Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 235 - 232-He Offended You Too?
Damn it.
I knew it!
Velen stared at Karos, who dropped to his knees without hesitation, forehead banging against the ground. A wave of exasperation washed over him.
I knew it would come to this. This guy is too slippery for his own good.
He quickly asked his system, "System, this guy hasn't gone through a loyalty check yet. Is it safe to let him join the Tycoon Club?"
Ding! While he's a bit mischievous, he passes the evaluation without issue!
Ding! Host is advised to recruit him as your next official disciple!
"…Huh? I was still debating whether to let him join as just a member, and now you're telling me to accept him as my fifth disciple?" Velen blinked, stunned.
That escalated way too quickly!
Are you absolutely sure this guy won't screw me over later?
"System, I already have a senior disciple who specializes in dark magic. I'm not too keen on adding another dark-attribute student to my lineup," Velen said with concern.
Ding! This individual isn't a pure dark magic user. He was originally an array master, only picking up dark magic due to inheriting Pulitzer's legacy!
Array master? Velen's eyes lit up. So he's dual-classed? Interesting.
Seeing that Velen had fallen silent, Karos started getting anxious.
Why isn't he saying anything? What do I do?
Damn this greedy heart of mine! Why can't I just hold back for once?!
Karos gritted his teeth, stood up, then dropped again with a loud thump, banging his forehead on the ground twice more.
Velen was left speechless.
"Your Highness Velen, I admit I'm greedy," Karos said earnestly, eyes sparkling with sincerity. "But my loyalty to the Tycoon Club would be absolute! Plus, my skills with magic arrays might come in handy someday!"
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Velen couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
"Alright then," he finally said. "Since you've shown such sincerity… I hereby accept you as my fifth disciple!"
BOOM!
The moment those words left his lips, an influx of unfamiliar knowledge surged into Karos's mind, and the Tycoon Club's sigil glowed on his palm.
"…Damn it. I'm doomed," Karos muttered internally. "From now on, no more asking others for money. I'll have to start paying them instead… This identity switch is too abrupt!"
"Mentor," Karos said, eyes full of curiosity, "could you tell me more about my four senior brothers and sisters?"
Velen nodded. "Your senior sister is a powerful dark magic user. I'm not entirely sure about the details of her background, though."
"Your second senior sister is the Saintess of the Tarot Order. She's already recruited five councilors into the club—quite influential."
"Your third senior brother, Kidd, is the most formidable—he's a Sword Saint of Judgment. He's currently expanding our club's influence elsewhere."
"Your fourth senior sister is a little girl with incredible talent in spiritual magic. She's been making solid contributions to the club too."
Karos was stunned. "Holy crap?! Our Tycoon Club's already grown to this extent? At this rate, we'll be dominating the Upper Plane Universe in no time!"
Velen nodded seriously. "Now that you're my fifth disciple, it's your responsibility to recruit more people and help the Tycoon Club flourish."
"Don't worry, Mentor! I'll make sure to complete my mission!" Karos said, pounding his chest with pride.
After Velen left, Pulitzer poked his rabbit head through the door and asked, "So, what did His Highness Velen want? You two talked for a while."
"Mentor! I've decided—I'm going to rebuild Dark Star!" Karos declared passionately. "Now that we've got the Tycoon Club backing us, we'll buy whatever we need!"
"Need planets? We'll buy the biggest, most luxurious ones!"
"Need subordinates? We'll hire the most elite Awakeners out there!"
"Need resources? We'll go shopping in the wealthiest systems!"
"Give me one month. Dark Star will rise again—stronger and grander than ever!"
Seeing Karos so fired up, Pulitzer hopped onto his shoulder and gently rubbed his forehead with his fluffy head.
"You brat… you've been brainwashed by His Highness Velen, haven't you?" the rabbit snorted. "Still… sounds pretty exciting. Alright, let's do it!"
Ding! Quest issued: Host must claim first place in this month's Rising Magi Rankings! Success reward: 50 million luxury points. Failure: No penalty. Can be declined.
Just as Velen stepped out of the building, a system notification rang out in his head.
"First place in the Rising Magi Rankings?" Velen frowned in thought. "Right now, I'm already at the peak of Hero Rank Tier 9. On top of that, I've accumulated 3.4 billion luxury points."
"If I spend just 1 billion, I can break through to Supreme Rank Tier 1 instantly."
But if I do that, I'll be disqualified from the Rising Magi Rankings altogether.
He narrowed his eyes.
No. I'm accepting this mission.
Not for the fifty million points, of course… I just don't want to leave any regrets.
He muttered to himself with a firm resolve.
Ding! Host, with your constant need to show off and act tough… have you considered your body's limits?
"…Excuse me?"
Velen raised an eyebrow.
What does that have to do with you?!
He smirked.
"System, since you like talking so much, have you considered how annoying your voice is?"
Ding! This system does not possess a mouth! Host's verbal attacks are ineffective!
"Well, too bad—I do. Aren't you jealous?"
Ding! This system is the latest model, with vast resources and infinite wisdom!
"You still don't have a mouth."
Ding! This system contains the complete Ultimate Grimoire Collection!
"You STILL don't have a mouth."
...
System: [Read] — No reply.
Velen burst into laughter.
Hah!
Honestly, he thought to himself, maybe chatting with the system more often wouldn't be a bad idea. It might even be kind of fun.
"All right, System—activate Fate's Trojan again. I want detailed intel on whoever's ranked first in the Rising Magi Rankings, including their exact location."
The moment he issued the command, a stream of complex information poured into his consciousness, and a glowing mini-map materialized in front of his eyes.
"Wait, a God-Tier mentee?"
Velen's eyes widened.
"The top contender—Leon—is from the Upper Realm, just like that guy I dealt with before?"
He was clearly shocked.
"I wonder if Apollo knows this Leon guy," he murmured to himself, pulling a portal crystal from his robe.
After some thought, he decided to return to the fortress first and get some answers.
At the Fortress.
"Your Highness Velen, you summoned me?" Apollo approached cautiously, bowing his head in respect.
"Apollo the Great," Velen said, wasting no time. "Do you know the name Blackgold Sovereign?"
Apollo flinched.
Blackgold Sovereign?
The name rang all too familiar.
"Yes… Your Highness," he answered after a pause. "Blackgold Sovereign and I are equal in strength. For tens of thousands of years, we've been rivals—sometimes friends, sometimes foes."
Velen leaned forward. "So, can people like you freely recruit mentees in the Lower Realms?"
"You mean…" Apollo's expression twisted slightly. "He's recruited a mentee down there too?"
"Wait—did his mentee also piss you off?!"
Apollo suddenly lit up like a child given candy.
…Excuse me?
Velen's face instantly darkened as he stared at the excited emperor in front of him.
Even if the guy did offend me… did you really have to look this thrilled about it?!
