From "Qian Wu" to "Ganyou"

The Solar System, Earth.

The Virtual Universe Company's branch building pierces the clouds; the office on the 999th floor, with its floor-to-ceiling windows, isolates the company from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Sun Ruowei stood quietly by the window, looking down at the surging sea of clouds below and the countless people bustling about like ants beneath it. Her beautiful face showed no trace of joy or sorrow.

Buzz.

The next instant, a pale blue virtual screen appeared out of thin air in front of her.

On the screen, the red curve representing Luo Concept Stocks is soaring at an almost frenzied pace, with the steep increase nearly breaking through the top of the display screen. It looks like it is about to erase all the losses of the past five hundred years, and even break through the historical peak and set an unprecedented new high.

In the comments section, messages of cheers and shouts from stock market investors flooded the screen, a display of fervent adoration.

People's joys and sorrows are never shared, Sun Ruowei only found the noise extremely jarring.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, she casually switched to the personal asset details interface.

More than 500 years ago, she borrowed 500 Hunyuan from King Anle and added her own 200 Hunyuan savings. She took a gamble and leveraged three times the amount, plunging headlong into the incomparably popular Luo Concept Stocks.

But who could have predicted that from the moment she entered the market, this once-star stock would embark on a long and desperate downward spiral? Several years ago, when the stock price fell to the 30% warning line, she was forced to liquidate her position.

Bankruptcy struck, leaving behind a mountain of debt.

According to the agreement she made with King Anle, if she failed to earn the difference of 300 Hunyuan within 500 years, she would have to repay all the debts, including interest.

Fortunately, the agreement was for simple interest, with an annual interest rate of only one percent. Even so, with interest compounded (simple interest), the amount she owes has now soared to more than three thousand Hunyuan.

Three thousand Hunyuan!

Just thinking about that number sent chills down Sun Ruowei's spine.

She subconsciously touched the seemingly fashionable necklace around her neck. If the original agreement had been based on compound interest, calculated at an annual rate of one percent, more than five hundred years later, she would have to repay seventy-two thousand three hundred and eighty-six point three-nine Hunyuan!

That's an astronomical figure that could crush any realm lord. You have to understand, looking at the entire Human Race Territory, most realm lords, even after tens of millions of years of arduous cultivation and accumulation, only have a net worth of about ten Hunyuan.

Of course, even a debt of three thousand Hunyuan is something she could never repay, no matter how hard she tried in her entire life.

Sun Ruowei's gaze slowly moved down and landed on the internal transfer order that popped up in the corner of the virtual screen. Her heart turned cold.

The order stated that she would be immediately dispatched to the most dangerous No. 9 Outer Battlefield Domain, a forbidden zone that even Immortal Expert dared not easily set foot in. If a realm lord went there, there was no chance of survival. At this moment, Sun Ruowei truly understood what it meant to be at the end of one's rope, and what true despair meant.

She raised her hand, her fingertips tracing the necklace around her neck, and began to ponder.

There are three more roads.

First: Completely submit to King Anle and become a subservient bitch; Second: Either betray the Virtual Universe Company, join the Dark Net, completely abandon the Human Race Territory, and live as a fugitive; Third: Or, find a secluded corner, change your name, and live out your remaining years in anonymity.

But—how could a mere Realm Lord escape the pursuit of King Rank expert?

Sun Ruowei slowly raised her head and looked out the window at the clear blue sky.

The sea of clouds surged, and the sky shone brightly, a breathtaking sight.

But at this moment, the sky seemed to have transformed into an overturned cauldron, pressing heavily on her heart.

My whole life has been like walking on thin ice—will I ever reach the other side?

On the other side, in the Ganwu Secret Realm.

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord slowly opened his eyes, a flash of light appearing in them. Then, he logged into the Virtual Universe, and a deluge of messages flooded in.

When his gaze swept over the headline "Luo Feng Returns" and the captions below it, "Golden Horned Race Fully Supports" and "King Anle Invests Hunyuan in the Luo Family," the Ganwu Kingdom Lord's face froze.

Then, thinking back to my own side, all I did was issue a lukewarm statement of support.

His lips twitched violently.

Another loss!

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord leaned back on his throne, feeling increasingly pained by the thought.

When he woke up last time, he thought Luo Feng was just a realm lord who had disappeared for six thousand years. Under such circumstances, he thought that Luo Feng had probably already perished in the Cosmic Secret Realm.

Moreover, very few of the so-called unparalleled geniuses in Human Race history have been able to rise again once they have fallen.

Those extraordinary adventures and Heavy Treasure Supreme Treasure they once possessed will all vanish with their deaths. Even if they are lucky enough to be resurrected, they will most likely become despondent and eventually fade into obscurity.

So what if Luo Feng has the Chaos City Lord as his master?

The Chaos City Lord has always been fair and just, and would never bestow Heavy Treasure again simply because of the bond between master and disciple. In that case, if Luo Feng wants to rise again, it will take him at least a million or even tens of millions of years to accumulate his own strength. By then, even the best talent will have been worn down by time.

Therefore, when he awoke last time, he only instructed his thirteen subordinates to take care of him briefly. After all, out of respect for the Chaos City Lord, he couldn't make things too awkward.

But who could have imagined that King Anle and the Golden Horned Race would be so generous, placing such a heavy bet! Compared to this, the support from the Ganwu Kingdom Lord seemed particularly meager and insincere.

Well.

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord sighed deeply, then tried to console himself.

But it's not a big problem!

A genius is a genius, but the probability of Luo Feng reaching his current level as High Venerable is already incredibly small, let alone becoming a pillar of the Human Race. So, all things considered, his loss this time—isn't too great?

Even so, the Ganwu Kingdom Lord still felt a tightness in his chest.

Throughout his life, he made countless investments, yet he always seemed to miss out on opportunities due to unforeseen circumstances, ultimately becoming the most notorious "debtor" in the Human Race Territory.

Just then, he suddenly remembered a saying from the ancient cultures of Earth that he had been studying in his spare time, "Three parts are destined by heaven, seven parts depend on hard work."

No, there's something even more crucial! Sometimes, a name can determine a person's entire life!

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord's eyes lit up. He quickly brought up a translation interface and translated his name into Chinese characters, which read, "Ganwu".

The Ganwu: Qian Wu!

Good heavens!

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord slapped his thigh, feeling as if he had been enlightened!

No wonder! No wonder he, a dignified High Venerable, ended up as the most destitute person in the Human Race. So that's the root of the problem! His name destined him to be forever barred from wealth from the very beginning!

Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still. He quickly tapped his finger and sent a name change request directly to the Virtual Universe Company Headquarters: he wanted to change his name to "Venerable Ganyou"!

As for the reason for the name change, he simply and neatly attached a whole set of ancient books from around the world, from the I Ching to Zi Wei Dou Shu, with extensive and well-supported arguments.

A moment later.

The fast track to High Venerable was replied to immediately:

[Application rejected. Your Venerable's name change is a matter of great importance, requiring changes to trillions of departments throughout the Ganwu Universe Kingdom. The impact would be far too severe, affecting everything in the system; therefore, the application is not approved.]

The Ganwu Kingdom Lord was stunned when he saw the words, and then he flew into a rage!

Damn it!

He slammed his fist on the armrest of the throne, his roar echoing throughout the meditation room, "So what if I owe some money? I, High Venerable, don't even have the right to change my name?!"

"I have shed blood for my people! I have taken the brunt of their thunder! Is this how you treat your heroes?!" The Ganwu Kingdom Lord was trembling with rage, unable to contain his fury any longer, and his divine sense headed straight for Thunder Island in the Virtual Universe.

He wants to find those high-ranking managers and demand an explanation!

Sun Temple.

Tang Ping leaned back on the soft couch, toying with a Flowing Light Star Fruit between his fingers, a smile playing on his lips.

Playing with women is nowhere near as interesting as watching a spectacle.

Especially seeing those guys who panicked and desperately tried to sever ties with the Luo Family a hundred years ago, now looking at them beating their chests and stamping their feet in regret.

There have always been plenty of smart people in this world.

Some guys, seeing the situation was turning sour back then, quietly disappeared without a trace. Now that the tide has turned, they're shamelessly trying to come back and ride the wave of popularity.

But those who were wealthy and powerful and couldn't get away from the Luo family anytime soon were ruthless enough to publish announcements in the newspapers that they were leaving the Luo Family. Some even went so far as to turn around and join the opposing forces, using their status as "Luo Family" as a pledge of loyalty, smearing and accusing the Luo Family, and trying to crush them to death.

But who could have predicted... that Luo Feng would actually come back alive! And thrive, causing the Luo Concept Stocks to soar to new heights—leaving all those clowns dumbfounded.

"Luo Feng, how could you come back?! What will happen to us if you live?! Did you even consider my feelings when you came back?!"

The cries of anguish were everywhere, but they couldn't stop the dramatic shift in the winds of change within the Virtual Universe.

Overnight, posts supporting the Luo Family and Luo Feng flooded the internet. Countless former "traitors" transformed themselves, weeping and pleading guilty, shouting that they would sacrifice their lives for the Luo Family, hoping to secure a spot to return.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Just a few days later, the Luo Family's new rules appeared on everyone's communication panel:

Before the year 14470 of the Earth Calendar, any member of the Luo Family who betrays the family by failing to complete family tasks, leaving the work group chat, leaving the work area, issuing a statement of separation, or changing their name or nationality, regardless of whether they are a direct descendant or collateral descendant, will be expelled for life! And their descendants will never be allowed to rejoin the Luo Family!

In serious cases, the Family Enforcement Team will be fully mobilized to settle old scores!

The moment this order was issued, the entire internet erupted in complaints.

It's important to know that over a hundred years ago, the Luo Family's direct and collateral branches, along with its affiliated forces, amounted to a trillion! After more than a century of ups and downs, only a little over a hundred billion remain, barely enough to be considered related.

This perfectly illustrates the old saying, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall collapses, everyone pushes it down!"

"Putting aside the facts, is the Luo Family entirely without fault?! We are merely vulnerable individuals who have risked our lives, shed sweat and toil for the Luo Family over the years, and protected ourselves in crucial moments. What's wrong with that?!"

"Exactly! Why didn't the Luo Family announce sooner that the patriarch was still alive? If I had known this would happen, how could I have betrayed them? I would definitely have stood my ground to the end!"

"There's definitely something fishy going on here! Look at Luo Kedi's faction, not a single one of them left! They must have gotten wind of it long ago!"

"A cover-up! A cover-up! It's absolutely a cover-up!"

"Father Luo Family, I was wrong! Please let me come back! This time I promise I'll be loyal and never run away again!"

Tang Ping held the Communicator, thoroughly enjoying the sight.

He liked each of the complaints and left a comment encouraging them. "Brothers, what's the use of just complaining? Let's unite and go to the Luo Family to demand an explanation! Let them know we're not to be trifled with!"

By the way, Luo Ping, the son of the Luo Family patriarch, is currently on Earth. Want his address? One spot is only 5 million Ganwu Coin! No deception, not expensive at all!

Not content with his antics, he created an "Anti-Luo Alliance Chat Group" and shouted, "Gather together! Let's show the Luo Family the power of ordinary people! Humans can conquer nature!"

Watching the number of people in the group chat rise rapidly, Tang Ping found it increasingly interesting and promptly sent Luo Ping a complete list of group members.

Luo Ping replied with only one word: 6.

The lively chat in the group didn't last long before it abruptly ended.

As lawyer's letters were precisely delivered to everyone's inbox, the "anti-Luo fighters" in the group finally belatedly sensed the danger.

Those with quick minds immediately jumped out and tagged Tang Ping, their tone a mix of shock and anger. "Did you betray us?! Give me your coordinates! I'll come and confront you in person!"

Tang Ping's eyes lit up, and he laughed.

With a flick of his finger, he directly shared his real-time location to the group.

(Galaxy Star Domain, Solar System, Above the Sun, Platinum Temple)

The group chat fell silent the next second.

The next second, messages begging for mercy flooded the screen, a sight so heartbreaking it brought tears to the eyes of all who heard them.

Tang Ping remained silent, laughing so hard he rolled on the floor in front of the screen, a string of "hahaha"s flooding the entire screen.

Someone was furious and wanted to report him and have the group shut down, but the system coldly popped up a message: The group owner's privilege level is too high, reporting is prohibited.

Everyone was stunned.

So this guy's a big shot?! A big shot with nothing better to do, coming here to mess with a bunch of nobodies whose highest cultivation level is only at the Star Rank?!

Have you no shame?!

Waaaaah! This is bullying!

Hehehe~

Tang Ping looked at the messages in the group chat, pleading and begging for mercy, and laughed until his cheeks ached. He casually clicked "disband group chat" and then blocked all private messages from strangers with one click. He couldn't have felt happier.

This is the happy life of a big shot: simple, unpretentious, and incredibly fulfilling!

"I hope these guys are alright," Tang Ping thought, stroking his chin with a "kind" expression.

Just then...

[Ding! Urgent notification from the Cosmic Galaxy Milky Way System: The Ganwu Universe Kingdom is hereby renamed the Gando Universe Kingdom, effective immediately! All relevant departments must immediately initiate the document and system renaming process, ensuring a stable, orderly, and rapid completion of the domain-wide renaming without impacting customer business. Timeframe: Ten years!]

Tang Ping, holding the Communicator, was stunned. What kind of trouble was this Venerable Ganwu causing now?

However—I must say, this old guy thinking he can change his fate just by changing his name is rather far-fetched.

Tang Ping suddenly thought of something, and his expression became somewhat strange.

After all, with Luo Feng backing him up, the good days for the Venerable Ganwu are truly about to begin, and he's likely to take off from here on out. But—if word gets out that this trend of changing names spreads, will everyone have to follow suit and change their names too?

Tsk tsk tsk~

Tang Ping shook his head, casually forwarded the notice to Marquis Justice, and added a reminder: "Take it easy for the next two years, work overtime, and while ensuring your normal work, make sure to complete the name change with high quality and quantity."

Marquis Justice replied instantly, "Received, but, King Anle, regarding my outstanding employee—"

Tang Ping raised an eyebrow and replied, "What outstanding employee? Outstanding manager!"

Marquis Justice was overjoyed. "King Anle, you've given me a wonderful surprise! Thank you for King Anle guidance! I will work hard and live up to your expectations! I guarantee that all the renaming tasks will be completed within a year!"

Tang Ping was very satisfied and replied with four words: "Keep it up! The future is yours!"