Chapter 456

"This sheet," Su Lin said, holding up a long pink hair, "used?"

"Isn't this to fulfill your rush order?" The Anything-Can-Sell Master chuckled, "You yourself said it's fine after washing. My disciple's sheet is surely better than this old man's."

"Look, I've gone all out to meet your needs—what about the price?"

Su Lin tried wrapping the sheet around himself; the warmth was comforting, but the lingering scent of the previous owner made him uneasy, especially when he buried his head into it, surrounded by boundless darkness.

"Wu wu wu~~ wu a wu wu~"

The pink-haired immortaless cried as if heartbroken.

Su Lin: "."

I just wanted to buy a sheet, right?

"I changed my mind. Give me a new one." Su Lin returned the sheet; the Anything-Can-Sell Master's face instantly fell.

He guessed what had happened, reached into the depths of the sheet, and yanked out his disciple—"Anything-Can-Sell."

When did this rebellious disciple get in there?

"Can't you just treat him as a bonus?" The Anything-Can-Sell Master tried negotiating, "My disciple has been unmarried for three thousand years."

Are you joking?

Are you telling a horror story to a twenty-something human male? A woman three thousand years older ascends to immortality?

Su Lin waved his hand: "Shuhang, see these two out."

The Anything-Can-Sell Master looked around; the vast, nearly countless array of magic, immortal arts, and witchcraft floated in this small world.

Even the cultivation techniques he'd seen over his long life couldn't match even a corner of this library—it was like the entire world itself. No wonder it could call itself the Heaven's Library.

Just a little more, just a little more—I could've sealed the deal and started sourcing here forever!!!

"I'll definitely come back!"

The Anything-Can-Sell Master's eyes turned red with frustration: "Wait five days—no! Three days! Within three days I'll bring you a sheet of the same quality!"

"Maybe I'll return in three days." Su Lin picked up a high-tech wristwatch and glanced at it: "By the way, I'm going to source goods too—if you come back early, leave it with Shuhang."

Song Shuhang escorted the Anything-Can-Sell Master and his disciple out, and before leaving, slipped him a red envelope as a bribe for the channel.

"Young Shuhang, notify me the moment you have news."

This was the first time he'd paid a bribe without even starting a deal—but thinking of bulk sourcing from here later, it was all worth it!

"Senior…" Song Shuhang reached to return the red envelope, but the Anything-Can-Sell Master vanished in a flash.

As a proper merchant, knowing a bit of mind-reading arts is normal—most importantly, he could see exactly what this young man was thinking at a glance.

Song Shuhang shook his head slightly; the Anything-Can-Sell Master had entered serious mode to source from Senior Su Lin.

He returned to the library and asked Su Lin, who was tied to a chair nearby: "Senior Su Lin, even if the sheet hasn't arrived, can we start trading?"

Song Shuhang had expected these two to strike a deal immediately, launching a massive cross-realm trade—he'd even begged White Zunzhe to delay departure to the ruin until tomorrow just to witness the spectacle.

"Let's put trading on hold for now—the key is leverage, my friend." Su Lin gestured for Shi Hao, Meng Qi, and others to draw closer, then drew the Skyblue Jade Void Sword and placed it against Lu Mingfei's neck.

"I don't know your pricing here, but unless I push the Anything-Can-Sell Master to his limit, he won't let me take the lion's share of profits."

"This is what they call negotiation—negotiation~"

"Then why am I tied up?!" Lu Mingfei's eyelids twitched wildly. "I didn't even do anything to you?!"

"If we encounter a hell-difficulty team battle instance, I want you to take responsibility as the instigator," Su Lin leaned close to Lu Mingfei's ear and whispered.

"Two full difficulty levels raised—who knows what demons and monsters lurk in that reincarnation space? When that happens—"

"When that happens, I'll give you all my personal wealth stored in the watch. Happy?" Lu Mingfei chuckled. "You scared me half to death—I thought something serious happened…"

"Why are you being so reasonable today?" Su Lin raised an eyebrow. Lu Mingfei had just said exactly what he'd planned to say—rare indeed.

Lu Mingfei subtly exchanged a glance with Kleine, whose eyes were hidden beneath his hat's shadow. He exhaled slightly, then broke free from the ropes and stood up.

He shoved Su Lin's hand away, his voice firmer: "When that time comes, I won't shirk responsibility."

"You've grown…" Su Lin felt something was off but couldn't say what—only looked at Lu Mingfei with approval: "All my training hasn't been wasted, Mingzi."

Lu Mingfei smiled but said nothing.

Bored and with nothing interesting to do, Su Lin stood still, waiting for Han Li and Li Huowang to arrive.

"Coming back from Huowang's world was too rushed…" Su Lin sighed casually. "I was even hoping for a bit of retirement."

"Your work state before was no different from retirement," Meng Qi shrugged. "You always clocked in, went straight to the office to boil water, brew tea, then turned on your computer to play games."

"You just quit seven days ago and are already forced back into labor for survival." Su Lin shook his head, then turned to Meng Qi: "Are you going too?"

"After leaving the Lord of the Six Realms, I want to find a new job. Honestly, I'm quite used to this system of completing tasks for rewards." Meng Qi pointed at himself. "You need a veteran."

The Lord of the Six Realms operated like the reincarnation space or the Main God Space—Meng Qi had only recently left, so he truly qualified as a veteran.

Song Shuhang listened nearby, itching to join—but now wasn't the time. He should wait until the seniors had scouted the place first.

After all—

White Zunzhe said to wait until after the ruin investigation before going there.

A team battle instance… surely a place full of slaughter and competition. If he went alone, he'd just become a burden or a target.

This time, there was no second Shanjiang to absorb his passive skills—he had to be careful.

"I sent them back," Li Huowang entered, carrying the Purple Tassel Sword, and looked at Su Lin: "Zhao Shuangdian wanted to come see… never mind."

"." Su Lin swore, through observation, Zhao Shuangdian had no romantic interest in him—but was this kid Li Huowang starting to stir things up?

Since merging with Hong Zhong, Su Lin felt this kid was gradually heading in a weird direction.

At that moment, Su Lin felt two prods at his waist. He turned: "What is it, Xingbao?"

"That Zhao Shuangdian reminds me of a character I pulled wrong recently," Xing sighed. His ancient phone, used for gaming, had no internet in Song Shuhang's world—the screen was stuck on the loading interface.

Su Lin: "Which gacha pool?"

"Ruan Mei." Xing nodded slightly, confirming his thought: "Feels similar."

"."

Even Dao Gui needs his Ruan Mei, right? So he's become Zhao Shuangdian's research subject? No, maybe that's exactly the reason.

Su Lin rubbed his chin, increasingly feeling this was exactly the kind of thing Changsheng Tian would do.

"Actually, Ruan Mei isn't bad," Xing thought for a moment and said: "After all, she calls me 'darling.'"

"A distressing piece of news," Yi Leina sighed. "Why does she have such terrible taste?"

"What about your taste?" Penglai Shan Huiye asked.

"Mine's even worse than hers," Yi Leina said decisively.

"I agree," Su Lin said. "You really have no taste at all."

"Is that so? Then I think you're quite nice."

"Your taste is truly excellent, Young Lady Yi Leina."

"Too bad you've got a mouth."

"?"

Su Lin was about to show the other person his decades-long expertise as a Level 10 Canyon Piano Master, but Han Li had already arrived.

"Su Lin said to Xing: "Take care of bringing back that little brat Emperor Yufeng. Of course, if he refuses to come back, just tell him this:"

"Either he comes back to cultivate on his own, or I go over there to cultivate him."

"Mm," Xing extended his hand.

Su Lin: "What does that mean?"

"Tasks require credit points—even daily tasks," Xing said.

"You'd better play fewer games," Su Lin placed a spirit stone and a hundred-yuan bill into the other's hand. "Consider this your New Year's red envelope for your first birthday. Don't come asking me again after this."

At that moment, Han Li also walked over and handed the Palm Heaven Vase to Song Shuhang.

"Please give this to Bai Zunzhe for safekeeping. I've spoken to him about this before," Han Li instructed. "Make sure to keep far away from Congniang."

Song Shuhang nodded and agreed.

If Congniang gets near it again, it'll be disastrous—the scallions in his storage bag still haven't been eaten, and if this happens again, he might develop a scallion phobia.

"Time's up," Su Lin said, seeing the countdown on his wristwatch. After dismissing the surrounding library display scenes, he added with regret:

"We'll have to consider that matter another time. Song Shuhang, if you ever attempt the Xuan Saint Tribulation, remember to call me—I'll tag along too, alright?"

"Huh? Sure, I can do that," Song Shuhang replied. "But why would you, Senior, attempt the Xuan Saint Tribulation? For merit?"

He remembered Su Lin possessed Buddhist merit-related items—perhaps he intended to use the merit from preaching to strengthen his Buddhist cultivation.

"Do what? Of course—" Su Lin's left eye surged with runes; righteous energy gathered, yet emitted an evil glow.

Before Su Lin could finish speaking, everyone—including him—was teleported away.

But the remaining people felt a chill run down their spines.

"Oh right, I almost forgot," Song Shuhang recalled what had happened during the movie shoot: "Senior Su Lin can do that too."

It has to be said, ever since obtaining this move, Senior Su Lin hasn't used it once—it looks like he's been holding himself back quite a bit.

【91】 To be fair, since acquiring this technique, Senior Su Lin never used it—he seemed to be restraining himself.

Now, perhaps he's about to lose control?

"If it were just an ordinary pregnancy gaze, it'd be fine," Penglai Shan Huiye rubbed her abdomen, puzzled. "But if Su Lin uses it, could an actual lifeform be born?"

Huh?

Song Shuhang froze instantly, then slowly turned his head toward her.

"Because, look—the Bible says God made Mary conceive without marriage," Penglai Shan Huiye smiled. "That scene would be quite interesting."

Behind Song Shuhang, the sky gradually brightened, a sliver of dawn appearing—but his heart grew impossibly heavy.

Suppose, just suppose—

Suppose Senior Su Lin, while using this technique, accidentally infused a bit of life-creation-related law into it.

What would happen to the myriad worlds?

【You have completed the Trial Mission: End of Days Carnival】

【Welcome to the Cycle Space】

【Newbie Mission Assigned: Current Mission: Survive Until Liangjie Mountain】

【Relevant Team Matched】

'I will return.'

'Gain the power to save the end of the world within this Cycle Space!'

Zhang Heng's mind flashed with countless images—from the first day the apocalypse arrived: zombies, interdimensional demons, cannibals, devils.

His life had been paused at age twenty-three.

He had fought his way out of his internship factory workshop, driven by unextinguished hot-blooded passion, rescuing his future lover from rioters and zombie crowds.

Thanks to a lucky awakening of his ability, he was regarded as a leader by a group of survivors.

After consuming the core of the Zombie King in desperation, he survived—and began distancing himself from all other survivors, growing stronger and stronger.

In just ten years, he had gathered sixty percent of humanity's surviving factions, and with the help of like-minded friends, launched a counteroffensive.

Yet—

It was all futile.

Everything was merely a game, a pastime for a demon during his leisure.

Suffering, wailing, despair, betrayal, slaughter—all were negative emotions to amuse him.

"Only one person may ascend," a withered, sharp finger pointed upward. "Congratulations—you killed me. Too bad, the apocalypse here won't be lifted."

"You have two choices: sacrifice their souls to open the Cycle Gate, or claim your reward and travel to a timeline where the apocalypse never occurred."

"You want to know my level? I'm a grunt—hahahaha—"

It's not yet time to despair.

Xiao Wei sacrificed herself to translate the alien stone tablet; she said that as long as one enters this reincarnation space, everything has the possibility of starting over.

At the very least, we must permanently seal the gate connecting to the zombie world.

Reincarnation space, heh.

After all, I've seen plenty.

With this thought, Zhang Heng lost all awareness.

Coldness, trembling…

The instant he woke, Zhang Heng sprang up from the ground, his eyes darting wildly around—his mind confused the demons and charred, crackling remains within his memory with the environment before him.

"Not bad—you're the most qualified among those who came this time." A chorus of voices spoke in unison.

【Newcomer Reincarnators "Zhang Heng" and "Chu Lingyun" have been temporarily assigned to the "Main God Space's Investigative Team in Reincarnation Space" until the novice mission is completed】

Faint, indistinct figures emerged, as if someone long dwelling in darkness had stepped into the light; the weakened Zhang Heng opened his eyes, trying to discern his surroundings.

【Team ID has been activated; real-time status can be shared and viewed.】

【Current Team Members: Gu Yue Fang Yuan, A Meng, Li Feiyu, Hong Zhong.】

Zhang Heng's vision cleared—he saw before him a white-robed man with a faint smile and eyes as deep as a dark pool.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

Zhang Heng: "."

No hope left—for me, or for the world.

(End of Chapter)