Yun Qingyang's Little Private Stash

"Big brother, are you alright!" Jiang Bieli ran to Jiang Yibei's side with Clefairy and asked with concern.

"It's alright, go catch Bulbasaur quickly," Jiang Yibei said, rubbing his cheek. His boss's blow had practically knocked Jiang Yibei's jaw crooked.

Jiang Bieli glanced at the Bulbasaur lying not far away and said, "Big brother, you can have the Bulbasaur! I'll find other Pokémon later."

Jiang Yibei glanced at Jiang Bieli and laughed, "Give it to me? What if you encounter other cultivators later? With your small frame, do you think you can outrun them?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bieli was unconvinced. He patted Clefairy beside him and said arrogantly, "Big brother, don't look down on people. My Clefairy just took down two of them."

At this point, Jiang Bieli glanced at the spot where the three had disappeared and whispered, "Brother, do you think we'll face their Revenge if we go back out? I've heard of them; they seem to be the three great protectors of a sect, all at the eighth level of the Spirit Ancestor realm."

Jiang Yibei's cultivation level is at the second stage of the Spirit Ancestor, while Jiang Bieli is even worse, only at the Spirit Master Sixth Stage. If the three brothers were to turn around and go out to ambush them, it would be quite troublesome.

Jiang Yibei shrugged and joked, "Maybe our Uncle Zhou is just for show!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bieli realized that there were other people behind them. He scratched his head, chuckled, and said sheepishly, "Oh right, Uncle Zhou is still waiting for us outside."

"Alright, go and catch Bulbasaur. Your constitution is too weak, and you're not very bright. Even with Clefairy, you probably won't survive in here." Jiang Yibei said, rubbing his cheek and looking at Bulbasaur lying not far away.

"Big brother..."

"I told you to get out of here right now, don't you understand?" Jiang Yibei's face instantly turned cold.

"Oh..." Jiang Bieli was startled, and lowered her head, looking aggrieved, as she went to capture Bulbasaur.

Outside the Bookstore.

"Jiang Yibei is really unfriendly to his younger brother!" one cultivator remarked with a click of his tongue.

"I think it's fine. My younger brother caught all the little fairies first."

"That's right, the key is that this younger brother talks too much nonsense. If I were to scold him, it would be too lenient. I would just slap him twice, and there wouldn't be any more trouble."

"By the way, where are those three burly men?" a cultivator asked in confusion.

The three people who were just killed have been 'dead' for quite some time now. According to everyone's speculation, they should have come out of the Book World by now, but no one has seen them come out yet.

"Could it have been teleported to another place?" some cultivators speculated.

"That's possible. Maybe they'll find another place to catch Pokémon. Look, their Poké Ball and Pokédex are gone too. If they were teleported out, the Poké Ball and Pokédex should have been left behind, right?"

The practitioners outside the Bookstore all frowned slightly, watching the projection and Analytic the various reasons.

At this moment, one of the cultivators suddenly thought of a possibility and whispered, "Do you think it's possible that they are really dead?"

The sound was very soft, yet it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Everyone was shocked, and the scene fell silent instantly. A gentle breeze brushed against their cheeks, bringing a chill that penetrated to the bone.

"Hehe, I'm just guessing, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." The cultivator clearly realized the problem and shut his mouth Flinch.

But at this moment, no one was in the mood for discussion; everyone stared at the projection screen, remaining silent.

In the Pokémon world, Ma Feifei is asking the system a question.

"Does 'real death' mean that if the person inside dies, reality also disappears?" Ma Feifei, a little nervous.

The system message box displayed the system's reply, "Yes."

Ma Feifei was speechless.

"This doesn't make sense! This is a fictional world, a book! Not the real world!" Ma Feifei questioned.

"Books have a spirit; everything is reasonable."

Ma Feifei remained silent. He knew in his heart that since the little elves in the book could run into reality, people outside could also run into the book. It was already a bit far-fetched to say that the world in the book was illusory. But the fact that real people died after running into the book was a real death was something he simply couldn't accept.

"Then why are you restricting their cultivation levels? It's not fair to them."

Since death is real, the system shouldn't seal everyone's cultivation level. Having cultivation and not having cultivation are two completely different concepts.

"Each book has its own rules, and to enter, you must abide by the rules of that book. The rewards and risks are always proportional," the system replied.

Ma Feifei sighed, "At least you should have explained the rules clearly first! Maybe some people will back down once they know the rules?"

Life is something that a person only has once; once it's gone, it's truly gone, gone forever.

Although everyone in this fantasy world is fighting against the heavens, in the end, they just want to live longer.

On this path of defying fate, no one is afraid of death!

But at least they should know why they died, at least they should have the right to choose, right?

In a situation like this, where everyone feels that this is Book World and that death is simply being transported out, not a real death, then everyone's mindset will naturally be different, and their attitudes towards death will be completely different.

"System friendly reminder: The host must not reveal any rules of the Book World, otherwise it will be considered a violation of the rules, and a certain amount of Book Qi Points will be deducted." The system slowly displayed this message again.

"Yeah! What does their death have to do with me? Why are you deducting my Book Qi Points?" Upon seeing the system message, Ma Feifei remembered the 600,000 Book Qi Points that had been deducted from him and asked.

That's three dead people and six hundred thousand already. There are a thousand people inside now. If ten die, it's two million; if a hundred die, it's twenty million.

How do you play? Ma Feifei's current total Book Qi Points is only 3.6 million. If twenty of them die, his Book Qi Points will become negative.

"Since the host has received various benefits from fellow readers, it is natural to assume the responsibility of protecting them. If a fellow reader dies in the Book World, the host will need to bear some responsibility, and the host's corresponding Book Qi Points will be deducted based on the amount of benefits provided by the fellow reader."

"What if I run out of Book Qi Points?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

"If the Book Qi isn't enough, Spirit Crystal will do the trick!"

"You're overthinking it. Do I look like someone who possesses Spirit Crystal?" Ma Feifei pouted.

"According to Article 15 of the Regulations on Bookstore Owners and Employees on page 132 of the system, if Bookstore owner incurs negative assets due to poor management, the employees are obligated to help the owner repay them."

"What do you mean?" Ma Feifei asked.

"This means that if the Book Qi Points is insufficient to deduct, the system will deduct the corresponding amount of Spirit Crystal in the following order: host, first employee, second employee, third employee, and so on."

"How am I supposed to explain this to my employees?" Ma Feifei was a bit bewildered; this was the first time she'd seen something like this.

"This matter is beyond the system's scope of resolution; the host must handle it independently."

"This is an unfair contract! Fine, they're just employees, you have no right to deduct their Spirit Crystal," Ma Feifei said, dissatisfied.

This is outrageous.

"Employees receive revenue from the Bookstore, and correspondingly, they also need to bear some responsibility; this is fair," the system replied.

"What kind of profit do they make from the Bookstore? A few Spirit Crystal, not even enough to pay the shopkeeper's wages," Ma Feifei said, pursing her lips.

Despite Yun Qingyang having been at the Bookstore for so long, the system had never provided Yun Qingyang with any benefits. Her only salary was paid by Ma Feifei herself.

"It cannot be said." The system replied with these three words.

Ma Feifei was speechless. This guy was really going to take the unfair terms to the extreme!

"However, I'd like to ask, what if my employees also run out of Spirit Crystal?" If the shop owner and employees have no Spirit Crystal left, wouldn't the system have nowhere left to deduct from their accounts?

"That doesn't exist. According to the system's detection, the first employee in the Bookstore possesses a vast amount of Spirit Crystal."

"How much is 'Mangmang'?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

"Over 100 million!"