Spare Me, Great Lord!

It took them great effort to finally understand Anthony’s awkward phrasing, as the translation produced by mobile software were grammatically incorrect…

In the sewers, they exchanged a startled look. It was their first time hearing that CTALI was applicable in underground transport as well… Are you dead broke? You must be, right?!

Deep sea white sand was nothing ordinary, and every earth-type Metahuman would die to obtain it. But why had it become a caption tool in this pro’s hands…

Usually, the various organizations would treat each other with courtesy, as the top survival strategy in this era was to have fewer enemies and focus more on strengthening one’s own power. But now, they had run into an unreasonable yet invincible rival. Who could they find for help?

At first, Lu Xiaoyu was annoyed that someone wanted to peek on them inside their safe house. But he thoughts had changed. Now she only wanted to rob them…

Although Lu Shu had given her enough pocket money and even his debit card was with her, she felt guilty for spending Lu Shu’s hard-earned cash. When they went shopping, she would still pick cheaper products.

Lu Shu labored arduously day after day, so how could she squander it away? Lu Xiaoyu had decided that she would earn money herself!

Moreover, she had always wanted to treat Lu Shu to a meal and had cast her eyes on a supreme buffet in Luo Cheng priced at 300 yuan each.

However, how could she treat him with his money? Unwilling to do so, she had started to make money on her own…

While Anthony was counting the money, Lu Xiaoyu was elated in her room. No wonder Lu Shu was so fond of making money, as the happiness attached was so profound…

With so many different currencies, she had to get them exchanged at the bank. But Lu Xiaoyu was not in a rush.

The line of Metahumans were beginning to have doubts about their lives when the pro began counting money like a kid. It was probably the Class B with the most unique personality that they had ever met…

Just how poor are you?!

The expert’s mysterious image had fallen flat in their mind…

Despite coming from various countries, English was a universally understood language for most Practitioners. After all, unlike Lu Xiaoyu who had spent most of her time in China, proficiency in English was a necessary skill for those risking their lives on the international arena.

Meanwhile, the deep sea white sand had rearranged into another line of software-translation-styled English. “I will give you something in exchange.”

Instantly, everyone held their breaths in surprise. Was the pro suddenly being generous and intended on teaching them some earth-type secret skills? Or was it a recipe to Class B?

If not, it would be good to simply leave a positive impression so that the pro might provide some protection in the remains. In that case, they would be much safer, as there were a total of only eleven Class B experts in all of Pattaya.

Everyone looked at Anthony expectantly, but the latter remained still for a long moment. After pondering for up to two minutes and one minute for the translation tool to finish its job, another line appeared. “Since you are entering the remains soon…”

Everyone lit up, as expected, the pro was about to…

But before they could jump in joy, the sand had rearranged. “then i will grant you 365 wishes.”

What bloody 365 wishes?! They felt insulted intellectually…

The thing was, how many days would they spend in the remains? 365 wishes were totally more than enough…

At the same time, Lu Shu was still looking closely at his background panel in an attempt to make some deductions about the real-time situations based on the fluctuation in distress points. Just when there was a hint at calming down, another surge appeared, which brought Lu Shu into reflection again…

Then, he finally realized something was off. Turning to Lu Xiaoyu’s room, he demanded, “Where is Anthony? Did you let him out for a fight?!”

Lu Xiaoyu’s smiling eyes squeezed into two little crescents, “Don’t worry. Everything is under control!”

Lu Shu, “…”

An awful hunch reminded Lu Shu that the entire city went into upheaval the last time Lu Xiaoyu said so…

At this moment, Anthony rose from the surface, with a handful of change in his hands, including Korean Won, Japanese Yen, US Dollars and Euros…

Lu Shu drew a startled breath, “How many people did you rob? What are you up to!?”

“To treat you to a meal,” Lu Xiaoyu said as though it was only natural, “I heard there’s a new buffet restaurant with high ratings. This is my own money!”

Lu Shu mused for a long while, suddenly understanding Lu Xiaoyu’s intentions. Meanwhile, he never cared about where the money was from…

He smiled, “Then we must have something superlative.”

“Of course!” Lu Xiaoyu was happy to finally have the ability to earn money on her own. Although she did not do it lawfully, it was her private savings after all.

Ever since they embarked on the journey of revenge, both of them had experienced certain changes in their personality. To put it more accurately, it was more of a liberation than change.

…

In the end, Li Yixiao could not sell all their magical stones. Not because of the language barrier, though, but he was unhappy about the local price range. In China, the market price for a stone would be stabilized at around 120,000 yuan. But here, taking currency exchange rates into consideration, it was only 80,000 yuan each. Thus, Li Yixiao decided to hold onto his stones after selling only one.

Instead of returning to the market, Lu Shu immediately phoned the old man. After careful consideration, he made up his mind to resell his stones and the eleven petals through the Golden Foundation. Although particularly valuable, they were useless in his hands.

Thus, Lu Shu would rather exchange it for practical combat effectiveness.

The old man did not question him about the origin of his resources, nor his plan. Lu Shu only asked to trade his twenty-five magical stones and eleven petals for forty-five ragged magical weapons, as food for his divine water.

Thoroughly disappointed in his purple golden gourd, Lu Shu had no alternatives but to redirect his attention to the golden divine water. After a day’s research, he realized the item might possibly be one of the three legendary divine waters.

Nonetheless, the golden divine water in history only fed on flesh and bones and was never recorded to have means to grow. But Lu Shu’s water was like sulfuric acid with the ability to devour magical weapons. Maybe we should call it divine water for now.

Lu Shu had tried to touch the water himself. Interestingly, he would not be corroded, which meant more functions were available.

Despite the supreme attacking power of Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow among Class C flying daggers, Lu Shu was in need of presentable defense tools. Though powerful, his celestial cloak was never meant to be shown.

Then, a question struck him. At a time when other Class C’s made use of their elemental armor and Anthony with his condensed armor made of deep sea white sand, he could use some help from his divine water!

With the golden divine water outside, coating the celestial cloak inside, his defense abilities would be greatly boosted!

Truth be told, Lu Shu was indeed envious of Li Yixiao’s tough-skinned and unkillable Tiger Fist…

As the saying went, everything comes to he who has money…