Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 121 - -The Generous Velen

30,000 bottles of Life Potion!

Hearing the system’s announcement, Velen was utterly stunned.

From what he knew about the system, it never handed out rewards so freely.

And now it had suddenly given him 30,000 bottles—completely catching him off guard!

Even with so many people in the fortress, there was no way they could use up this many potions.

The sheer quantity was overwhelming!

However, one thing became increasingly clear to Velen—the system fully approved of his flaunting behavior.

It seemed the system was escalating things on its own!

At the same time, Robert and the others who had just finished their battle were slumped across the fortress’s central plaza, completely exhausted.

Every single one of them was panting heavily, covered in various wounds and bruises.

Robert, scanning the battered warriors around him, grinned proudly and declared:

"Everyone, today’s battle was truly exhilarating! This here is a bottle of my personally crafted Mid-Tier Life Potion—it can rapidly heal injuries. Outside, this would cost hundreds of thousands of mana crystals per bottle!

But since I’m in a good mood today, I’ll let each of you have a sip to experience its effects!"

As he spoke, he dramatically pulled out a potion bottle, its contents crystal clear like spring water, and placed it in front of everyone.

A Mid-Tier Life Potion?!

The moment Robert revealed the potion, the exhausted warriors instantly perked up, their breathing turning rapid and excited.

Everyone here knew about Life Potions, but they were incredibly difficult to craft.

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Not only were the materials extremely rare, but even for highly skilled alchemists, successfully brewing one was no easy feat.

These potions were incredibly valuable, especially in major star systems, where they were immediately bought out by those who could afford them.

Such opportunities were one in a million!

Under their eager gazes, Robert uncorked the bottle and took a sip.

The bruises covering his body and the burnt patches on his skin from earlier began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The recovery speed was shocking!

Even for Ascended Rank awakeners, recovering from such injuries would normally take days or even months!

"Robert, are you serious?! A Mid-Tier Life Potion is so incredibly rare, and yet you’re casually drinking it right now? Looks like you’ve been infected by Velen’s flaunting behavior!"

"Exactly! For us body refinement warriors, this potion is basically a second life!"

Aiden stared at Robert, his expression twitching, visibly pained by the wasteful extravagance.

Meanwhile, Ethan and Victoria exchanged frustrated glances before glaring at Robert.

It was one thing for Velen to flaunt his wealth in front of them.

But now, even Robert, a renowned alchemist and merchant, was doing the same?!

Crafting a Mid-Tier Life Potion required extremely rare materials, and even with everything prepped, the failure rate was still high.

For Robert, brewing just one was already a major challenge—and yet, here he was, wasting it!

Seeing everyone glaring at him, Robert suddenly understood Velen’s joy in flaunting wealth.

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"Life Potions are indeed valuable, but using them for healing isn’t a waste, is it?"

Hearing this, Kevin immediately coughed lightly and warned him:

"Robert, you might want to think this through carefully…"

Robert scoffed and retorted, "Kevin, you’re being unreasonable. This Life Potion was crafted by me! I can use it however I please—"

But before he could finish, he saw Anastasia walking over.

The Lord.

The moment he saw Anastasia, Robert’s smug expression froze.

Because he knew that Anastasia absolutely despised wasteful extravagance.

Flaunting in front of the lord? Not a good idea!

Before Robert could explain himself, Velen’s voice suddenly rang out:

"Honored Senators, I understand that you have been training hard to hone your combat skills and further develop the fortress.

Although I may not be able to contribute much, I do have some Advanced Life Potions that will be extremely beneficial for your injuries…"

However, as Velen spoke, his gaze landed on the potion bottle clutched in Robert’s hand.

"System, Robert has already used a Life Potion. Even though it’s only a Mid-Tier one, his injuries are healed. What now?"

The system quickly responded:

"The 30,000 bottles of Life Potion have been pre-allocated. In order for the flaunting to be valid, they must be used to heal injuries. Please plan accordingly, Host."

Velen’s expression changed instantly.

The system was messing with him!

Because based on this logic, they would need to get injured again—which basically meant the system was encouraging more fighting!

At that moment, as Velen spoke, everyone’s attention shifted toward him.

The moment they saw the literal mountain of Advanced Life Potions he had pulled out, their pupils shrank in shock.

Mid-Tier Life Potions were already extremely rare and had an astonishing recovery effect.

But Velen had just casually taken out tens of thousands of Advanced Life Potions.

What kind of absurd wealth was this?!

Robert, stunned beyond belief, suddenly felt deep regret.

Compared to the ridiculous amount of Advanced Life Potions Velen had just revealed, his one bottle of Mid-Tier Life Potion was utterly worthless.

He had accidentally tried to flaunt his wealth in front of the real expert, and in his own domain no less!

To make matters worse, Anastasia had seen everything, meaning he had already made a bad impression.

So, in a desperate attempt to save face, Robert quickly shook his head and refused:

"Uh… Velen, my injuries are already healed thanks to the Mid-Tier Life Potion. You should save these Advanced Life Potions for the others."

Although he really wanted to try one, now was not the time.

However, Velen simply smiled and replied:

"Senator Robert, I don’t think you’re fully healed yet. These Advanced Life Potions will be very beneficial for you!"

Before Robert could react, the surrounding senators picked up their Lv9 Forges and closed in on him.

"Senator Robert, we agree—you definitely haven’t fully recovered. Let us help you with that!"

They all grinned maliciously.

After all, Robert had flaunted his wealth in front of them first.

"Wait, wait, wait! Not my handsome face!"

BAM!

Before he could finish, Kevin punched him directly in the eye!

The beating lasted for several minutes before finally ending.

Everyone else eagerly grabbed a bottle of Advanced Life Potion from Velen and drank it immediately.

Meanwhile, Robert, now thoroughly bruised, stumbled toward Velen with tears in his eyes.

"Velen… This isn’t fair… Why did you all gang up on an old man in his seventies?! Where’s your sense of morality?"

Velen scratched his head and seriously replied:

"Well, Robert, everyone else used my Life Potions to heal, but if you don’t, you’d be out of place—and it’d look like I was playing favorites!"

Robert: …

The entire group burst into laughter.

But their laughter quickly faded as Velen continued handing out more potions.

Wait—why was he giving them so many?

A single bottle was more than enough to heal their wounds…

Seeing this, Kevin suddenly panicked.

If Velen insisted on them using up all 30,000 bottles, things could get ugly.

At that moment, seeing that Velen was still relentlessly handing out Life Potions, Anastasia suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly spoke up:

"Velen, there’s no way we can finish all these potions, and besides, our injuries are already healed. Why don’t you leave some for the rabbit? It hasn’t had anything nice to eat in a long time."

Upon hearing this, the others nodded furiously.

Right now, they were suddenly grateful that the rabbit existed—at least they had something to shift the burden onto!

However, Velen simply shook his head seriously and replied:

"Lord Anastasia, these Life Potions were specifically prepared for all of you to recover. The rabbit doesn’t need them."

"No need to pretend. No need to save them for me. Your injuries aren’t fully healed yet—so drink up.

By tomorrow, I expect all 30,000 bottles to be completely finished."

The entire group: "???"

This… this was basically forcing them to drink!