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“May I ask, what is your relationship with him?” Li Yingquan suddenly asked.
“Well, he just joined my Martial Arts Team,” Jiang Wannian replied, setting down his empty teacup.
Li Yingquan nodded, understanding the situation.
“In that case, I’ll do you a favor today regarding the Xuanwu Guild. However, Mr. Gu Li's funeral arrangements and the medical expenses for Qing Er and those bodyguards who were injured…” Li Yingquan naturally believed that matters couldn’t be left unresolved; it wouldn’t align with his principles and would tarnish his reputation if word got out.
Jiang Wannian didn’t respond much. He turned to Li Wei and nodded. Li Wei signaled that he understood and approached Li Yingquan to discuss matters further. Meanwhile, Lu Fei Fan had initially wanted to hear what conditions Li Yingquan would propose.
However, Lu Fei Fan couldn’t hear anything because he distinctly felt an invisible wall of Pulse Energy rising around Jiang Wannian, blocking him out. He considered trying to use his own Pulse Energy to penetrate the barrier and listen in, but Jiang Wannian seemed to see through his intentions. He smiled at Lu Fei Fan and invited him to sit down.
“I haven’t discussed your potential joining of the Special Operations Team yet,” Jiang Wannian said as he picked up the teapot and filled Lu Fei Fan’s empty cup.
“Thank you, Jiang Ge,” Lu Fei Fan said humbly as he took a seat.
“They call themselves ‘Fei Hu’ in the Special Operations Team. There are several experienced members who can look after you. However, one of their team members retired due to injuries from the last mission, so they are recruiting a new member for our guild. I plan to recommend you. What do you think?” Jiang Wannian briefly outlined the situation with the Special Operations Team without going into too much detail.
“Sounds good, no problem,” Lu Fei Fan replied eagerly. However, he knew that to participate in missions with the Special Operations Team, one must hold the title of Fuser; otherwise, the Free Federation wouldn’t approve him for hunting monsters or treasure hunting.
At that moment, Li Wei returned and nodded at Jiang Wannian, indicating that he had reached an agreement with Li Yingquan. Li Yingquan appeared much more relaxed now, though his gaze towards Lu Fei Fan still held a hint of malice. However, it was clear that he was willing to be accommodating; this meant that the terms Li Wei had presented were likely favorable.
Jiang Wannian didn’t pry further and simply nodded in agreement. Finally, Li Wei and Wang Chang went off to draft a contract with Li Yingquan, bringing this matter to a temporary close.
As for what would happen in the future, it remained uncertain. Lu Fei Fan was certain that if they encountered each other on the battlefield later on, he wouldn’t hold back; the feeling would be mutual from the other side as well.
Order exists only within the confines of a powerful Cage; beyond the Cage, whoever is strong establishes order.
After pressing his fingerprint and securing sufficient benefits, Li Yingquan waved his hand and led his subordinates away. Once the group of fierce-looking individuals had left, the nearby neighbors cautiously emerged to check on Lu Fei Fan's situation. They found Lu Fei Fan sitting peacefully at home, seemingly unaffected by any major conflict, which eased their concerns. Some even kindly offered their condolences to Lu Fei Fan.
Lu Fei Fan thanked each of them in turn; these neighbors were genuinely kind-hearted.
As Jiang Wannian was leaving, he specifically instructed Li Wei to hand Lu Fei Fan a card.
"This is a ten million advance from our guild for this year. You can use it to purchase equipment, weapons, training manuals, or whatever else you might need," Jiang Wannian said simply, as if the card contained not ten million but merely a hundred.
Lu Fei Fan looked at the card and suddenly realized how wealthy the Xuanwu Guild truly was. Beside him, A Teng and Dali's eyes lit up at the mention of ten million, but Li Wei shot them a glare, leaving them silent.
Finally, Jiang Wannian patted Lu Fei Fan on the shoulder and earnestly reminded him, "Work hard. Don't let me down."
Holding the card, Lu Fei Fan felt a sudden weight in his hand and an overwhelming surge of determination in his chest. He nodded firmly.
"Thank you; I won’t let you down."
Satisfied, Jiang Wannian left. Li Wei provided Lu Fei Fan with a contact number for future communications regarding the Special Operations Team's reporting time before departing as well.
Once everyone had gone, Lu Fei Fan exhaled deeply while holding the card. He felt as if he had unexpectedly come into a fortune—was it really that easy?
Perhaps this was what the world of Fusers was like: for them, money was merely a resource that could be easily obtained. The path to greater achievements held far more challenging resources waiting to be discovered.
However, Lu Fei Fan was unaware that the two animals beside him had already started plotting how to spend the money.
“Boss, let’s book a place and have a wild three-night party! We have to go all out!” A Teng, the shameless one, was already contemplating which high-end entertainment venue to squander his energy in. This amount of money would definitely allow him to strut in and be carried out.
“Why not go for a big feast instead? Let’s have a three-night banquet, order two of everything from the high-end menu, eat one and throw away the other. Hehe.” Dali scratched his head, looking earnest. After thinking it over, he nodded and corrected himself, “But A Teng’s idea can be prioritized…”
A Teng kicked Dali aside and leaned in, “Or we could buy a few luxury flying cars to take for a spin and pick up some hot girls with slim waists and long legs…”
Lu Fei Fan shook his head. In the end, he allocated fifty thousand to each of them. The two of them, eager to sponge off him like tycoons, tried to squeeze more out of him. However, Lu Fei Fan grabbed a kitchen knife and shooed them away. As for where those two rascals would end up—whether in debauchery or some other escapade—he had no interest at all.
He already had a preliminary plan and idea for this money.
After taking a shower and feeling refreshed, he headed to the hospital to take over his shift. Since he wouldn’t be tired from practicing the “Fu Mai Xi Shu” at night, he decided to let his brother and mother rest at home while he stayed overnight at the hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, he saw Hua Jun Tang finishing up wiping down their father’s body with their mother. Afterward, he chatted with her for a bit.
Hua Jun Tang looked at their father lying in bed, feeling anxious.
“Bro, I plan to look for a job tomorrow. You and Mom can take care of things here,” Hua Jun Tang expressed his thoughts.
“No rush. Hua Jun Tang, I can help you find a job,” Lu Fei Fan said confidently.
“Really? Do you have a job lined up for me?” Hua Jun Tang couldn’t believe his older brother. Ever since their father fell ill, it was as if he had completely transformed into another person.
“Hmm, but you need to bring your colleagues along, that Brother Liu, Wang Supervisor, and that Da Wen as well,” Lu Fei Fan nodded, looking as if he had already planned this out.
Hua Jun Tang was curious too, but he decided to hold back his questions and wait until everyone was gathered before asking for clarification. As long as he could work with his colleagues, he was more than willing.
That night, Hua Jun Tang returned home with his mother. Meanwhile, Lu Fei Fan stayed by his father’s bedside, listening to the soft sounds of his father’s snoring. He then donned the neural device, and the long-missed Virtual City appeared before him. However, Lu Fei Fan had little interest in lingering in this false world; for him, the real world outside was what gave his life meaning.
“Hey, our busy bee is online!” The voice belonged to Hero.
It seemed bored out of its mind. With a flick of its presence, Lu Fei Fan found himself standing in Hero's office—a spacious and lavish high-rise office with large windows letting in beams of sunset light. A tall executive chair faced away from him. After a moment, it turned around to reveal a figure wearing sunglasses and a flamboyant floral shirt and pants, sporting a head of Daibeitou. The most ridiculous part was the thick mustache that curled dramatically.
What left Lu Fei Fan speechless was that this Fellow was holding a glass of red wine in one hand while swirling a delicate cigar in the other.
“How’s it going? The scenery outside isn’t too bad, right? Although it’s all fake for you, it’s actually designed and built by humans who are asleep in the virtual world. You have to admit, the virtual world is truly a magical place where miracles can happen,” Hero remarked with a sense of nostalgia.
“I’m here to discuss serious matters,” Lu Fei Fan waved his hand dismissively. He had no interest in such a hedonistic lifestyle; if he did, he would have indulged in it in his previous life.
Seeing that Lu Fei Fan wasn’t impressed by the opulent setting, Hero quickly changed the scene as if pulling back a curtain. Suddenly, they were in a martial arts dojo, and Hero’s appearance transformed into that of a male warrior clad in a Samurai Outfit.
“I’ve joined the Xuanwu Guild. They offered me ten million,” Lu Fei Fan stated directly.
“Hmm? Are you looking to buy a wife?” Hero completely disregarded the usual flow of conversation. Instantly, floating windows appeared around them as it began to chatter to itself while poking at various options. “How about one from the Alliance Empire with Bohemia bloodline? I hear their offspring have striking blue eyes…”
“Not satisfied? Alright then, let’s try something else.” Hero conjured up an image of a chubby girl. “What about this one? She looks like she has ample assets; having ten or eight kids should be no problem. Just hope your physique can handle it…”
“Ah? Not interested? Well, let me find something else for you. How about this one, Lady Yu? She's a tall and slender white-collar powerhouse, a formidable rival in my business. If you can conquer her, it won't just be millions—billions would be within reach! Hey, hey, hey, no fighting! Do you really think you can take me on, you little rascal? You've learned some bad habits, daring to sneak attack me like that!”
After a while, Lu Fei Fan lay exhausted on the ground, having been thoroughly beaten, and the Hero no longer troubled this Fellow.
“I want to come up and buy some equipment,” Lu Fei Fan said as he turned over, making his intentions clear.
“Alright then, since you made it enjoyable for me to beat you up,” the Hero replied. As soon as he finished speaking, square pop-up windows appeared all around them, displaying options for armor, weapons, techniques, and even slaves and hired robots for purchase.
“I only have nine million,” Lu Fei Fan emphasized.
“Wasn’t it ten million? Why do you only have nine million now? Hmph.” Nevertheless, the Hero removed several options from the list, leaving only weapons, armor, ammunition, and techniques.
“I can only spend seven million,” Lu Fei Fan added.
“Damn it! With that amount of money, you can only buy some protective gear and a weapon! Don’t even think about techniques.” With that, the Hero removed the techniques option from the pop-up window; clearly, those were priced high.
Lu Fei Fan sat up and first clicked on the armor option. Instantly, countless square pop-up windows flooded in like a tide, appearing all around him!
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