She Couldn't Help It, She Was So Poor~

Driven by a subtle urge to see whether she was the luckiest, Chu Yao opened the details of the red envelope that had made her the group owner.

After becoming the group owner, she could indeed see more information.

The red envelope record showed:

(Magic cultivation) Choosing a Name Is So Hard claimed a 1,000-cubic-meter storage ring (luckiest draw)

(Western fantasy magic) Forbidden Spell Wholesaler claimed a 10-cubic-meter storage bag

(Sci-fi apocalypse) Abyss Lord claimed a 10-cubic-meter storage bag

(Everything below was a 10-cubic-meter storage bag.)

Tsk, sure enough, I, the group owner, do have a bit of luck on my side!

One thousand cubic meters! How much delicious food could that hold... No, how many cultivation resources!

She also took a moment to look into levels and points.

For every successful transaction, the system awarded between 100 and 1,000 points based on the transaction amount and both parties' satisfaction.

And advancing from level 1 to level 2 required a full 10,000 points!

Ten thousand points?! That's robbery! How many deals would I have to make to level up?

No wonder those guys are high-level. They must be old hands who've been around under the previous group owner for a long time!

The group also had a common trading currency called "red diamonds," and one successful transaction earned one red diamond.

Just then, messages suddenly began flooding the previously quiet group chat, making it as lively as a marketplace:

[Group member] (Modern urban) Everything Can Be Bought: "Guys, who can relate?! I just got a pack of expired compressed biscuits! The system's daily check-in is such a scam!"

[Group member] (Western fantasy magic) Forbidden Spell Wholesaler: "@Abyss Lord, bro, want a forbidden spell to clear out those zombies? I'll give you the wholesale price: buy ten, get one free!"

[Group member] (Sci-fi apocalypse) Abyss Lord: "Get lost! The zombies over here are practically mutating into Godzilla already. Wouldn't your forbidden spell just speed up the apocalypse on my end?"

[Group member] (Ancient low-martial world) How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible!: "Alas, being invincible is a kind of loneliness too... Everyone, does anyone have a treasure that can make me feel even a hint of pressure?"

[Group member] (Primitive tribe) Lord of the Wilderness: "Just hunted a mammoth. The meat is delicious, and the bones are hard. (Attached: an abstract mammoth drawn with a crude charcoal pencil)"

[Group member] (Interstellar wasteland) Above the Nine Heavens: "(Drops a cool partial picture of a mecha) Check out my new paint job. Cool, right? Wasteland style—it rocks!"

[Group member] (Modern urban) Everything Can Be Bought: "Wow! A mecha! You're awesome, big shot! (Emoji: starry eyes) But your nickname is so edgy..."

[Group member] (Interstellar wasteland) Above the Nine Heavens: "...None of your business! (Emoji: furious with embarrassment)"

Chu Yao frowned at the conversation between these people who seemed like a bunch of senior kindergarteners. She sighed deeply and badly wanted to click the button in the upper right corner to close the group chat.

What kind of freaks are these? What happened to the big shots from all worlds?

Why does each one seem more unreliable than the last?

Still, complaints aside, she had business to take care of.

For her first trade, she had to get something she urgently needed.

She was about to go to Hogwarts, and her sect was dirt poor.

Though they were very generous to her, the fact remained that they had little to spare.

After thinking it over, she decided that gold, which counted as hard currency in most planes, was undoubtedly the best choice.

With gold, she could live a little more comfortably in the magical world, instead of scraping by in straitened circumstances just because she was studying abroad at public expense.

Sword cultivators stay poor for three generations; a flying sword can ruin your life!

She appreciated the kindness of her master and senior brothers and sisters, but their spirit stones were probably limited too. She had to rely on herself!

If she could avoid using spirit stones, she would. Gold was the way to go!

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