Defying One's Superior
A shower of golden and red envelopes rained down from the sky.
People online clicked on it without thinking twice.
They'd seen this kind of scene many times before; it wasn't uncommon for wealthy bosses to throw out a few red envelopes to celebrate when they were in high spirits after winning.
However, when you click on them, the prices are usually only a few cents or a few dimes.
Just for good luck.
But when they see a red envelope, few people can resist grabbing it.
This time, however, the first person to open the red envelope stared at the number on the screen, their pupils suddenly contracting.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.
"Holy crap, five hundred?"
Everyone who opened the red envelope made the same sound, and the amount in the red envelope was ten thousand.
The other party actually threw out five million!
Those who were a step too slow, seeing the screen filled with comments like "Rich guy, I bow to you!" "Rich guy, do you need a leg accessory?" and "What was I hesitating for? I hate myself!", fell into deep regret.
Their hands were still futilely poking at the screen, only to find a cold system notification:
All the red envelopes have been claimed.
Well, this is an exceptionally harsh fact.
"Spring, what are you laughing at?"
The God of Spring God swept his hand from left to right in mid-air, and a curtain of light unfolded before them.
The screen displayed a Star Network interface.
At the top is a system message.
Congratulations on winning the red envelope! You have received 500 Star Coins.
The Goddess of Beauty also looked down and said:
"Isn't this a red envelope? Sending red envelopes in posts is quite common. But this person sent out five million at once, that's really generous."
God of Wine tilted his head and stared for a while, then blinked. He reached out and poked the number "500 Star Coins " on the screen before looking at Spring God in shock.
"Chun! You already have a Star Network account, and you still haven't added me as a friend! Also, you didn't even tell me about the red envelope giveaway!"
God of Wine got angry, pounced on Spring God's lap, and lay there writhing and twisting.
Although he wasn't interested in the Star Coins, he found the red envelope giveaway quite interesting. He believed that almost no one could resist the temptation of red envelopes.
If so, it's probably because the red envelope wasn't big enough.
"Okay, okay, let's add one now."
When Spring God and God of Wine added each other as friends, they found several more friend requests.
Nearby, Summer Autumn Winter God and Death God were studying the Star Network; they usually paid no attention to it.
But now that the Spring God has done it, they've become curious too.
As the only god present who was free and wanted to show off— the Life God —he jumped in front of the four gods, looking somewhat smug, and said:
"I know how to do this! You can ask me anything you don't know. Registering, adding friends, posting updates, grabbing red envelopes, and everything else—I know it all, and I guarantee you'll learn it."
After helping them finish, the Life God skipped and hopped over to the Asura God, and asked smugly:
"Want to know how to do it? If you ask me, I'll teach you."
The God of Life God at the sight of the Asura God.
He couldn't beat them in a fight, and he couldn't afford to provoke them, but he had been holding this grudge for who knows how long.
However, if the other party is willing to humble themselves and ask for his help now, even if it's just to teach him the simplest operation.
He will feel much better.
The Asura God snorted coldly. He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and a Sapphire Blue light suddenly shone in his palm.
The Spear fell into the Asura God.
--My master is using me!
My master still needs me!
Although its owner was fierce and violent towards it, and might even have secretly considered replacing its weapon with a different one, who was that Spear?
It was the most ferocious weapon under the command of the Asura God, having followed its master in countless battles for many years. How could any other weapon besides itself possibly satisfy such a powerful god as its master?
Can those dusty, junk items compare to it?
Sure enough, it had only been back for a short while when its owner summoned it out again!
The Asura God casually flicked his wrist.
The Spear transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking the ground at his feet with a resounding clang.
The Life God stood frozen in place, the smug expression on his face still lingering.
He lowered his head, glanced at the Spear at his feet, then raised his head again, meeting the Asura God's eyes, which were so cold they could freeze a person to death.
The Asura God leaned back in his chair, exuding an aura of dominance, and said:
"Get lost, why would This Venerable need you?"
He had already smoothly completed the registration and added Spring God as a friend long ago.
He was quite familiar with this thing.
The Life God timidly walked to the other side, feeling a little wronged, and took out his "Virtue" character hammer to start tapping the ground.
He tapped the ground repeatedly, thump, thump, thump, while muttering to himself with a wronged tone:
"Sis, how can there be such a wicked god?"
"I didn't do anything to him. I just kindly asked him if he needed any help. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also pinned a gun to my foot! Such a long gun! Such a sharp tip, it almost hit my foot! Why is he so aggressive?"
The more the Life God tapped, the more aggrieved he became, continuing to pound the little hammer incessantly.
"Besides, this is Chunchun's Tea Party, how could he have the nerve to come? Before it even started, he should have left like the Water God and the Stream God."
Why shouldn't he leave?
"I just can't beat him. If I could, I would have thrown him out for Chunchun long ago."
The Life Goddess, long accustomed to this, began to offer gentle comfort.
"Alright, alright, Chunchun must have her reasons for inviting him. Although the Asura God looks fierce, he didn't really hurt you. He was just trying to scare you, don't take it to heart. And sweetie, stop banging, you'll bang a hole in the ground if you keep doing that."
Her brother is called her brother, but he's more like her younger brother. In moments like these, she has to comfort him herself.
Unfortunately, he was indeed older than her, and she was indeed not the older sister.
The Life God was comforted by his sister for a while, and then stood up contentedly.
He put the small hammer with the word "" back into his sleeve.
The Life God took a deep breath of the fresh, flower-scented air outside the Pavilion, feeling that the grievance he had just felt from being frightened by the Asura God had mostly dissipated.
Then, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, a shrewd glint flashing beneath his eyelashes.
The Life God grasped a key point.
"Little sister, when you were comforting me just now, you didn't seem to call me 'brother'."
The Life Goddess sighed softly in her heart.
They were discovered after all.
She knew that every time she tried to sneak around, she would eventually fail; her brother was exceptionally perceptive in these matters.
He's usually easygoing and doesn't care about anything, but he's surprisingly petty about this kind of address.
The Life God asked warily:
"Little sister? Why aren't you saying anything? I heard you clearly just now. You said several things, but you didn't call me 'brother' in any of them. Do you think you're the older sister?"
His younger sister had a very "insubordinate" idea.
--I want to be the older sister.
But that's impossible! Absolutely impossible!