"Congratulations, host. You have gained five million Hate Points." The system's voice rang out.
Xia Ping rubbed his chin. He'd earned five million Hate Points, so it seemed his actions had angered quite a few Elite Students. Still, he didn't really care.
After all, he wasn't exactly on good terms with them.
Beep, beep.
Just then, the communicator on Xia Ping's person rang. It was Liang Kuan, a supervisor at the Giant Corporation.
When he saw the call, he immediately knew that the Giant Corporation had finished selling the goods he'd entrusted to them. The whole process had taken more than a month.
As soon as he answered, he heard Supervisor Liang Kuan say, "Xia Ping, the goods you asked us to sell have all been sold. We got a total of 570 billion Federal Coins. I'll transfer the money to you shortly."
570 billion Federal Coins?!
Hearing this, Xia Ping clenched his fists, overcome with excitement. It was an astronomical sum—ordinary people couldn't even imagine how long it would take to earn that much.
No, even for a King Family, earning more than 570 billion Federal Coins wouldn't be easy. Yet he'd gotten it all at once. He'd become rich overnight.
Of course, the risks had been great. Without the many secret treasures he possessed, which let him come and go freely in a Demon King's territory, success would have been impossible.
If his whereabouts had been exposed, he would likely have been killed, and his clan wiped out!
But things had worked out well. He'd obtained a huge trove of Silver Flood Dragon King's treasures and made a fortune. He'd come out far ahead. The greater the risk, the greater the reward—this proved it.
"Tsk, tsk. I really wonder where you got all that stuff," Supervisor Liang Kuan