I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 442 - 235: Guessing the Truth

Dizzy was surveying this Xirong Academy.

The blazing sun shone overhead, and flowers and grass flourished on both sides.

Occasionally, students walked through the street here, engaging in spirited discussions, their eyes full of the unique, clear foolishness of youth.

From above, the entire academy is a standard square, covering more than six hundred square kilometers, divided into dozens of campuses, with seventeen giant peaks, akin to a small academy city.

Dizzy passed through the office area, with four black-armored Heavy Guards following closely behind, as students along the way greeted him.

It was early morning, the crisp sound of birds constantly ringing out, the time for students to attend their morning classes, when suddenly a commotion and shouting came from afar.

"What’s going on?" Dizzy stopped and asked the guard next to him.

The guard had remarkable eyesight and saw clearly what was happening in the distance: "It’s a few students challenging civilian teachers."

"Students challenging civilian teachers?" Dizzy frowned, suddenly asking, "Recently, has this kind of thing happened often?"

"Yes... yes, it has."

The guard nodded with difficulty, "Our academy is fairly good, but in other academies where class solidification occurs, family groups form, and family descendants from generation to generation enter these mutual-aid societies."

"Academic factions?" Dizzy took a deep breath and strode over.

He looked at Zhang Huaping, and a group of civilian teachers, confronting a group of students, the atmosphere incredibly tense.

"These disrespectful fellows, expel them all. In our academy, commoners and noble families are equal."

Boom.

The four black-armored Heavy Guards stomped the ground hard, carrying an oppressive and heavy aura, "Everyone, please come with me to handle your withdrawal procedures."

The students’ faces changed several times, anger, stiffness, disbelief; they didn’t expect to be antagonized over a few civilians against these noble families.

One thought surfaced in their minds: "A mere Patrol Envoy, just a lucky lapdog casually promoted by the Xirong Divine Craftsman, how dare he?"

However, Dizzy ignored them, waved his hand:

"The bad atmosphere within this academy must be completely curbed, don’t bring that from other academies here. This is the ivory tower of students, a sacred place for learning knowledge."

Zhang Huaping looked at Dizzy within the crowd, full of envy.

The little guy from back then, with a casual remark, could deal with those lofty noble family powers in her view.

Dizzy pointed at Zhang Huaping and said:

"From now on, you’ll be in charge of managing the teaching department. If there are still such bullies, punish them severely without mercy."

"Yes!" Zhang Huaping was full of excitement.

Dizzy turned and left, a vague aura slowly brewing.

...

Crunch!

Ning Zheng sat in the chair reading a book, looking up.

In the distance, the Yin Yang Creation Furnace emitted a burst of light, producing a new Beast Egg, causing a group of apprentice blacksmiths to cheer excitedly.

Ning Zheng lowered his head: "Hmm?"

Dizzy’s Half-Awakened state had dropped from 300,000 Qi Fortune Value to 200,000 Qi Fortune Value.

Now, the Qi Fortune Value he held was enough for Dizzy to awaken!

But Ning Zheng wasn’t in a hurry.

He was part of the wait-and-see party, always waiting without loss, estimating that after a while, Dizzy could drop further in price.

Dizzy could go half-off, a third off, before buying low is best.

He couldn’t help but learn some stock trading techniques from Jiucai Rong.

At this moment.

The words from Sword Fairy next door reached Ning Zheng here, information on Immortal Spirit Root, and even that mysterious black hand, made Ning Zheng immensely wary.

Immortal Spirit Root, concerns his own future.

"Do I have to die once? Or should I create some New Technique myself?" Ning Zheng fell into contemplation.

He didn’t regret starting with a single Celestial Spirit Root; now to complete it to Celestial Spirit Root is far more difficult.

Because if he doesn’t start cultivating now, he would have faded long ago, where would he be now?

This kind of foundation can slowly be completed when stronger.

In the distance.

A group huddled in the corner discussing.

"Seems like this Xin Dynasty Saint isn’t reliable." Su Yuniang voiced concerns.

"It’s not him that’s unreliable, it’s dead people that are unreliable." Night Mad Cultivator stroked his chin, "Look, the maneuvers, schemes of this previous Saint, which wasn’t top-notch? Too bad he’s a rigid dead person."

This was the norm throughout the Nine-State times; there wasn’t a practice of appointing deceased as Saints.

Death Saints, too easy to target.

"The Xin Dynasty Saint isn’t reliable, we need to accelerate exploring the Capital City Secret Realm," Jiucai Rong said, "That behind-the-scenes black hand is evidently targeting the Xin Dynasty Saint, and even targeting us Xirong Divine Craftsman!"

"Indeed."

Su Yuniang said.

These days, they were both tricking people into dungeon replicas and letting Princess Xin’e continue exploring the Imperial Palace.

Princess Xin’e, as a deceased person, had quite an advantage.

Most killing techniques were ineffective against her, plus she herself was a noble princess, facing no hindrance.

But in the process, they encountered some Secret Realm replicas, various intelligence battles, a group of Hairpin Ladies also got their puzzle-solving thrill!

Even Ning Zheng occasionally watched them play "Escape Room."

Here is not described in detail; they passed through several levels like this, roughly understanding some information.

The Xin Dynasty Saint was indeed frantically procreating, wanting a Prince, wanting to produce a Crown Prince.

Almost pathological.

The whole Harem was full of deceased infants.

Within this seemed to hide a big secret, it wasn’t just about passing on the lineage.

"According to normal logic, we need to decode step by step to understand the secret behind this Saint wanting to produce a Crown Prince."

"But, we just won’t take the conventional path."

Night Mad Cultivator said, "Actually, I have a bold idea, skip the decryption process, and directly guess the result."

"What do you mean?" Jiucai Rong asked.

"According to the nature of that dog’s plan, there must be another reversal," Night Mad Cultivator said with a serious face.

"???"

Everyone looked at him.

Night Mad Cultivator said, "Under the currently known conditions, all other royal branches have been wiped out. There should be no remnants, so where did this unknown Xin Dynasty existence come from?"

"Do you think there’s a possibility that this unknown Xin Dynasty existence was just forgotten by Xin Xichen, not unknown to him?"

The words were quite a tongue-twister, but some smart people already understood the meaning.

Everyone’s thoughts stirred, "Are you saying, a logic flaw? A logic flaw made him forget this person’s existence?"

"But, isn’t a logic flaw about forgetting one’s own death?" Su Yuniang said.

"During death, events that happen simultaneously might be forcibly forgotten too," Night Mad Cultivator said.

Su Yuniang was startled and exclaimed:

"Your imagination is too wild! You mean to say, this person was born at that coincidental moment, so Xin Xichen wouldn’t remember him."

Night Mad Cultivator nodded, "And who was born at that time? The Crown Prince!"

"Think about it, Xin Xichen’s lifelong obsession is to have a Crown Prince. Maybe he’s already born, and the black hand is the Crown Prince."

Everyone was speechless.

They were shocked by Night Mad Cultivator’s imagination.

But thinking about it like this, it’s still very possible.

What kind of person is Xin Xichen, the Last Saint?

A killer!

When he said he’d kill his whole clan, he really did.

He’s so cautious, he probably checked the family tree countless times without missing anything.

So how did that person appear?

It can only be someone Xin Xichen doesn’t remember.

The Crown Prince is very likely.

Because the Crown Prince was born when Xin Xichen died.

Therefore, Xin Xichen’s logical instinct blanked out events at the time of his death, and to protect logical integrity, also blanked out the Crown Prince’s birth.

"Makes sense! Logically, all aspects can be explained."

Su Yuniang’s thoughts drifted:

"I already have a cliched drama in my mind, the Crown Prince is born, the dynasty falls, he endures with great burden, hides in the shadows for thousands of years, overthrows the dynasty, and watches his ghostly father’s ascension."

"But, he still wants to kill his father and take the artifact for himself."

This plot is so unfilial.

Everyone thought it was really quite absurd.

But when they carefully went over the logic from the beginning, it seemed to align with the plot development.

According to the main storyline, they should go like this:

Start exploring the Capital City Secret Realm instance.

As the blacksmith’s instance progresses, various palace intrigue plots such as "The Crown Prince and the Cat" and "Harem Struggle" appear.

As the Imperial Palace instance progresses, after thrilling stories, they gradually understand the truth, that the outside mastermind is, surprisingly, the dead Crown Prince.

That’s the traditional decryption route!

Play the instance, find out the truth of the dynasty’s demise tens of thousands of years ago, and finally find the mastermind hiding in the shadows.

At that time, the blacksmiths would certainly exclaim:

—The mastermind is you, Crown Prince!

Then they would take up their weapons and fiercely beat this patricidal traitor.

"Wow, this plot makes sense!"

"There’s the reversal, there’s the foreshadowing."

"Exactly, just like the Xu Huan case before, that dog planner was also laying one foreshadowing after another in advance, they’re all the same."

"Right, the Crown Prince’s foreshadowing is this, always giving birth, always giving birth, and then finally born, right?"

"Hahaha, with this foreshadowing, we’ve seen through it at once!"

"Planner, you didn’t expect that? The mastermind’s bottom has been instantly revealed by us."

"I hate you spoiler dogs."

"You’re so toxic, we haven’t even finished the Capital City Secret Realm’s storyline—The Harem Crown Prince case, and you’ve guessed the truth about who the Crown Prince is?"

"Exactly! At this rate, how are we supposed to follow the plot??"

"You bunch of jerks!!!"

...

A group of people laughed.

They hate spoiler dogs the most.

Immortal Aunt gave Night Mad Cultivator a playful push and coyly said, "Are you really a worm inside the planner, did you really guess the plot?"

"Stop acting like a woman, it’s gross to me."

Night Mad Cultivator rolled his eyes and said proudly, "Before, I was determined to never guess wrong the planner’s thoughts again. This time, I am thinking from the planner’s perspective, how to create an amazing twist plot!"

A group of people immediately lavished praise.

In the distance, Ning Zheng listened with a face full of question marks: ?

They’re really sick.

If it’s fake, then it’s a joke.

If it’s true, the mastermind must be dumbfounded.

Before he even went through the plot and appeared, he was discovered by a group of brain-damaged crazies, turning into a live clown.