Tang San Robs Ning Rongrong to Raise Funds

Ning Rongrong was truly generous; having money made her willful, and she didn't hesitate at all when spending it.

However, she was clearly unaware of another matter: the Tang San of the Parallel Timeline had, in a fit of madness, done something to her...

The Live Broadcast Room began streaming once again.

[Tang San still wanted to continue researching Battle Armor, but there was a problem in reality: he had already run out of money.]

[As the son of a drunken sot, Tang San had no money of his own; the funds he possessed were all provided by Yu Xiaogang, though he felt it was only natural for Yu Xiaogang to give him money.]

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

This disciple was truly insane.

Liu Erlong: "..."

It would be better to just disown this disciple.

Tang San: "..."

The Live Broadcast Room bullies me too much, always looking for trouble with me.

[After his money ran out, Tang San began to ponder how he should go about making money; otherwise, he wouldn't have the funds to buy iron ore.]

[One must know that in the Douluo Continent, the mining industry was not well-developed, which led to high prices for ore.]

[Even Ye Tianyun, had he not stumbled upon a Soul Tool containing a massive amount of capital, might not have been able to forge Battle Armor either.]

Tang San expressed his envy in no uncertain terms.

Why didn't he have such good luck? He couldn't find a Soul Tool, let alone possess a massive amount of capital.

[Of course, this was also because Ye Tianyun was sufficiently intelligent; after only a short time of research, he successfully forged Battle Armor, unlike Tang San, who wasted his funds.]

Tang San's expression shifted repeatedly. This Live Broadcast Room was being too overbearing, always stepping on him to highlight Ye Tianyun's excellence.

Damn this Live Broadcast Room.

As if sensing Tang San cursing it in his heart, the Live Broadcast Room escalated things further.

[In order to successfully research Battle Armor, Tang San felt it necessary to sacrifice others, so his first plan was to steal iron ore.]

Silence.

Shrek Academy fell completely silent.

They truly hadn't expected that Tang San would actually consider stealing just to research Battle Armor.

The people around him all turned their gazes toward Tang San in unison.

The stares made Tang San flush with embarrassment; his face turned bright red. How shameful! What was that other version of him thinking? Was stealing something one could actually do?

And to make matters worse, the whole world had seen it.

Tang San hurriedly explained:

"It's fake! I would never do such a thing; it's too disgraceful."

[However, Tang San ultimately gave up on the idea.]

"See? I told you, that's not something I would do. How could I possibly do such a thing?"

Only then did the crowd withdraw their gazes.

[Of course, the reason Tang San gave up was purely because he was worried that if the Blacksmith Shop didn't receive payment and went out of business, he wouldn't be able to obtain ore anymore. There was only one Blacksmith Shop in Suotuo City.]

Everyone looked at Tang San once again.

So that was the reason for your restraint? They had actually thought Tang San had experienced a change of heart.

In the end, they realized it was only for the sake of sustainable development that Tang San had abandoned his plan to steal.

Tang San's face turned red again. It would have been better not to explain; the more he explained, the more embarrassing it became.

[Therefore, Tang San felt it was necessary to make the Blacksmith Shop profitable, and he ultimately decided to adopt a path of chivalry: robbing the rich to help the poor.]

[Of course, it was robbing the wealth of others to relieve his own poverty—that was what he called a chivalrous thief.]

???

Tang San truly wanted to lash out at his other self.

Robbery and looting? What was he thinking? He even had the nerve to call it "robbing the rich to help the poor."

It was purely because Tang San didn't dare provoke the Live Broadcast Room, so he could only vent his frustration at his other self.

The crowd's gazes converged on him once more.

Good grief, he even brought up robbing the rich to help the poor.

Tang Hao covered his own face. If it weren't for the fact that Dai Mubai had previously provoked the Live Broadcast Room and dragged him into being struck by lightning as well, he would have definitely used his Clear Sky Hammer to smash the Live Broadcast Room to pieces. Daring to provoke his son—that was a path to certain death.

"I..."

Tang San wanted to explain, but he didn't know how.

Parallel Timeline.

The capable Ning Rongrong seemed to recall something and shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Damn, I just remembered! I was knocked unconscious once before, and when I woke up, my storage Soul Tool had been stolen—and it happened right at Shrek Academy."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. So, Tang San had chosen Ning Rongrong; he really picked the right person, as she was truly a wealthy little heiress.

Next door, in the Main Timeline.

Tang San wanted to explain himself, but the Live Broadcast Room grew louder:

[Tang San wanted to find someone wealthy, but he was surprised to discover that the rich people in Suotuo City were quite powerful. He didn't dare to rob them, so he began to weigh his options among those around him.]

[Xiao Wu was the first to be ruled out—a total pauper. Dai Mubai was also excluded; he had some strength. Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others were likewise ruled out, as they were all penniless.]

Ma Hongjun and Oscar: "..."

Wait, just because they were poor, did they deserve this?

Beside them, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong's expressions shifted; they both felt something was wrong.

Why was Tang San only considering his own people?

Brother, you're going to strike at your own friends?

Even the Soul Saint Brothers sensed something unusual.

"Why is Tang San only considering his own people?"

"Maybe his own people have money, and since he knows them well, they're perfect targets."

"That makes sense. I've learned something new today. From now on, when we brothers want to make a move, we'll just rob our good friends blind."

Tang San himself was stunned. Was the other version of him really that bold? Attacking his own people—how shameless.

[Tang San finally set his sights on Ning Rongrong, because she gave him the impression of being "gullible and loaded, come rob me."]

Ning Rongrong of the Main Timeline turned to look at Tang San.

She didn't say a word, but her meaning was clear: in Brother San's eyes, was she really just someone gullible and loaded?

If she didn't know Tang San was the protagonist, Ning Rongrong would have truly lost her temper, and her temper was terrifying.

Ning Fengzhi was so angry he gritted his teeth:

"Abominable! This Little Trash is too abominable! What does he mean by 'gullible and loaded'? He even wanted to rob our Rongrong."

Tang San finally couldn't hold back; he felt it was necessary to defend himself.

"You have to believe me, I am absolutely not that kind of person. How could I ever rob Rongrong? Even a rabbit doesn't eat the grass around its own burrow."

"Pah! Disgusting, absolutely disgusting. How can such a disgusting person exist in this world?"

Tang San didn't even know who he was cursing.

Was it the other him, or the Live Broadcast Room in the sky?

Yu Xiaogang remained silent. He didn't even know if it was true or false; the Live Broadcast Room was too mysterious, and the possibility was high.

But Tang San was his disciple.

After thinking it over, Tang San was more important, so Yu Xiaogang could only speak up in his defense:

"I believe in Little San."

Tang San was moved; there was still someone willing to believe in him.

He turned to look at Ning Rongrong again, taking the initiative to explain:

"Rongrong, you know me. I am a person who would absolutely never rob anyone, and even if I were to rob someone, it would never be you."

This explanation sounded a bit weak and unconvincing.

Because the Live Broadcast Room in the sky began to play.

Tang San, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, crept quietly toward Ning Rongrong and then brought a club down on her.

He didn't use any soul skills, just to avoid being discovered.

After knocking Ning Rongrong unconscious with the club, Tang San took the money and left.

Everyone could clearly see that Tang San's movements were swift and practiced; this speed was definitely the work of an expert.

If a person hadn't robbed someone seven or eight times before, they wouldn't have that level of fluidity.