[{"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-276":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},2272853,4439,"Chapter 276: March","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-276",276,"\u003Cp>March’s monthly vote lottery draw\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residual soul within the green demonic core finished speaking and flew downward toward the wolf’s den; Liu Dingtian shouldered the wolf’s body and followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How you carry it out is none of my concern, and I have no interest in knowing. But one thing: if any problem is uncovered, I cannot save you. Do you understand?” Lin Qing fixed his gaze on Xu Baifu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When there are many missions, students may choose which Elder to accompany on assignments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps halted right before his door, followed by a soft knock. Jiang Anyi frowned—he had moved out of the inn precisely to avoid its noise and conceal his identity. Someone knocking at this hour must be here for him, but who could be so powerful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For celebrities like her, Weibo is always open; Chen Lin didn’t even need the password. He simply tapped the Weibo app icon, and the interface popped up instantly—he could post directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Xi’s methods filled Shi Fanggui with dread. To amass wealth for the Son of Heaven, how many families had been shattered and lives ruined? This eunuch was ruthless; Feng Zhong was his patron, yet he showed no mercy in persecuting him. Rumors said Huang Xi was purging Feng Zhong’s old factions within the Shadow Guard—soon, Feng Zhong’s death would surely be announced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His faint smile carried an enigmatic mystery, exuding effortless grace and freedom, causing the women in the company to burst into exclamations, gazing at Qin Ming with starry-eyed infatuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Xin felt a deep warmth flow through her heart as Qin Ming had arranged every detail for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Cheng Xin realized how bold her words had been. She blushed deeply and lowered her head, unable to meet Qin Ming’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, and before anyone could smile, an indescribable terrifying aura erupted from Yun Chen, striking everyone directly. None could resist—they were all flung backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He taught these primitives knowledge, skills, and even cultivation techniques, enabling them to survive in this harsh environment and eventually gain an advantage through cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Modern KTVs are far more luxurious than before; stepping inside feels like entering a palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carod nodded and took both the Fan Tian Yin and the Ding Feng Dan. He was familiar with Odam Ilidan and knew roughly who was there; with this Ding Feng Dan, he could face the Wind Element directly. Besides, the Heavenly Palace had the Five Divine Beasts—he wouldn’t fear even Olakir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deployment of this offensive largely mirrored the historical Iași–Chișinău offensive: the Southwest Front advanced south from the Kamianets-Podilskyi Fortress region, broke through north of Iași, then continued southward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way! I don’t have time—I can’t go to yours.” Jin Boran added, his tone harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Alliance’s farms on the Eastern Plains have already begun sowing; as long as a few people remain to guard them, they can wait for the harvest months later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Lady’s point is valid—she can’t rush. Right now, she must first settle the Meng family matter, and ideally keep pressing until they can never recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Tian saw me burst out, rolled down his window, smiled, waved at me, then gave me the middle finger with the posture of a victor, staring at me with utter contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhan Lu and Xu Yangui froze, then stepped outside to stand guard. Mu Wuxia raised an eyebrow. These two were his most trusted men—yet even they avoided his gaze when he raised his brow. What could this be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Demon burned with golden-red light, pure and untainted by any evil force. Aside from the radiation and toxicity inherent to his body, he now resembled nothing less than a colossal torch-lighthouse, radiating a sense of “sunlight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, whenever she frowned or grew solemn, he would speak in playful, childish tones, uttering random, whimsical words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since she’d never tried it, and the wine’s deep red hue looked so alluring, Su Mianmian really wanted to taste it—surely it couldn’t be worse than juice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingered on Qian Yun’s face, studying his handsome features; Akhsar felt a deep nostalgia, for that was his own face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Su Mianmian was engrossed in watching, a tall man approached her—but she remained oblivious on the bed until her tablet was snatched from her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing the traps outside had been exhausted, no one wanted to be the only one fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhen Rou felt her wrist tighten sharply, her step halted, then her shoulder was weighed down as a pungent stench of alcohol engulfed her head and face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Yun Jinyao and Qin Ruixi saying this, it meant their match would discard the advantage of sword-flight, turning into a terrain battle—letting the opponent have a real challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—” Su Mianmian glared at him, this jerk Jin Ye. He was sure she wouldn’t jump—even though she truly wanted to leap out of the car, she was still young, with her whole life ahead of her; she didn’t want to die so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you blame me?” Su Shicheng held a cigarette between his fingers but didn’t light it, merely playing with it lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was so beautiful that Yan Qiying felt even the morning songs of orioles in the valley, which she once lived with daily, couldn’t match even one-tenth of Lin Lai Quan Yun’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep down, she knew the real culprit was her greedy family, but she refused to accept this reality. This inner conflict twisted her gradually into a hateful, repulsive person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Prince Danlin is so kind, I won’t refuse your generous offer.” Qin Feng knew well the prince meant it sincerely, not out of politeness—in such a case, he must accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this mother and son, from the beginning until now, he’d always felt an odd discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Changqing walked down the road; when he met acquaintances, they exchanged greetings or nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yongyi finished speaking, stood up, lightly smoothed the faint wrinkles at his waist, confirmed his clothes were perfectly neat, then walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people believe belief is useless, so even though belief is currently the new darling of traffic and a household name, they still dismiss it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group didn’t come to help this man fight Li Daqiang—they kept pulling them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when Cheng Lv walked over, and those pitch-black eyes fell upon her, her fear reached its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the ancient saying goes: a strong dragon cannot overpower a local snake. This man is the mayor of Jiangcheng—he’s the local authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Chen Dong explain this? He had no ability to make the copper tribe’s chief understand this issue instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, under all eyes, Xiao Shisan carried Bai Xiaoyue, his figure transforming into a golden streak of light, vanishing like a meteor toward the southern horizon, heading for Fengyue Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>",1137,"2026-06-19T22:51:35.181Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","15d6b8b20d80476febc53bd8fbde77be450f8fc6b48a2ec989f85eb7c06fb736","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-277","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-275",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]