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His lips twitched, and then he suddenly realized what was happening.

"What?! The Omniscience Bag?"

His voice was exceptionally clear in the empty courtyard.

As soon as the words were spoken, the background music that had been silent for a long time started to play.

"Having mistakenly entered the imperial palace, I urge you to lay down the sand in your hand."

"........."

Lin Si's lips twitched as she listened to the background music.

The All-Knowledge Bag is a unique artifact developed by the Knowledge Society.

Learn from scholars who have created portable storage devices that blend mythology and space technology.

Internally connected to independent demiplanes, it theoretically possesses infinite storage space, making it the ultimate storage tool for current leap compression storage technology.

He had wanted to buy one after watching the 'Paper Release Conference' of the Doctoral Society, but he never had a way to purchase it.

Theoretically, this thing is even more valuable than the "Starship," because the Starship is actually possible to buy, while the Omniscience Pouch is not sold to the public at all.

He held the far-flung hand and stepped on it, poking and tearing it to make sure it was not a high imitation, but indeed a genuine product from the Boshi Society.

Just then, my phone vibrated again.

Opal: "Mr. Demon King, your goods have arrived. Please check them upon delivery."

Lin Si glanced at her phone, then at the Myriad Knowledge Pouch in her hand.

Demon King: "Mr. Opal, what is this 'All Knowledge Bag'?"

Opal: "This is a gift! Thank you for your continued support of Interstellar Peace Shopping!"

"........."

Lin Si stared at the message and remained silent for a long time.

This thing, you just give it away like that? Or is it a free gift?

He took a deep breath and then exhaled.

Demon King: "Then thank you, Mr. Opal."

Since they had already gone to such lengths, he didn't refuse, but it was a favor he needed to repay.

He put down his phone and sighed.

"But what could possibly be enough to make even a P46 feel that the benefits are sufficient?"

After all, they are businessmen, and to maintain a friendship with them, you must provide sufficient benefits.

He thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything or anyone that could move P46.

Then a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Why are you acting like an old man?"

Lin Si fell silent again.

When did he start experiencing stress?

He's always been someone who doesn't take pressure, but when did he start to become so hesitant and indecisive?

The background music stopped at this point, as if not wanting to disturb his thoughts.

He looked down at the Myriad Knowledge Pouch in his hand and decided to put these things aside for the time being.

Things will work themselves out. If we discover any good projects in the future, we can talk to Opal about them.

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On the other side of the Shence Mansion, a side hall was brightly lit. Jing Yuan, Fei Xiao, and Yao Guang sat around a low table with a pot of tea, three cups, and a plate of barely touched osmanthus cake on it.

With Huaiyan gone, he went to find Yunli and Hanguang, probably wanting to see the "Star Slayer" sword with his own eyes, or perhaps wanting to see the disciple he thought he would never see again.

"Oh? You mean this is related to Chang Letianjun's game?"

Jingyuan leaned back in his chair, holding a teacup in his hand, but didn't drink it, just held it.

Yao Guang smiled and lightly traced a circle on the rim of the cup with his finger.

“That’s right. The alliance is General Tian Shu’s biggest backing, and we elders should help our own children.”

Fei Xiao frowned and put down his teacup.

"That being said, I can't dance either."

Her tone carried a blunt message: "You can make me fight, but you might as well kill me if you want me to dance."

Jing Yuan remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Yao Guang said she had just consulted the oracle, and that Xiao Linzi needed to create an account with tens of millions of followers because of Aha.

After all, it was a game of the Star God. Since Yao Guang had divined it, it meant that Chang Le Tian Jun wanted to divine it for Yao Guang.

In other words, Chang Letianjun also hopes to see them "get involved".

That makes sense; the more people there are, the more fun it will be.

Yao Guang chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Fei Xiao and Jing Yuan.

"Feixiao, Jingyuan, I know this might be difficult for you two, so I have already come up with a solution."

Jingyuan was taken aback, and finally put down the cup of tea he had been holding.

"Oh? What kind of countermeasure?"

Fei Xiao raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

Yao Guang didn't rush to speak.

She stood up, walked to the low cabinet next to her, took out two cups of Fairy Delight Tea, and held one in each hand.

"A good song doesn't require dancing, but it should be easy to sing along to. The lyrics should be simple and easy to understand, and make people nod along with the melody."

"I didn't expect General Rong Tao to have such insights into lyrics and music."

Jingyuan's voice carried a hint of unexpected appreciation.

Yao Guang chuckled softly but did not reply.

She stepped back half a step, holding a cup of Fairy Delight Tea in each hand, and began to slowly swirl the cups. The movement wasn't exactly elegant, but it had a unique fluidity and a strong sense of rhythm.

Then she started singing.

"A cup of good tea, please, may good fortune shine upon you!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but she pronounced each word clearly, like a children's song or a well-known auspicious saying.

She sang it twice, the teacup in her hand swaying to the rhythm, her gaze sweeping between Jingyuan and Feixiao, as if waiting for them to sing and sway along with her.

"........."

Jingyuan's smile froze on his face.

He stared at the two cups of tea in Yao Guang's hand and remained silent for a long time.

He had gone through all the sad things in his life before he managed to keep his composure and not laugh out loud in front of the two generals.

But Feixiao couldn't stay still.

She threw her head back and laughed loudly, the sound echoing in the side room, making the osmanthus cake on the table tremble.

He even leaned back too hard, causing the chair to tip backward, and he fell backward, chair and all, onto the ground in a sorry state.

"Hahahahaha!"

Feixiao lay on the ground, pointing at Yaoguang.

"What kind of dance is this? Yao Guang, are you possessed by some kind of 'divine energy'?"

Yao Guang wasn't annoyed by their reactions. A slight smile appeared on his lips as he put down his teacup and glanced back and forth between Fei Xiao and Jing Yuan.

"Feixiao, Jingyuan, what are you two laughing at? Since I can show you, do you think you can escape?"

Feixiao sprang up from the ground with a limp, dusted off his clothes, and smiled.

"Escape? When have I, Feixiao, ever escaped?"

She looked at Jing Yuan.

"Then let's give it a try?"

Jing Yuan looked at her, then glanced at Yao Guang, and sighed.

He knew he couldn't escape it.

"Tea should be steeped slowly; haste makes the flavor fade. Since you two are in such a refined mood, Jingyuan will gladly keep you company!"

His voice was somewhat hoarse, as if he were making a very difficult decision.

Yao Guang nodded in satisfaction, then took out four cups of Immortal's Delight Tea and handed them to the two of them.

"Let's get started, just follow my instructions."

She began to gently swirl the glass again, her movements becoming much smoother than before.

"A cup of good tea, please, may good fortune shine upon you!"

Chapter 282 One Hundred and Twenty-Five Million Credits

"This sword is not suitable for you."

The night market at Xingchahai is still going strong.

Silver Wolf stood in front of a sword shop, holding a longsword in her hand. She turned the sword over to look at the blade, weighed it in her hand, then put it down and picked up another one.

Kafka stood beside her, also examining the 'decorative swords,' her gaze sweeping over them.

When Blade saw Silver Wolf pick up the third sword, he couldn't help but remind him.

Silver Wolf glanced back at him and casually replied.

"Oh. So what kind of sword do you think would suit me?"

Ren thought for a moment, then glanced at the swords.

"A narrow-bodied, thin-bladed sword, or a three-foot-long soft sword."

Silver Wolf waved his hand dismissively and put the sword back on the shelf.

"My God, Point Knife Bro, a god of the sword and blade realm!"

Her tone carried a teasing tone, as if asking, "Are you going to give me another swordsmanship lesson?"

"........."

Blade's lips twitched, but he didn't reply.

Kafka chuckled and tapped the silver wolf on the head.

"Alright, don't make things difficult for Ah Ren. He only didn't remind you because he thought you liked that soda soy milk."

The silver wolf didn't dodge, but let out a soft snort.

"I'm not blaming A-Ren, I'm thinking about how to get revenge on the Demon King!"

Kafka shrugged but didn't reply.

Blade didn't reply. He sensed something at that moment and then suddenly turned around.

Three figures appeared in the street behind them: Yun Li, Han Guang, and Huai Yan.

Yun Li was the first to see the silver wolf. Her eyes lit up, and she waved to them.

"Huh? Miss Silver Wolf knows her master?"

Her voice was crisp and bright.

The moment Silver Wolf saw Huaiyan, he exchanged a glance with Kafka, then covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Hot! The master of the sword realm has met the supreme god of the forging realm!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Ren, who was standing next to her, to hear clearly.

Ren's lips twitched again, then he looked at Huai Yan and sighed softly.