[{"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-222":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},2272799,4439,"Chapter 222: 216 Three Victories","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-222",222,"\u003Cp>Although this wasn’t the first time he’d seen Mei Yu or spoken to her, the sudden phone call still took him by surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grotesque wounds on the Rock Giant King healed at a visible rate, emitting a steady golden-brown light; the Rock Giant King’s power surged rapidly, surpassing his previous peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning home, the family’s polite exchanges did nothing to lift Hui Gang’s restless mood; the monk walked slowly with Nisi around the courtyard, gently dispersing his focus to trace the source of the thin threads on the druids and Fei’er within his mind sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his time at the church was the most peaceful period the monk had known in this world, for its atmosphere reminded him of Shaolin—each day spent in meditation, cultivation, chanting sutras, occasionally tending to patients at the front of the church, and sometimes tending vegetables in the garden behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My new salt field was designed using modern methods; when we build the new salt field, you may send people to observe, and if you have any questions, ask directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Erlang was the commander of Jin Fengju’s bodyguards when Jin first became imperial envoy; later, after earning several merits, he rose to third-rank Commandant and received the title of General, but since Jin Fengju was his former superior and held noble rank, he now referred to himself as “your humble general” to show respect and submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my brother said we first need to buy a house in the academy district as our new home… but we don’t have enough money yet, so we’ll have to go buy alchemical and magical materials from shops and sell some magical plants,” Mei Lan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Rock City, the mid-tier gods who had planned to seize the Six-Star Divine Sword felt their hearts sink in horror, then secretly rejoiced they hadn’t moved yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stubborn, honest man—Zhang Hao silently praised him; only the doctrines of the God of Light could produce such rigid, oddly endearing fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so…” Adela muttered skeptically, idly tracing circles on the ground with her toe, occasionally rising on tiptoe to glance at the matches on the other two arenas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says that atop Kunlun Mountain hides an ancient, mysterious palace—the former residence of the Queen Mother of the West in primordial times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even so, how can you be certain these fellows’ arrival wasn’t ordered by the Divine Lord?” the Fire Dragon Emperor growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yuyang suppressed his laughter and said to Li Yunhui: “Brother, you two talk—I’ll step out and not disturb you.” He quickly left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the flames of lust within him were not quelled; instead, they burned fiercer—his throat parched, demonic fire raging like heaven’s flame scorching his body, unbearable agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Chen suffered severe injuries, took the essence of the Star River Divine Medicine, and his entire body radiated starlight, steaming forth a mist of refined qi that filled the heavens and earth—an astonishing sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Excellency, the Chancellor’s carriage is racing through the streets straight toward the city gate, as if intending to leave,” a squad leader reported to Hao Zhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuanhao’s lips, rarely curved, showed a faint smile. He picked up Long Xin, placed her on his lap, and stroked her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t just see you as a hero—we’ll even plead with Big Brother for you, begging him to spare your life!” Zhang Xian slapped his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Noble Consort hated double-faced people most of all—just look at how she treated Lady Wang Zhao Yi; she’d made her intentions perfectly clear back then, yet her cousin refused to listen—what use is it now to come crawling back? She can’t speak for the Imperial Noble Consort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The zombies he killed remained mostly intact, with only a tiny puncture wound on their foreheads—no other injuries visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood God slowly stepped back; a streak of blood instantly reappeared in his palm, his eyes locked on the jade pendant discarded on the ground, a cruel smile curling his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teachers from other classes—even those from the experimental class—now all wanted to teach in this class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Li family isn’t of noble rank, but for generations they’ve been stern, upright Censors, and they’re a collateral branch of the Li family of the Duke of Ping—the Duke of Ping’s family is the maternal kin of the reigning Empress Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After most dishes were served, Dong Qilin spoke a few words of blessing and encouragement to the Prince of Zhen’an, then sat down to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’ve been dispatched, but Your Highness, why go there now? Shouldn’t we be preparing properly for the Dragon Gate’s opening?” Honghai King frowned, puzzled by Fang Ao’s baffling actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light could not be concealed by the clenched dragon claws; in an instant, it pierced through, illuminating the darkness of the deep pit—the blood-tinged mist-shrouded world suddenly grew bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a screeching brake sound rang out. The crimson sports car came to a stop right in a depression, splashing sewage everywhere, drenching Qin Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cafeteria of the Supernatural Department at Shendu University was large, decorated in a grand, upscale style, with hundreds of students eating breakfast—roughly six or seven hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Xie Jin gave a slight wave to the bodyguards, who immediately opened a path—but still remained alert toward us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were already exhausted; this situation wouldn’t change much even with Ye Lan’s arrival—only one opponent, a seventh-rank peak, was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>",902,"2026-06-19T22:51:35.181Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e90331c23cba3cd59aed67cb53667bc2588794f2b2a7f7a1ddd689dc812149ac","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-223","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-221",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]