Chapter 22 Human Race Traitor, Descending Sect!
Translator: 549690339
[It turned out that every member of the Descending Sect was a traitor to the Human Race.]
[They believed that the Human Race did not deserve to rule this planet and were ready to welcome the “great Foreign Race” to completely descend upon it.]
[In your heart, you wondered, wouldn’t the descent of those Foreign Races mean the death of all humans, including the Descending Sect?]
[But your status was too low to gain entry into the core circle of the Descending Sect.]
[You infiltrated the Descending Sect for a month and gradually understood that to raise your position within the sect, you had to display the corresponding strength and complete the tasks assigned by the organization.]
[Therefore, you accepted your first task, which was to investigate a certain Silver Level instance.]
[You performed exceptionally well and earned 5 contribution points within the sect.]
[You learned that contribution points could be exchanged for many precious items, like the incomplete Changchun Technique that Wang Qingxuan had obtained by spending 5,000 sect contribution points.]
[So, you tried to take on more tasks, hoping to earn more contribution points.]
[After a month of hard work, you had accumulated 100 contribution points, a rate that left you dissatisfied.]
[You realized it was because your strength was too low, which prevented you from taking on higher-level tasks and earning more contribution points.]
[You discovered another method of earning contribution points by donating precious items to the Elders of the sect, which could net a large amount of points.]
[With a determined heart, you contributed 100 pounds of Spirit Rice to an Elder.]
[The Elder passed on the Spirit Rice, and he praised you highly, awarding you 1,000 contribution points.]
[A few days later, another Elder from the sect sought you out, pressing you for the source of the Spirit Rice.]
[You claimed it was a chance find and that it was all gone.]
[The Elder didn’t believe you, tied you up, and locked you in a cellar to extract a confession through severe torture!]
[Your skin was lacerated, your flesh torn; you suffered many punishments...]
[Eventually, you were tortured to death at the age of 29.]
[Your talent “Unyielding” activated from your unwillingness to die...]
[You saw an old man enter the cellar, and the Elder seemed to respect him greatly.]
[It appeared they exchanged a few words, but you couldn’t hear a thing, and you made up your mind to learn lip-reading.]
[A day passed, and the “Unyielding” talent ceased to be effective...]
[Ding, this simulation has ended!]
[You may choose one of the following rewards: Mighty Man (Talent), Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection (Cultivation level), Bone Forging Realm Great Perfection (Cultivation level), Five Second Generation Spirit Chickens (pet), 3,000 pounds of Spirit Rice (item)]
Curious, Su Xing asked,
“Do you have a lot of money?”
Jin Congxue seemed a bit surprised by the question and said,
“Don’t you know about the Jin Merchant Guild? It was founded by my grandfather...”
Su Xing was taken aback. The Jin Merchant Guild?
That was one of the top-ranked merchant guilds in the entire Great Xia Country, with a history spanning hundreds of years and assets beyond measure.
Su Xing, back in the simulator, was also quite a famous and wealthy businessman with a net worth of several billion.
But compared to Jin Merchant Guild, he was far outclassed.
The scale of Jin Merchant Guild could not merely be counted in billions, as most of their clients were professionals and even elite professionals at that.
To them, Grandmaster and Heavenly King level clients were just regulars.
In the simulator, the professionals Su Xing sold equipment to were mostly of the lower silver and gold levels, not even in the same league.
Suddenly, Su Xing remembered that in one of the simulations, it seemed Jin Congxue had recommended a client to him, and in just a few short years, his net worth had soared to several billion.
If it was the resources of the Jin Merchant Guild, then it made perfect sense.
Jin Congxue’s voice rang in Su Xing’s ears,
“So, how much do you want to borrow?”
Gritting his teeth, Su Xing said,
“One billion, can you lend me that? I might not be able to pay it back soon... perhaps it will take a year and a half...”
Jin Congxue also froze for a moment when she heard the number—one billion was no small sum.
So, half-joking, Jin Congxue said,
“You’re not setting me up for a scam, are you? What do you need one billion for?”
After saying this, Jin Congxue chuckled and handed a bank card to Su Xing, saying,
“There’s one billion on this card, and the password is six eights.”
Su Xing did not take the bank card directly but instead took out fifty catties of Spirit Rice from his storage ring and handed them to Jin Congxue, saying,
“Consider this Spirit Rice the interest for your loan so you won’t feel like you’re lending it for nothing!”
Jin Congxue paused for a moment, blinking and asked,
“Are you sure you want to give me this Spirit Rice? Do you know how much it’s worth?”
“This fifty catties of Spirit Rice is worth at least fifty million Great Xia Coins!”