Chapter 60: The 60th Day of Livestream Selling
And then there was no “then.”
Grand Duchess Elowen obtained the evidence she needed. It was not one-hundred-percent ironclad proof, only something ambiguous and suggestive, but enough for her to stand on the moral high ground. Meanwhile, the staff of Jiangzuo Special Administration Bureau in Huaguo arrived at work first thing in the morning and saw a whole floor of foreigners who had fallen from the sky, their lives and deaths unknown. As for Reinhardt the cat himself…
After successfully doing this whole series of things, moving back and forth across several regions of Blue Star, he even managed to return before Lin Zhao woke up and make him an abundant continental breakfast.
To be honest, this was not much of a challenge. After all, Lin Zhao really did wake up very late.
When Lin Zhao slept all the way until eleven in one go and woke up still wondering whether he should call it breakfast or brunch, the first thing he saw was a table so abundant it seemed freshly brought out of a restaurant kitchen.
There were sweet cream waffles and maple-syrup pancakes, savory Dutch babies, complicated omelets, simple Thuringian sausages and smoked bacon, messy and not very good-looking corned beef mashed potatoes, and delicate pink lingonberry porridge. Everything was there.
Whether edible or not, as long as Reinhardt could make it, he served it up for Lin Zhao. The plating was exquisite, the color combinations were artistically arranged, and even the napkins had been specially folded into crown shapes.
Reinhardt had learned this from a distant relative when he was young. That person had said, “You will use this one day.”
At the time, Reinhardt thought there was something wrong with that person’s brain. As the youngest son of Queen Patricia and the youngest brother of future emperor Anderich, under what circumstances would he ever need the skill of folding napkins?
Now, he only felt that the other party had truly been a forward-looking wise man.
He successfully realized many people’s dream of “a little cat walking into the house and cooking me two dishes.” In fact, he exceeded expectations.
Do not ask how the big cat did it. Big cats always had their ways. Reinhardt himself did not know why he was so obsessed with this matter, but there seemed to be a thought deeply rooted in his mind, something he had cared about for a very, very long time. The kind of thing that made him furious whenever it was mentioned. Was it not just cooking? Who could not do that? Lin Zhao would only eat food he made from now on!
Today, Reinhardt finally fulfilled that obsession.
Lin Zhao, however, knew nothing of this. All he knew was that although it was not the Chinese-style breakfast he liked, this surprise, this very Western style…
Could only be from one person.
Before Lin Zhao could open the communication app to ask Reinhardt, his phone—which, for some reason, was fully charged even though he clearly remembered not charging it before bed—had already been patched up by Elowen on behalf of her troublesome younger brother. While her brother had been busy making breakfast with spiritual power as easily as moving his own arm, she had asked him to prepare a card.
On that white card of suitable size and firm texture, the pattern was outlined in gold thread, the decoration was drawn with laurel leaves, and the words were written in Asa language—Lin Zhao could not understand it, but he had definitely seen it before.
May the ancestors bless you. Wishing you a beautiful morning.
Reinhardt did not know why he had to do this. He only knew that after following the instruction, Lin Zhao really did look happy.
Lady Phone was actually rather useful.
What Lin Zhao thought was: it could only be Lenny.
Although he had not replied to his messages, his friend had not forgotten him. Something had probably happened that he temporarily could not tell him about.
It was fine. Lin Zhao hummed happily. He was a magnanimous person. He did not mind waiting a little longer for his friend.
Lin Zhao was truly very happy, happy enough that he finally had the time to look at the monthly summary report 1114 had sent over.
This was also one of the suggestions made by the expert group full of J-type people after he handed things over to the state. They felt that regularly compiling summary reports on the changes in each plane could help them better grasp the scale of cooperation with every world.
Every week, every month, every quarter. They even had budget plans for the coming year…
In short, Lin Zhao had never had the patience to read these documents that easily reminded him of the days when he had been a corporate ox-horse in a big company. But today he was in such a good mood, and he had nothing else to do, so he might as well read them.
The plan to turn radiation from the wasteland world into cultivation resources was progressing very smoothly and had already reached the end of its first phase. There was no phrase more fitting for the current Kaman than “becoming rich overnight.” But for them now, the most important thing was not that they had money. It was that they finally had land where they could grow food, without worrying about pollution.
The children had completely freed themselves from the protective suits that had trapped most people, but they did not gain much freedom, because Grey was supposedly preparing to imitate Huaguo and implement compulsory education in Kaman. Even Kan Anning agreed.
Gear Town would be the first pilot location.
Grey said that children should do what children of that age ought to do.
Such as studying. And also hating studying.
Whether it was battling wits and courage with knowledge, or battling wits and courage with teachers, in any case, they should grow up happily in school, instead of spending every day in anxiety over where their next meal would come from.
In the Western fantasy world, Farres was still happily praying to their “god.” At the very beginning, Lin Zhao had felt quite pressured. Every time he saw the wish texts recorded by 1114, he would blame himself for not being their omnipotent god at all, and for being unable to fulfill their wishes. He could not bear that kind of expectation.
But life was truly a miraculous thing. Even though Lin Zhao clearly did nothing, the thought that “our god is still alive” alone was enough for many resilient magical beings to find a way forward again.
Just as Arland told Lin Zhao, the god they needed was exactly like him: existing, and doing nothing.
Although the reason for magic’s continuous decline had not yet been found, the society, which had always been stagnant and severely class-solidified, had finally loosened ever so slightly.
It had been hit hard by all kinds of modern food, drink, entertainment, and amusement.
Do not underestimate humanity’s pursuit of enjoyment. Sometimes, that could become a reason for many people to work hard and move forward. Old Engel simply could not understand food properly.
In the cultivation world, the demonic cultivator Lady Hu had successfully entered the management level of the Tianyan Demon Sect. Although she was not yet the top leader, under the expert group’s strategizing, she had defeated two candidates. Miraculously, she had not fallen out with them, but instead united all forces that could be united. By the looks of it, she was about to have a decisive summit battle with the final candidate.
Her greatest daily troubles lately were how to tutor her daughter in homework and how to buy, buy, buy for her contracted pet.
How could there be so many beautiful pet clothes? She did not understand. All she knew was that fortunately, she had money.
Originally, she had only wanted to use the spirit-plant matter to buy herself a ticket into the power circle. Unexpectedly, not only did she gain a voice there, she also gained a continuous income from spirit wine. The demon stones her father had left her finally started to bring returns.
She was now the biggest promoter of mass-producing flying swords, just wanting to see if she could make another big profit.
The beastman world’s Pagar Grassland was also busy with infrastructure construction. It was said that the marmot Wei An had already ridden Simba and found a suitable underground water source. He was preparing to dig a well on the spot and establish a tribe.
Although most animals would migrate, there were still old, weak, sick, and disabled ones left behind.
In past years, they could only leave everything to fate and wait for nature’s survival of the fittest. Whether wild beasts or beastmen, it was all the same. Fate was particularly fair in this regard, and also particularly cruel. But this year, they heard a vulture flying down from the sky bring word from a marmot: no life deserved to be eliminated.
He could not guarantee to all beastmen that he would definitely keep them alive, but he could responsibly say that he would do everything in his power to help everyone endure this dry season.
In any case, no matter what, they would be staying. Between waiting for death and taking a gamble, everyone would of course choose the latter.
Every new friend Lin Zhao had made seemed to be living well. At least for the moment, their daily lives were full, and their futures were full of momentum. Even he himself…
Lin Zhao looked at 1114’s backend in astonishment and realized that he was almost about to gather the enormous transaction amount needed for another upgrade.
What did that mean?
“It means you can finally exchange for the intermediate body repair agent, Zhaozhao! You’re going to be completely cured.” It was 1114’s first time being a system. Although it had no memories of before, it just felt that Lin Zhao was its first host, and more promising than all other systems’ hosts.
One had to know that upgrading system titles became harder each time, growing almost geometrically in demand. For example, if the previous upgrade condition was 512, the next one would be 1024. The further one went, the harder it became to upgrade.
And Lin Zhao was currently level six, “Wealthy Lord of One Region,” and was about to become level seven, “Plane Tycoon.”
This was wonderful. 1114 thought excitedly. This time, there was probably really a chance of salvation.
Salvation?
1114 froze. Save what? The system could not figure it out, but it did not dig deeper. Forget it. If it could not figure it out, then it would set it aside for now. There would always be a chance later. The most important thing right now was:
“Let us congratulate the best host in the whole world! You’re finally going to regain your freedom. From now on, all illnesses will be gone, and no sickness will trouble you again!”
Doo-doo-doo, la-la-la. The celebratory sound effects, voiced by pure AI labor, played one after another from 1114’s speaker system.
This truly was a good thing worth celebrating, and Lin Zhao was very happy too.
Then, on an ordinary afternoon, he upgraded to Plane Tycoon. As the system shop unlocked another layer, Lin Zhao found the intermediate version of the body repair agent he needed—and saw the long, unreal string of zeros in the price column.
“Why doesn’t the Main Brain just go rob someone?” 1114 was the first to let out a piercing shriek. “The beginner version was only 240,000 after the discount!”
If Lin Zhao had to pay this sum himself, then he definitely could not afford it. But his motherland could. In fact, one could even say they would be very willing to help Lin Zhao pay for it. Many people hoped that he could stay healthy at all times even more than Lin Zhao himself did. In fact, this had also been included in the cooperation agreement Lin Xiang had negotiated for his brother.
And considering the astonishing recovery effects of the body repair liquid, this deal was still worth it.
But Lin Zhao, who lived like an ordinary household man, still felt that it was far too expensive.
Until Reinhardt’s fluffy big head forced its way over. He always liked pressing close to Lin Zhao like this, for no particular reason. He just loved the feeling of the two of them being together. He looked at Lin Zhao and the annoying 1114 without understanding, tilted his head, and did not understand why they had been happy one second and dispirited the next.
Want it?
Then buy it.
The big cat pressed one paw down on the purchase page.
Beep—
Spiritual power payment successful.
Lin Zhao: “!!!”
Don’t randomly spend your owner’s money, ahhh!
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