Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Secretary Zhang, please just say what's on your mind!"

"Of the one hundred monkeys, we'll keep one-third, and you can have two-thirds of the rest. What do you think?"

"One-third?" Liu Bei was surprised by Zhang Weixing's generosity.

He thought for a moment, then looked at the destroyed rice seedlings and shook his head. "Not suitable!"

"Alright then!" Zhang Weixing thought it over again. "Twenty, we only want twenty. The remaining eighty, including the monkey king, are yours. How about it?"

"It's still not suitable!" Liu Bei continued to shake his head.

"Huh? It's...it's not appropriate yet?" The militiamen and villagers exclaimed in disbelief.

Zhang Weixing was taken aback. "So, Xiao Bei, what you mean is—"

"I just checked, and at least seventeen or eighteen mu of rice seedlings in the village have been destroyed. The villagers have suffered huge losses this year. It wouldn't be right for me to take two-thirds!"

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Weixing and the others were all taken aback. Zhang Weixing quickly said, "But—"

"Secretary Zhang, I haven't finished speaking! Please let me finish, okay?"

"Okay. Xiao Bei, continue!"

Liu Bei glanced at the little girl's new grave again. "Brother Wangzhong just lost someone. His family was so pitiful! That's why I only want that monkey king!"

"As for the remaining 99 monkeys, Secretary Zhang, you can give eight to Brother Wangzhong. Consider it a token of your appreciation. The rest of the 91 are up to you to distribute!"

"Huh?" The villagers exclaimed in surprise.

No one expected that Liu Bei would only want one monkey king.

For a moment, we looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"No! That's not appropriate!" Zhang Weixing shook his head. "If it weren't for you, Xiao Bei, our village would have suffered even greater losses. Giving you the title of Monkey King alone isn't right. Of course, we should also offer condolences to the Wang Zhong family. How about this?"

"According to Xiao Bei, the Wangzhong family will still divide the monkeys into eight. From the remaining 91, take out five more to make a 6 with the Monkey King, since 6 symbolizes good fortune. They'll all go to Xiao Bei. What do the villagers think?"

"Okay. I agree!"

"Yes. I have no objection!"

"I agree!"

……

In an instant, the militiamen and villagers all echoed each other.

Zhang Weixing looked at Liu Bei and smiled. "Xiao Bei, did you hear that? The will of the people cannot be defied! The villagers all agree; you wouldn't go against their wishes, would you?"

Liu Bei: "..."

If he still refuses after all this has been said, then he's really not giving me any face.

"Alright. Since it's a token of the villagers' kindness, I'll accept it! Six it is!"

"That's more like it!" Zhang Weixing smiled when Liu Bei stopped refusing, and put his arm around Liu Bei's shoulder. "Xiao Bei, let's go back to the village! The rest of you, carry the monkey back to the village first. Then the village committee will come and assess the damage to the rice seedlings!"

"Let's go! Carry it back to the village!"

The villagers and militiamen cheered and hurriedly carried the monkey king, along with other monkeys, back to the village.

……

A dozen minutes later, the monkeys were carried into the village.

The roads leading into the village were already lined with people standing in circles.

Many of them were elderly people and children who did not go to the fields to watch.

All eyes were fixed on the 100-pound monkey king.

"My goodness...you old geezer, look at that dead monkey, it's fatter than you!"

"Those fangs are so long, it's really creepy!"

"Old man, are you scared already? Let me tell you, what happened in the paddy fields was even scarier than those war movies you see in the village's open-air cinema. A hundred monkeys, my God, a dark mass of them, all rushing towards us like a flash flood!"

"Who says otherwise? Anyone else would have been scared out of their wits by now. But you know what? Liu Bei didn't even flinch."

"Unfazed? What do you mean? Tell me!"

"Let me tell you, he charged straight at the monkey troop all by himself with a hunting rifle. He flew up like a bird, running on the monkeys' shoulders. Then he turned around, launched a surprise attack, and slaughtered the monkeys! That scene was so impressive! So awesome! No, so domineering!!!"

"That's not all. Let me tell you. After Liu Bei launched a surprise attack on more than a dozen monkeys, he completely enraged the monkey king. In a fit of rage, the monkey king attacked him! Can you guess what Liu Bei did?"

"Tell me quickly, how did he kill the Monkey King?"

"Let me tell you, after Liu Bei landed in the paddy field with that hunting rifle, he faced the monkey king directly. When he was less than two meters away from the monkey king, he raised his gun to shoot him!"

"The Monkey King blocked his vitals with both arms, but unexpectedly, Liu Bei feinted. The shooting was a ruse; the real purpose was to lure the Monkey King into a trap, then use the butt of the gun to smash the Monkey King's head repeatedly!"

"The monkey king was covered in blood from the blows. His head was cracking loudly. But the monkey king is a king after all; how could he willingly wait to die? He reacted and launched a counterattack!"

"It thought that with its fangs and claws, it could easily injure Liu Bei at close range. But the Monkey King didn't expect that before it even had a chance to make a move, Liu Bei would refuse to engage in hand-to-hand combat!"

"Not hand-to-hand combat? Then what are we going to do?"

"Hehe—of course, it's about playing with guns. Why would you leave a gun lying around letting it rust?"

"No hand-to-hand combat, just guns?" The old men looked at each other, countless of them seemingly understanding something, with expressions that said, "I know, I know."

"and then?"

"Then, after Liu Bei fired, one bullet killed the Monkey King instantly!"

"Finished?"

"Nonsense! If I shot you in the body, wouldn't you be finished?"

"..."

"With the monkey king dead, all the other monkeys were terrified and ran around in all directions. This gave the militia an opportunity, and under the leadership of the village secretary, they quickly wiped out the group of monkeys."

"For the first time in my life, I've truly witnessed what it means to remain calm under pressure. What real awesomeness is! What true dominance is!"

"Liu Bei doesn't look like a hunter at all; he's clearly the reincarnation of Guan Yu, the legendary general from ancient times!"

"From now on, if anyone dares to say even the slightest bad word about him, hehe, I'll be the first to make them pay!"

"And that Zhang Hu, damn it, what kind of bastard is he? He dares to go against Liu Bei? If he dares to show his face, I'll kick him into the latrine and make him eat shit!"

"Yeah, that bastard Zhang Hu has been talking bad about Liu Bei behind his back again lately. He better not be seen by me. If he dares to show his face, I'll shit on his neck and make him eat it all. If he doesn't eat it all, I'll throw him into the pigsty and let the pigs root him up!"

……

The militiamen of Zhangjiawan Village spoke with great enthusiasm, and the elderly people and villagers on both sides of the road listened with nods of agreement, swallowing hard as they praised Liu Bei, their respect for him growing ever stronger.

At that moment, Liu Bei became a god in Zhangjiawan Village.

A martial god like Guan Yu.

Even if Wu Song came, he would have to admit defeat and obediently call out "Hello, Brother Bei".

However, while some are happy, others are naturally unhappy and envious.

Hidden in the shadows of a certain alley, Zhang Hu and his cousin watched the grand procession carrying the monkey and listened to the militiamen praising Liu Bei. Their eyes were bloodshot...