[{"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-250":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},2272827,4439,"Chapter 250","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-250",250,"\u003Cp>“Xing Ge, you’re so relaxed, but I feel like I can barely breathe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng, visiting the supervisory office for the second time, saw Yu Xing’s smile and couldn’t help speaking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, it’s fine. If worse comes to worst, I’ll take you up to the fourth floor—things are about to start there.” Yu Xing was thinking about WeChat matters; he didn’t dismiss this interaction with superiors, but he didn’t think it was life-or-death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Xing Ge, aren’t we going up—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly picked up the long staff forged from red crystal; the team display read: “Your team has obtained the Staff of Resurrection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for domestic automakers like Chery and Geely, who independently developed engine design and manufacturing technology, this lie might have lasted much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like their knees had been struck by an iron mallet, the senior figures shot up instantly, terrified that any delay might offend this heavenly demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chunyang steadied his emotions, unclenched his tightly balled fists, and said, “No need, Uncle Niu, I can find it myself—go about your business.” His words were polite, but in his heart he had cursed the man’s mother a thousand times; thinking of his father’s illness, this rugged man nearly wept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, the fact that such an odd hunting method allowed it to survive—and thrive—demonstrated the immense power of the Yubinal’s nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xi, as agreed, ended Donald’s life painlessly with a metal spike, then extracted his eyeball, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and walked toward the main control panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course—like you’re rebelling against the Federation, attacking the command center, trying to seize control of the ship,” said an officer with the highest rank of Major, sneering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time. Right now, priorities: scout their lair, see what’s going on.” The man spun his strange hammer and prepared to fly toward the island nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several consecutive nights of waiting, they still hadn’t caught the peach thief, leaving Liu Peng and his team exhausted; tonight, as usual, they kept watch on the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Kui, after you put down the tea, please close the door,” Fusheng said lightly, not directly addressing Chu Kui’s complaints. Chu Kui understood Fusheng’s meaning; her sharp eyes flickered twice, she glared at Fusheng, then her body fluttered out of the private room like a dancing butterfly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second point: the difference between a star with no makeup and one with makeup is enormous—some stars look like two different people before and after makeup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This July was, without doubt, a racing July for Qin Ming—a July of dreams fulfilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first page listed shot times and character positions in far greater detail than any storyboard he’d seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Martin never expected Xu Le to handle it this way—he actually agreed to everything? Who manages employees like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal wave crashed down; Lou Feng closed his eyes, his expression softening—as if in surrender, a faint light seemed to glow above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go first! This might be my last shot, Mr. Bruce, you don’t mind, right?” I said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that Gu Yan had found him, he sighed in relief—so long as Gu Yan knew where he was, it didn’t matter if these people tried to block him; just get it over with quickly, then Mo Xiangyan could go home with Gu Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll spare you—if each of you gives me one Divine Stone. Hand over one Divine Stone, and I’ll spare one of you.” Ye Luo spoke slowly, each word deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. Don’t say that again—only say it here. The Master’s affairs are none of our business to speculate on!” Cheng He clasped Cheng Yi’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Wang and Hulk had already leapt from the warship; Lei Wang thrust his Heaven-Defying Halberd, and countless bolts of lightning spontaneously formed, sweeping down to meet the falling meteorites.\u003C\u002Fp>",636,"2026-06-19T22:51:35.181Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9efb7eacf5aa86c4653747c7780ebc79316400f6cae231f034532cebb3097048","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-251","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-249",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]