Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 364 The Road to Wealth

Heavy rain started falling in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, the torrential rain did not stop with the arrival of daylight.

The desolate area seemed quite agitated by the rain that had disrupted its plans.

She not only gets annoyed herself, but she also annoys others.

Without a doubt, Miya Star is that other person.

The rain was so heavy that he could hardly sleep. He was not as tense as he was when he was with the Dark Clan. In addition, he had not slept well for several days. When he was woken up, his eyelids were heavy and his eyes could not see any light.

"Do you actually have $^*((%)?"

The content that followed gradually became distant from him.

"Uh-huh."

I don't know what she said again, but before I fell asleep again, my mouth reacted quickly with two sounds, and my consciousness gradually drifted away from reality with the sound of rain.

"hiss--"

The blanket was forcibly pulled to one side, and he rolled half a circle on the bed, his body shivering from the cold outside.

The eyes can be opened.

"What kind of servant are you? You go to bed earlier than me and get up later than me, yet you dare to disobey me, be perfunctory, and defy me?!"

As he regained some clarity, he realized he was desperately clutching at the corner of the blanket.

After careful observation, he realized that she wasn't angry, nor did she intend to pack him up and send him back to the Dark Clan overnight for disrespect, so he pulled up a few more blankets.

Huangwu stared at his unrestrained actions.

"I'm cold." And it's true, I'm cold.

It's not good to get sick here.

Under her incredulous gaze, Miya Xing weakly added, "It's my first time being a servant, I'm still not very skilled."

Showing weakness can be somewhat effective.

Maybe?

At least I wasn't forcibly dragged out of bed again.

She went out, and a moment later there was a knock on the door.

Miya Xing didn't even need to look up to know it wasn't her.

"what happened?"

She is the daughter of the innkeeper.

"That sir asked me to give this to you."

A bottle of witchcraft potion sold in the shop, used for healing.

Miya Xing felt that her body was not so weak that she would fall ill from a slight breeze.

But she still accepted the medicine.

Curious, she asked, "Where did she go?"

“I went out with my mom. They said they were going to a lecture or something.”

Miya Xing had a bad feeling.

This town wasn't much different from other towns, and he quickly found the place after asking for directions.

The venue was quiet, and the atmosphere was like that of preachers and believers.

In short, it's about... how to get rich.

Finding her wasn't difficult, but taking her away wasn't easy either.

Miya Xing sat down on the other side of her and asked in a low voice, "Perhaps you should know that this person is scamming money?"

Huangwu didn't even look at him: "I think what she said makes sense."

Miya Xing listened for a couple more times, but still couldn't make sense of it, so she asked, "For example?"

"For example, the Elf race is not a race that likes to lie."

Only then did he notice that the person on the stage also had a pair of elf ears.

The elf said sternly, "Of course, most of the above tutorials require a certain economic foundation."

This sentence often means that what follows is unnecessary.

"I traveled throughout the universe, and in a small village in a prosperous country on the northern half of the Centaur planet..."

Such long and vague place names, often due to the remoteness of the location and the inconvenience of information exchange, are mostly fabricated.

There's a local saying: if someone makes you angry, bite their wrist, and their good fortune will transfer to you.

The scammer said this while gesturing to the location: "Specifically, it's at the ulna."

The process sounded all too familiar; his brain couldn't continue analyzing what tricks the scammers would use to swindle money. Deep-seated memories surged uncontrollably, and he felt as if he had returned to that day, back to…

Mysterious Star?

"Don't judge people before you've even heard them. Don't be prejudiced and see everyone as a fraud."

The sound, coming from such close range, seemed exceptionally distant to him, intertwined with the elf's sermon and the images in his mind, making it difficult for him to hear clearly.

They can't even tell the difference.

Mysterious Star!

Memories leap before my eyes, overlapping with scenes and sounds around me.

Give me your hand.

"However, there is one important point: it must be the left hand, as it is said that the right hand brings a curse."

The other one.

"Why are you spacing out again? Who's the master here?!"

Not this one!

"What is a curse?" an unfamiliar voice asked. The lightning bolt ripped through the night sky, but it was slow, and a moment of clarity swept over him.

"Local residents say the curse is that you will never be separated for the rest of your lives."

"That does sound pretty bad."

The sudden sound drew the attention of everyone in the room. Huangwu straightened his posture and looked at Miya Xing.

"I..." Reality and illusion intertwined, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of his closest people, unable to discern where he was on the timeline.

"Feel sorry."

He rushed out.

The shop owner, who had come with Huangwu, asked her, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

It was raining heavily outside, and the young man didn't look like the type to use an umbrella in the rain.

She glanced in the direction he left for a moment, closed her eyes, and then opened them again shortly after: "It's okay, he went back."

The shop owner didn't understand how she knew.

However, most of the people coming and going here have some kind of shady abilities, and since the guest didn't seem inclined to say anything, she didn't ask any further questions.

After the lecture, they were warmly invited by the shop owner, and the two of them played until it was almost dark before leisurely returning home. By then, the rain had stopped.

"Your daughter is waiting for you at the door; she seems to have been waiting for a long time."

"How could that be?" The shopkeeper didn't believe it at all. "Sunny days hurt her skin, windy days make her hair look like a chicken coop, and heavy rain makes her skirt dirty with mud. How could she go out like that... Hey? That's strange!"

There really was someone standing at the door.

Just as the shopkeeper was about to jog over, the person at the door saw them, turned around, went into the inn, and closed the door behind them.

As I approached, I saw that the door was ajar, indicating that they didn't really intend to lock the late-returning shop owner and innocent customers out together.

As the temperature warmed up, the desolate woman slowly remembered that her butler, Mr. Carrington, was not by her side.

In other words, she still had servants' affairs to handle personally.

She casually piled the newly bought items on the table, and then, unusually, she remembered to check her balance.

And whenever she has such a rare moment...

"Ok."

I can still get a little bit out.

They clearly brought much more money than before.

Facing the table, which was now completely empty, Huangwu fell into deep thought.

Where did all the money go?

If something is too difficult to think about, I simply stop thinking about it.

Being penniless reminded her of her purpose here, and the Dark Emperor's mission...

Yes, I almost forgot, she also has a mission.

Things that are too hard to think about, I'll just stop thinking about for now +1.

After adding it several times, she decided to start with the urgent but unimportant things.

She got up and walked towards Miya Xing's room.