I Like Doing Good Deeds Without Leaving My Name

"Make good use of it, Gu Xin. Once you create some powerful cards in the future, your big brother will have to rely on you too."

Huang Xiaoming handed the spatial scroll containing the wyvern's corpse to Gu Xin with a smile.

Previously, he had merely thought Gu Xin was a decent person and that they got along well. But after seeing that demon last night...

Huang Xiaoming truly felt that Gu Xin had potential.

"Oh? Brother, didn't you used to say that, as a swordsman, strong swordsmanship was the foundation, and external aids like magic cards would only make one's sword heart unstable?"

Gu Xin teased Huang Xiaoming.

"Cheeky." Huang Xiaoming coughed twice, his tone extremely solemn.

"My sword heart is clear and unwavering. How could it be shaken by a few practical tools? Gu Xin, you're being too attached."

Huang Xiaoming felt there was nothing wrong with what he had said.

"Yes, yes, yes." Gu Xin laughed without saying anything further.

"I'll talk to my superiors now. If we can truly nip this in the bud, that would be wonderful."

Huang Xiaoming got up and picked up his phone, preparing to contact his superior.

Of course, he would be contacting his superior in Shen City. Although he was an official, he did not have any connections in Yin City.

Still, they were both officials of the Great Xia Empire. They could not be careless with such a major matter, so it did not make much difference.

Gu Xin took the sunflower seeds and started cracking them himself, pondering what card he should refine from the wyvern's corpse.

"A draconic wyvern... I wonder if I can refine a pure-blooded dragon from it... Probably not."

Gu Xin considered it inwardly. Besides, a third-tier wyvern was actually somewhat challenging for him.

After all, he had botched the previous third-tier [Eye of Darkness] item.

And this time, it was the corpse of an entire third-tier wyvern. The difficulty would definitely be even greater. Should he set it aside for now?

"Among my materials, I don't seem to have anything particularly suited to a wyvern. I can't exactly use [Holy Griffin Feather], can I? A light-element wyvern... Uh, maybe that actually could work."

Gu Xin froze. It seemed he really did have something fairly suitable.

Besides the Holy Griffin Feather, he had no other good materials anyway. After refining cards so many times, his collection was practically depleted again.

"I'll go stock up at Old Chen's later. I haven't been there in days. I wonder if he's gotten any more strange and unusual good stuff."

Gu Xin muttered. Old Chen's general store occasionally truly did bring him pleasant surprises.

For example, the [Eye of Darkness], [Holy Griffin Feather], [Soul-Devouring Insect], and so on.

No problem. He would go take a look at the shop later.

Just as Gu Xin's thoughts wandered, Huang Xiaoming came out of the room.

"Did you submit the report?"

"Yeah, I notified my superior. He said he'd contact the higher-ups here in Yin City. We don't need to worry about what happens next."

Huang Xiaoming took a sip of water. What followed would be a contest among the big shots, and it had nothing to do with a mere third-tier great swordsman like him.

But if the outcome was good, he would certainly benefit greatly.

"I said that I caught that demi-human and forced this intelligence out of him, so don't worry, Gu Xin. This won't lead back to you."

Huang Xiaoming added.

"Brother, you're truly righteous!"

Gu Xin gave Huang Xiaoming a thumbs-up upon hearing that. He did not think Huang Xiaoming was trying to claim all the credit for himself.

After all, Gu Xin had passed the information to Huang Xiaoming in the first place so that Huang Xiaoming could receive the credit.

And now that Huang Xiaoming had taken everything upon himself, he was also shouldering all the risks.

That included the fifth-tier demigod mage behind Simba. Although that fifth-tier mage might not care about such a minor pawn, what if he did?

An ordinary person truly could not make a move like Huang Xiaoming's.

After having a meal at Auntie Huang's place, Gu Xin said goodbye and left.

He had already done everything he could. Even if he wanted to help with what came next, he lacked the ability. Rather than worry about that, he might as well think about how to refine that third-tier wyvern.

Outside Uncle Chen's General Store.

"Senior Little Orange, sweeping again?"

Gu Xin spotted Shen Qingcheng holding a broom at once. This loli senior was still as adorably cute as ever.

Because the broom was too large, the whole scene gave off the comical impression of a tiny horse pulling a huge cart.

"Those kids had another water fight here." Shen Qingcheng sounded rather helpless. "Also, Gu Xin, you can call me by my full name or Qingcheng. The way you address me is really..."

"You should have a proper talk with them." Gu Xin pretended not to hear the complaint that followed.

"This is one of their few forms of entertainment. Gu Xin, you know they're all children from the orphanage."

"Senior Little Orange is just too kind-hearted. They're all old enough already, yet they still play with water guns in the street every day. What kind of behavior is that? How about this."

Gu Xin thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

"?" Shen Qingcheng tilted her head.

"I've always preferred children who strive to improve and study hard. Education has to start young."

Gu Xin spoke with righteous conviction, his voice booming.

"I'll pay for it myself. Little Orange, go buy them a few boxes of study materials—especially math. That's absolutely essential. Make them spend more time on it every day, so they can grow up to become pillars of society and serve the Empire."

"All they do every day is play. How are they supposed to become something in the future? How will they repay the orphanage that raised them?"

Gu Xin wore an expression of bitter disappointment.

"Th-this..." Little Orange was tempted. "That does seem to make sense."

"But they're only eight, Gu Xin. At that age..."

"Eight isn't that young anymore. Rather than waste their time playing with water guns, they'd be better off reading more books."

Gu Xin cut her off without hesitation.

"We're doing this for their own good, Little Orange. For personal reasons, I deeply understand the hardships and difficulties that disadvantaged groups face in society. That's why I hope even more that they can start working hard and striving to improve from a young age."

"Gu Xin..."

Shen Qingcheng looked at Gu Xin with deep emotion. She understood what he meant.

Just like the children at the orphanage, Gu Xin was now alone too, without father or mother.

That was right. That was why Gu Xin truly understood that someone like him, who had lost his parents, could only rely on himself and work hard.

He was genuinely thinking of those children!

Gu Xin was truly too great!

"I understand. I'll speak with Auntie Yang from the orphanage, then send the study materials over."

Little Orange's cute, fair little face was full of seriousness. She felt that Gu Xin was absolutely right.

Rather than fool around every day, they should study hard and repay the orphanage—and the Empire—in the future!

They were already orphans who had lost their parents. If we didn't love them, who would?

They couldn't be allowed to keep "degenerating" like this!

"I knew it—Little Orange really is such a kind-hearted person!" Gu Xin gave Shen Qingcheng a thumbs-up.

"But, Little Orange, if you suggest this, those children might end up hating you. They're still only kids, after all."

"It's fine. I'm doing it for their own good. They'll understand someday."

Little Orange shook her head, her tone exceptionally gentle.

"As expected of Little Orange. Consider this money my support for those children. I hope they'll grow up strong and study hard in the future."

Gu Xin decisively pulled out his wallet and handed Shen Qingcheng a stack of cash. This was a good deed, so he was not stingy.

With Shen Qingcheng's personality, she would never pocket such a small amount of his money anyway.

"Oh, right, Little Orange. I like doing good deeds without leaving my name behind, so I hope you won't mention me."