Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1220 Making a fortune every day, persevering to the end (Part 2)

"Right of use? What do you mean? It can't be taken away? Do we have to come to Yixing County to play?"

"That's definitely worth it. Now that there's a waterway, it's so convenient to travel back and forth."

"Your home is on both sides of the Huai River, so it's convenient for you. My home isn't near the river, so it takes half an hour to get there and back."

"It's been half an hour. I didn't make you walk for ten days or half a month, did I?"

All sorts of noisy disputes continue.

The crowd eagerly participated, holding up pieces of silver, ready to enter the lottery at any moment.

They were not entirely sure of the total number of the mirages, but they were already captivated by this new "dream" and wished they could enter the Eternal Spring Pavilion and take its place.

Some old-fashioned people felt it was undignified to show their faces in public, even if it was someone else, but since the person in question was not the one in charge, and the matter was authorized by the Holy Emperor, they dared not speak up in person.

The response was overwhelming.

"Without further ado, before all tourists sign up to form teams, there will be a practice match. Since Benboerba is unfamiliar with this, let's invite the head instructor of Huaiyin Martial Arts School, Instructor Xu Zishuai, to be our commentator!"

With a flick of its tail, Benboerba disappeared into the blue waves, vanishing without a trace. Xu Zishuai took its place, appearing in the upper left corner of the screen.

"Instructor Xu."

"Why didn't Instructor Xu tell us this? Can he really be a commentator?"

On the bluestone street, the martial arts disciples maintaining order were excited and cheered.

It is an honor to have someone you know entrusted with an important task.

The passersby immediately realized Xu Zishuai's identity.

The Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy is one of the four major martial arts academies supported by the imperial court. It also produced a Prince of Huai and was the first martial arts academy to produce a martial arts saint. The position of the chief instructor should not be underestimated.

It is definitely a good thing to be able to learn martial arts at Huaiyin Martial Arts School for beginners; this has almost become a consensus among everyone.

Experienced people know that you should never offend a schoolteacher.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?" Xu Zishuai called out a couple of times, then saw the signal coming from Pingyang Mountain. "Great! I see tourists waving and greeting us from Pingyang Mountain. They're very enthusiastic. Everyone should be able to hear me. In that case, I'll take Benboerba's place and introduce the main ways to play in the Battle for Supremacy."

As you can see from the screen, our martial arts disciples are selecting their respective heroes. Before that, there is an essential step: each side must first seal five heroes that they are not good at dealing with, or the opponent's signature heroes, to increase the unpredictability of the competition. The sealed heroes cannot be selected by either side.

The red team goes first, using a red-blue cross seal. The red team has chosen… oh dear, it's Huai Wang, my junior brother! He's been sealed by the red team! In this exhibition match, Huai Wang can't play. It seems Huai Wang is a formidable enemy in the eyes of the red team!

"It can still be sealed?"

"interesting."

"No, we want to see the Prince of Huai!"

"Forget it, it feels unfair that Prince Huai got in..."

"Haha, very good, very energetic. I can feel everyone's fiery enthusiasm, even more so than the blazing sun in the sky. But don't worry, there are bans only in official competitions, not in entertainment competitions. You can manipulate whoever you want."

Thanks to His Majesty's boundless grace and favor, our Prince of Huai has been granted thirteen fiefdoms with various ports, and there are all kinds of competitions to be held continuously. Prince of Huai will definitely have the opportunity to participate. Thinking of this, I can't help but shout "Long live the Emperor!" for giving us the opportunity to witness the performance of all the heroes!

Wait, next up is the Blue Team's seal selection. They chose Zhang Longxiang, so they seem to be under a lot of pressure too..."

Tourists followed suit, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

On the red screen, one hero after another dimmed, unable to appear. Apart from a few who felt that this matter was frivolous and indecent, most of the stewards who came to Yixing to visit as their respective martial saints felt regret.

This dream of "contending for supremacy" is indeed intriguing.

Most importantly, if it can be rolled out across the board in the future, the homeowner will definitely have a substantial income!
Looking at the tourists' reactions, is it true that the stronger the "hero," the easier it is for the contestants to select him, the higher his win rate, and the more dividends his owner receives?

"Alright, now the red and blue teams have sealed a total of ten heroes, including Prince Huai, Zhang Longxiang, Prince Su, and Wangu King... Next, it's time for the official hero selection... Wait, bang! The players are all so quick. Are you all really this decisive?"
Let me introduce you. On the top left of the red team is Xiong Yiheng, an outstanding disciple of our Huaiyin Martial Arts School. At the age of sixteen, while others were still practicing stances and sweating, he, as a disciple of the Martial Arts School, had already made significant contributions on the front lines against the Ghost Mother Sect and was even allowed to travel to the capital to meet the Holy Emperor.

"Wow..."

On-site education began downstairs at Yingchun Building.

The thought that even such outstanding martial arts disciples were playing this game made the parents, who were initially reluctant to spend money, soften their stance.

"The blue team's top right is Du Hanwen, also an outstanding disciple of the Martial Hall. At a young age, he fought against the Ghost Mother and killed countless enemies. Most importantly, he once had an epiphany with the Prince of Huai in the Martial Hall, so they have quite a connection... Oh, they each chose two Po Jun!"
For those new to the game, you might not know what "Po Jun" means, so let me explain. As a 5v5 cooperative game, "Conquest of the World" emphasizes cooperation and therefore team composition. By leveraging the unique characteristics of different heroes, you can integrate your team effectively.

The Po Jun class typically possesses strong offensive and defensive capabilities, acting as the vanguard in battle, absorbing damage and protecting teammates! As for the Bu Dong Shan class… it has its own advantages at different times, against different opponents, and against different classes; whether a battle is successful depends heavily on the seamless teamwork of the teammates!

Xu Zishuai spoke passionately on the top floor, reciting hundreds of words without pausing or taking a breath, his intense emotions infecting everyone around him.

So that's what a profession is all about?

"I want to play the Po Jun!"

"Why is the dragon called Jueying?"

With Xu Zishuai explaining all the details and actions, it became much easier for ordinary people to understand. A growing interest began to grow in my heart.

Everyone stood on the street, their eyes fixed on the Wan Gu Ying Chun Tower, eager to see the chaotic battle and fantasizing about being up there and controlling the characters.

All heroes have been chosen, and Long Lingxiao is now in black.

"Speaking of five against five, can they all fit on one screen?"

“Yeah, before, with one-on-one, it felt like we hit the ‘boundary’ after walking a short distance. With ten people, wouldn’t they all be crammed together? How could we even tell who was who?”

There wasn't much time left for everyone to be confused.

The dragon spirit silk shone brightly again.

"what?"

What you see is not a two-dimensional view, but a three-dimensional, slanted, overhead view. The five heroes previously selected by the Red Team Martial Arts Hall disciples are all located in one corner.

Correspondingly, the five players on the blue team also huddled in a corner, looking at each other from their respective directions.

Two opposite corners of a square map!

"Ta-da! You didn't expect this, did you? The battle for supremacy isn't just a chaotic free-for-all! Do you all see where the heroes are? This is the base camp called the Fountain of Life! All heroes who come here can quickly recover their health and be healed from serious injuries. Of course, you can't go to the enemy's Fountain of Life; that's a pool of poison!"

The otter vigorously pedaled the waterwheel, creating a sound that complemented the roar of the waterfall.

Everyone was surprised and puzzled, wondering where this "voice-over" came from.

In the scene, heroes, whether human or non-human, stand in a circle and enter a "dream." Without the slightest hesitation, the martial arts disciples head straight for the shops on one side of the spring.

"Wait, the one in the shop..."

"Looks familiar."

The heroes faced the shop, took out their gold ingots, and saw a huge, azure octopus behind the counter, waving its tentacles to exchange various weapons for the heroes.

The same is true on the opposite side, except it's a pink octopus.

"Yes, you didn't see wrong!" Xu Zishuai's voice rang out again, "I believe that tourists who have shopped in Jiangchuan County will recognize that the fish in the blue shop is our famous Northern Water King, Umibozu! And the red one is Umibozu's sister, Haiyun!"

Tourists craned their necks.

The surface of the great marshes of the Yangtze and Huai rivers shimmered with light.

The octopus caravan led by Umibozu is collecting the giant frogs' treasures and exchanging them for silver. Seeing that the "advertisement" is working, they wave their tentacles together with Umiyo to greet the tourists.

The demon king greeted them, and everyone was flattered.

"Haha, did everyone see that? Lord Umibozu and Lord Umiyun are as kind and gentle as ever. Former sea merchants, now river merchants, no matter how their identities change, without a doubt, Lord Umibozu represents the rare treasures of the water that cannot be found on land. They are of high quality and low price, have everything, and operate with integrity. Since you have come all to Yixing County, please don't forget to buy some local specialties to take back to your relatives and friends before you leave."

"And me!" Benboerba squeezed out from the corner of the screen, "This big fish is the mascot of Yixing, everyone must remember to buy one! There are medium, large and extra-large sizes available. Place it in your home and I wish everyone happiness, good health and all the best!"

The child looked at his parents.

The parents sighed and rubbed their foreheads.

On the top floor, Xu Zishuai saw that there was still time and glanced at the cue cards: "Benboerba, don't suddenly run out. I told you to leave it to me. You're too fat, you'll crowd me if you come out."

Fat Catfish sat to the side, having memorized his lines perfectly, so he didn't need any cue cards: "It's not my fault I'm fat, it's just that the food in Yixing is so delicious, especially the Volcano Restaurant on Pingyang Mountain. The fish and mutton soup hot pot there is delicious and nutritious, suitable for all ages. After playing, take a bath, order one, and the whole family can eat together. It's so pleasant..."

"Speaking of food, French fries and potato chips are also unique snacks in Yixing. Thanks to His Majesty the Holy Emperor's great talent and strategy, we were able to enter the Western Regions, introduce potatoes, and promote their cultivation on a large scale, enriching the people's dining tables..."

"No, this explanation has gone off-topic, hasn't it?" Fang Yanling said speechlessly.

He would frequently praise Yixing's local specialties, and occasionally interject with a "Long live the Holy Emperor"... He Hanyu shook his head: "Being able to make good use of every opportunity proves that the Prince of Huai's success is by no means accidental!"

“That’s right!” Wen Shiyun nodded repeatedly.

Insert two advertisements.

Seeing that the heroes had put on their equipment, Xu Zishuai cut down the advertisement below and brought the topic back: "As you can see, when you descend into the spring, each hero has five hundred taels of initial funds. At this time, you can first buy powerful weapons from Lord Haifangzhu to enhance your various attributes and increase the power of your martial arts!"

The Umibozu on the screen perfectly presented the list for everyone to see.

It consists of six parts in total.

Ordinary weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, immortal artifacts, elixirs, and unorthodox methods.

"Different quantities and types of ordinary weapons can be combined to form special spirit weapons. Spirit weapons have special effects. Different spirit weapons can be combined to form special mystic weapons. Each mystic weapon greatly enhances a hero. Among them, there are even unique immortal artifacts. Each hero can only purchase one immortal artifact and five mystic weapons..."

The descriptions of mystical weapons and immortal artifacts are varied and complex, ranging from several lines to seven or eight lines, making readers dizzy and overwhelmed.

Only ordinary tools are simple and clear.

"We can see that Du Hanwen spent 350 taels to buy a hundred-refined sword and went out! On the other hand, Xiong Yiheng bought a hundred-refined shield. One is for offense and the other for defense. It's a true clash of titans."

In the Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy, they are fellow students who compete with each other; in their dreams, they are also formidable rivals who are unwilling to be outdone!
There's a saying that goes, "If you only study and don't play, even a smart child will become dull." These two, while diligently studying, also made time to relax in Yixing, achieving a great balance between work and rest.

The children nodded repeatedly.

"Huh? Why are there three forks in the road ahead? The five heroes have split into three groups. And behind them, there are also soldiers who have split into three groups as well."

The red team has three players in the middle, with one player on each side. The blue team has two players in the middle, two on the bottom, and one on top. Hmm, why are there crossbows on the road? Are they some kind of defensive equipment?" Xu Zishuai kept using rhetorical questions to pique the tourists' interest.

"Hey, why split our forces into three groups? We should concentrate our forces and launch a fierce attack on one point."

"Wandering around aimlessly, how can one fight two?"

"This little dream actually contains hidden military strategy? The surroundings are shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see the enemy's arrangements?"

"Our great power is in a great position. The two regions of Southern Xinjiang and Northern Ting are like these three forks in the road. If we unite, we can certainly resist, but if we are divided, we will be hard to defeat," the old strategist pointed out.

"Oh, the old gentleman actually has this insight?"

"Wait, it seems we've reached the opposite corner. What a wide river! Wait, is that the Huai River?"

"Oh, it's a balsam fish!"

Big Fatty, with his sharp eyes, spotted the colorful treasure fish swimming in the river at a glance.

The novelty of this fight, so different from the previous two-dimensional combat, flooded my mind all at once. I watched with ravenous fascination. Even if I didn't understand it, just watching the two sides fight was extremely interesting.

In fact, a few days ago, the martial arts disciples had explored and developed their own "dreaming" techniques, but Liang Qu demanded that they forget all of that and just play around as they pleased during this exhibition match.

Weapons? Buying them recklessly!
Route? Just wandering around!
No matter the configuration or the team composition, none of that matters. All five players can choose the Po Jun or the Bu Dong Shan. Just go for whatever looks cool and is fun.

In the first round, the higher the level of competition and the more techniques are hidden, the more difficult it is to promote, and ultimately it will slowly die.

Apart from Xiong Yiheng, Du Hanwen, and Jin Xiaoyu leading the way, the remaining seven people in the exhibition match were all selected by drawing lots. In fact, Liang Qu does not plan to hold formal competitions in the future; instead, he will draw lots to determine the scope of the competitions.

The more varied the levels of expertise, the better; explanations should not be based on correctness or error, but rather on "abstraction."

Otherwise, like the practice of refining Gu, the competitive level might improve, but once the Mirage Clan truly expands, the learning threshold will be too high, and newcomers will find it utterly uninteresting.

Changes in light and shadow.

Close combat ensues on the Dragon Spirit Silk, with soldiers dying and funds increasing. Heroes die and are resurrected, increasing funds. Monsters along the way die, further increasing funds. They go to find the Sea Monk, and their equipment is constantly upgraded.

When the first mysterious weapon appeared, everyone cheered.

Tourists, like sponges, quickly absorbed and understood the information, eager to try it out for themselves.

"The exhibition match is about to end, get ready for the draw! Be careful to disperse the crowd." Liang Qu moved downstairs.

"understand!"

The exhibition match ended, the base camp collapsed, and the red team won.

Still not satisfied, everyone flocked into the Wan Gu Ying Chun Tower, throwing silver coins at the crowd.

"Don't push, don't push! There are ticket draw locations in Jiangchuan County, Wutang, and Pingyang Mountain. One tael of silver per ticket, one tael of silver per ticket. Each person can have a maximum of one hundred tickets, totaling one million tickets. There are one thousand slots available. Draw until they're all gone, until they're all gone!"

The odds of winning are only one in a thousand, which does not dampen people's enthusiasm in the slightest.

A frenzied rush.

Wen Shiyun and her friends gathered around the lottery booth, handed over large gold ingots, and received a thick stack of tickets.

"Can you arrange a thousand spots?" Xu Zishuai asked quietly.

"Yes!" Liang Qu affirmed. "It can be arranged."

When the little mirage dragon evolved for the first time, the little spirit was at the fourth level. It could breathe fire eight times a day to help him cultivate. It recovered half of its strength on the second day and fully recovered on the third day.

The Mirage Shell has undergone three evolutions, reaching the peak of the Galloping Horse form, making it two levels stronger than the Little Mirage Dragon, and it can easily perform fifteen times a day.

The biggest difference is that death in a "sweet dream" is different from death used for cultivation. Cultivation is real, and death is real too. In a "sweet dream," there is no fear of death, and one will not easily wake up. Once you enter a dream, you can play more than a dozen games without any problem.

Therefore, fifteen dream-spitting sessions are enough for the mirage to operate for an entire day without exhausting its energy.

Liangqu also set up thirteen competition venues, with one venue at each port.

Once the funds are in hand, we will ask the imperial court to purchase large quantities of cockscomb fruit, repeatedly invest more water essence, cultivate more clams, and accommodate more people.

"The remaining twelve ports are not as good as Yixing. There are not many fun places, but the River God Festival is held every three days and continues to be held. It is like a funnel, and the number of tourists decreases as it goes on."

I must set up a starting point that runs throughout the entire process. The struggle for supremacy is this starting point. The competition in Yixing County is not enough. We will change venues in three days and go to the next port. The flow of people will follow.

We must do our utmost to bring as many tourists as possible from Yixing County to the back of the village, so they can experience it once. The more people there are, the more money will flow in, and the smoother the flow of goods will be.

"Brilliant!" Xu Zishuai gave a thumbs up. "Absolutely brilliant!"

The area below Yingchun Tower was in an uproar.

"Quickly, quickly, announce the lottery results!"

"Hooray, I won! I won!"

"Help! Robbery! Robbery!"

"Don't run!"

The martial arts disciples sprang into action upon hearing the news.

With a thought, Liang Qu unleashed a beam of dark gold light from his ear, pinning the fleeing man to the ground with lightning speed.

The mysterious weapon has arrived.

The crowd scattered in disarray.

The martial arts disciples stepped forward and held him down, causing Fubo to retract.

The "thief," whose collar had been pierced, protested loudly, "He's rebelling! He stole my ticket! It's mine!"

"You're talking nonsense. If it's yours, why are you running away?"

"Whose is it? Come with me to the Judicial Office and we'll discuss it!"

"Alright, alright, ignore everyone else. They're all lowlifes. Ladies and gentlemen, winners, come here and form teams. If you know someone, let us know in advance so we can team up together. We'll start at 3 PM."

There are always bad apples in a big group, and minor incidents of robbery and theft are never uncommon.

evening.

The vast marshland was sprinkled with scattered gold fragments.

Dusk blurs the light and creates an ambiguous atmosphere, making young men and women act bolder.

The Dragon Spirit Silk screen was projecting a competition among passersby, with all sorts of moves and strategies, accompanied by Xu Zishuai's deliberate commentary, making it both hilarious and absurd.

The hedgehog ordered his men to bring over a large box: "Your Majesty, by the end of Shen Shi (3-5 PM), 567,500 tickets have been sold, and 569,463 taels of silver have been collected."

(End of this chapter)