Star Dome Railway, I am surrounded by strange things!

So without waiting for a response, Topa stood up, turned his right hand into a knife and chopped it lightly in the air towards Jiang Yan, suggesting that he should kill him, and then left the reception room directly, leaving Jiang Yan and Sha Jin looking at each other in bewilderment.

This guy really never suffers any loss.

In response to Topa's recommendation, Shajin could only shake his head and consider himself unlucky.

If you overdo it, you'll naturally face retaliation, which is reasonable. Maybe you can make the other person the laughing stock of the department for a while, but it won't change your current awkward situation.

Well, let's go at our own pace. So, a few hours later, Shajin warmly sent out greetings again:

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I have to admit that our relationship got off to a bad start due to our differing definitions of 'friends.' But that's okay. This time, let's start our friendship afresh with an unambiguous 'transaction.' What do you think?"

If clearly marking prices can be considered "sincerity," Shajin believes he has this quality.

Jiang Yan was very satisfied with the other party's direct way of negotiating the price without any tricks.

When it came to brains and tricks, Jiang Yan didn't think he could outsmart these top-scoring professionals. Add in the messiness of friendship and human nature, and there was no way to sort things out. So, it would be best to keep it simple from the start.

So he nodded and responded:

"No problem, please go ahead."

After successfully opening the conversation, Shajin took out a coin from his pocket, twirled it nimbly in his hand, and said:

"I'm sure you've already heard from Topa. My goal is simple: to help the company regain something that rightfully belongs to it. I'll use my chips in exchange for your help. You decide the valuation of the chips. I won't question it, let alone bargain. I'll just keep adding new chips to this table until you're satisfied."

This way of playing with gold dust successfully aroused Jiang Yan's interest, so he asked curiously:

"That sounds good, but what if I'm a greedy person?"

In response to Jiang Yan's question, Sha Jin said confidently:

"Of course you're not, but if you were, that would be even better. Only greedy people would stay in the gambling game all the time, and I just happen to have good luck and have never made a losing deal."

Jiang Yan had anticipated this kind of self-confidence, bordering on arrogance. After all, if he could rise from a newbie to a senior executive at Interstellar Peace in just ten years, he'd undoubtedly be even more arrogant and self-assured than Jiang Yan, eager to shout, "I'm the Chosen One, and the Only One."

Rather than the other party's attitude, Jiang Yan was more concerned about what chips his opponent had in his hand that allowed him to be so confident that he would take the bait:

"Since the goods come first and the payment comes later, I naturally have no objection. Then let me see the chips you are confident in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sha Jin flicked his index finger, and the coin in his hand jumped onto the table in front of Jiang Yan, and circled dozens of times before slowly stopping.

“The first chip is this special ether coin.”

"Ether coin?"

Jiang Yan had certainly heard of Ether Coin, a gaming medium on the Ether Front.

Ether Front, the flagship game of Interstellar Peace, had been running for eighteen years and was well-known throughout the galaxy. While Jiang Yan himself disliked playing these AR-style monsters and sprites, Gui Naifen was a die-hard fan. Having been exposed to the game from day one, she naturally knew what it was all about.

But the question is, what kind of rare monster is worth exchanging oneself to help him stand up or even take action? Is there a gold card Blue-Eyes White Dragon in it?

What's the point of this? At most, it can make Gui Naifen call him godfather, but what else can it do? Are you short of money?

Sensing Jiang Yan's doubts, Sha Jin explained:

"As everyone knows, the Aether Front is based on 'Aether Copy' technology, which stores creatures in the form of 'Aether' and materializes them during gameplay. However, few people know that Aether Copy technology actually originates from the ability of Punklod's hackers to tamper with reality at will."

"Even across the entire galaxy, the principle by which those lawless individuals manipulate reality like a game remains a mystery. Furthermore, those individuals are the ultimate keepers and encryptors of secrets. No matter how many times the Polytechnic Institute has tried, they have yet to discover a reverse crack of their technology."

"Luckily, those guys still have a weakness for playing games. They're willing to pay any price to find the right opponent. The 'Ether Copy' technology was the result of a top hacker's desire to add more gameplay to this universe. After being redeveloped by the Boshi Society, it became the game Ether Front."

"What you hold in your hands is the very first Ether coin, a key that allows ordinary people to become Punklord hackers. I wonder if you, Mr. Jiang, are interested in this power? I can use this competition as an opportunity, using the organizer's backstage authority, to let you try to open the lock once, okay?"

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I'm really sorry, I have been out of town for some time these last few days of the month and have no chance to update.

I will try to give you more next month.

It’s a new January, let’s cheer together!

Oops, I've Been Haunted by a Fool!: Chapter 98: Friendship Achieved

It was an attractive offer, but Jiang Yan chose to refuse it:

"I'm sorry, I'm not a gambler. If this 'key' is really useful, it should be stored in the collection cabinet of curiosities in the Black Tower Space Station."

“If this first Ethereum coin were a commodity, I would be happy to buy it for a friend as a gift, but if it’s used as a bargaining chip, it’s not good enough.”

If it weren't for the excitement of fighting almost every night in the mainframe built by Silver Wolf, Jiang Yan felt that he might really be intimidated by the guy in front of him.

The key may be right, but who said there is only one door to this magical power? Who said that this door can be opened by human power?

As Jiang Yan has been in close contact with this move almost every day, he certainly knows that it is pure dreaming to want to master this skill with just a "key". It is just like teaching you addition, subtraction, multiplication and division and then asking you to solve the Goldbach conjecture according to this principle. It would be a miracle if you can learn it.

However, Jiang Yan's attitude did not surprise Sha Jin. Facing Jiang Yan's clear refusal, Sha Jin still smiled and said:

"You're right. The Erudite Society and the Genius Club didn't discover anything from this coin. However, another group of game-loving lunatics have achieved a similar effect using another power. I believe that if we work together, Mr. Giovanni, who wants to witness the fun up close, will certainly be willing to demonstrate this power in this tournament."

“I wonder if this chip is worth looking at after taking into account this sincerity?”

Good guy! Eating from both ends? Jiang Yan couldn't help but complain:

"It seems like being your friend isn't such a good idea."

However, Gold Sand said disapprovingly:

"I've said it before, our misunderstanding stems solely from our differing definitions of 'friends.' Mr. Giovanni and I are friends who never mind exploitation or betrayal. Perhaps my betrayal was part of the 'game' played by this unabashedly tavern friend, you know?"

"The Masked Fool..." Although Jiang Yan still had some complaints about Sha Jin's view on friends, he couldn't ignore what he said.

Although Jiang Yan had never dealt with the Masked Fool, there were not many people in the galaxy who didn't know about this notorious group of fun-loving people. In a sense, these fun-loving people were even more troublesome than the People of Plenty, the Antimatter Legion, or the Zerg.

After all, as long as ordinary people didn't venture into unsafe star regions, they would likely never encounter a group of walking scourges. But no one could guarantee that a masked fool wouldn't suddenly appear one day, messing up everything around them before walking away laughing.

Although he had suspected it a long time ago, Jiang Yan was still in a bad mood after the confirmation from Sha Jin. He couldn't imagine how big a fuss that guy who was so arrogant as to wear a mask on his face was planning to cause in Beloberg.

This had nothing to do with power. Besides their amusing attributes, the Masked Fool was best known for their completely illogical and bizarre methods, especially their self-preservation methods. So when Sha Jin said this power was connected to reality editing, Jiang Yan couldn't help but believe it.

After all, even though they often risk their lives for fun in front of the strong, there are still not many Masked Fools who are imprisoned or beaten to death. On the contrary, it is not uncommon in the galaxy for strong people to fail in front of the Masked Fool.

It can't always be Ahaha who helps out, right? The God of Fun isn't the boss of the Imperial Bow, so how could he be so hardworking? Besides, according to the God of Fun's logic, wouldn't the Masked Fool's failure be more fun than their success?

However, before being tempted by this power, Jiang Yan looked at Sha Jin with displeasure as he looked confident.

It was you who lured this big naughty kid here who didn't seek power, benefits, or even victory?

Facing Jiang Yan's murderous gaze, Sha Jin shrugged and sold out his "friend" completely:

"It really wasn't me. This Mr. Giovanni actually contacted our Strategic Investment Department and specifically requested Beloberg be the main venue for the 'Interstellar Victory Celebration'. The emails are still in the system. If you don't believe me, you can check with your 'sincere' friend Topa."

Jiang Yan certainly wouldn't question something that could be easily confirmed; it would be a waste of both parties' time. Instead of wasting time, Jiang Yan thought it would be better to ask the guy in front of him directly:

"Do you know what this Fool is doing in Beloberg?"

However, this time, Shajin also shook his head:

"How can normal people possibly understand what those lunatics are going to do? In their eyes, there's never any reason other than fun. It might be very boring just to watch the mourning actors' tears being solemnly embedded into the monument in the square. It's not impossible that they want to change the pattern of the monument to add some fun." Sha Jin complained casually.

There was nothing false in Sha Jin's words. He, a man who calculated success and failure in almost every situation, was a natural fit for these masked fools. He simply didn't want to, let alone understand, what these lunatics were up to. Just by meeting Jiang Yan, his friendship with Giovanni had fulfilled its historical mission; otherwise, he wouldn't have sold him out so readily.

"Mourning the actors?" Jiang Yan had never heard of this force and asked curiously.

"It's a bit complicated to explain, but in short, they're a group of strange people who, despite clearly opposing 'joy,' are blessed by it. They enjoy sailing starships to extinct planets, crying and singing. Their tears merge with the planet's past memories, transforming into the teardrop-like, rainbow-colored crystals on the monument outside the castle."

Due to the diversity of fates and the even greater diversity of mortal understandings in the universe, there is no shortage of groups with bizarre philosophies. But even among these eccentric groups, the Mourners, who enjoy mourning for other planets, are considered the weirdest of the weird.

After all, even the Masked Fool, known for his eccentricities, finds the drive for fun understandable. But what, exactly, is the love of mourning for strangers, even those on unfamiliar planets? No one except the mourners themselves can comprehend it, not even the top figures in the galaxy, whose business is gold dust. When these people are mentioned, their expressions are filled with disbelief.

However, Jiang Yan, whose worldview had been completely distorted by the endless stream of weirdos around him, had been trained to accept such strange news and soon focused on the main topic.

If it is simply a learning opportunity, neither the power of real-life editing nor the power of pleasure is worth considering as a favor.

But if Gold Dust could cooperate with me to get rid of this messy guy Giovanni smoothly and prevent him from causing any trouble on this planet, it would be worth it for me and Bronya to go to Pinocchio as a reward.

After all, if the Eternal Winter Monument, which witnessed the 700-year history of Beloberg, was changed into the shape of Ahaha in the middle of the night by this masked fool, Bronya would probably vomit blood, not to mention doing anything else fun.

So, under Sha Jin's expectant gaze, Jiang Yan picked up the ether coin with his right hand and flicked it lightly. After the coin flipped dozens of times in the air, it finally landed in his palm.

"I accept this bargaining chip."

And Sha Jin also stood up with satisfaction and stretched out his right hand.

"A wise choice, my friend. Believe me, once you get used to my way of doing things, you'll appreciate this friendship. After all, in a deal, the most important thing is which side of the table you sit on. I assure you, you won't lose money if you sit on my side."

Jiang Yan didn't trust the boastful guy before him, but he wasn't about to antagonize a deal with a clearly marked price. Even the people of Xianzhou often said, "More friends, more paths." Whether it was superficial fraternities or fair-weather friends, it wasn't uncommon. Having grown up in Tianbosi, he naturally had no moral scruples, so he simply extended his hand as well.

“I am looking forward to it.”

With hands clasped together, a plastic friendship based on pure transaction began.

No one was so bored as to ask for details. Both parties understood that this was just the beginning and an attempt. After all this was completed, the real heavy-weight chip transaction would officially begin.

The meeting ended before Bronya even returned to her quarters. Unlike Topaz, Jin Sha had no interest in getting to know Bronya. After adding Jiang Yan as a friend on his mobile device, he said goodbye and left without hesitation.

Soon, as the portable terminal sounded a message reminder, Jiang Yan learned about Sha Jin's unique "style of doing things":

Gold Dust: "It's a pleasure to work with you. I'll give you a small gift to wish you good luck."

Sand Gold has sent you the attachment: "Yalilo No. 6 Bad Debt Package Debt Reconciliation Plan"

Jiang Yan opened it and saw that the other party sent him a plan to convert the remaining debt owed by Yalilo No. 6 to Interstellar Peace Company into equity and fees.

In the plan, Interstellar Peace Corporation, Beloberg, and Giovanni will jointly establish a new event operation company, which will have full operating rights for the "Interstellar Victory Celebration" at Yalilo 6.

The originally relatively simple event was expanded by Gold Dust into a large-scale event that requires multiple sub-venues for selection, and each season will determine the sub-season champions, and finally the overall champion will be determined.

Beloberg will use the event venue and labor as shares, and use part of the equity, as well as the large amount of operating expenses generated by the event in Beloberg, to offset the remaining debt owed to Interstellar Company and Peace Company, thus repaying the debt by transferring it from one hand to the other.

Although Jiang Yan couldn't fully digest this dazzling financial scheme in a short period of time, he knew with a shrewd mind that the astronomical debt had been converted into a small amount of equity. At this conversion rate, Giovanni would have to spend an equally astronomical amount of credit points to exchange for a portion of the equity. He was no fool, so how could he accept such a humiliating deal?

No... He is not a fool, but a madman!

Sure enough, as if to prove Jiang Yan's speculation, news about gold sand continued to arrive soon.

Gold Dust: "Now that we've become friends, if Mr. Giovanni wants to continue watching the fun up close, he'll naturally have to pay for a front-row ticket commensurate with his status."

Gold Dust: "Don't worry about him. For someone from Epseron, this is just a small amount of money. Leave it to me. Go tell Miss Bronya this good news, my friend."

My goodness, he is a friend when he is useful, and Giovanni when he is not. In order to avoid being kicked out, he even has to buy a high-priced ticket. This is too much of an Interstellar Peace Company!

Jiang Yan really wanted to loudly denounce Sha Jin for his behavior of profaning friendship, but the money was simply too much.

Well done! If you want to be ruthless, you have to be in finance!

Jiang Yan certainly wouldn't sympathize with a big naughty kid who wanted to cause trouble in Beloberg, nor would he sympathize with a wealthy man in Epseron who had twelve entertainment planets that produced massive entertainment products like a money printing machine 24 hours a day.

After all, if this guy wasn't planning to do something bad, he could have simply refused this sky-high premium equity!

This sum of money was just a small amount for this wealthy man, but for Bronya, it was a heavy burden that had been weighing on her shoulders for a whole year. What could she love more than this gift? This guy, Gold Dust, was really good at giving gifts!

Faced with this irresistible gift, Jiang Yan had no choice but to accept it with pleasure.

Jiang Yan: "Thank you very much. I'll remember this favor."

Gold Dust: "Nothing. I told you that you would like the feeling of sitting next to me."

Gold Dust: "Given the news, it's just as I expected. Mr. Giovanni doesn't care about this small amount of money. So, I'll excuse myself for now. I hope you can cash in this chip for a higher value so that we can win everything."

Even when Sha Jin stopped sending messages, Jiang Yan still felt a little unreal.

Such a large sum of money, and it’s basically done so easily?

Even though he often saw astronomical amounts of money flowing through Tianbosi, he was still shocked by this kind of wealthy, willful and fast transaction.

After all, Yukong is extremely rigorous in his work. Every trade is accompanied by massive calculations, analysis, reports, and negotiations. As for the final flow of funds, it is just a natural result after everything is ready. How could there be such an outrageous cooperation that is so simple that it doesn't even follow the basic procedures?

Damn, it’s so good to be rich! Even though he inherited a large amount of “inheritance” from Tingyun, Jiang Yan, who usually didn’t care about money at all, couldn’t help but feel a little jealous after being shown off like this.

But what made him happy was that Bronya and Pella, who returned to the palace later, performed even worse than him.

After urgently summoning Shiluwa to the bedroom and conducting repeated calculations and feasibility analysis, huge cheers rang out in the bedroom.

"Great!"

"Finally I can get rid of this damn debt!"

"Xiao Jiang, you saved Beloberg again! Wine! Open me a bottle!"

Only those who manage a household know how expensive food and daily necessities are. When their debts were completely hopeless, the three Beloberg elites were able to calmly consider this fundamentally unsolvable problem. However, after experiencing massive reductions and cuts, they finally saw the light of day for repayment, only to be overwhelmed by the huge interest that accrued every moment.

The Interstellar Peace Company had expressed their utmost sincerity, and their friends had made every effort, so they certainly couldn't ask for better terms. But with interest that was almost equivalent to the entire value created by the planet in the same period, how could they not despair?

So, after two directors from Interstellar Peace Company came to visit for other matters, this desperate situation was actually resolved by Jiang Yan, a friend who had proven his miraculous abilities countless times? How should everyone, no, how should this planet repay this favor?

As expected, it’s better to wrap the Great Guardian with a ribbon... Pella and Shiluva looked at each other and instantly reached a wonderful tacit understanding.