102: Chapter 102 Advertising Fees and the Great Fool

Boom!

The morning silence was shattered by a deafening roar that was enough to burst eardrums.

A thick purple thunder pillar, like a furious dragon emerging from the sea, shot up without warning from the guest room of Villa A.

The violent power of thunder stirred the spiritual energy clouds above the entire Tianjiao Camp, forming a massive vortex with dancing electric snakes—a terrifying sight.

Students who were asleep or doing morning exercises were startled awake by this terrifying pressure and rushed out of their dorms, looking at the mountaintop in horror.

"Is that... Tang Si?"

"What terrifying thunder power! Is someone undergoing a tribulation?"

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a long whistle pierced through the thunderclouds and echoed across the fields.

"Hahaha! I did it! I've succeeded!"

Tang Si's figure, wrapped in materialized thunder, crashed through the roof and hovered in mid-air.

His aura was no longer that of a shaky Half-step Grandmaster, but was now unified, creating a mysterious resonance with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Grandmaster Realm!

Although he had only just entered the Grandmaster Realm, this momentum was already enough to crush ninety-nine percent of the students in the camp.

"Tang Si... broke through?"

"He was a Half-step Grandmaster yesterday, and he broke through today? How is that possible!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly remembered the hundred-million-yuan blind box from yesterday.

"The enlightenment fruit! It must be that S-rank enlightenment fruit!"

In an instant.

The geniuses who were previously skeptical or hesitant about Lin Fan's blind boxes had a change in their gaze.

Doubt vanished, replaced by a prairie fire of fanaticism and greed.

Seeing is believing.

Nothing is more convincing than a living case of a Grandmaster breakthrough.

Tang Si hovered in the air, feeling the surging power within him, full of high spirits.

He looked down at the envious and jealous eyes below, his vanity greatly satisfied.

This was right.

This was the treatment a Young Master of the Tang Family should have.

Just as Tang Si was preparing to give an "acceptance speech" and show off.

"So noisy!"

A lazy voice rang out at an inopportune moment.

Lin Fan, wearing SpongeBob pajamas and flip-flops, walked out of the villa's master bedroom with a yawn.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked up at Tang Si in mid-air with a look of annoyance.

"What are you screaming about so early in the morning? Do you have no civic-mindedness?"

"Also, you broke my roof. Pay up."

The whole place fell silent.

To dare speak to a newly ascended Grandmaster like this, it could probably only be this man.

The smile on Tang Si's face froze.

He slowly descended, retracted the thunder around him, and coughed awkwardly twice.

"Uh... Brother Fan, I was just excited and lost control for a moment."

Although he had broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, he still felt a bit uneasy facing Lin Fan.

After all, the shadow of yesterday's punch was still there.

Moreover, his breakthrough was entirely thanks to Lin Fan's fruit; it would be ungrateful to turn hostile now.

"Excited my ass."

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him, then changed his tone, his face showing the signature smile of a Shrewd Merchant.

"However, seeing as you've done such a big advertisement for the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, I'll forget about the roof money."

"Advertisement?" Tang Si was stunned for a moment.

"Nonsense."

Lin Fan pointed at the surrounding students whose eyes were almost popping out.

"Look at these people; they're now itching to sell even their underwear to open a blind box."

"This is all thanks to you, Spokesperson Tang."

Tang Si looked around and found it was exactly as Lin Fan said.

Those originally proud geniuses were now looking at Lin Fan like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing a piece of fat meat.

"Then... do I get a commission?" Tang Si asked subconsciously.

"No commission, but you get the right to be the first to experience a new product."

Like a magic trick, Lin Fan pulled a golden box out of his pajama pocket.

"Just broke through to the Grandmaster Realm, so your realm is unstable, right? Do you feel the spiritual energy in your body is restless and hard to control?"

Tang Si nodded.

This was common knowledge; after a breakthrough, one needed to go into seclusion for at least half a month to stabilize the realm.

"That's right."

Lin Fan stuffed the box into Tang Si's arms.

"A new product from Myriad Treasures Pavilion, the [Grandmaster Stabilization Package]."

"It includes High-grade Spirit-Concentrating Incense, Spiritual Power Compression Liquid, and a Meridian Maintenance Guide specifically for lightning-type Grandmasters."

"Original price is 300 million. Since we're acquaintances and you're the spokesperson, I'll give you a massive 'bone-breaking' discount."

Lin Fan held up two fingers.

"200 million."

"This is for your own good. If your realm drops, it'll be a huge loss."

Tang Si looked at the box in his arms, his mouth twitching wildly.

"200 million?"

"Why don't you just rob me!"

But could he refuse?

Everyone in the camp was watching.

If he refused, not only would he look like a 'Capital's Young Master' with no money, but it would also make people think there was something wrong with the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's goods.

Besides, he really did need to stabilize his realm.

Although this fellow Lin Fan was a shark, his stuff was truly effective.

"Fine! I'll buy it!"

Tang Si gritted his teeth and transferred another batch of resources from his Spatial Ring to Lin Fan.

Those were the backup resources his family had prepared for him, and now they were all in Lin Fan's pocket.

"Generous!"

Lin Fan took the resources, grinning from ear to ear.

"Congratulations, Young Master Tang, on obtaining the title of Myriad Treasures Pavilion's Chief VIP!"

"From now on, you're our store's living billboard, the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's number one suck... oh no, number one customer!"

A burst of low laughter came from the crowd.

Everyone understood that the unfinished word was 'Big Sucker.'

Tang Si's face darkened, and he turned to leave with the box.

He couldn't stay here any longer.

If he stayed, even his underwear would be swindled away.

Just then.

A surge of iron-blooded killing intent suddenly descended.

Lei Zhan, wearing a black combat suit, appeared at the edge of the square at some unknown time.

His single eye scanned the scene, and the noisy crowd instantly fell silent, each standing straight, not daring to breathe.

Private trading and disrupting camp order used to be serious offenses.

Everyone thought Instructor Lei was there to hold them accountable.

Some even looked at Lin Fan with schadenfreude, waiting to see him get in trouble.

However.

Lei Zhan just took a deep look at Lin Fan and the mountain of resources piled up in the villa behind him.

"Starting today, the Tianjiao Camp's point system will be linked with the Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

Lei Zhan's voice was cold and hard, but it was like a heavy bomb exploding in the crowd.

"Students can use points to spend at Myriad Treasures Pavilion at a conversion ratio of 1:10,000."

"Additionally, private fighting is prohibited in the camp, but commercial competition is allowed."

After speaking, Lei Zhan turned and left without hesitation.

The whole place was in an uproar.

How was this a punishment?

This was clearly an official endorsement!

This meant that Lin Fan's business had become a 'legal industry' within the Tianjiao Camp!

Even the authorities tacitly approved of his crazy resource-plundering behavior!

Lin Fan looked at Lei Zhan's departing back, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The old fox.

He wants to use my blind boxes to stimulate the wolfish nature of these students.

In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Did you all hear that?"

Lin Fan jumped onto a large rock, holding his signature megaphone.

"Officially certified, honest prices for all!"

"No money? No resources? No problem!"

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion is now launching a [High-Price Buyback] business!"

"Whether it's beast corpses, rare ores, or the junk cultivation techniques and pills you brought from home, as long as it has value, I'll take it all!"

"Trade your trash for blind boxes, use blind boxes to gamble for your future!"

"Want to become a Grandmaster on the spot like Young Master Tang? Want to blow away your love rival with one punch?"

"Then go kill beasts! Go take missions! Go grab resources!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion!"

Boom!

These words completely ignited everyone's emotions.

The originally dull and dangerous hunting missions now looked like shortcuts to becoming powerful in their eyes.

Killing beasts = earning points/resources = buying blind boxes = getting stronger.

A perfect business loop was constructed in just a few words by Lin Fan.

...

At this moment.

In the shadows of the camp's corner.

A pair of cold eyes was staring fixedly at all this.

It was an inconspicuous servant sweeping fallen leaves.

But deep in his eyes, a strange red light flickered.

"Intelligence confirmed."

"Target individual Lin Fan not only possesses a technology that allows martial artists to break through instantly but has also gained the full support of the Dragon Country's military."

"That Tang Si's breakthrough is not an isolated case but an experimental subject of the 'Mass-Produced Grandmaster' plan."

"Dragon Country... is attempting to break the balance of martial arts."

The servant lowered his head, the broom in his hand trembling slightly.

An encrypted spiritual wave signal traveled silently through the underground root system toward the distant eastern sea.

Sakura Country's headquarters.

A piece of top-secret intelligence marked in red was delivered to the supreme commander's desk.

The title of the report had only one line:

《Dragon Country Masters Grandmaster Mass-Production Technology, Code Name: blind box

The entire high-level leadership of Sakura Country fell into unprecedented panic and madness because of this misinterpreted intelligence.

...

Nightfall.

Inside Villa A, the lights were bright.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged on a leather sofa, looking at the skyrocketing reputation and resource points on the system's back end, grinning like a fox that had stolen a chicken.

In just one day.

The number of people pre-ordering blind boxes had already reached next month.

But he was in no hurry to ship them out.

Things obtained too easily are often not cherished.

"System, enable traffic limiting mode."

Lin Fan snapped his fingers.

"Post an announcement: Due to the scarcity of raw materials and the complexity of the production process, Myriad Treasures Pavilion will implement [Hunger Marketing] starting today."

"We will only receive three destined individuals per day."

"Highest bidder wins, selected by lottery."

Looking at the announcement popping up on the light screen, Lin Fan took a sip of red wine.

"Leeks must be harvested slowly. If you cut too hard at once, you might pull up the roots."

"Let the bullets fly for a while."

Outside the window, the night was deep.

But the entire Tianjiao Camp was destined to be sleepless tonight.

Countless people held number plates, queuing in the cold wind, just for one of those three daily slots.

And the culprit of all this was lying on a soft large bed, dreaming of counting money until his hands cramped.