The gods descend into reality

"Drip drop~"

The sound of the phone being hung up left the person in charge of SF completely bewildered.

Not interested in money?

You don't even want to lose money?

Just because it's troublesome?

Just how rich are these otaku?!

I work myself to the bone for a month to earn this money, and people don't even look at it. Damn it!

Suddenly, the person in charge surnamed Zhu felt like he had become withdrawn.

On the other side, Xiao Se hung up the phone and glanced at Sakuya, who was still in a departing posture in front of him.

So, since the figurine has already come to its own rescue, we really feel bad asking for compensation.

Moreover, having inherited money from his own father, he really didn't care about that little bit of money.

You see, his father had kept that joke a secret from him for over ten years—

Over the past ten years, the annual dividends of these companies have reached an astronomical figure.

I'm not interested in money?

What is money?

Isn't that just a bunch of numbers?

"I heard Snow White ran away, and Little Red Riding Hood married the Big Bad Wolf..."

"Hey?"

"Desolate?"

The voice on the other end was very impolite, and even carried a hint of anger.

Xiao Se put his phone away and looked at the number displayed on it.

I've confirmed that it's not someone I know.

Who are you?

His voice naturally carried a hint of impoliteness.

"Who am I? I'm your thesis advisor, you blah blah blah..."

The man opposite, who called himself his mentor, kept lecturing him.

In short, it boils down to one sentence—

You damn well better hand in your graduation project and thesis by now.

After supervising graduation theses for over a decade, I'm absolutely desperate!

Xiao Se was definitely the most troublesome student I had ever met, after all.

Leading a graduating class isn't actually a difficult task.

So when I have free time, I urge them in the group to submit their graduation projects as soon as possible. When they finish writing their graduation theses, I bring them over to point out formatting errors, letting these guys feel the love from their teacher.

As for the content of the paper—

I don't really care that much; we're all teachers from the same school.

Whether it's the defense committee or the thesis advisor, they're all acquaintances, so they'll let it slide easily.

So I didn't take my graduation thesis seriously at all.

Then, a few days later, it was time for my thesis defense.

When I checked the list, I suddenly discovered that one troublemaker hadn't submitted a single document, from the proposal to the graduation project.

It's absolutely toxic.

"Ugh, what's wrong, player?"

Nero had clearly overheard what the mentor said on the phone and asked with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, a minor issue."

Xiao Se shook his head, seemingly unconcerned.

"Hey, Little King Kong, help me finish my graduation thesis and graduation project, and also have a chat with my supervisor."

"pat~"

The mature computer in the study, which you were working diligently on, suddenly stopped typing and then began typing frantically at an even faster speed. Even without saying a word, you could feel that the computer was mentally collapsing.

If computers could talk, they would definitely be cursing Xiao Se right now.

This is a sweatshop!

Just like some other sweatshops, bastards!

"Nero, play games with me?" Xiao Se then looked at Nero with a fawning expression.

"No, I need to go find Kelly to upgrade my equipment."

Nero shook his head.

"Didn't all your equipment break when you got up?"

"I bought an even better one."

Desolate...

"Um, use your money."

So desolate... That really hurts, sis!

After everyone left, Takumi Fujiwara looked up and gazed around in confusion.

So, weren't we talking about how my eleventh district was almost submerged by the mainland?

My dad is about to beat me to death, isn't anyone going to comfort me?

Most importantly, where's the startup capital you promised? I want to start a business!

......

In this desolate home, shameless acts happen every day.

Valoran.

This is a magical land.

Demacia and Noxus were locked in a fierce battle, resulting in countless heroes clashing and engaging in a series of disastrous fights.

"Run!"

A group of people dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, clearly refugees, were running anxiously.

"Run! The Noxians are coming!"

A girl with freckles on her face and healthy wheat-colored skin, but who looked very cute, shouted as she ran.

"Hahaha, hurry up and chase them! There's a plain ahead, they can't escape."

The well-equipped Noxus behind him laughed heartily.

The piercing sound intensified the despair in the hearts of those trying to escape.

Nuxus and Demacia have been fighting for a long time, and even Ionia recently joined the battle. As a small border village, it naturally bears the brunt of the conflict.

"You guys go first, I'll hold them off."

The freckled girl stopped and said with a resolute expression.

"But?" An old man's face showed worry and reluctance.

"Hurry, or it'll be too late!"

The freckled girl spoke.

After all, Noxus is notoriously brutal!

The old man gritted his teeth and led the villagers behind him as they struggled to escape into the distance.

Although I really like this girl from out of town, she is still an outsider, and she is not as important as someone from my own village.

"Haha, does this little girl think she can stop us all by herself?"

A group of burly soldiers dressed in black armor walked over.

As the vanguard squad of Noxus, their responsibility was to burn, kill, and loot, causing as much destruction as possible before the arrival of Ionian reinforcements. And for a frail little girl to think she could stop them was simply wishful thinking.

"Haha, judging from his appearance, he seems to be from Shurima. It's been quite a commotion there lately. I heard some Ascended have been resurrected. Maybe he has some special abilities?"

Another soldier scoffed.

This immediately drew a burst of laughter.

After all, if they were really capable, how could they have been chased by their own group of soldiers for so long!

As for the resurrection of the Ascended?

That's just a legend.

"She's in my hands now. You guys go and capture those villagers."

The first soldier to speak stepped forward and said.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the Emperor trembled, and the soldiers present all looked solemnly at the girl in front of them. The girl's body was now enveloped by a dense, earthy yellow element.

"magic!"

A man who seemed to be the captain looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly spoke coldly.

Chapter 89 The Show of the Happy Wind Man

The Noxian soldiers, who had been scattered, immediately formed ranks.

An aura of iron and blood was immediately released.