"Cross-sequence traversal once consumes 1,000 units of Cosmic Law."
"Four traversals within a sequence consume 400 units of Cosmic Law."
"Backing up the Liaozhai World consumes 300 units of Cosmic Law."
"Bribing Qin Ge consumes 200 units of Cosmic Law."
"Setting up the Fivefold Sword Formation in Liangshan County consumes 200 units of Cosmic Law."
"So my account balance now has only 7,800 units of Cosmic Law left."
Sitting once more atop the walls of Guobei County, Zhang Yang counted off the expenses on his fingers, his face bitter. It was true that one never knew the price of firewood until one ran the household. Not long ago, he had still possessed 10,000 units of Cosmic Law, but after just a few days, nearly a third of it had vanished. Was there any justice left in this world?
A sense of pressure pressing close to the brink rose in his heart. He could not keep lazing around like this. Though, as the owner of a listed company, he could always seek investment when short of money and keep raising funds—for instance, the assets in Zhang Yang's hands had all been provided after two major angel investors bought stakes.
But even if someone beat Zhang Yang to death, he still did not want to dilute his control over the Village Building Order's core any further.
That meant he could no longer delay farming, managing, and making a fortune.
"Let's get to work!"
Zhang Yang's expression turned solemn. He took the Star of Hope from his robes. It contained the backup of the Liaozhai World's data. With utmost care, he placed the Star of Hope upon this land that was already on its last legs.
This was the source of the Liaozhai World—a True Realm. Well, technically, it was a True Realm