The True Creator Sure Was Generous!

While Fors repeatedly read through the "Magician" potion formula, Luo Lin put away the banknotes. He knew that after this transaction, his value had likely risen a few notches in Fors and Xio's eyes.

This would undoubtedly benefit their future communication and cooperation.

Just then, a waiter came forward with a small note. There was news regarding the spiritual materials Luo Lin had previously sought to purchase. The seller was willing to trade, but the price had to be discussed in person.

Luo Lin raised an eyebrow and, pinching the note between his fingers, glanced toward where Mr. A had been sitting. Mr. A had vanished at some point, so Luo Lin smiled, nodded, and followed the waiter to a small room.

The waiter opened the door and bowed with a gesture of invitation. Luo Lin stepped inside and, just as expected, saw the hooded Mr. A in the room.

Having long guessed this, Luo Lin casually walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Mr. A. Mr. A silently rose to his feet, then dropped to one knee before him. He was like a shadow, yet fervent and loyal.

"Do all of you in the Aurora Order like doing this?" Luo Lin studied Mr. A, who was kneeling before him, with interest. Compared to Hainess Fanenson, who had been nothing more than cannon fodder, Mr. A was undoubtedly far more useful. He was also a purer fanatic of the True Creator, one of those who often received the True Creator's revelations and stood relatively close to the True Creator.

"Respect is only proper before one blessed by the god." Mr. A kept his head lowered, but answered Luo Lin's question seriously.

"That makes sense." Luo Lin seemed to agree as he nodded, then asked, "So, can you tell me what revelation the god gave?"

Luo Lin truly was somewhat curious about how exactly the True Creator had introduced him to His fanatical followers.

Nor was he afraid that Mr. A would notice any inconsistencies. To fanatics, as long as their god did not speak, they were unlikely to lay a hand on one blessed by the god.

Mr. A indeed suspected nothing. With a fervent expression, he began recounting the True Creator's revelation.

Whether Mr. A was simply poor at expressing himself or the True Creator's wording had been problematic from the start, the entire revelation sounded extremely muddled. Luo Lin even had to spend some time before he understood what the True Creator meant. In summary, it was roughly: "The person before you is My Blessed. Go ask what he wants. Fulfill his needs if possible, then invite him to join the Aurora Order. If he refuses, let it go."

The True Creator sure was a generous boss!

Luo Lin grumbled inwardly. Looking at Mr. A, who wore a fervent expression but seemed somewhat dim underneath it, he considered for a moment before saying, "Forget about joining the Aurora Order. I quite like having a brain, and I don't plan on losing it anytime soon."

Mr. A looked somewhat regretful upon hearing that, yet he did not question why one blessed by the True Creator was not a member of the Aurora Order—after all, the Aurora Order was not the only organization that worshiped the True Creator, so it was perfectly reasonable.

"As for what I need..." Luo Lin paused, then smiled. "Help me gather intelligence on the Beyonders hiding in Backlund. In return..."

"In the near future, I will bring the Creator of old back into this era. Convey those words to the god exactly as they are. He will understand what I mean."

Though Mr. A instinctively felt that Luo Lin's manner of speaking did not seem much like that of one blessed by a god, as a fanatic, he naturally would not overstep his bounds and question such a person. He merely lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Blessed."

Luo Lin suddenly thought of something else. Looking at Mr. A with interest, he asked, "Little A, would you be interested in joining the Troublemaker's Club I created?"

This was not a whim Luo Lin had just come up with, but something he had planned for a long time—everyone knew that if one could not lead a team, one could only work oneself to death. Both the state of the world and Luo Lin's own abilities ensured that he could not remain a lone wolf, making the creation of his own organization necessary.

And the Troublemaker's Club was naturally the name of the organization Luo Lin had created. Although it currently had only one member, that was fine. Luo Lin believed that one day, the Troublemaker's Club would become renowned throughout the entire world.

Mr. A froze for a moment. Clearly, he had never encountered someone counter-poaching him after he invited them into the Aurora Order.

Had anyone else made this invitation, Mr. A would have immediately refused or even turned hostile. But Luo Lin was the one making the offer, bearing the label of one blessed by the god. His fervent faith left Mr. A wavering for a moment.

At that moment, Mr. A suddenly tilted his head, as though hearing something. The next second, he looked at Luo Lin and said without further hesitation, "It would be my honor, Your Blessed."

Clearly, the True Creator had been watching this place and promptly delivered a revelation.

Luo Lin was not particularly surprised. He knew Mr. A had probably been sent by the True Creator as a spy to gather intelligence, but Luo Lin did not care. He merely smiled and said, "Then welcome aboard, Little A. I'll notify you later about the club's other arrangements."

"Oh, right. I have some Rosell's Diary entries I want to sell. You probably wouldn't mind doing me this little favor?" Luo Lin asked with a smile.

By the time Luo Lin emerged from the small room carrying a suitcase full of spiritual materials and returned to the corner table, the gathering was nearing its end.

"You were gone for quite a while. We were almost worried something had happened to you." Seeing Luo Lin return, Xio breathed a sigh of relief and could not help muttering.

"There were quite a lot of spiritual materials involved in the deal, so bargaining took a little time. You know how it is—there's never enough money to spend, so every penny has to be handled with extra care." Luo Lin smiled. Since he was putting on an act, he naturally bought a batch of spiritual materials after discussing business with Mr. A—free ones, of course.

Luo Lin did not feel guilty about it. After all, when he went to see Medici later, he truly did plan to summon the Ancient Sun God as well, both to improve his standing with the hotpot evil spirit and to complete his transaction with the True Creator.

Compared to "bringing the Creator of old back into this era," the things Luo Lin had requested were mere trifles.

As for why Luo Lin was so certain the True Creator would be satisfied with this deal—did that even need asking?

Whether it was to investigate Luo Lin's abilities, simply to meet His past self, attempt to connect with His past self, or even try to change the predetermined tragedy, Luo Lin believed the True Creator would not refuse this deal—especially since Luo Lin was throwing in a certain hotpot evil spirit as a buy-one-get-one-free bonus.

I really am such a conscientious merchant... Luo Lin sighed inwardly, completely ignoring the fact that his actions were motivated by his love of watching chaos unfold.