Don't Ask, or You'll Be Erased

Main God Space.

This term is not unfamiliar to Wang Xiaoman.

Given her childhood friendship with Kang De, her hobbies were essentially Kang De 'Kang De hobbies, and vice versa, especially hobbies like online novels that didn't require much investment.

Like Kang De, she enjoys reading online novels.

The difference is that Kang De, the poor student back then, only managed to pay for reading, while Wang Xiaoman, the rich woman, is a well-known wealthy reader and official, who is always at the beck and call of the "Alliance Leader" and has a great reputation.

This is all without her revealing her gender or photos, and without constantly using vulgar language to pretend to be a rough, masculine man.

If the true nature of this beautiful but wealthy young woman is revealed, it will probably cause a huge stir online.

After all, writers are creatures whose daily work is to make up stories and cheat readers out of money. As they write, they even start to believe their own stories. They spend all their time hiding at home writing, chatting, and playing games, rarely going out, and have virtually no social relationships. Since they don't interact with the outside world and don't maintain social connections, it's natural that they can't find a girlfriend. Even if there are good girls out there, no one will introduce them to you.

So, someone who clearly has a good income but constantly laments about not having a girlfriend is simply reaping what they sow and doesn't deserve any sympathy. After all, if you don't go out and look for one, and you don't bother to take care of yourself, beautiful girls won't just fall from the sky. It's only natural.

... However, an even more tragic situation has arisen. Many authors understand this, but still refuse to go out. So they use their professional expertise to unleash their imaginations, imagining their silly readers and silly colleagues as beautiful girls to satisfy their spiritual needs.

Especially for wealthy readers who are generous with their money—just think about it, a reader who is rich, appreciates your work, is willing to communicate with you, and is willing to provide financial assistance, is like a young, beautiful, and curvaceous girl—it's like paradise!

That's about it.

In short, every writer dreams of having a beautiful, wealthy female reader who will pay them to be his wife.

Readers like Old Wang perfectly meet all their needs.

That's why Old Wang didn't reveal his gender; after all, a reader is a reader.

Having been drawn into the world of literature by Kang De, she has been reading books for many years. Of course, Old Wang has also heard of the once-popular "infinite flow" genre, which has various variations and has never faded away.

After all, she and Kang De had both pursued the original Infinite back in the day.

Over the years, I've seen many, many excellent and varied works.

While these works have different detailed settings, and some can be called masterpieces, all of them basically adhere to the core setting of the original infinite flow.

--Don't ask, asking will only lead to denial.

So Wang Xiaoman bit her lip.

She had great doubts last night and asked her father for help in his social network to conduct a preliminary investigation. The details of the investigation, combined with what she had learned and observed over the past two days, led to this speculation.

In a short period of time, one can experience the world's great events, face life and death, and undergo events that completely change a person, gaining unimaginable power and developing a deep appreciation for everything in the world.

Therefore, there is indeed only one answer.

It's absurd.

But it does explain the problem.

Infinite flow.

Main God Space.

A large sphere of light.

Enter the instance.

Reward points.

--And there's still fighting.

Xiaoman's heart clenched at the thought.

Just recalling the calm and joyful expression on Kang De that day, one can guess what kind of hell he had gone through, only in this way could he find peace of mind going home.

It doesn't matter if I die.

More importantly, she dared not ask anything.

She had already prepared herself to find a suitable opportunity to confront Kang De and ask him what had happened, because she was fundamentally worried about Kang De's current state of life.

Especially after seeing that row of search records.

But now, she doesn't dare to ask anymore.

Asking is tantamount to silencing.

Xiaoman dared not take that risk at all.

For a moment, the girl was caught in an unprecedented dilemma and confusion.

After breakfast, it was time to go home.

Although Grandma and Grandpa were reluctant to part, Kang De Xiaoman covered for him. Although the two elderly people were reluctant to part, they would not refuse him, as long as he came back to visit often.

The sports car starts.

As the two elderly people in the rearview mirror gradually drove away, Kang De and Xiaoman fell silent.

The girl was flustered and worried, but she didn't know how to ask, and didn't dare to ask at all.

Kang De, however, was thinking about how to make money.

He has already decided on his ideal neighborhood. There are a few similar commercial apartment buildings nearby that are about the same. As for shops, he is not considering them for the time being because they are relatively more expensive, and he would have to open and manage a shop if he bought one, which he doesn't have the time for right now. Buying a house is more convenient.

"Does this really mean I have to become a gigolo?"

Kang De hesitated, yet felt a little thrilled. How to put it? He too had the shameless fantasy of using his charm to make countless wealthy women fall at his feet.

Old Wang glanced at Kang De, his mind also racing with thoughts.

If Kang De really did go to the Main God Space, she certainly wouldn't dare to ask questions rashly due to the principle of annihilation. What she's most concerned about now is what Kang De plans to do on Earth.

Those rows of search records were truly memorable.

Armory, drug lords, criminal law, the Golden Triangle, casinos, war...

That's kind of scary.

Having discovered Kang De's secret and his superhuman powers, Old Wang could no longer stand idly by— Kang De was most likely serious.

What does he want to do?

Judging from the keywords he searched, it's definitely not about being a chivalrous hero or a superhero.

From the perspective of Old Wang veteran online novel reader, once Kang De gained superhuman powers, it became immediately clear what he wanted to do by searching for these things.

He wants to go to the casino, use his superpowers to win big money, and beat down anyone who tries to cause trouble.

He wants to go to Southeast Asia, use his superpowers to rob people out of money, and take out all the drug lords.

And so on.

And the ultimate purpose of all this is clearly...

Make money.

Does he need money?

Old Wang pondered to himself—why didn't they ask him for money?

Unless the amount of money is so enormous that he doesn't know how to bring it up.

So the question is, why would a transmigrator from the Main God Space need so much money?

Thinking of this festival Xiaoman, I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat.

He probably wants to leave a large sum of money for his parents... because he probably has to return to the Main God Space, since he doesn't know if he'll be able to come back next time.

The girl was very upset.

Because Kang De could not share with her, could not confide in her, and could only suffer in silence.

As for Xiaoman... she didn't know what she could do.

The sports car sped along the road until it reached the city center.

Xiaoman was in a bad mood. She needed to calm down and think things through.

So I parked my car on the side of the road in the neighborhood and said, "You go back first, I need to talk to my dad about something."

Kang De was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to be more than happy to oblige.

He needs to go out too.

Whether he can afford a house or not is secondary; the real question is whether he can afford it. He needs to look for suitable houses and inquire about prices, or... the other way around.

Therefore, a little trick is needed.

Kang De reached into his pocket and grasped a necklace.

Police station.

As Kang De approached the gate, he immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Ah, this feeling of returning to a familiar place.

He's been here many times; he knows exactly where the gun cabinets and the contraband storage room are.

But that was just a world that looked very much like Earth. Here, Kang De was a law-abiding citizen who came to consult on some matters in accordance with the law.

The moment he entered, he attracted everyone's attention.

Both men and women were momentarily stunned.

--Wow!

How can he be so handsome!

With fair skin, a tall and straight figure, and handsome features, he is not a product of photo editing, but a real and genuinely beautiful man. A single glance from him can make people feel as if they are bathed in a spring breeze, and the smile on his face can make a hundred flowers bloom.

Kang De straightened his collar, concealing the Charm Necklace beneath his clothes, and took a number.

Inquiries regarding household registration and residential property.

Soon it was his turn.

The person in charge of greeting us was a young policewoman with delicate features. Because of her young age and lack of worldly experience, she blushed immediately when she saw a stunningly handsome man walking towards her.

Wow, it really is my turn! That's awesome!

Kang De sat down and smiled, "Hello, officer."

In the midst of monotonous and tedious mechanical work, encountering all sorts of people is already disheartening. If, at this time, the person you're consulting is a handsome man, at least it's pleasing to the eye.

The policewoman's face flushed red, her formulaic smile crumbled, and she stammered, "H-H-H-Hello! How can I help you?"

"That's how it is..."

The handsome man looked embarrassed and said shyly, "Um, I'd like to buy a house..."

Perhaps because of his reserved expression, the policewoman breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the question, she couldn't help but laugh, very patiently. "You should go to a real estate agency to buy a house, why are you here?"

Appearance is a human right.

The young woman was even quite pleased that the other person had made a mistake regarding common sense.

"Ah, is that so..."

Kang De said somewhat embarrassedly, "I came to investigate, you know, about... people who have died here..."

The young woman immediately understood. "Oh, I see. You want to check if any accidents have happened in the house you're considering buying, or if it's a haunted house, right?"

This is a fairly standard procedure.

Because if a house has been the site of a murder or similar crime, it must be registered with the local police station. When buying a second-hand house, customers usually go to the police station to check if the house has any records of murder or similar crimes, to prevent the seller from deliberately concealing such information—this is a citizen's legal right and something that must be done.

Kang De shook his head again.

"No, no, no, that's not how it is..."

He said somewhat embarrassedly, "I just wanted to ask you to check if there are any haunted houses or haunted houses where people have died around Huaxing Garden, the more haunted the better..."

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PS1: Second update, 3000 words.

PS2: I'm too tired to write anymore. I didn't sleep well the day before yesterday, and my throat was a bit sore yesterday. Last night, I lay down from midnight until 11 a. m. I don't know if I fell asleep or not. I just remember checking my phone every now and then, watching the time tick by, until 11 p. m. Then today I started having a headache, fever, and a sore throat. I'll try to go to bed early tonight and hope I can get a good night's sleep. Goodnight everyone.