Their commission was suspicious.

[Do not move]: 100 Originium.

Chen Luo stopped moving instantly, and Greta's face also showed a hint of excitement.

Like a child who decides to go on an adventure and finds a wonderful treasure as soon as they step outside.

This tense atmosphere continued until, encouraged by Alicia's gaze, Gretchen placed her hand on Chen Luo's head...

"Little Luo, be good, don't be naughty, your big sister is back. Are you happy?" Gretchen's hand rubbed Chen Luo's head, and with the mature temperament that Gretchen had cultivated over many years of travel, she looked just like a big sister comforting her little brother.

"!!!"

Chen Luo's body froze instantly.

On one hand, she wanted to avoid Grand Gretchen's hand; on the other hand, she had 100 Primogems...

"I'm happy you're back, but... what's with calling yourself 'older sister'?"

“But I heard from Alicia that you haven’t had your 18th birthday ceremony yet, right?” Gretsch smiled happily.

"..."

From a purely rational perspective, Chen Luo's age is indeed less than a fraction of Gretsch's, so Gretsch's way of addressing him is not problematic.

"Call me Gretchen and I'll prepare a birthday present for you."

"No."

"Please, Brother Luo." Big Gresh's tone was laced with a pleading tone, as well as a smile that she couldn't suppress.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

"Okay, okay, Gretchen, what kind of gift can you prepare for me?" Chen Luo looked up at Gretchen, who was looking down at him, with a hint of annoyance.

"What does Chen Luo want?" Gretchen seemed quite pleased.

"From today until my birthday, can you draw a random portrait of the 13 heroes?"

“Sure, it’s just a commissioned article, no problem.” Gretchen nodded confidently.

“But in order to have 13 people drawn together with their close friends, you have to randomly group them from one person to 13 people and draw a portrait for each group,” Greta Chen added, seeing the confident look on his face.

"Huh? Wait a minute, let me calculate... How many combinations are there if you randomly combine 1 to 13 people..." Gretchen started counting on her fingers.

Then he realized that the more he calculated, the more confused he became, so he shouted it out.

"Marvin."

Gretsch's artificial spirit flew out from behind her and floated in front of her.

How many paintings do I need to paint in total?

"If there are 13 people, randomly grouped from one to 13, and each group is given a portrait, then a maximum of 8191 portraits would be needed."

The artificial spirit not only possesses various assistance effects, but also has outstanding computing power, instantly calculating the result required by Grand Gretsch.

"..." Big Gretchen looked down at Chen Luo pitifully.

That's 8191 paintings! Even if I started painting right now, one painting every hour, without sleeping, it would still take more than 340 days to finish all of them...

Even if two Gretsch worked day and night, it would still take nearly half a year to complete.

Unless... you start drawing from 50,000 years ago!

"Okay, just kidding. Just draw one for me and one for them, that's fine," Chen Luo said.

Chen Luo is soft-hearted and can't bear to see Greta suffer.

“It is possible, but why do you want to paint a separate picture for Chen Luo?” Gretchen was taken aback.

"Because if nothing unexpected happens, quite a few people in the bar will want to commission you to draw for them. I'm not bragging, but I definitely appear quite often in their paintings, so just isolate me and when someone wants to have me in the same frame, just copy and paste it there."

“Those kinds of paintings have no soul!” Greta Grande said firmly.

"...You're still not happy, are you? Fine, fine, but you'd better draw me a picture first."

“No problem.” Gretchen accepted Chen Luo’s request for the article with full confidence.

“Speaking of which, I’ve wanted to paint a picture of you for a long time, but unlike others, I can’t mix the colors that match your features. But after so many years of improvement, I feel like I can give it a try now.” Gretchen took two steps back, carefully examining Chen Luo, as if she were observing something deeper than the surface.

"Oh, what color?"

“A vibrant, multicolored white!” Little Gretsch exclaimed, raising her hand.

"real or fake?"

"Really?" Greta nodded.

"I'll try my best to finish this painting before your birthday, Brother Chen Luo. The deadline isn't far off, so I guess I need to work harder," Gretchen said, holding her paintbrush.

What sets Greta's paintings apart from those of others is that they reflect the essence of a person.

As a child, Gretchen was unable to precisely control this ability and would often be tainted by other people's colors, causing her behavior to resemble theirs. At these times, Gretchen would use her paintings to make other people's colors fall onto the paper.

Paintings created in this way can influence the viewer's perception. The painting left behind by Gretchen after her contact with Thousand Calamity once caused the entire city to be destroyed in internal strife.

The painting Gretchen created using this ability after growing up is undoubtedly a treasure.

For someone who is lost, perhaps a painting that directly addresses the core of their being can help them rediscover their lost desires.

And Chen Luo, perhaps, really needs such a painting.

"How about this, I'll lend you a hand." Chen Luo put his hand on Gretchen's shoulder.

In an instant, the replacement of the golden Gretsch with the original Gretsch was completed.

However, this only grants Gretsch enhanced abilities, without any interference beyond the amplification of her powers.

Greta's eyes lit up.

Now his observation of the world seems clearer.

However, Greta turned her head away, no longer looking directly at Chen Luo.

"After being enhanced, Brother Chen Luo, your colors seem even more vibrant." Gretchen said, somewhat bewildered.

Why is it that after I was enhanced, I found it even harder to draw?

No, I must finish this painting before the deadline.

This time I must be more diligent and not procrastinate until the day before the deadline!

"Are you done chatting? Your bar should open for business. Honestly, you weren't this engrossed in your visit to Paradise the first time, almost forgetting to open. Now that Gretchen is here, you're enjoying this kind of treatment." Möbius lightly tapped the bar door that had appeared.

“Hmm, that makes sense. Let’s go. We’re home now, it’s really time for dinner.” Chen Luo stood up and invited Gretchen.

"Let's come to the bar and talk about our experiences over the years."

"Sure," Greta readily accepted the invitation.

……

"These are the world coordinates for creating the main world."

"Finally got it." Chen Luo took the coordinates and exclaimed with relief.

The world consciousness of Aqua's world is condensing world coordinates too slowly.

"It's normal to be slower, because according to that world consciousness, it talked with the world consciousness of another world for a long time before it got the coordinates of this world from it."

"Am I really that unpopular?" Chen Luo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"The world consciousness says it's not that you're unpopular, but that all transmigrators are unpopular. Or rather... after Shana came to help in that world, but in the end proved to be completely useless and even caused trouble, the world consciousness of that world already had a big headache."

“That makes sense. But why you? Spassy.”

"I came to see Gretchen, and also to see you, who inexplicably went from being the older brother to the younger brother."

“…Don’t even mention it.” Chen Luo rolled her eyes at Spassy.

This guy is just here to laugh at me!

But it doesn't matter, there are already plenty of people laughing at me... they've all started lining up.

Chen Luo turned his head and glanced at the group of guests with ill intentions.

"Hey, Chen Luo, come back soon, let's talk about the age difference again."

"See?" Chen Luo's voice carried a hint of self-abandonment.

"Ahem, also, with the help of 10 Archmages and the slaughter of monsters in the surrounding area, Paradise has finally raised enough money to buy a shop in the other world. We've already bought one and renamed it Paradise Shop. But we still need a business license before we can open. We can only open tomorrow." Spassy chatted with Chen Luo about work as he walked towards that direction.

The time in Sato Kazuma's world is not quite the same as the time in the bar, so while Chen Luo was wandering around the other world at noon and in the afternoon, Chen Luo took the opportunity to adjust the time. It is now the evening of the second day in the other world.

Ten fully-fledged archmages, combined with fireball spells, are enough to slaughter most of the monsters around the starting village.

Once you become powerful, making money becomes much easier.

After the Paradise Shop opens, it can quickly accumulate funds through express delivery, item enhancement, and the sale of otherworldly goods. However, the sale of Paradise Gold Coins will have to wait until Chen Luo completes his identity mission in that world, and the Paradise Gold Coins can be exchanged for that world's experience points at a 1:1 ratio.

Otherwise, you'll suffer a huge loss.

"So, how's the matter of collecting the scattered artifacts in this world that I mentioned coming along?"

"Hmm... those people are still on their way. Many of the artifacts carried by the Reincarnated Ones are scattered throughout the kingdom, some quite far away. Moreover, how to compensate the original holders after obtaining the artifacts, and whether to compensate them at all, will depend on the circumstances," Spassy replied.

Because Chen Luo and Spassy seemed to be discussing serious matters, the people who had been lining up to flirt with Chen Luo didn't come over, but waited patiently.

"Can't you all just stop waiting and leave already? What do you think I'm here discussing important matters with him for?" Chen Luo couldn't stand being stared at by everyone any longer and finally said.

"...Oh, you mean you're alright now, right?"

“Here I come, little brother.”

"Little brother, would you like to lend me your sword?"

"Something's not right. Why would someone infiltrate the party?"

Chen Luo, the younger brother, was instantly surrounded, while Spassy, ​​whose plan had failed, could only helplessly run to the side.

"Gresh, it's been a long time."

"Oh, it's Uncle Spacy." Gretchen greeted him warmly.

“Little Greta has just returned. If you need anything, just tell your uncle. I still have some Paradise Gold Coins, the legal tender in the bar,” Spassy said kindly.

“Paradise coins? Oh, I think I have a few of those too,” Gresh said, tilting his head.

"Did Chen Luo give it to you?"

“No, I earned it by taking on freelance writing jobs. It’s about… let me count.” Gretchen summoned her artificial spirit, which then opened a menu that only Gretchen could see, containing various information.

The numerical record on the park's gold coin section is...

Paradise Coins: 12897650

"How much? More than 1000 million?" Even Spassy was a little uneasy when he heard this number.

While it's hard to understand why Gretchen, adrift in interstellar space, could still get writing assignments, thinking about Chen Luo makes it seem like it's not impossible.

But... isn't this quantity a bit too much?

"Hmm. Marvin's data shows that after waking up in the cryo-chamber 5000 years ago, he began to carry out Project Ark... I've been conscious for about a thousand years. Although interstellar space is lonely, thankfully my brother Chen Luo prepared a lot of things for me, especially that gaming helmet. I use the gaming helmet to relax when I'm tired of drawing."

“Is that so… I originally thought the Ark Project would have started 5 years ago.” Spassy looked up.

Spacy died rather young, so it's unknown whether the original Ark Project would have started after being defeated by the Herrscher of the End or after the cryogenic chambers were de-frozen.

But since Chen Luo is the one to choose... the outcome is already quite obvious.

"Over the past thousand years, apart from the occasional special event that requires adventure, I've spent the rest of my time drawing. When I'm bored, I also take on commissions. Each time I commission a piece through this game helmet, the price is around 1000 Paradise Coins."

“1000年中大概有一半在工作，差不多10天能画完一张稿，一张稿1000乐园金币，500年画了18,000多张……差不多赚了1800多万乐园金币吧？”

"Wait a minute, you can only finish one draft in 10 days?"

"Ah... um." Big Gresh paused for a moment, then nodded with a somewhat unfocused look in her eyes.

Art, after all, always requires meticulous craftsmanship.

Moreover, Greta prefers creating comics she likes to taking on commissions, even if it doesn't earn her much money.

After all, Gretchen still doesn't know what else Paradise Coins can buy besides in-game purchases.

However, Gretchen doesn't like spending money on in-game purchases. The vast majority of the nearly 600 million Paradise Coins she spent were used for charity.

Although Gretchen didn't know exactly what kind of charitable activities these amusement park coins would be used for...

After all, as the official text message stated: Your current assets include 10 mining planets, one tourist planet, a 10% stake in a medium-sized safe point in the Dimensional Sea, a theme park-level world bubble, 1,800 billion credits, 31 billion Eris, 98 tons of red gold, 42 billion Mora... Countless children have received help and treatment because of your good deeds.