Chapter 634: The Debtor and the Creditor, Yu Yuan's Plan

When Greenfield gleefully pocketed several legendary items and a few books, she was indescribably excited.

Five legendary prophecy items like these—across the entire Star Track Cult, they must be rarities, surely!

Plus her own Twin Fish Fate Spirit Disk, the number of legendary items in her possession reached six.

It was almost unbelievable.

Even Gold-tier players in the Star Track Cult probably didn’t own this many legendary items!

Moreover, these six items covered different application scenarios, each with its own emphasis. For Greenfield, it was an all-around, no-blind-spot upgrade and empowerment.

However, the more delighted she was to see the items, the more humiliated she felt when she looked at her survival points balance and saw it wiped to zero.

In just a few minutes she had gone from a little wealthy lady to a debt dog.

The contrast—when someone treats earning and saving money like a lifelong vocation—was devastating.

If it had been only those five legendary prophecy items, it wouldn’t have been so bad.

Though expensive, Greenfield’s savings could have covered them; it would have just been a return to square one financially.

But what Yu Yuan had produced this time wasn’t just five legendary items!

There were also legendary prophecy books.

Oh my heavens.

Greenfield felt her mind blur, hardly able to tell dream from reality.

She almost thought she was dreaming.

When she confirmed that the books Yu Yuan had produced were genuine legendary prophecy tomes, she felt dizzy.

By the time she came to, the two of them had already completed the signing of the debt contract.

Yu Yuan looked at the fifty-billion debt contract on the virtual light screen and the more-than-twenty-billion survival points on the ledger, then nodded with satisfaction.

What a little rich lady indeed!

A typical Bronze Rank player with two or three hundred million would already be considered well-funded.

Building a faction consumes vast amounts of money and resources.

Players like Yu Yuan, who own several worlds with resources maxed out, are exceedingly rare.

As a result, Greenfield had not even been Silver Rank for many days after rising from Bronze Rank.

Yet she already had over two billion in savings—absurdly excessive.

“Prophecy players really do have money!” Yu Yuan could not help but marvel inwardly.

He shifted his gaze to Greenfield opposite him, whose face was a complicated mix of frustration, annoyance, excitement, and joy.

He cleared his throat. As the group leader of the Psych Ward Patient Chat Group, Yu Yuan felt it necessary to care about this ally’s mental health.

After all, they would be close partners going forward.

“Greenfield, you really don’t need to worry about this so much!”

“Nonsense, I owe you the money, of course I have to worry. Fifty billion in debt… I…” Greenfield imagined endless days of labor to repay the debt.

Money earned one second would become someone else’s the next—she couldn’t bear the thought.

Just thinking about it nearly made her collapse.

“Try thinking about it another way. Although you lost survival points and owe a huge debt, what did you gain?”

Yu Yuan began to analyze for Greenfield.

“You obtained five extremely rare legendary items and a legendary prophecy book that only you own.”

“Survival points aren’t precious—you can earn them again with time. Others have them too; it’s only a matter of quantity.

There are many who have more survival points than you.

But these limited-edition legendary items and books—only you have them. Even Gold-tier players couldn’t possibly own all of them. From that perspective, the survival points you spent are extremely worth it.”

“Besides, now that your prophecy items and skills have been upgraded, you can uncover clues others can’t. Charging double for your services wouldn’t be unreasonable! Your earning speed would increase even more…”

There was no way Greenfield didn’t understand what Yu Yuan said.

She was simply a bit attached to money.

In fact she knew very well that with these items and books in her hands, if Yu Yuan leaked the news and put them up for auction, the survival points gained might easily double or even triple what she had now.

If others were uninterested, members of the Star Track Cult definitely wouldn’t be—they would grow increasingly excited.

Every Silver Rank player in the Star Track Cult had more money than Greenfield.

That wasn’t even counting the Gold-tier players.

Her acquiring these things was exactly as Yu Yuan had said earlier.

He had considered her an ally.

“I understand, I understand!” Greenfield rubbed her face, and the light of determination returned to her eyes.

She glanced at Yu Yuan.

“I knew investing in you wouldn’t be wasted. You thought of me first when you found good stuff!”

“Mutual benefits,” Yu Yuan replied.

“All right, tell me what’s happened the last few days. Fire-Spouting Lei is dead?”

Greenfield wiped her smile into something more composed.

“That’s right. I didn’t expect Fire-Spouting Lei to die at the Forger’s hands… Fallen Abyss suffered a heavy loss.”

Greenfield looked like she was enjoying the spectacle.

“Heh heh, not just Fallen Abyss. Snake Kiss took major losses too. Fire-Spouting Lei was registered in both factions, but he was only a Bronze Rank player.”

“A few days ago, Demon Anta of Fallen Abyss and Artus, the broker from Snake Kiss, were both eliminated as well.

You wouldn’t know—those Civilization Ladder channels have been noisy. Word is they were eliminated while exploring a civilization relic.

Now everyone is searching overtly and covertly for clues and the truth behind their deaths. Our cult has been notified too; anyone who finds relevant leads can earn rewards based on the importance of the clues…”

“I tried, but that civilization relic is very special. You can’t lock it down, much less find investigative clues…”

Greenfield suddenly went quiet and stared at Yu Yuan.

Her thoughts turned to the many legendary items that had just appeared and his days of being unreachable. A chilling idea formed in her mind.

“You… could it be that you went with them…”

“No, that’s impossible! You couldn’t have entered the same civilization relic as them. Even top Silver-tier figures could be eliminated there. You’re only Bronze Rank; there’s no way you would return alive with so many items.”

But Greenfield’s voice grew lower and lower as she spoke.

She had seen the amused smile on Yu Yuan’s face.

Greenfield froze.

She pointed at Yu Yuan.

“You… you… could it be…”

Seeing Greenfield struggling for words, Yu Yuan suppressed his smile and said solemnly:

“This is the second thing I wanted you for. I need you to help me with something… it’s roughly like this…”

“In short, the messier things get, the better…”

After Yu Yuan finished, Greenfield’s gaze grew strange.

A long while later she slowly exhaled one sentence.

“Being your enemy would be terrifying. I have already started to mourn for the Blood Clan.”

She seemed to understand how the star-track chaos foretold in the prophecy could come about.

With someone who stirs winds and sows discord like that around, chaos in the Civilization Ladder was inevitable.

“He couldn’t really be the one who reshuffles the deck, could he!” Greenfield’s heartbeat quickened a little.

But she quickly brightened with excitement.

“So if I hand over that lead, I can get a reward. No, no… I think there’s room to raise the price. Maybe I should wait a little longer.”

Yu Yuan watched Greenfield’s excitement and calmly took a sip of water.

“If you get a reward, remember to split it half with me—that belongs to me.”

Greenfield’s expression froze as she looked at Yu Yuan.

“You devil, you want to share even that money?”

Yu Yuan waved his finger calmly.

“No, don’t forget, this information and plan came from me. I should be the one leading you to make money. Even so, I’m willing to split it fifty-fifty with you. With an ally like me, you should be grateful!”

Greenfield: ........