Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 290: Investment! Apprenticeship

Ding Ling is not the Holy Mother, but he’s also not someone without a bottom line.

Precisely because he has a bottom line and a conscience.

That’s why he can clearly distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong.

It’s also the reason he believes that stealing from bad people is justified, while taking from good people must be compensated for.

This is his code of conduct in life.

Rather than trying to curry favor with the Lin Family, he simply nodded indifferently at Lin Zhennan and his wife and turned to the Darts Master:

"Was it you who informed Yu Canghai, saying I killed Yu Renyan?"

The Darts Master looked at Ding Ling in terror, shrinking back, not daring to speak.

Ding Ling frowned, drew his sword, clang!

Slash!

Two heads flew up, accompanied by hot pillars of blood, thudding to the ground in front of Lin Pingzhi.

"Ah!"

Lin Pingzhi screamed in horror and fled behind Lin Zhennan and his wife.

"Benefactor, you, you..."

Lin Zhennan looked shocked.

Ding Ling glanced at him.

Under a mix of awe and respect, Lin Zhennan unconsciously took a step back, and when he realized it, he felt both shame and awkwardness, turning his head slightly as if he dared not meet Ding Ling’s gaze at this moment.

Ding Ling sighed inwardly and lifted his leg to leave.

He wasn’t necessarily going to kill the leakers.

But the leakers described his appearance so specifically, knowing Yu Canghai would definitely kill him—wasn’t it clear they didn’t care about others’ lives?

If the Darts Master had described him vaguely, Ding Ling wouldn’t have resorted to killing.

What a pity.

The other side wanted him dead.

So why should he spare their lives?

In this world, no matter who wants him, Ding Ling, dead, for any reason, Ding Ling will show no mercy.

He won’t make the mistake of hesitating due to soft-heartedness, only to be deceived or killed in return!

Tap tap!

Ding Ling had just stepped over the threshold of the ruined temple.

"Benefactor, please, please wait a moment."

Lin Zhennan’s slightly anxious voice called from behind.

Ding Ling didn’t stop.

"Benefactor."

Lin Zhennan seemed to muster his courage:

"Our family is very wealthy, and I can provide you with a large amount of Great Medicine for your cultivation."

"Hmm?!"

Ding Ling paused his step.

Seeing his words were effective, Lin Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly continued:

"Our Lin Family’s Fuwei Escort Agency has branches in many prosperous areas. Business is booming, and wealth flows in abundantly—it’s no joke.

As long as I throw enough silver around and use our escort agency’s established paths, we can purchase plenty of Great Medicine from some rural villagers or various shopkeepers across the land.

If these Great Medicines are used properly, I believe they will definitely be useful to you, Benefactor."

These words hit the nail on the head for Ding Ling.

After arriving in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World, he had considered developing a power base to purchase Great Medicine, Martial Arts Secret Manuals, Academic Secret Manuals, and so on.

But to develop a powerful influence spanning Jiuzhou out of thin air in a short time?

How difficult is that?

Short-term, Ding Ling had no solution.

And after the battle with Yu Canghai,

he had a rough understanding of his own combat power.

"In the Three Kingdoms World, a Super-Elite Fierce General-level expert is comparable to a First-class Inner Power master in this The Smiling, Proud Wanderer World."

"And my four-dimensional attributes are much stronger than a Super-Elite Peak Fierce General. Plus, I have cultivated Inner Strength. So my combat power should be comparable to a First-class Supreme expert in this world!"

In that case.

Was Yu Canghai actually a First-class Supreme expert?

Ding Ling was surprised.

Reading novels and watching TV dramas, no matter how you look at it, this Yu the Dwarf doesn’t have the strength of a First-class Supreme.

But thinking about it, this is a world based on references from The Smiling, Proud Wanderer novels, movies, TV dramas, games, etc.

Ding Ling felt at ease.

You can’t just compare it outright with the TV series of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

This is not a TV drama.

Some subtle changes are only natural.

"Benefactor, Benefactor..."

Lin Zhennan’s voice sounded.

Ding Ling pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned to look at the Lin family of three.

Madam Lin, a lady of a well-bred house and virtuous, looked at him with awe.

Lin Pingzhi, like a startled rabbit, cowered behind Lin Zhennan and his wife, heads down, not daring to look ahead.

As for Lin Zhennan?

He was delighted to see Ding Ling turn around and quickly suppressed his inner fear and anxiety to earnestly say:

"Benefactor, as I, Lin Zhennan, wander the Jianghu, I take ’righteousness’ as my foundation, opening the way with ’prosperity’. Hence, I have made friends with heroes from all paths. Yet I never expected to encounter such a disastrous calamity."

He sighed, his expression slightly melancholic, pitiful, and dazed. After a moment, he steadied himself and said with some shame:

"After this incident, I have come to a complete understanding. Without absolute martial power to guard Fuwei Escort Agency, the stronger it is, the more it invites covetousness. In the end, all the hard work of a lifetime ends up being a wedding gown for others, and it’s difficult even to protect the lives of the whole family."

He looked at Ding Ling solemnly:

"I am willing to entrust Fuwei Escort Agency to you, Benefactor, to help you achieve greater martial prowess."

Ding Ling nodded, his expression slightly relaxed.

Seeing this, Lin Zhennan brightened up and immediately pulled his wife and son, Lin Pingzhi, to kneel on the ground:

"We, the Lin couple, have no other requests. We only ask that you, Benefactor, accept my son."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Lin Zhennan in shock and fear.

Obviously, he never expected his father would entrust him to a Great Demon God whom he feared and was terrified of!

"Why are you not kneeling and calling him Master?"

Lin Zhennan glared at Lin Pingzhi and reproached him.

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded on the spot; his father had never been so strict with him before.

"What are you standing there for?"

Lin Zhennan, hating iron for not becoming steel, was about to jump up and hit him.

His wife immediately pressed Lin Pingzhi’s head down to make him kowtow.

Ding Ling gestured:

"No need to kowtow. I don’t take disciples."

"Benefactor..."

Lin Zhennan was stunned for a moment, at a loss, repeating:

"I beg you, I have only this one son, and I have no other requests, just to learn something under your guidance..."

"Enough."

Ding Ling frowned.

Lin Zhennan immediately shut his mouth, not daring to speak again, but felt increasingly desolate, finding it hard to see any hope for the future.

Just one Yu Canghai had already disturbed the Lin Family into chaos, with the whole family barely escaping death.

What if someone stronger than Yu Canghai appeared in the future?

Thinking about it.

An oppressive cloud seemed to hang over Lin Zhennan’s heart, his face turning inexplicably mournful, his eyes extremely heavy.

Although Lin Pingzhi was terrified of Ding Ling, he was indeed clever, kind, and filial. Seeing his parents in such a state, he thought a little and understood.

He strongly suppressed his trembling and discomfort, crawled over on his knees to Ding Ling, and without hesitation, knocked his head three times, solidly:

"Master, above, please accept the bow of your pupil."

After kowtowing, he formally performed a great bow of respect to Ding Ling.