Chapter 45: Sudden Wealth and Extravagance

Liang Xiaoyu’s eyes were fixed intently on the glowing screen before her.

Under her anxious gaze, the figure on the ground stirred, then shakily climbed to his feet.

Liang Xiaoyu patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

She turned her attention to her phone screen, about to speak, when she suddenly saw the man who had just stood up spit out a mouthful of blood and mutter some incoherent curses.

Liang Xiaoyu frowned. Before she could check the live chat to ask everyone to translate what he had said, she saw him raise his middle finger in the direction of the park.

He shouted a few more insults before stumbling away.

Liang Xiaoyu was momentarily stunned, then her brows knitted in anger.

She looked at the livestream chat.

[He was just wetting his pants, and now he’s flipping the bird?]
[Truly living up to his reputation!]
[That shameless aura can’t be taught.]
[Mr. Qiao is too kind. If it were me, I’d have fed him to the dinosaurs already.]
[Serves him right for falling so hard.]
…
Guo Yinjü shrugged and said to those around her, “This really isn’t good.”

Others joined in with curses of their own.

But the matter was far from over.

Bumblebee strode over with a clattering of steps and brought his head close to Liang Xiaoyu’s camera, speaking seriously: “I’ll now relay Mr. Qiao’s words.”

“The purpose of Fantasy Park is to provide humanity with new and exciting entertainment. Any violation of the rules will be dealt with strictly.”

“The rule-breaker is named Kim Myeolgi, a legitimate representative of his country, and his actions reflect upon his people.”

“As punishment, starting today, all citizens of that nation are added to Fantasy Park’s blacklist, forever barred from entry!”

As soon as Bumblebee finished speaking, the woman from that country at the entrance was politely escorted out by a volunteer.

Liang Xiaoyu’s livestream erupted into chaos.

[Haha, love to see it.]
[After research, they’ll claim Mr. Qiao is one of theirs, and still won’t let us in?]
[They should’ve been blacklisted ages ago. No sovereignty, but they sure know how to disgust people.]
[How did the others get away?]
[I’m an international student from that country; that guy doesn’t represent us. Could you tell Mr. Qiao to target individuals instead?]
[I’m from there too, and I love Rabbit Country’s culture. I oppose some of my compatriots’ behavior and don’t want to lose my chance at the park because of this.]
[This must have been instigated by Eagle Nation; some of our representatives have long been their lapdogs!]

Liang Xiaoyu frowned.

She hesitated, then relayed these messages to Bumblebee.

Bumblebee spread his arms wide: “This is Mr. Qiao’s decision.”

He then brought his head close to the camera: “However, I have a suggestion—you could choose to immigrate.”

“Or, if you believe you were instigated, you may appeal. With sufficient evidence, Mr. Qiao will lift your blacklist.”

...

To Qiao Mian, this incident was nothing more than a minor opening-day episode.

He had long expected something like this to happen; the only surprise was the troublemaker’s identity.

As for the punishment, it was simply a warning to others.

After watching Wang Lang leave, Qiao Mian returned to his office.

He opened a bottle of beer and took a hearty gulp.

Despite his efforts to contain himself, a smile broke across his face.

He was even happier than when his online girlfriend had used a voice changer to call him “dear.”

He summoned Zero to check the day’s earnings.

Three hundred fifty people had bought all tickets, while the remaining one hundred fifty had only skipped the gladiator arena’s premium seats.

Total revenue reached a record-setting one billion and five million.

Converted to game credits, that was one hundred thousand and five hundred.

This far surpassed what he had painstakingly earned over the past year.

Sudden wealth—how exhilarating!

Qiao Mian took another deep drink.

Holding the beer bottle, he spun in place, mimicking the dance steps from the Axe Gang.

His moves were clumsy, but his mood was soaring.

He recalled Wang Lang’s earlier bashful, hesitant words, and couldn’t help but shake his head with a chuckle.

That middle-aged man had hinted and implied, finally outright asking if Qiao Mian could keep using Rabbit Country’s currency for ticket purchases.

After Qiao Mian confirmed, Wang Lang nearly jumped up to hug him.

That look in his eyes startled Qiao Mian.

Once he regained his composure, he understood Wang Lang’s true intent.

As long as tickets were sold for Rabbit Country’s currency, the dominance of Eagle Nation’s currency would be greatly undermined.

Gold and oil would pale in comparison.

Fantasy Park was the future.

Rabbit Country had every reason to be excited.

“If I reveal my identity now, won’t they worship me?” Qiao Mian thought smugly.

After converting all popularity credits into game currency, he began to review his current game status.

[Player Name: Qiao Mian]
[Game Level: 1 (431,423/1,000,000)]
[Game Currency: 116,586]
[Staff: 10]
[Popularity: 0]
[Items for Sale: Iron Man Suit Mark 6 (10,000), Blood Orchid Extract (1,000), Spark Source (100,000), Kong Blood Serum (100), Pusqu Snake Gall (10), Treasure Snake Blood Serum (50), Dimensional Item Finder (100), Muscle-Tendon Transformation Sutra (600), Nine Yin Manual (600), Nine Yang Divine Skill (600)...]
[Modules Unlocked: Ticket Hall, Office Center, Dinosaur Park, Snake Pavilion, Road, Fitness Plaza/Gladiator Arena]
[Connected Universes: Jurassic World, Kong, Anaconda, Iron Man, Transformers, The Legend of the Condor Heroes]

Qiao Mian examined everything carefully.

“In a day, I can earn ten Iron Man suits. Truly, only opening day brings in game currency.”

“Another five or six days of business and the park can upgrade to level two.”

“I wonder if new features will be unlocked at level two.”

He pondered for a moment, then finished his beer.

With so much money now, should he buy some Treasure Snake Blood Serum to boost his inner strength?

He considered it, then dismissed the idea.

He wasn’t planning to go out anytime soon, so there was no need to waste money.

Besides, that stuff tasted awful—far worse than any herbal tonic he’d ever had.

Maybe he should learn another martial art?

The Muscle-Tendon Transformation Sutra he’d mastered only enhanced his internal energy, but lacked actual combat techniques—it didn’t give him the grace or prowess of a true martial arts master.

Previously, with only a few thousand game credits, he’d had to save for staff salaries, but now, with wealth in hand, there was no need to be stingy.

A man should spend boldly!

With that thought, Qiao Mian immediately spent 600 credits to redeem the Nine Yin Manual.

He narrowed his eyes and immersed himself in its mysteries.