Chapter 105: The True Purpose

At noon, Su Lin woke up from under the covers.

The blanket is a wondrous thing—even though he is already a cultivator, he still cannot leave behind this warm blanket.

Perhaps it is because in this age of rampant material desire and a society where hearts are no longer as they once were, only this blanket can warm the human heart.

A new day: from history he pulled out a projection, his main body wriggled into the historical crevice along with the blanket, and he controlled the historical projection to pull out a new historical projection to tidy things up.

Feeling it was about right, Su Lin only then dismissed the defensive formation and left the room.

Coming through the teleportation array to Akihabara, together with Weigong Shilang who had only just woken up, Su Lin controlled the projection to forage for food all around.

He actually had no particular feeling about Akihabara—after all, he had long since finished watching all the anime released in this time period, and had even forgotten many of them, unable to recall the plots.

It was just that he had nothing to do today, so wandering around at random was fine too.

Finding an open-air restaurant with a view of the commercial big screen, Su Lin sat at a white round table under a sun umbrella, enjoying the sunlight and the black tea, waiting for the food he had ordered to be served.

While leisurely enjoying a time when nothing happened, he lightly tapped the table and looked across—on the huge electronic screen was playing the promotional video for the third season of "Shakugan no Xia Na."

He vaguely remembered that the protagonist of this show had suddenly become the final boss.

"Mr., is this the steak you two ordered?"

The voice that reached his ears was quite familiar.

There was only Old Lu, dressed as a waiter, hair combed glossy and bright, wearing a black waistcoat on top, dress pants below, and leather shoes polished to a shine.

"I don't want to see you today, could you trouble yourself to disappear?" Su Lin turned his head away and continued watching the picture on the screen.

"It's rare for me to steal a moment of leisure from my busy schedule to come find you." Old Lu set the steak on the table, pulled out a stool and sat down, "This must be Weigong Shilang, right?"

"Hello." Weigong Shilang greeted the clearly self-confident Lu Mingfei before him.

"I hope you've come to find me about work." Su Lin said: "Whether it's resurrecting Jörmungandr, or Constantine, or Fenrir, hurry up."

"Once I'm done I'll head home for the New Year."

Ding.

Like flicking a coin, a flat crystal bounced toward Su Lin.

After catching it, Su Lin held it in his palm, feeling the tremendous information transmitted from within.

【Sword Twenty-One】 【Three Flowers Reflecting Qi】 【Hegemon-Yuan Spear Art】…a total of 107 types.

"The advance payment has arrived." Old Lu said with a smile: "The remaining reward will have to be given to you all together later."

"Best to wait until he forms his Jin Dan, that way the power and knowledge I can mobilize will be even more." Old Lu's fingers moved slightly, "Probably less than a year, right? Very fast."

Su Lin nodded and put away the crystal.

That day, Old Lu laid out a list before his eyes.

They were respectively Immortal Martial Arts: Traditional Wu Xia, Classical Xianxia, Modern Cultivation, Fantastical Cultivation, Cultivation Civilization, Mythological Cultivation…

Urban: Supernatural Arts, Esoteric Arts, Genetic Ascension…

Xuanhuan: Eastern Xuanhuan, Otherworld Continent, High Martial World…

His reward was not some single cultivation method, but letting Su Lin pick a category himself, and he would directly randomly select a quarter and give him a compressed pack.

The so-called paying extra later was also added onto this.

Su Lin planned to wait until all the rewards were received, then pick a suitable cultivation method—being able to avoid the system's exorbitant tuition was still pretty sweet.

"Actually, there's one more thing I came to find you about today." Old Lu sat across from the two of them, his smile fading, "Officially come help me out, Su Lin."

"The agreement between you and Lu Mingze can still proceed, and the terms within, I don't think would conflict."

He crossed his hands under his chin, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"I'll pay more."

"Wait!" Weigong Shilang could not hold back, and first asked Old Lu: "I heard you're planning to conquer the world, is it true?"

"It's true." Old Lu nodded, his ten fingers interlaced, propping up his head, "This is a great undertaking concerning the welfare of all humanity."

"Su Lin, I value you highly. With you around, the speed of this transformation will increase—perhaps even before most people have woken from their dreams, everything will already be settled." Lu Mingfei said, "Our actions are righteous! Don't have any psychological burden. Just as the people sing praises, you are the bearer of the gospel!"

Su Lin calmly took a sip of tea, quietly watching Old Lu perform. He picked up the knife and fork and cut a slit into the steak.

"For the sake of a harem, or for humanity's sea of stars?" Su Lin asked.

"Happiness." Old Lu softly uttered these two words, "The happiness of all humanity."

"Do you know how many people in the world pass away every minute?"

"Illness, war, plague, hunger…" Old Lu's eyes were deep, as if reminiscing, "Humanity is too fragile, too full of contradictions."

"For several thousand years, they haven't even stepped off their own planet, mired in infighting and strife, exploitation, enslavement—seeing the strong, they suppress them; seeing the weak, they plunder them. It's not their fault; they are constrained by the times and various factors."

"Resources are limited, technological levels insufficient. To develop, one must draw upon them; science and technology must be locked down; there are barriers between nations; the gap in living standards between people is like a chasm between heaven and the abyss. Many of these are things this era has no way to resolve. It is only 270 years later that the vast majority of diseases are conquered; 500 years later, wars still exist; 900 years later, nations share civilian technology; 1700 years later, humanity finally begins to cooperate fully."

"But what about the ordinary people during those 1700 years?" Old Lu's tone grew heavy: "Drifting with the current, waiting for fate to roll the dice, burying their unease deep in their hearts. The lucky ones can live out their lives in happiness; the unlucky ones just endure, they grit their teeth and bear it!"

"What does any of this have to do with you?" Su Lin was puzzled. From the moment he arrived in this Dragon world, he had assumed this old dragon's purpose was to change the misfortunes in his own life.

"Perhaps you'll think I'm being sentimental about heaven and pitying humanity, that it has nothing to do with me." Old Lu swept his gaze over the two of them and revealed a faint smile, "I was upheld by all beings and pushed onto the Wang Zuo; they all think I am the savior, the hope."

"I am the king—the king of humanity, of the hybrids, of the dragons!"

"You've always assumed I wanted to rule the world to keep the best for myself—bullshit!"

"The best would be for me to go slaughter all those conspirators right now, then find some pretty young girl and shove her at him, and that's it, grand finale! From then on, whether he wants to go play esports or sell newspapers, it doesn't matter." He spread his hands, glanced at the electronic screen in the distance, and paused—on it was a promotional video for Warcraft, just at the moment when the Lich King thrust his sword into the ice.

"NetEase can do without Blizzard, after all Blizzard be—"

"But just as Azeroth must have a Lich King, this world must also have a king!"

"A king who promises the future to all beings and leads them forward!"

"Lu Mingze says I'm too greedy, that I want everything. He's right." Old Lu's mouth curved into a smile, revealing clean white teeth, "What I want to reverse is the misfortune of everyone in this era!"

"Order, resources, lifespan, technology—what I bring to this world is only benefit, no harm!"

Su Lin was stunned, and so was Weigong Shilang beside him; he was even so shaken by Old Lu's speech that he could not speak.

Su Lin set down the knife and fork in his hands—this man's vision had suddenly opened up on a grand scale. What was he supposed to say to that?

"Today's target isn't me, is it."

Even if Su Lin's casualness was a bit excessive, he was still quite familiar with that workplace routine.

"The drunkard's heart isn't in the cup." Su Lin cast a subtle glance at Weigong Shilang, who was still lost in Lu Mingfei's grand ambitions.

This guy must have gotten some information from Ronald Tang and learned who the newcomer was.

"I'm serious too — want to come help me, Su Lin?" Old Lu said with a cheerful smile, his gaze earnest. "I really appreciate you, truly."

"Why? Because of divine power?"

"Because you healed all the ailments, even if only temporarily," Old Lu said. "You're not a saint, but you're a good person."

"Wrong, I'm a selfish person." Su Lin tossed the crystal in his hand, crossed his Yang Erlang legs, and tilted his chair back. "Everything I do is for myself."

"Then why healing of all miracles?" Old Lu watched Su Lin with a smiling squint.

Su Lin fell silent for a moment, and the scenes he had seen in his previous life flashed through his mind. "I need to see how things stand first, and I have a question."

"Go ahead."

"How much are you paying?"

(End of chapter)