Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 532 "Money"

A landmark skyscraper rises from the sea of ​​black hair!

This is a landmark building in Dadu that no one from the central government would ever fail to recognize!
The Central Bank Financial Center Building in Dadu.

It is a symbol of wealth.

This person is truly wealthy.

But why does this illusion allow this thing to appear here? Even if it's not a physical entity, it's still a symbol. How can an illusion evoke this symbol?
Gan Yaquan's pupils trembled violently, her mouth opened but she couldn't utter a word, her mind a complete mess, her resolve utterly shaken. The sheer oppression from above left her without any will to resist.

Only endless questions and an overwhelming urge to escape, unwilling to accept the situation, surged up.

Almost insane.

Has she finally been driven mad by her own hair, trapped in some kind of distorted hallucination? Is none of this real… just a false dream…?

That's incredibly wealthy. People can be rich, but illusions can't possibly be this rich.

Why! ?

"Luo Ye's wealth is beyond imagination. Just holding her card makes me feel an endless surge of financial power. How exactly does the economy of Dadu operate? How is the financial system stable? ... Speaking of which, I have also wasted a lot of money for no reason so far, including some big expenses, but it seems that none of them have had any impact on this bank... It doesn't matter. I don't care what the people who laid the foundation for this bank did. I'm only responsible for spending money."

Jiang Si stood casually atop the Central Bank of Dadu, and his voice reached Gan Yaquan's ears.

"You... can you pay with cash directly?" Gan Yaquan said blankly, like a naive little girl in front of Zheng Fan.

"Cash? That's underestimating me. Even virtual currency would be fine. I can't call a deer a horse like you guys, so I have no choice but to use the real-world monetary system. Using this ability requires a bank card, which is really inconvenient." "Jiang Si" waved Luo Ye's black card in her hand and said with feigned emotion.

"Impossible! How could an illusion use real currency?!" Gan Yaquan stepped forward and questioned.

No one understands property illusions better than her; she has devoted her entire life to this, and in most known records, her achievement is the only property illusion!

Therefore, she refuted Zheng Fan's claim.

It wasn't because she was trying to escape the established facts, but because the manifestation of Zheng Fan's illusion violated the laws she had deciphered through a lifetime of research! That's why she raised questions.

This is impossible.

“Unless…you’re not hallucinating at all…” she said blankly.

"...You only realize this now, you idiot." Jiang Si paused for a moment before finally managing to utter a sentence, then flicked the black card in her hand.

At this moment, this bank card, or rather what this bank card symbolizes, is more authoritative than an imperial edict, the Imperial Seal, or even a divine decree!

Emperor, King, Saint, God, Immortal...

Nothing compares to the money in someone's hands!

Beneath the overlapping white worlds lies the true meaning of "order"!
This is a power that cannot be exerted in other worlds and occasions, and can only become stronger the closer it is to the white order. It also originates from human actions and psychology, and is not deepened but is presented in the simplest and most brutal way by deconstructing and extracting the most superficial form.

This elevates the concept of "money" to a level that nothing else can surpass in an instant.

Why do ordinary people toil and struggle?

It's nothing more than "wealth and glory"!
“Your hair is worthless in the face of real wealth.” “Jiang Si” looked down at Gan Yaquan and swiped the bank card lightly under her dazed gaze.

It's like cutting Ganya open from a distance with a knife.

Whoosh!
Then, the Central Bank Building in Dadu, which he was standing on, suddenly transformed into a "defense tower," its golden light so dazzling it was almost radiant, and beams of light, clearly indicating immense wealth, swept across the building with tacky gold coin effects.

All the hair was instantly evaporated. Gan Yaquan's thick, long hair was overwhelmed by this ultimate doctrine and was completely unable to resist it, even spontaneously disintegrating.

She became bald.

It also means she is dead.

She was already inseparable from the illusionary world around her; she was originally a monster made of hair.

"...You son of a bitch, Luo Ye."

In the real Central Bank building in the capital, in a spacious office surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, a middle-aged man with a beard and rugged features stopped his bad habit of drinking strong liquor in broad daylight after hearing the announcement. He turned on his computer and stared at the numbers jumping in front of him, the veins on his forehead seemingly racing against the numbers.

Do you really think he didn't know that the money in his bank account had been mysteriously disappearing since last year?

Each stroke is bigger than the last, and now they're finally dropping the pretense and just starting to burn things down, huh?

The source of the deductions was quite obvious. Although it could be traced back to other cards, the main source of the deductions ultimately came from that woman, Luo Ye…

He knew that Luo Ye possessed a property-related illusion that allowed her to exchange gold for power, and regularly providing Luo Ye with gold reserves was one of his jobs. As for that special black card, he knew from the beginning that Luo Ye's material desires weren't very high—compared to some extremely extravagant tycoons. The money Luo Ye earned by taking advantage of those big shots was enough to meet her own expenses, and even though that special black card was directly linked to an entire bank, Luo Ye basically didn't need it.

The card was given out initially just to show our commitment, as a token of our friendship. It was enough for us to exchange a token of our feelings.

Who could have predicted this would happen?!

There aren't any property-related illusions that allow you to directly burn through money, right?

"This is awful, I have to make another trip..." The man stood up, quickly gave instructions, glanced at the expensive wine on his desk with a pained expression, and hesitated for a moment...

"This dilapidated city is doomed to fail sooner or later, so I might as well enjoy it." He decided to enjoy it directly in broad daylight.

The economic crisis and the collapse of the financial system are trivial matters, incomparable to his enjoyment of fine wine. At least for him, they are indeed minor matters.

But that piece of shit woman still deserves to be cursed.

After all, you wouldn't dare to curse someone if you actually met them face-to-face; you really have to curse them a lot behind their backs.

……

After Gan Yaquan's death, the remaining technicians were quickly dragged out one by one by Luo Xingxing, Jiang Si, and Xi Cai. They didn't know what had happened; they only saw large sheets of white paper float by and surround a huge area. When the Longhua started its logic, their communication with Gan Yaquan was completely cut off.

Just as Adam's death was shrouded in mystery, Gan Yaquan's fate was equally unclear to these people.

In the end, only the towering, mechanical three-headed dragon, after being removed from the cover of the white paper, truly amazed everyone.

Meanwhile, the trusted subordinates who had been chasing their three young masters who had been hit by the hedgehog-shaped vehicle finally arrived and saw the three brothers supporting each other at the foot of the mechanical dragon.

They were all taken aback.

You weren't like this half an hour ago. Did that hedgehog car crash into these three brothers and rupture their brains?

Long Yu glanced helplessly at her two older brothers.

Start...

How could they even do that?
He glanced at Jiang Si, who was talking to Xi Cai beside him, and sighed after thinking for a moment.

Well, it's common in the violent world to violently kill a family member in the name of self-justification, but it's not applicable in all situations.

Why would the Longhua ship, which he built himself, have a hidden three-headed mode that he himself was unaware of...? This might also be a manifestation of a violent world.

Violence is primal, but it also carries something pure within it.

How awful... This world actually has such a gentle side. After experiencing it, Long Yu felt a sense of irony in his daze.

Yet, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Zheng Fan searched around but couldn't find any remnants of that property-type illusion, so naturally, it couldn't be condensed into a singularity.

"Is the power of 'money is justice' too strong for a similar illusion?" Even traces of other oddities have disappeared, and the underlying information confirms that Gan Yaquan is dead. Gan Yaquan is the illusion that has died the cleanest in Zheng Fan's eyes so far.

Such suppression of similar beings is terrifying.

Money is such a powerful thing.

(End of this chapter)