Chapter 184 (1/2)
Chapter 184: Never Forget The Bottom, When You Get To The Top
Sir System carried the four-headed snake monster back home with satisfaction.
It felt that since the black cat was weaker than the sky eagle, it was a waste letting it escape. It meant nothing now, however.
The Land of Heritage still had monsters waiting for him to harvest, so it was alright to miss one monster in the outside world…
The sky eagle said that he had obtained the seed of divine power and needed to find a place to cultivate in isolation, slowly figuring out how it should continue training the path of godhood. With that, they parted ways…
Sky eagle looked at him leaving with great speed and inevitably felt jealous. It was the best among all eagles, but its top speed was only 400km/h. It was fast enough to travel to the Land of Heritage, but in the outside world, it couldn’t even catch a human plane.
Sir System, however, still complained that its speed was still too slow. Sir System was like a human, with no limit to its greed…
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Fang Ning arrived at his farm villa and relaxed. He had been traveling everywhere with the System lately, and never had the chance to sit back and take in the breeze.
Without saying anything, he jumped onto his bed. He left Sir System to its own device and immediately went into the System Space, running into the internet cafe, and starting his game.
“System, help me make 100 vitality pills. Keep the bill in the record.”
System replied, “Get me some cheap herbs first.”
Fang Ning said, “Well, the harvest ceremony just finished. President Zhao should have more than enough stock. I’ll ask Zheng Dao to get someone to bring them over.”
Vigilante A and his real identity held one-third of the company’s shares combined, and was the majority shareholder, so he had the right to do so. As for how the bills will be cleared, he was too lazy to think about that. Butler Zheng would handle it with President Zhao; it would either be cut from the year-end bonus, or paid with cash. Anyway, he was not short of funds to begin with…
He calculated in secrecy. Sir System was full of cash, with more than $2,000,000,000 in the bank account under the Venerable Dragon God. This identity was approved by the Truth Department. It was a model citizen, and a VIP customer of the bank, but unfortunately, the System never allowed him to have a look at its bank accounts…
The System had no idea how to invest that money. The only thing it did was ask the bank to provide the most basic fixed deposit service. If he were to recommend himself to it about helping with money management, he would get looked down by the System…
The only bank account he could access was the Venerable White Dragon account, which only had $10,000,000 inside it.
However, the account opened with his “Fang Ning” identity was filled with money, with fixed interest paid towards this account every month. However, even that account also belonged to Sir System. It was normally used to buy important ingredients and move them to the System Space. This one would not affect his chivalrous virtue…
Fang Ning had three identities currently approved by the society. If he had more, he would be confused as to what money belonged to which identity…
Fang Ning corked his jealousy towards the rich and immediately started plotting how he would become just like them.
He logged into his QQ and talked with Zheng Dao. Fang Ning told him about his request, which Zheng Dao immediately worked out. He replied quickly and said that the items would arrive in two hours.
During his free time, Fang Ning calmed his heart and decided to go and look at the changes the System Space went through while he wasn’t around. If nothing cropped up, then this would be his permanent home…
However, as he thought about this he felt slightly put off. “Anyway, in what world would someone’s house be only big enough to hold a soul?
“Other than Heaven and Hell of course. These two places, according to legend, can only be entered after death…”
From that, for the System Space to be called the Draconic Penitentiary, or Hell, was quite apt.
After talking with Zheng Dao, Fang Ning exited the internet cafe and walked on the cobblestone pathway.
The door of the internet cafe was facing that wooden prison door. The more he looked at it, however, the weirder he felt… At least it was much easier to go and find Anderson and the others. They might even hear him from the other side if he yelled.
He walked towards the east, following the road. On the east side of the cafe was the System Preservation Area, occupied by a limestone warehouse.
Inside the warehouse were boxes labeled with various descriptions like “herbs”, “raw medicines”, “pills”, “food ingredients”, “cooked food”, “building materials”, “creation materials”, and many other labels.
This area was 70 meters long, 20 meters wide, and 15 meters tall, touching the edge of the top. The area was 1400m2 in size and 21000m3 in volume.
The whole preservation area was the second largest building in the System Space, just behind the Draconic Penitentiary, which occupied three-quarters of the available area.
Though, Fang Ning had a feeling that the current area would not be sufficient that as the need for the ingredients increases in the future. Sir System would need to spend more Experience Points to further expand it.
He thought about it, and realized that the storage area could be used for more purposes. The System had the potential to become a logistics tycoon in the future, but it was obvious it would have zero interest in it…
No matter how much money it earned, though, it would still be pointless if it were easily destroyed by someone else. In the current era that focused on vitality, power-level was the most important aspect to remain competitive…
Especially for someone like Sir System, whose main aim was to be a hero, all its skills and the main purpose of all training was to push its power-level to a higher limit.
After he finished looking at the storage area, Fang Ning turned around and walked towards the west. New buildings had been erected on the west side, but the space was still largely empty.
There was the basic lounge with green walls. Fang Ning only slept in it a couple of times. It was attached to the West side of the internet cafe. Sir System did mention that this building needed to be upgraded to be able to change its color.
To the west of the lounge was a blacksmith’s forge with a blazing fire within. A “Ding dang” sound was echoing from the shop, but strangely, no one was inside.
Fang Ning wasn’t afraid of it. He knew that this was one of the programs Sir System established to create equipment, but he had no idea what it was creating. Legendary armor, or legendary interspatial equipment?
“Why must he move the forge next to my lounge though. Is it trying to stop me from taking a nap? Guess I’ll sleep on the internet cafe floor then…”
He was speechless when he saw it, and continued west to a wood processing factory. There wasn’t anything going on in the factory. The mechanical puppet was created here. A lot of the building materials were sent here to be further processed, for example, the little wooden door on the prison wall.
Next to it was the alchemy lab. It was very quiet because Sir System had yet to start making pills. It would never waste any high-quality ingredients on improving its familiarity before those cheaper herbs arrive. It was more beneficial for consuming Experience Points than using those expensive ingredients.
After the lab was the library, filled with musical instruments, board games, books, as well as drawing equipment.
Fang Ning had no interest in using this building. He learned a bit about Go before and knew his ‘Tianyuan’ from his ‘Dianmu’ 1 He also understood the deep knowledge that came with the game. He wondered what tactic would Sir System come up with if it upgraded its skill to master-level.
However, for Sir System, it would never try to learn useless techniques.
There weren’t any buildings after that, and Fang Ning returned to the internet cafe. He read his novel while waiting for Zheng Dao.
System suddenly started talking, “What do you think after walking around?”
Fang Ning felt something was off. “It was very tidy. Very nice.”