Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

Mo Mo looked regretful and said, "Is that so? I originally wanted to exchange fifty years of my lifespan for a sweet kiss from you, Little Lingmeng. It seems I was overthinking it."

Reimu Hakurei's eyes widened upon hearing this. Did Momo already know that she had agreed to work for the god in order to extend her lifespan?

Damn it, fifty years of lifespan! What a waste, it was just a kiss...

"Feeling attracted? But suddenly I'm not interested in you as you are now. Let's talk about it again when I see the real you!"

"Pah! Even if I had ten thousand years of life, I wouldn't kiss you. You're a toad trying to eat swan meat! And stop interrupting. Now you need to choose the LV1 additional skill for your trading power. Here is the draw list."

Looking at the dazzling array of draw options, Mo Mo said helplessly, "Can't I just specify an additional skill?"

"Hmph, dream on! But you're lucky with an A, so your character must be pretty good, right?"

"No, no, no!"

Mo Mo shook his finger and said, "It's not wishful thinking, but Little Lingmeng, you haven't used your imagination. What I possess is the power of trade. Trade represents circulation, and there is nothing in the world that cannot be traded."

"Huh? You're really crazy. I'd like to see what you're going to do."

"In that case..."

Momo looked up at the sky, stretched out his arms, and said, "Lord Alaya, I will use my trading power to trade with you, exchanging fifty years of my lifespan for the right to choose additional skills for the LV1 trading power."

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003 Making a Deal with God

Mo Mo's voice carried far and wide, attracting a crowd of onlookers. When they saw Mo Mo, covered in blood, stretching out his arms to embrace the sky and uttering inexplicable, childish words, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Another immature kid, what a waste of such a good-looking appearance.

"Are you crazy?!"

Reimu Hakurei grabbed Momo's hair, trying to make him lower his head, and said, "That's a god, the greatest god! She controls all worlds, and you dare to make a deal with her? Are you challenging the majesty of a god?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Momo picked up the mischievous Reimu Hakurei and placed her on his head, saying, "Why can't gods trade? My trading power is also a power bestowed by gods, so why can't I use it on gods?"

Reimu Hakurei couldn't understand Momo's thinking and said, "Gods are all-knowing, all-powerful, and without desires. How can you make a deal with a god?"

Mo Mo held up three fingers and said, "Fair, equivalent, and voluntary."

"God has no desires, which means God neither opposes nor agrees. Isn't that tacit consent? It's voluntary."

"I cannot interfere with God, and God will naturally not interfere with my thoughts and will; this is fair."

"Finally, God's majesty extends to all the worlds, and God's determination of value is certainly correct; it is equivalence."

Mo Mo looked up at the sky again and laughed, "I followed the rules for using the power of exchange, and initiated a fair, equivalent, and voluntary exchange with God. This is precisely a manifestation of respecting divine authority. So how can it be considered a challenge to divine authority and dignity?"

Reimu Hakurei was stunned, finding herself speechless.

"Impossible. No matter how much you try to justify yourself, God will never agree to a deal with you..."

As soon as Reimu Hakurei finished speaking, Alaya Kōmei's voice rang in their ears.

“I accept your deal. As you said, the power of the deal is my power, the manifestation of the highest divine authority. I myself will not go against the power of the deal.”

"Thank God! So, I will exchange fifty years of my lifespan for the right to designate the LV1 trading power and the attached skill."

"Hey, you only have a lifespan of one hundred years! You're just taking out fifty years of it like that? Are you crazy?!"

Reimu Hakurei whispered in Momo's ear, trying to dissuade him from making a final, desperate attempt. How could something as precious as lifespan be so easily traded?

“As I said, everything in the world has its value, and every value has its price. Since lifespan exists, it can be traded, and right now, only my lifespan has value.”

Reimu Hakurei looked up at the sky, hoping that God would reject Momo's proposal.

"I can let you specify the additional skill for the LV1 trading ability, the price is not fifty years of lifespan, only thirty years. Do you agree to the trade?"

"No problem at all!"

Momo gave a thumbs up and flashed a bright smile.

Immediately, a force dissipated from his body, and Mo Mo's face turned deathly pale as he collapsed to the ground.

"You brought this on yourself. Now choose your additional skills. Select whichever one you want there."

"If that's the case, then let's choose this one!"

Momo tapped the light screen in front of him and selected the passive skill "Trust".

Trust: No matter how illogical the transaction request made by the user of the transaction authority may seem, the counterparty will not refuse the transaction simply because the content and form of the transaction violate common sense.

"This skill..."

Reimu Hakurei seemed lost in thought.

After completing the selection of additional skills and using the skill for the first time, Momo's trading ability was upgraded to LV2, which can be considered a benefit for new players.

"Ugh, so annoying!"

Reimu Hakurei then realized what was happening and said, "Hey, it's not over yet! You've leveled up to LV2 now, can you just honestly draw the additional skills this time?"

Mo Mo rolled her eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Then, Momo sat on the ground and stretched out his arms again, saying, "My God, I'm offering sixty years of my life in exchange for the right to choose the additional skill of the LV2 Trading Authority. Do you accept this offer?"

Reimu Hakurei stared in disbelief, muttering, "Are you crazy! You're just throwing away ninety years of your life like that? You only have ten years left to live!"

"A trade is possible, are you sure?"

"No problem at all!"

In an instant, twice the original life force was drained away. Mo Mo's face turned ashen, and he no longer had the strength to sit up straight. He slumped against the wall.

"You're really crazy!"

"Level 2 skills... Let me see, I'll choose this one."

LV2 Transaction Authority with Passive Skill: Confidentiality. Both parties to the transaction unconditionally protect the confidentiality of the transaction. No third-party force can obtain the transaction information from the two parties by any means. It is protected by supreme divine power.

Reimu Hakurei's gaze was complicated as she said, "You threw away ninety years of your lifespan in an instant, and now you only have ten years left. So what if you chose two additional skills that you think are perfect?"

"Ten years is too short a lifespan. Do you think you can fulfill your wish to travel through the world of anime and manga?"

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"Do you know there are quite a few?"

Mo Mo smiled, calm and profound, as if ninety years of life meant little to him.

Under Reimu Hakurei's gaze, the young Momo began to age rapidly, her hair turning from black to white, her muscles atrophying quickly, and her body hunching over once again.

Mo Mo now looks exactly like a nonagenarian. He struggles to get up, swaying unsteadily, as if he might fall at any moment.

"However, Reimu, you're wrong."

Mo Mo's voice was a little hoarse as he said, "You still haven't used your imagination. A good start is half the battle. Don't talk about ten years; some things can be accomplished in a day."

"Hmph, I'd like to see what you can do. In your current state, you can barely walk, what can you possibly accomplish?"

There are many things you can do; the key is whether you dare to dream them!

Mo Mo straightened his body as much as possible, and amidst the admiring glances of passersby who praised his vigorous old age, he walked to the edge of the road and came to the pedestrian crossing, waiting for the green light to come on.

A Maserati GT approached from afar, and the driver, Nobuyuki Sugo, seemed to see the yellow light about to illuminate ahead and accelerated.

Under normal circumstances, he would easily cross the pedestrian crossing before the red light turned on.

However, today is destined to be his day of disaster.

An elderly, hunched over, apparently unable to see the lights clearly, suddenly stepped onto the sidewalk when the yellow light came on.

Sugo Nobuyuki was shocked and quickly stepped on the brakes to slow down. However, the old man appeared too suddenly. He could only reduce his speed as much as possible, but he still crashed into the old man.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the old man slammed into the car's windshield, creating a huge crack, and then screamed as he fell off the car.

When Sugo Nobuyuki scrambled off the bus, he saw the old man covered in blood, motionless, seemingly barely breathing.

"What are you looking at? Call an ambulance right now!"

Passersby rushed over, and Sugo Nobuyuki, his face pale, finally reacted and started making phone calls. Although he knew the old man was at fault and he probably wouldn't have to pay compensation, how could anyone be in a good mood after an accident?

However, no one, including passersby and Nobuyuki Sugo, knew what had happened; only Reimu Hakurei, who was in the distance, saw it clearly.

It wasn't that Sugo Nobuyuki bumped into Momo, but rather that Momo himself jumped up at a speed exceeding the limits of a nonagenarian and crashed into Sugo Nobuyuki's luxury car.

"This behavior...should be called staged accident fraud, right?"

……

A few hours later, Reimu Hakurei looked at Momo lying on the hospital bed with disdain, her mind full of complaints but unable to express them, feeling extremely frustrated.

"Tell me, why did you do this?"

The aged Mo Mo secretly opened his eyes, and only after finding that no one was around did he say, "Isn't this simple? I have no identification and no money, so of course I have to find a place to spend the night!"

"Is this your excuse for faking an accident to end up in the hospital? You should at least have some self-awareness. You're a nonagenarian now; your health might collapse at any time. Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Don't worry, we're guaranteed to win once we get into the hospital!"

Even though Mo Mo was penniless and had no identification, the hospital still wouldn't refuse a patient. In particular, Sugo Nobuyuki, who accompanied Mo Mo, had voluntarily provided a guarantee, which made Mo Mo feel a little better about this driver she had never met.

Dealing with the doctor was also simple. Mo Mo looked like an octogenarian or a 90-year-old man at first glance. Mo Mo pretended to stammer and give irrelevant answers, leaving the doctor helpless.

And so, under the gentle care of the young nurse, Mo Mo ate the lunch that the nurse had carefully prepared.

"They're having a blast with the feeding play!"

At this moment, Mo Mo naturally ignored Reimu Hakurei's sarcastic remarks. Instead, he showed a kind smile and stroked the young nurse's hair affectionately, just like looking at his granddaughter, which greatly increased the young nurse's sense of closeness.

If it weren't for her duties, she might have stayed behind to listen to her grandfather tell stories of the past.

"So, what exactly do you want? Don't tell me you're really tired of living and just want to grow old and die in a hospital?"

"Don't be in such a hurry!"

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and many patients were taking a walk in the hospital garden.

"Thanks to that unknown tycoon, I am now in the largest hospital in Dongjing. Many dignitaries are being treated here, and this is our opportunity."