[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich":3,"chapter-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-145":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","What's Wrong with Me Being the Last to Get Rich?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272722,4439,"Chapter 145: 141 Be Normal","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-145",145,"\u003Cp>Yu Xing had never recorded a show before and found the whole thing utterly novel and fascinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was always a risk of making mistakes on stage, but after speaking with Tang Jun, his mindset became much more relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Yu Xing didn’t need to spar with anyone—he only needed to observe candidates, evaluate them, and express his views to complete the task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the morning of May 17, Baixiaosheng held a meeting and mentioned the recording of “Only You.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>C\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—I believe this is my residence, and who gets to decide who to strike should be up to me!” Lu Zhantian could no longer hold back; the other dared to seize his guest inside his own home! Even when beating a dog, one must consider the owner—and Yan Bin was his guest, not a guard dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yibai saw this and said to Yuan Gu: “Big brother, I’ll stay here to watch. Your cultivation has just been restored—return and consolidate it first!” As he spoke, he reached out and handed Yuan Gu six clusters of primordial soul seeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the cultivation requirements for this technique were high—it demanded a third-rank sword intent, and Ling Yi still fell far short. Not being able to learn it now didn’t mean he couldn’t learn it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Yuan and the others saw that Yang Tianlong made no move to greet them, yet they felt no anger—they had already guessed that Yang Tianlong might be the reincarnation of the legendary Shen Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha ha, ha ha… So everything was like this all along. All I want to know now is—where are my family and friends?” Qing Xin’s gaze was icy as frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As sisters, Heng Jie was born of the main wife, with wealth and marriage arrangements already settled by Grandmaster Gu long ago; she was also ambitious, skilled in medicine, and held the title of County Lady—naturally, her life was carefree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuhan stopped her “hehe.” Chen Wusong was right—she really shouldn’t have provoked this shameless bastard! But how could she escape?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yan Niang took the golden scale into her palm, she immediately felt a dense, vigorous, yang energy surge into her body from the scale—though slightly overbearing, her body benefited greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the BMW, silence fell. Tong Yan sat with her hands on her knees, slightly uneasy, her cheeks still flushed, as if she had a fever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Group Six’s match, only one disciple from Xuejian Sect and one from Feiying Sect competed—but the outcome was clear: Xuejian Sect lost again. The top spot in Group Six was claimed by the Feiying Sect disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Song Yiyi sat in the carriage, silently weeping, her chest aching with heaviness. Before Xiao Qingcheng, she had forced herself to maintain dignity, refusing to let anyone see her weakness—but now, she could no longer hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was merely the word of a Great Soul Demon Master—who knew if it was true or false? No one knew the truth; it remained a mystery, impossible to verify.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When was the last time we slept like this?” Pei Yueyue linked arms with Gu Lian, grinning. In the darkness, Gu Lian could smell the faint fragrance from her hair, feel her soft body pressed close, utterly defenseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yiyi suddenly felt a complex tangle of emotions—grief, anger, longing—all woven into a net that trapped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it involved Xiao Qingcheng, Xiahou Ce knew that with that man’s abilities, it was impossible for Song Yiyi to be harmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…” Qin Yi’s body shimmered with icy light, but the seven Grand Ascension elders beside him did not act—instead, they grabbed him, hands everywhere, holding him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Zhao Fuxin couldn’t persuade Da Niu, he reluctantly followed Da Niu to the hotel window. The moment they arrived beneath it, before they could see or hear anything, a green flash lit up the hotel, followed by a muffled boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jinlian snapped her head up, glancing behind and to either side—the courtyard was empty. Then she realized: Master’s cryptic words had been meant for her alone.\u003C\u002Fp>",681,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","04d221634e7da204285fe06d789afce8fad16cda683faa8a412ea2ed864521c9","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-146","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-144",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]