91: Chapter 91 Can I bet on myself to win?

The Level 4 Werewolves had their skulls cracked open one by one, while the Level 3 Werewolves were pushed back by the swarm of Ant-men.

Watching this scene, Come Be My Son felt sweat beading on his forehead. It took a massive amount of resources and time to cultivate a single Level 4 Werewolf, and his seven thousand werewolves were on the verge of being wiped out.

By now, the chat in the live stream was going wild.

"Old Granny is awesome! Kick him out for me!"

"Kill him, Old Granny! Beat the crap out of him, let him show off!"

"I hate these people who throw money around to buy winning streaks. There's zero skill involved. Old Granny, teach him a lesson!"

"Old Granny! Are you selling?"

The screen was almost completely obscured by the flood of text; the audience had long been annoyed by this rich second-generation heir who relied on throwing money at people.

"Stop, stop, stop! Old Granny, don't fight anymore, I'll give you money! You name your price."

The voice of Come Be My Son echoed throughout the Divine Kingdom, his tone clearly laced with panic.

The chat immediately and unanimously voiced their opposition.

"Kill him!"

"Old Granny, don't take his dirty money, kill him!"

Gu Han's voice was steady as it carried out: "I want the origin of your Divine Kingdom."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire live stream fell into a brief silence. Immediately after, an exponentially larger explosion of chat messages instantly flooded the screen.

"Holy crap! I love Old Granny so much! He's so wild!"

"Old Granny is mighty! Drain him dry!"

Many wealthy viewers, in order to support Old Granny, changed their usernames on the spot and spammed gifts, with the special effects of super rockets and luxury yachts lighting up the entire screen one after another.

The commentator, Joker, shouted at the top of his lungs in the voiceover: "Thanks to 'I Was Beaten By Old Granny' for the ten super rockets! Thanks to 'Want Old Granny's Stockings' for the luxury yacht! Thanks to 'Old Granny's Leg Hair'...!"

On the battlefield, Come Be My Son felt cold sweat soaking his entire body. He was still young, had plenty of credits left to spend, and he didn't want to die yet.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I concede!" He hurriedly called out, his tone softening, "You still have to defend your title, don't waste your strength on me. My Divine Kingdom is only a thousand square kilometers; devouring it won't give you much of a boost. You name your price; I'll buy my life. Stop! Everyone stop! Don't fight anymore!"

Listening to the other party's words, Gu Han raised his hand.

The charging Ant-fist Shrimp-men quickly halted their movements and retreated behind the defensive line of the Shield-Armored Ant-Men, but they maintained a surrounding posture, ready to pounce again at any moment.

Gu Han made a quick calculation in his mind.

This guy wasn't stupid; at a life-or-death moment, he didn't try to pull out his family's influence to make threats, but instead straightforwardly analyzed the pros and cons.

The other party was right. To kill the remaining Level 4 Werewolves, the Ant-men army would inevitably suffer significant casualties. The most important thing now was the upcoming ten title defense matches; winning the championship and obtaining the "spirit root network" was the primary goal.

Moreover, the other party was indeed financially powerful and must have had the backing of a family or organization in reality, so there was no need to offend him directly.

More importantly, his assets of over ten million had been frozen by the authorities, his main source of income was cut off, and he was currently extremely short on money.

"I can stop," Gu Han said unhurriedly. "I want two Level 4 Werewolves and 300 million credits."

Gu Han paused and emphasized his tone: "Plus all the defensive trap-type buildings in your Divine Kingdom. I want them brand new. Buy them from the mall and package them into resource cards for me."

He definitely had to maximize his benefits. Currently, he was short on money and means, and Gu Han had also learned from him that defensive buildings could be used to kill enemies.

"Fine, I agree. But armaments require registration; if I can't buy certain ones, I'll swap them for other, higher-level ones for you." The voice of Come Be My Son came through, sounding relieved.

He immediately opened the Divine Kingdom mall and began clicking frantically to purchase, randomly grabbing two lucky werewolves.

A few minutes later, a transaction notification popped up on Gu Han's panel.

Gu Han clicked it open to take a look.

Inside lay two creature cards sealing Level 4 Werewolves, a bearer fund card loaded with 300 million credits, and a thick stack of building resource cards—high-level arrow towers, piercing positions, flamethrower turrets... all of them brand new.

He had spent at least 300 million just on the building resources. A total of 600 million plus two Level 4 Werewolves to buy his own life.

For this rich man, it wasn't a loss at all.

Gu Han clicked to confirm the transaction without any hesitation.

The projection of Come Be My Son's Divine Kingdom began to flicker, preparing to exit the arena. Before disappearing, his voice was heard once more.

"Evil Old Granny, you are a smart person. I bought you a lot of powerful buildings. If you can leave this competition alive, name your terms, and I'll invest in you."

There was no longer any of the previous contempt in his tone; instead, it carried the shrewdness of a businessman.

Gu Han waved his hand, ignoring him.

A blinding white light erupted in the center of the battlefield, and the other party's Divine Kingdom expelled him.

Joker's voice rang out at the right moment, at a very high volume: "Let us congratulate Riding Grandma Across the Road on becoming the new title defender of this match! The following ten title defense matches now officially begin!"

Gu Han stood above his Divine Kingdom's projection, looking at the resource cards he had just obtained.

300 million credits; this money wouldn't just resolve his immediate urgent needs, but also allow him more room to maneuver in the upcoming matches.

Gu Han used a small portion of the building resource cards directly, placing them into his Divine Kingdom. His Divine Kingdom wasn't as large as the opponent's, and he still needed to leave a large area for the battlefield, so naturally, he couldn't use them all at once; he simply split them into multiple batches.

Gu Han first uploaded his Divine Kingdom's coordinates, entered a five-minute break, and the live stream feed turned off.

Brand new high-level defensive arrow towers rose up amidst the Cyst Demon Flowers, heavy piercing positions were hidden within the thick fog, and thick alloy defensive walls stood side-by-side with the Iron Vine Snake Banyan, firmly enclosing the battlefield area.

The entire defensive line was instantly upgraded by several notches. With these firepower points, the defensive pressure on the Ant-men army was drastically reduced.

He also mobilized 50,000 troops of the Ant-men army from his demigod Divine Kingdom to replenish the casualties from the previous battle.

And what followed was Gu Han's real title defense match. This would be a tough battle; without exposing [ Forced Breeding ], he had to challenge ten Level 4 Divine Lords in a row with the strength of a Level 1 Divine Lord.

He checked the building resource cards in his hand; they should be able to last for three rounds. That wealthy guy was actually quite honest and had even given him quite a bit extra.

Checking the time, it was almost time. The title-seizing icon in the live stream had appeared. As the ID avatars scrolled by, a Divine Lord named [ Undead Scourge ] successfully seized the challenge spot.

The live stream chat was once again exploding with messages. It seemed the opponent's strength and reputation were both impressive. Gu Han glanced at the odds; the payout for betting on him to win was as high as five times.

Good grief, a big shot right on the first match! Can I bet on myself to win?