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Chapter 282 Who Says My Lola is Useless? (3K)

The Stoka clan once had a very prestigious era.

Back then, they called themselves "Guests of the Line and the Ink, Travelers of the Realm of Reason," as the saying goes: "Hold the line straight, move the ink round; follow reason as the ferry, bear entropy as the boat. May all guests travel in the realm of reason, without straying from its order."

Once this verse is uttered, which hero in the universe wouldn't bow respectfully and call him "a noble family, the overlord of the universe"?
Now, they call it a "self-consistent precursor".

Being confined in a pasture, in the process of constantly weakening themselves to generate a continuous stream of "proof of existence," they collapse and shrink in dimensionality towards what is called "self-consistency."

In this universe, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit, the one who doesn't kneel is a corpse, and the one who kneels is a slave. This has always been the case. Fortune turns like a wheel. Even their race cannot truly grasp the truth, and naturally, they cannot win every battle.

Their clan was powerful and numerous, making them a dominant force among the shepherds. They had once advanced rapidly, breaking through their own life levels and seizing countless negative entropies. However, they were defeated by the power of the Forger level, bowing their heads and willingly becoming slaves in exchange for a chance to survive.

They were allowed to live and weaken themselves, and they even had to say, "Thank you for your mercy, sir." Otherwise, they would have been like the "forked sheep," nailed to the farm and used as nutrient soil.

The price they pay is the constant stream of "proof of existence" they produce, which is essentially their wool.

After all, it is common knowledge that the wool comes from the sheep, but the wool does not belong to the sheep.

Therefore, although they continuously produce "Proofs of Existence," which can be exchanged for survival points in the "Survival Guide for the Weak," they are still penniless because all "Proofs of Existence" must be handed over and cannot remain within their tribe.

Moreover, if the wool production does not meet the standards, the sheep will have no value and will be slaughtered for meat.

To increase and stabilize the production rate of [Proof of Existence], they must continuously weaken themselves, and the best way to weaken themselves is to learn survival skills.

However, their clan was so poor that they couldn't afford any effective skill learning pathways at all.

As a result, many members of the entire group have already been used as nutrient soil.

So when Stoka heard that there was an opportunity to exchange three capture devices for a chance to learn the C-level skill [Bull and Horse], the whole village didn't believe it and thought Stoka must have been tricked.

How could such a good opportunity possibly fall to their clan?
Besides, is the person who plans to replace the capture device stupid?

Actually, Stoker wasn't entirely convinced at the time, but based on her trust in her friend Lux, she seized the opportunity.

Although renting a prosthetic body came at a higher cost than he had imagined, and he ended up only being able to buy two capture devices, Stokka actually managed to get the opportunity to study.

"What exactly is Lord Li Ke Bolun after?" The clan elders were completely baffled.

After much thought, they could only come up with one explanation.

This Lord Li Ke Boren is indeed a fool.

Having finally found such a fool, one should seize the opportunity and hold on tight.

Then, this seemingly foolish Lord Rico Bolon actually allowed them to exchange information for the opportunity to learn skills. The clan's genius, Lagrang, then embarked on his journey carrying the hopes of the entire village.

Who would have thought, hey, it's actually true again!

Two consecutive C-level survival skill learning paths!
"Lord Li Ke Bolun is so kind!" The clan elders were filled with gratitude and chanted his name day and night.

At a point like this, does it even matter whether you're stupid or not?

This is the benefactor of our [Self-Consistent Precursor] family!
And then……

What? It's possible to get so many people in the clan to learn how to be cattle and horses and how to make offerings?
And they don't charge any money?

This time, they don't even need intelligence; they just need to take away their opportunity to exchange [Dust of Primordial Silence] for survival points. Moreover, [Dust of Primordial Silence] is provided by Lord Li Ke Boren.

Shouldn't we provide the dust of primordial tranquility ourselves?

It's not like they're paying for the job? Can you believe there's such a kind thing in this world?
The elders of the clan felt their consciences were aching.

So when Stoka said he would raise funds for Lord Li Ke Boren, the clan elders finally felt a little more at ease with their consciences.

That's definitely something we have to pay for!
Even if it means emptying my pockets, I'll make sure Mr. Li Ke Boren is satisfied!
and so……

The joys and sorrows of this world are not shared. While Tang Yiping felt that he was simply an evil capitalist, the Stoka clan thought he was a great benefactor sent from heaven, and they were afraid that he asked for too little and that their clan would be spoiled.

In this unpredictable universe, being spoiled can really lead to death.

but……

“I’m sorry, Lord Li Ke Boren…” Stoka said to Tang Yiping, “Although our clan has exhausted all its resources, and even borrowed some money, it is still not enough to cover your needs…”

"How much more is needed?" Tang Yiping asked.

"We need to exchange it for at least another week..."

"Huh? It'll take this long..." Tang Yiping couldn't help but complain, "Your clan is really poor..."

Stokka was filled with shame and lowered his head.

As if to prove that he had done his best, a prompt popped up in front of Tang Yiping's eyes:
—The user 【StokaB89201733C0Z】, as your follower, is handing over ownership of their survival points account to you. Do you accept?
Huh? They even handed over their wallets?

Can you do this?

Stoka is such a good boy.

"accept!"

—You have accepted ownership of the survival points account of user [Stoka B89201733C0Z] in the Survival Guide for the Weak. Do you wish to retain management rights for [Stoka B89201733C0Z]?

Taking over management rights is going too far.

reserve.

Then, a "Survival Points" section appeared in Tang Yiping's "Survival Guide for the Weak".

It reads: "Current Survival Points: 33,589,725".

Steal...steal the young?
Tang Yiping's eyes widened. Over thirty-three million points? That many?
"Stoka, are points really worthless?" Tang Yiping asked Stoka.

“Survival points are a very precious resource and are very difficult to obtain…” Stoka said.

I don't understand how precious it is just by saying that.

Tang Yiping thought for a moment and found a reference point: "How many points are needed to rent a prosthetic body?"

"Renting a prosthetic body depends on the type. The prosthetic body like that of Lady Lola the Carrion Eater costs around 150 million points, while mine... only costs 20."

You think a dog's life is worthless? Lola's prosthetic body is only 7.5, it's totally worth it!

"How many points does the item that can make me stand up cost?" Tang Yiping asked.

“The props themselves cost 500 million, and delivery will cost 3000 million,” Stoka replied.

Tang Yiping: "???"

So expensive? 23.33? 175cm tall?
With so much money, could we buy Lola's prosthetic body?
I had no idea it was so expensive!

Tang Yiping suddenly felt that whether he could stand up or not was not so important.

“So, when I told you it was expensive, you said it was okay, you could buy it…” Stoca said.

His heartache was palpable.

Tang Yiping also felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

After a long pause, he asked, "How many points can one grain of [Dust of Primordial Silence] be exchanged for?"

“One grain of [Dust of Primordial Silence] can be exchanged for 10000 survival points,” Stoka replied.

What?
Tang Yiping blinked, then blinked again.

The heartache I felt just now suddenly disappeared.

What? The things you bought yourself are only worth 3500 grains of primordial dust?
3500 grains of primordial dust are only a small amount!
This might not be very intuitive, but if a person grabs a handful of sand, they can probably grab about a million grains.

The dust of the original silence is not much larger than ordinary sand. Tang Yiping felt that he could grab at least seven or eight hundred thousand grains in one go.

The dust of primordial solitude that he accidentally spilled on the floor when planting the Mother Tree of Primordial Dust yesterday was enough to make that delivery guy, who charges 3000 million survival points for each delivery, deliver breakfast to Tang Yiping every day for the next year.

He's too lazy to sweep it up if it falls on the ground.

“Your clan is really poor,” Tang Yiping said, and after thinking it over, he finally came to this conclusion.

I don't even have the money to have breakfast delivered to me.

Stoka: "Waaah..."

I was so ashamed I couldn't breathe.

"After I finish buying my things, I'll return the money they raised to them," Tang Yiping said.

Even with fundraising, usually the wealthy would return all their money, while the common people would split it 30/70. But the common people are too poor; it's just a drop in the bucket, not worth it at all.

“That won’t be necessary; they’ll have other ideas,” said Stoka, the traitor who sold out his tribe.

"Sigh, I'll have to wait another week obediently." Tang Yiping calculated the current shortfall and sighed.

He has a lot of the Dust of Immortality, but it's useless if he can't exchange it for money, which has really stuck him.

Just as he was thinking this, Tang Yiping suddenly saw his survival points jump up.

Current survival points: 33,610,725.

Huh? How come I got 10000 points?

“It’s Lady Lola’s taxes that have been collected,” Stoka said.

Lola's taxes? Oh right, Lola is still struggling to make ends meet.

"Even a mosquito's leg is meat... Ten thousand more points a day is not bad, it's equivalent to exchanging for one more Dust of Solitude..." Tang Yiping thought he was paying taxes once a day, and happily did the math.

Lola, keep it up!

Then... after a while, the account popped up again.

Current survival points: 33,610,725.

Tang Yiping: "???"

After a while...

Current survival points: 33,610,725.

Wow, Lola is amazing!
Tang Yiping was stunned.

What kind of revenue growth rate is this?

Lola is so fast!

And it's getting faster and faster!
Is this because they're becoming more and more skilled at consuming carrion?

At this moment, Tang Yiping felt remorseful for his previous attitude towards Lola.

Who says Lola is useless?
Who says Lola only knows how to eat?

Is it bad to just eat?

All they do is eat, that's amazing!

Lola, I misunderstood you! From today onwards, I'm willing to call you my godfather!

Lola was indeed intelligent from a young age; she was a genius capable of learning A-level skills.

Tang Yiping looked at Stoka.

Tsk, she's not as good as Lola at guarding the door, and she's not as good as Lola at supporting the family either.

Your clan is indeed incredibly weak.

For a long time afterward, Tang Yiping did basically nothing, watching with anticipation as Lola earned money to support him.

As soon as the survival points arrived, Tang Yiping couldn't wait and slammed his fist on the table: "Quickly, quickly, contact the seller to deliver the goods!"

I want to walk, I want to run, I want to fly!
(End of this chapter)