Chapter 4045: The Life of the Society President Is Just This Boring and Tasteless

These... the śarīra凝聚 by Su Han, are identical to the original śarīra.

Even the peculiar Buddhist power contained within is exactly the same.

"Puff."

Thor, who was drinking, spat out his wine in shock, staring dumbfounded at the scene before him, unsure what expression to wear.

"This."

Qiao Feng's expression also turned stunned; he had just immersed his spirit in the Society, though he hadn't spoken, he clearly knew these rewards had all been drawn by Su Han.

Precisely because of this, the scene before him surpassed Qiao Feng's imagination—he lips twitched, and he whispered, "President, these... exactly what are they?"

Su Han put away the original śarīra, glancing casually at Qiao Feng, "Isn't the result obvious? Look at their internal structure, simulate it... hmm. As for these... extra ones, consider them a benefit for the Society members."

"Benefit...?" Thor, though seeming coarse, had grown gradually since becoming King of Asgard; his eyes flickered for a moment, and he realized something—he wore a grin, and without hesitation, closed his eyes and entered the Society chat room.

Su Han casually stuffed his replicated śarīra into a red envelope, then directly clicked "send" within the Society.

Twenty-five—in a single breath—the red envelope was snatched clean.

A flood of lurking members were all blown out of hiding.

Batman: "..."

Edogawa Conan: ""

Kaito Kid: "Holy shit... did something just flash past my eyes just now?"

Tony Not the Richest: "Red envelope! The President sent a red envelope!"

Tony Stark was also deeply shocked, staring at the śarīra now in his hand.

Rikka Takanashi: "..."

Hanamichi Sakuragi: "My brain is trembling! Lazy face."

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Wudao Dong Xiang: "I didn't even grab one!"

Wudao Dong Xiang: "By the way, why did the President send a red envelope so suddenly...? If it weren't for the reminder from Wu Tian Buddha just now, and my mind split in two, I'd still be watching the memory replica—I wouldn't have spoken at all."

Wudao Dong Xiang: "Wait—why, even with my mind split in two, did I still miss the red envelope?"

Wudao Dong Xiang suddenly realized something was off.

There were twenty-four red envelopes... in other words, even while watching the memory replica... at least twenty-four people in the Society were lurking. Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Isn't it obvious?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "You've learned to split your mind—how could the other big shots in the Society not have learned it too?"

Wudao Dong Xiang: "You make perfect sense—I'm left speechless."

Wudao Dong Xiang's lips twitched slightly, her expression strangely nuanced.

Edogawa Conan: "Is it just me who's curious—what did all of you draw?"

Mo Fo Wu Tian: "It's śarīra... I drew the śarīra of the Buddha."

Wu Tian held the śarīra before him, his eyes shimmering with strange light—perhaps joy, perhaps coldness, perhaps sorrow.

Kousaka Kyōsuke: "!!!!"

Sakata Ginji: "Terrifying."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "Mo Fo drew the Buddha's śarīra... is he going to fuse it next? And then walk the path of unifying orthodox and demonic?"

Gudako: "A new-era supreme force of the Buddhist sect is about to appear! Manual laugh"

Mikazuki Yozora: "I drew one too... but I have no intention of becoming a monk."

Mikazuki Yozora was going frantic.

El Nastie: "... Please pay attention to the Society's new feature—there's now a barter function. You can just toss your śarīra into it! You'll likely get something roughly equivalent, or worth about 90% of your śarīra's value."

El Nastie: "Of course, it might even be worth 10% more than your śarīra... but that's pure luck, no guarantees."

Minami Kotori: "The Society belongs to the luckiest."

Katsuragi Suzune: "The luckiest are a short-lived species."