I Have a Dice Left by a God-Chapter 345 - 212: Windfall

On the way back, James and Kundra were deeply moved; once again, they experienced the ability to turn clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with the other. This was probably an interpretation of the Unity of Knowledge and Action, possessing magical powers. The two deeply desired to converse with the master, but didn’t have the connections; such a person, indifferent to fame, certainly left them without leads, but at least they were able to meet him. Fortunately, there’s plenty of time in the future, with the Princess involved, and destiny within the Celestial Principle School and the King, such characters appear.

The carriage traveled the road back to the Celestial University Institute, everywhere they could hear the shouts of long live the King. This was the will of the people, this was power. As core participants, they too felt the glory. Moncalleta Kingdom would ascend to a higher level; they firmly believed that their path was the right one, the future of Moncalleta.

Lirong Inn was also exceptionally noisy, Dragon Mother was a staunch supporter of the King, with an incredibly loud voice. Without the King’s new policy, her inn would have long been demolished or occupied. To celebrate, Dragon Mother, usually miserly, decided to serve free lunch for three days, an unprecedented event, attracting all those who love freebies.

Li Xin was typing away in his room, not too surprised by the result; no one understood the power of newspapers in this era better than him.

Knock, knock, knock...

A very gentlemanly owl tapped at the window, holding a letter in its beak; Li Xin took the letter, but the owl remained standing, patient and affectionate, staring at him intently. Helpless, Li Xin could only pull out a Lira, seeing a brilliant smile in the owl’s eyes. Having received the Lira, the owl elegantly retreated, opened its right wing, bowed, and then soared into the sky smoothly.

Touching the letter, Li Xin suddenly felt an emptiness within; he somewhat missed the rebellious bird he had before.

Was he being manipulated?

Soon, a smile returned to Li Xin’s face; with an invitation from a beauty, birds didn’t matter anymore.

At No. 105, 88 Mahler Street, Christie prepared wine and late-night snacks, clad in an evening gown with her hair up, clearly having prepared meticulously; Li Xin’s eyes lit up at the sight, casual yet beautiful, refined yet splendid.

The two raised their glasses together, clink~~~

"What’s the occasion for such joy?" Li Xin savored the wine with a smile.

"Shouldn’t we celebrate surviving a crisis?" Christie replied with a smile. "I bought this wine with your manuscript royalties."

"Then I must drink more."

Christie smiled enchantingly, appearing exceptionally beautiful under the light; it was apparent that her happiness came from within, a joyful woman always exudes double the charm.

"The King’s handling of this situation was truly stunning; the last person with such capability was in Dragon Capital." Christie said.

"Governor Luthor?" Li Xin was quite interested in this potential fellow countryman.

Christie nodded. "He was a legend, such a pity."

"A pity?"

"He could have been the greatest King in Lirong’s history, but he cultivated the Hidden Power, destined not to be King." Christie said. "Yet, the Hidden Path is rugged, a substantial portion already broken."

Li Xin watched Christie, could see she was particularly nostalgic today; Christie was generally able to control her emotions well, yet he wasn’t surprised, given she could become the captain of the Night Patrol, she must truly be delighted.

"Broken, just slowly try another, or change paths."

Christie shook her head with a smile, "The Celestial Principle School is rising, originally insignificant newcomers, hardly anyone paid them any mind back then. The King’s heavy reliance on the Celestial Principle School seemed like grasping at straws from an outsider’s view, unlikely to hold long, yet they managed it. Now not only are there Demigods, but they may go further, perhaps even carve out a path toward divinity."

Li Xin filled both their glasses, raising his cup. "A toast to a just and good King."

Christie’s ivory-like skin reddened slightly, rotating her glass and draining it in one go, her lips sparkling with light. "Do you want to share a towel with me?"

Suddenly at a sharp ninety-degree drift, Li Xin almost flew out the window, yet luckily, he was a simple man.

Li Xin tilted his head, finished the red wine, and embraced Christie, gazing at the dazzling lady with snow-white skin flushing red. "Woman, you’re playing with fire!"

...

The next day, Li Xin awoke and habitually reached out to touch, ...?

The touch felt not quite like a bedsheet; Christie, still asleep, murmured lazily and snuggled closer to Li Xin’s body. Li Xin smiled and kissed Christie’s cheek, holding her soft, fragrant body, lingered in bed a while longer.

Today Christie was off, but he had to visit Hex Bird Society in the morning, the editor-in-chief would be issuing the manuscript royalties!

Christie’s residence was only a street away from Hex Bird Society; from a work angle, it really was conveniently located. Royalties payout, baa hahaha, wondering what amount the editor-in-chief would give, as Li Xin laughed he hesitated. In this era, happiness shouldn’t come too early; greater expectations lead to greater disappointments. Li Xin composed himself, but then thought, being one of their own, should be more than just a few hundred Lira, shouldn’t it?

Receiving a few thousand would be satisfactory, anything more would be wishful thinking.

No matter what, having a little money was worth being excited about. Li Xin swaggered into the Bird Society, it was relatively quiet; having worked late last night, the workers were absent, only a few were in the editorial department, the editor-in-chief’s office door was open though.

"Hello, editor-in-chief!" Li Xin knocked on the door.

Ma Zhe was enjoying a coffee, looking radiant.

"Ah Xin, you’re here, come in." Ma Zhe smiled, looking Li Xin up and down. "Know why I called you?"

"Heh heh, heard there’s going to be a payout, thank you for your cultivation." Li Xin immediately flattered with compliments; the local Governor was better than distant authorities, and Ma Zhe was truly his immediate superior.

"Not at all, you are now the legend of our Night Patrol," Ma Zhe said merrily, "The publication plans for Utopia Mountain Grudge in Lirong and other countries have been approved, but you need to write a bit more; the first batch of bonuses has arrived."

Saying so, he pulled out a small pouch, Li Xin glanced, instantly feeling a chill in his heart. Roughly estimated, it probably wasn’t even a thousand Lira; maybe a few Silver Lira would perk it up.

"Not going to open and check?" Ma Zhe laughed.

Li Xin intended to pretend, but the next instant he opened it, forget pretending, practicality was better, and the gold Lira dazzled his eyes.

"Given the popularity of Utopia Mountain Grudge and its contribution to Hex Bird Report, the first bonus is twenty thousand Lira from headquarters; our fifth branch has five thousand Lira. Don’t disdain it," Ma Zhe chuckled, "You’re going to succeed, afterward probably settling every two months."

"Thank you, editor-in-chief!" Li Xin didn’t expect such a large sum, not that he lacked confidence in Utopia Mountain Grudge, but here wasn’t his original world, surely Ma Zhe and Christie fought hard for it.