Big Shots Need to Be Coddled! Ma Hongjun's Choice!

Faced with the spending power of a big-money patron.

First Hong said—

Of course he had to coddle them!

Was he supposed to throw a tantrum instead?

That would be picking a fight with money.

Big shot, stop sending gifts. Can't you see those two are about to crack?

Let them catch their breath first. There's plenty of time—we can torment them slowly.

Besides, you're gods and don't need rest. I'm a mortal; I need to go back and sleep.

A few more gift effects floated across the screen, probably from accidentally tapping too many times.

"Nine Color Goddess": Fine, this was my oversight.

User "Nine Color Goddess" sent a gift: "Immortal Herb · Golden Needle Mushroom" ×1000

"Nine Color Goddess": This stuff tastes pretty good. Mortals will benefit greatly from eating more of it.

First Hong: .

You definitely did that on purpose!

First Hong immediately tried to sell them all, only to find that their price was 0 Livestream Points.

Made sense.

This stuff was as widespread in the God Realm as Blue Silver Grass. Even if each one were worth only 1 Livestream Point, he could still farm a massive number of Livestream Points from them.

He stopped looking at the Livestream Room and let them chat among themselves.

He went to Dai Mubai's single dorm room and spent 1 Livestream Point to buy a new bed.

—He didn't want things other people had used.

After tidying up a little, he nodded in satisfaction.

If he ran into someone like Zhu Zhuqing, who practically delivered herself to his door, he could decide whether to devour her whole.

But he was also quite interested in the "iceberg goddess pursuing him" that the God of Speed had mentioned.

No rush.

It was only his second day after transmigrating. There were plenty more interesting things to come.

He was happy.

But Oscar and Dai Mubai were miserable.

While enduring the torment of their bodies, they also imagined what they would soon have to...

"Focus on cultivating first," Oscar said helplessly. "Don't eat anything for the next few days. At least let your bodies clear everything out."

Then when they had to pull it out again, less of it would get smeared with things that shouldn't be there!

Dai Mubai sighed.

They could only do that.

"Thankfully, we can still drink water. At least we can fill ourselves up with water."

But they had overlooked one thing.

They were Soul Masters. Their daily energy expenditure was enormous.

They couldn't even last a day without food.

Not to mention that they would be heading to the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow. To maintain their combat readiness, they would probably have no choice but to...

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

The Nine Color Goddess had probably planned this all along, hadn't she?

On the third day after transmigrating.

This time, Oscar hadn't even come to wake him up, yet First Hong still overslept as expected.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A round of pounding on the door jolted First Hong awake.

He groggily climbed out of bed.

Seeing his surroundings, his memories slowly returned.

Ah.

He had transmigrated.

He first opened the Livestream Room to see whether any new viewers had arrived.

There were only the God of Phoenix and God King of Destruction 002.

The former was probably waiting for the result.

The latter was in slumber, and aside from the Livestream Room, had no other entertainment.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be watching a man sleep on stream.

Morning, you two, First Hong greeted them.

"God King of Destruction 002": If you've rested enough, go out for a walk.

"God of Phoenix": See whether my past self managed to hold on.

All right.

First Hong got up and opened the door.

He found an irritated Li Yusong standing outside.

"You brat, everyone has been assembled for ages, and you're still sleeping?" Li Yusong glared. "Hurry up and get ready. We're setting off for the Star Dou Great Forest!"

Though he was scolding him, his tone wasn't unpleasant.

This was genuine concern, not a teacher putting on airs.

"Fine, give me a few minutes."

First Hong returned to his room, washed up quickly, then walked out of the dorm empty-handed.

Li Yusong glanced at the Space Ring and clicked his tongue to himself.

Storage Soul Tools were extremely rare. As an ordinary Soul Emperor, he truly didn't own one.

Seeing this, First Hong thought Lao Li was quite a good person and took out a Level 3 Storage Belt, handing it to him.

"Thank you for waiving my tuition yesterday, Teacher. This belt is for you."

At first, Li Yusong thought it was merely an ordinary belt.

He accepted it with a smile.

"With talent like yours, how could I have the nerve to charge you tuition?"

"If Flender has any objections, tell him to come find me!"

Judging by that tone.

He knew absolutely nothing about what had happened in the past two days.

No wonder he dared to pound on the door. Ignorance was fearlessness.

It was only because First Hong didn't have morning grumpiness, and Li Yusong had no selfish motives. Otherwise, why not let Tang San try it?

"Huh?" Li Yusong said in surprise. "This belt is a storage Soul Tool?"

He hurriedly tried to stuff it back into First Hong's hands, but First Hong flashed away.

He then pulled out a whole bunch of Storage Belts, scattering them outward like blooming flowers.

—The God of Emotion had gifted him a Space Ring full of Soul Tools. This stuff was piled up like mountains.

"These are all Storage Belts?" Li Yusong asked in shock. "You have so many Soul Tools, yet you had no money to pay tuition?"

"At the time, I really didn't have even one Gold Soul Coin." First Hong shrugged. "I've got tons of this stuff, Teacher, so don't refuse."

Li Yusong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"If anyone bullies you in Shrek in the future, come find this old man anytime!"

"All right."

Watching Li Yusong treasure the Storage Belt as he put it on, First Hong was rather pleased too.

It was like a tycoon throwing money around. He might look foolishly rich, but the emotional payoff was maxed out.

No amount of money could buy what made him happy.

"Quite a few people need to hunt Soul Rings this time."

Li Yusong reminded him—

"The Star Dou Great Forest is full of danger. Stay close to this old man when the time comes. It'll be safer."

"Talk less and observe more on the way. Learn properly."

His nagging words were full of concern.

First Hong didn't need the advice, but he listened with a smile throughout.

In life, one shouldn't be unable to recognize goodwill.

When they arrived at the field where everyone had assembled.

Tang San's face was dark as coal as he taught Xiao Wu the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

The others were gathered around watching, and some were even taking notes.

That made Tang San's face turn even darker.

But he still had to honor the bet and answer everyone's questions seriously.

It was incredibly irritating!

He swept his gaze around.

All the students were present, including Ma Hongjun—he didn't even dare look at First Hong and hid at the back of the crowd.

Heh.

Judging by how nimble his hands and feet were, it was obvious how last night had gone.

First Hong shook his head and ignored him.

The teachers included Soul Saint Flender, Soul Saint Zhao Wuji, and Soul Saint Shao Xin.

Along with Li Yusong, the Soul Emperor.

Only Lu Qibin was missing; otherwise, all of Shrek's teachers would be here.

"Are they all going?" First Hong asked in surprise.

In the original story, there had only been Zhao Wuji.

"Quite a few people need to hunt Soul Rings this time." Flender's expression was strange. "You, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Oscar. If too few teachers go, the efficiency will be too low."

Li Yusong dug at his ear.

"Flender, are you suffering from senile dementia?"

"Oscar and Tang San are Level 29. It's possible for them to break through together."

"Mubai is only Level 37, and those other two girls are Level 26 and Level 27. How are they supposed to hunt Soul Rings?"

Everyone fell silent.

Zhao Wuji walked over, put an arm around Li Yusong, and led him aside.

"Lao Li, you just got back from purchasing supplies, so you don't know..."

After an explanation.

Li Yusong let out startled cries from time to time.

"Holy shit?"

"Seriously?"

"That's so badass?"

He repeatedly glanced at First Hong.

Confusion, shock, incomprehension... and lingering fear!

Was this little fellow he had personally recruited really that ferocious?