Only one Candidate knew about her three 【Blessings】.
Liang Du.
Having achieved her goal, Fang Yuan stood up, patted down her pants, opened the door, and left the general store.
“Persimmon, go on in. The pointy-eared boss wants to sign an employment contract with you.”
As Fang Yuan spoke, she held the door open a crack for Jiang Qiehuo like an absolute gentleman.
As Jiang Qiehuo brushed past her and pushed the door open, Fang Yuan raised her right hand slightly and leaned forward, subtly concealing her thumb behind her back.
From Night-Bound Butterfly's perspective, it looked as if Fang Yuan was intimately tucking a lock of Jiang Qiehuo's hair into place.
Night-Bound Butterfly: “Disgusting.”
She can't be a damn lesbian, can she?
Eww!
The ring turned against her thumb, and Fang Yuan's faint voice drifted into Jiang Qiehuo's ear along with a soft rustling sound.
“Once you finish signing the employment contract, you can wake up.”
Waking up was the anchor point for ending the suggestion and hypnosis.
Jiang Qiehuo glared fiercely at Fang Yuan. “What the hell are you muttering about? Don't get so close to me! Disgusting!!”
Jiang Qiehuo squeezed quickly into the general store and slammed the door shut.
Night-Bound Butterfly stared longingly as Jiang Qiehuo shut the door, then looked at Fang Yuan. “Since you've scammed a new one, why not let an old one like me go?”
Fang Yuan picked at her ear. “Huh? Why is there a mosquito buzzing around?”
Night-Bound Butterfly: “?”
She didn't have the energy to pounce on Fang Yuan and start a brawl.
She wasn't tall enough to grab Fang Yuan's hair, either.
So the moment a hand pressed down on her head, Night-Bound Butterfly bared her teeth and roared in fury, “Don't touch my head! It'll stunt my growth! You're dead, Fang Yuan! Once I regain my freedom, the first person I'm going to kill is you!!!”
Fang Yuan kept one hand pressed on her head, getting a huge kick out of watching her flail her arms helplessly without being able to land a single hit.
“Sure thing, I'll be waiting for you to kill me. Do your best, bean sprout.”
Night-Bound Butterfly: “? Who?”
Fang Yuan let go of her head and stepped back four paces from the store, then held out a hand to gesture at her height.
She looked like she hadn't said a word, yet it felt like she had said everything.
Night-Bound Butterfly: “Aaaaaahhhh!!!”
Right after Night-Bound Butterfly's screaming erupted, Jiang Qiehuo—who had just signed the contract and had her suggestion broken—joined in.
“Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!! I'm going to kill you!!! Fang Yuan!!!!! You bastard!!!!”
“What the hell did you do to me!!! Just how many 【Blessings】 do you have!!!!”
Fang Yuan was already covering her ears, jogging away and disappearing down Jingle Street.
Night-Bound Butterfly: “...” So her new coworker wasn't an idiot after all... What a shame...
...
Fang Yuan passed by Fountain Square.
The food stalls were coming to a close for the day. A single day was hardly long, so quite a few divine Candidates still hadn't earned enough gold coins to purchase a residence.
The Old Maroni Opera House took in this group of homeless Candidates, lending out its first-floor main hall for them to stay in.
Since the Old Maroni Opera House was an absolute peace zone, more and more divine Candidates chose to stay there overnight.
However, an absolute peace zone only stated that fighting was prohibited; it never said other things were forbidden—such as stealing.
Fang Yuan swept a glance over and caught sight of a familiar, tiny figure.
A cloak-wearing Nose-Pouch Merchant Spirit pulled their cloak tight, their figure instantly vanishing into the crowd.
Invisibility?
Fang Yuan cast another glance in that direction, tracing their movement vector prior to disappearing, and picked up a ripple-like distortion in the air amid the moving crowd.
So it isn't complete invisibility.
Fang Yuan withdrew her gaze, instantly losing interest.
She had initially thought it was a cloak of total invisibility. Even if it looked sized only for a Nose-Pouch Merchant Spirit of 80 to 100 centimeters, she could have stolen it to play around with—maybe there was even a 【Divine Relic】 out there that could shrink someone's height.
Fang Yuan turned down the street and ducked into an alley where no divine creations lived. At the end of the alley, she pulled out the waist token along with a dark red square cloth.
After she draped the dark red square cloth over the waist token, all traces of both instantly vanished from Fang Yuan's sight, and even the physical feel of the waist token in her hand vanished along with them.
299 gold coins—well worth the price.
Her figure instantly vanished from the spot.
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed inside the bamboo residence and summoned her panel.
【Candidate of the God of Deception】: Fang Yuan ♪ (Chanted by a Master Elf Singer. Protects you against all negative statuses. This mark cannot be removed by any entity other than the Master Elf Singer who cast it. The Master Elf Singer can synchronize your location and conversations via this mark.)
【Nickname】: Shovel-You-Onto-the-Stage Hammer Star
【Blessing】: 【Lies Made Real】
Current Lies: Resurrect in a new body after death (Reality Probability: 85%), Break phantasmic dreams with a finger snap (Reality Probability: 79.8%), Teleportation (Reality Probability: 0.1%), Hand-craft gold coins (Reality Probability: 35.3%)
【Divine Relics】: 【Envelope Storage】, 【I Just Wanna See Who Is Richer Than Me】, 【Pink and Pretty Girl】, 【Smash 'Em Up and Call It a Day】, 【The Great Magician's Square Cloth】 (Greatest Magician 1/4), 【Bastards Chanting Scriptures, I Just Won't Listen】
【Luck Value】: 6/10
【Righteousness Value】: -5/100 (It is recommended to raise your Righteousness Value; divine creations will categorize you as a guest of Poor Conduct)
【Assets】: Divine Creation Introduction Scroll, Ryder Town Map, 3 【Upgrade Stones】, 9,070 gold coins, 【Waist Token No. 123】
【Divine Expectation Value】: 5%
There really are 35.3% massive idiots who believe I can make gold coins out of thin air.
Fang Yuan propped her chin up with one hand. With a flip of her fingers, a gold coin materialized out of thin air in her palm.
This waist-token residence was genuinely fantastic. It was an isolated space with no one else inside except Fang Yuan.
If she ever ran low on gold coins, all she needed to do was return to the waist token space, and she could pump out gold coins endlessly to her heart's content.
Fang Yuan flicked her wrist, tossing the gold coin into her fluff ball.
【Assets】: Divine Creation Introduction Scroll, Ryder Town Map, 3 【Upgrade Stones】, 9,071 gold coins, 【Waist Token No. 123】
She stretched lazily, vaulting out of the small cabin's window and landing right in front of the pool of spring water.
Fang Yuan squatted at the edge of the spring, scooped up a handful of water, tilted her head back, and drank it down in one gulp.
Drink first, think later. If I die, I'll just come back to life anyway.
The cool spring water slid down her throat, carrying the crisp, pure flavor of mountain rock and bamboo roots.
Fang Yuan savored it for a moment, confirming that it was just ordinary spring water.
Still, that's good. At least I won't have to spend gold coins specifically to buy drinking water.
The more Fang Yuan looked around the bamboo residence, the more satisfied she felt. She had no intention of changing it.
She climbed back through the window onto the bed and glanced sideways, noticing an old-fashioned clock hanging on the wall.
It was a remarkably user-friendly design. With a clock, any divine Candidate staying inside the waist token space wouldn't lose track of time.
Fang Yuan lay sideways on the bed with her arm tucked under her head. She kept her eyes open, gazing out the window at the bamboo forest as gentle breezes blew over her one after another. In the end, she decided to leave the window open.
She adjusted her position and closed her eyes, falling fast asleep.
Grandma used to say that unless it's absolutely necessary, you should always go to bed early and get up early—it's good for your health.
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