as he spoke.
Was his surprise really going to be that big?
Even the God of Martial Arts hadn’t said anything like this during Star God’s twenty years of insights.
Could there be an even greater surprise in store?
As expected of his brother, the God of Martial Arts!
“Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease,” Su Wen said softly, looking at Fighting God.
Though he could tell Fighting God had misunderstood, he had already tried to drop a subtle hint.
If Fighting God didn’t pick up on it, that wasn’t his fault.
After all, it was the urgent request from the sub-timelines of Fighting God.
“Brother of the God of Martial Arts, trust me, I’ve broken through to king level, and my laws have awakened.”
Fighting God looked at Su Wen with determination. “I’m growing stronger at a rapid pace.”
“Especially with your help, I think… I might even catch up to Star God.”
“When I arrived, I observed the Starry Array above, and it hasn’t undergone any fundamental changes. So, Star God hasn’t broken through yet, right?”
“He’s at king level, and now I’m at king level too.”
“From this perspective, we’re already standing on equal footing.”
Su Wen: “……”
What are you even saying?
Even without mentioning the twenty years of insights, Star God is at king level nine transformations, isn’t he?
Even if you, Fighting God, are unmatched in combat power and can fight beyond your level, that’s only after reaching Emperor Level.
The strength of an Emperor Level Fighting God has nothing to do with a king level Fighting God!
And you still want to compare yourself to Star God?
But considering Fighting God didn’t realize the difference in value between his sphere of insights and Star God’s, Su Wen decided to stay quiet.
Bringing this up would only be discouraging.
Star God had two hundred thousand, while Fighting God had five thousand?
And didn’t that five thousand just get handed over for free?
It was better not to say it outright. He’d just give Fighting God a look and let him figure it out on his own.
“Actually, you still don’t…”
Su Wen began softly, but halfway through, he suddenly felt a drastic change in the sky above Huaxia.
In the next moment, the blazing sun over the Imperial Capital suddenly darkened.
Then, one after another, phantom stars began to form in the sky, descending and moving into predetermined positions.
Everything unfolded with an overwhelming, grand momentum.
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