Chapter 91

"There's no one here named Su Lin."

A middle-aged man in a white hard hat and glasses pushed them up and said, "You probably have the wrong place."

"Sorry."

Outside a construction site, a girl walked back while muttering, "Fine, if it won't fuse, it won't fuse—I already agreed to you, but you didn't need to give me false info."

"No."

A blue robot-cat doll hung from her backpack, talking to her.

"At this time, I really was doing concrete work at Oasis Properties' construction site."

The future Su Lin was also in a daze.

"Open that app—yeah, search 'Restore the Glory of the Shitpost' on Douyin."

"A neon green-and-red goth avatar—that's me."

"No such user!"

"That's impossible?"

"What else could he do besides doing concrete and making art?!"

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"To restore the glory of the God of Light, it is our sacred duty!" Su Lin stood with hands clasped behind his back, the Ten Realms' Radiant Light illuminating all things; he looked up at Ye Fan, Miss Kelaien, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, and Han Li, exhausted and lying on the ground.

"Even if my divine core is shattered, facing the four main protagonists with my hands behind my back, I, Su Shengguang Lin, am still invincible in this world!"

"You're really cheating hard!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan bent over, gasping, "You bastard, where's your real body? Come out!"

Sip~

Su Lin stepped out from a historical fissure, holding a can of iced cola with a straw inserted; the sucking sound echoed from the metal can, as if he'd just swallowed the last sip.

"Eat my Buddha-Fury Fire Lotus!"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan seized the moment, pulled out a Buddha-Fury Fire Lotus from his robe, and hurled it at Su Lin, who held the cola.

Miss Kelaien tried to disrupt the spiritual thread of Su Lin's true body; Ye Fan flung the Ten-Thousand-Things Mother Qi Cauldron at Su Lin; Han Li condensed a massive blue sword that descended from the sky, aimed straight at Su Lin's crown.

The Flame Lotus bloomed above Water Mirror Peak; had it not been for the protective array, the explosion's shockwave would have obliterated all vegetation on the peak.

"Are you calmed down now?" Su Lin's true body emerged from another historical fissure: "Didn't you say you wanted to test the 'water content' of my God of Light?"

"Fight me!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan roared.

"You're a coward who doesn't even defend yourself—you act like you're betting your healing speed can outpace our damage," Ye Fan muttered; having fought every young genius of the Northern Dipper, he'd never seen anything so nauseating.

He doesn't even block—just lets you hit him, while dazzling healing light flashes dozens, hundreds of times per second.

Miss Kelaien tidied himself and walked toward Su Lin's God of Light avatar, patted his shoulder, as if they were close friends.

He was preparing in advance for the ability he would gain upon ascending to Sequence Three.

"No wonder you're the Su Zongzhu," Miss Kelaien said to Su Lin's God of Light avatar. "What a splendid battle."

Su Lin's eyes narrowed slightly—no good deed comes without motive; what is this guy up to?

"By the way, the timing should be syncing soon—I should take my leave," Miss Kelaien said. "Oh, about those things I asked you to buy for me last time."

"Did you get them? I plan to take them back with me this time."

"Oh, I had Lu Mingze's people help me buy them," Su Lin suddenly remembered—he'd need to ask Lu Mingze after returning to the Clan's World.

Upon hearing this, Miss Kelaien felt his spiritual sense detect something; he paused, then said, "You bought them for me in the Clan's World."

"Yes." Su Lin replied.

"Lu Mingze—Lu Mingfei's younger brother—helped you buy them," Miss Kelaien confirmed again.

"Mm."

"Who paid?" Miss Kelaien now assumed the role of Xia Luoke—the great detective of Beckland returned. "If I recall correctly, Lu Mingfei said you and his brother were colluding in some scheme."

"You have no assets in the Clan's World; given your personality, you wouldn't go there and scramble for money—but you couldn't forge currency either."

Miss Kelaien's eyes seemed to gleam.

"." Su Lin fell silent.

"There is only one truth!"

"Lu Mingze paid."

Five seconds later, Su Lin spoke: "I'll deduct only one-quarter of your deposit with me."

"Will you accept this outcome?"

"Deal."

Su Lin had originally intended to freeload off Miss Kelaien's deposit here, since many items existed in the Clan's World too.

Since Lu Mingze bought them, there was no need to spend his own money.

Quite perceptive.

Watching the others depart, Su Lin recalled his avatar, sent a private message to Lu Mingfei in the chat group, and waited outside a building on the sword peak.

Soon after, Lu Mingfei, at the early Foundation Establishment stage, arrived at Su Lin's side.

After drinking so much immortal wine and absorbing another version of his own Dao Fruit, Lu Mingfei had taken two days to reach early Foundation Establishment; Su Lin still found it hard to believe.

"Go in and pick one."

Weigong Shilang, ever the kindhearted soul, had projected over a dozen high-quality, meticulously detailed weapons during his rare holiday, each capable of lasting a long time.

Swords, spears, dao blades, halberds, hammers, daggers, treasure vases, compasses, and more.

Su Lin lifted the restrictions, letting Lu Mingfei enter to choose one.

Surprisingly, the guy picked a greatsword.

【Greatsword of No Craftsmanship—Modified】

"Last night I dreamed I used this greatsword to trim the toenails of giants," Lu Mingfei waved the greatsword in his hand; unconsciously, he already carried some moves and style.

He didn't even notice that every swing and slash motion carried no excess movement.

Keep going, future Daili Sect.

I entrust the students' instruction to you.

Su Lin thought silently.

"I should head back," Lu Mingfei opened a portal. "Are you coming?"

"Aren't you curious?" Su Lin asked.

"If you were curious, would you tell me?" Lu Mingfei countered. "Actually, I've already guessed a bit."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his head, smiled, and said, "As long as it's not too extreme, I don't mind—it's all for my own good."

"But if it goes too far, I'll definitely resist."

"I'm leaving first. I want to save that girl named Ma Shengzhen."

Lu Mingfei disliked the fate of that random girl; the coins burned and shattered Caesar's dignity, igniting Lu Mingfei's anger.

This time he returned, let anyone who dares invade test his new weapon.

A mere hundred rifles, a hundred trash.

Lu Mingfei had no qualms about unleashing a Tokyo Musou.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, shaking off the sudden aggression from his mind.

Then he opened the portal, and Su Lin followed behind him.

After all, there were still two clients on the other side of the world—he, as the contractor leading the construction crew, had to go personally to ensure he got paid before the New Year.

It wouldn't hurt to dabble in art in another world either.

Contracting projects, doing art—what else could he possibly do?

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(End of Chapter)