I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

On a long bench outside the square, Mr. Qian cracked sunflower seeds while turning his head to mutter something to Su Tianhao next to him.

"Chairman Su, we're worth hundreds of billions, are you just going to sit here and let the cold wind blow on you?"

The bag of sunflower seeds in his hand was distributed by the village; it had a five-spice flavor and tasted pretty good, but no matter how delicious it was, it couldn't mask the resentment in his heart.

The esteemed head of the financial sector in Nanjiang Province, who oversees a fund of over 30 billion yuan, is now sitting on a narrow wooden bench, his backside feeling uncomfortable.

Mr. Li, who was standing next to him, chimed in, "That's right. I just glanced at them, and those villagers sitting inside all had ruddy complexions and big red flowers pinned to their chests. They had a more imposing air than we did."

Su Tianhao rolled his eyes.

He tossed a handful of sunflower seed shells into the nearby trash can, patted the crumbs off his hands, and spoke with the calm composure of someone who's been through it all.

"Old Qian, you don't know anything!"

Su Tianhao pointed to the direction of the golden ancestral hall in front of him and lowered his voice.

"Being able to sit here and soak up the ethereal atmosphere of Jiangjia Village is enough for you to brag about for half your life when you go back to the provincial capital."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qian was about to retort when he saw the "you bunch of ordinary people" expression on Su Tianhao's face, and he began to have doubts.

He took two deep breaths, still somewhat doubtful.

The next second, Mr. Qian's eyes widened and he grabbed Su Tianhao's arm.

"Hey? Something's not right, Mr. Su!"

Mr. Qian's voice changed, and he pointed to his nose with an incredulous expression.

"My chronic rhinitis, which I've had for decades, was so congested when I sat here just now, but now it's clear!"

"Both nostrils are clear!"

Like a child who has just discovered a new continent, he opened his mouth and took several deep breaths, his expression changing from shock to ecstasy.

"My God! Is there something added to the air?"

On the benches, all the big shots who witnessed this scene began to imitate it, and for a moment, gasps of admiration filled the air.

On the high platform.

More than an hour has passed, and the list of core clan members has been completely entered.

Grandpa Jiang Wanshan placed the pure gold calligraphy brush into a white porcelain bowl filled with water and slowly rinsed the vermilion ink from the tip of the brush with the water.

His movements suddenly slowed down.

The smile on his face also faded.

Instead, there is a solemnity that runs deep.

The atmosphere in the entire square instantly quieted down as the old man's expression changed.

Everyone sensed it—something big was about to happen.

The old man's gaze swept across the entire room with lightning speed.

He slowly picked up the cleaned pure gold brush again and raised it above his head with both hands.

Then, he turned around and faced Jiang Chen beside him.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes in the audience, the old man bowed deeply to Jiang Chen.

This bow startled all the Jiang clan members in the audience, who all stood up from their seats.

"Sir, what are you doing!"

Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward, wanting to help the old man up.

The old man waved his hand, straightened up, and spoke in a loud, clear voice that echoed throughout the entire square.

"I, Jiang Wanshan, am not bowing to you today as your grandfather!"

"On behalf of our ancestors and the thousands of members of the Jiang family, I thank you!"

He stretched out his finger, pointing to the magnificent ancestral hall behind him, and then to the thriving fertile fields below the mountain.

"My Jiang family has achieved its current glory because we can provide enough food and clothing for everyone in the village, allowing them to live with dignity!"

"All of this is thanks to my grandson, Jiang Chen!"

"Without him, there would be no Jiangjia Village as we are today!"

The old man's voice trembled with excitement.

He raised the pure gold calligraphy brush in his hand and announced loudly to the entire audience.

"From today onwards, I, Jiang Wanshan, am old and can no longer work!"

"The Jiang clan's genealogy and the position of head of Jiangjia Village should be handed over to him!"

"He is the true pillar of our Jiang family! He is the patriarch of our new era!"

"I declare that the position of head of this family genealogy today belongs to him alone!"

After a brief silence.

"Whoosh—!"

Below the stage, thousands of Jiang clan members, along with tens of thousands of onlookers in the square, spontaneously stood up.

A deafening roar of cheers and applause, like a tidal wave, swept across the entire valley!

"Brother Chen is awesome!"

"The clan leader is mighty!"

"Chieftain! Chieftain! Chieftain!"

The shouts converged into a wave of sound that soared into the sky, and even the formation of helicopters in the air seemed to sway slightly in the sound.

Jiang Shitou was so excited that his face turned red, and he shouted louder than anyone else.

Hu Lahua clapped her hands until they were red, and her eyes glistened with tears of excitement.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Old Master Jiang Wanshan walked to the offering table but did not turn to the previous page.

He flipped directly to the very top of the entire family tree, to that single page.

That page is reserved for each generation of leaders.

He took a deep breath, his wrist steady, and with each stroke deliberate and solemn, he wrote two large, gilded characters on the rice paper.

Jiang Chen!

The moment the last stroke was made.

"boom!"

A thunderclap seemed to resound in Jiang Chen's mind!

The long-awaited system notification sound flooded the screen like a burst dam!

[Ding! Epic Quest Warning!]

[Host territory "Jiangjia Village" detected; clan cohesion has exceeded its limit!]

[Host's personal prestige has been detected, reaching the absolute level of worship where "one's word is law, and all hearts are with the people!"]

[The first stage of the epic quest chain: laying the foundation stone for the first ancestral hall in China, has been completed perfectly, exceeding expectations and standards!]

[Final settlement in progress...]

[Settlement complete! Distributing the ultimate critical hit reward!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have received a reward of one trillion in cash!]

[The reward has been transferred to the host's personal account via a top-level encrypted, absolutely secure offshore account!]

One trillion!

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

The satellite phone in his pocket started vibrating wildly, as if it had developed Parkinson's disease.

buzzing...

buzzing...

It shook for more than a dozen times before it stopped.

Amidst the deafening cheers of the crowd, Jiang Chen calmly took out his phone and turned on the screen.

An encrypted text message from a Swiss secret bank popped up.

【尊敬的江先生，您的尾号8888帐户于京城时间上午10点18分，入帐：1,000,000,000,000.00元。您当前的帐户余额为：1,000,000,000,000.00元。】

That long string of zeros, under the sunlight, was so dazzling it made one's eyes dizzy.

Jiang Chen's lips curled into a bright smile.

He calmly put his phone back in his pocket, thinking to himself.

"One trillion in cash in hand."

"Now, let's see who dares to cause trouble in my Jiangjia Village!"