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68: Chapter 68 The Immortal's "Ten Consecutive Draws" Trap, and the Abyss's "Anti-Involution" Alliance

Immortal Realm, Black Market.

In a corner, Qingyun and the fat Immortal dealer were squatting on the ground, drawing circles together.

"Business is truly impossible to do anymore."

Qingyun sighed deeply.

"The Immortal Emperor is cracking down severely recently. The atmosphere is tense; who dares to buy openly?"

"Moreover, those Immortals are now as cunning as monkeys. They established some damned 'Price Supervision Committee' and shout every day about jointly boycotting us."

"Who isn't complaining?" The fat Immortal's entire face, full of fat, was worried. "Yesterday, some short-sighted Sword Immortal came with a broken sword, trying to trade it for a bag of God's Tendon. I refused, and the bastard even tried to draw his sword to chop me."

The two were sighing and at a loss.

Buzz—

The teleportation array, which was being used as a garbage disposal chute, suddenly burst forth with a blinding golden light without any warning.

A giant object crashed down.

It was a massive crate flashing with a seven-colored neon light effect, engraved with four large, flamboyant characters: [Tianhe Blind Box].

Attached beside the box was an instruction manual personally written by Li Mo.

[Dear family members of the Immortal Realm:]

[To show our gratitude for the long-standing patronage of our new and old customers, Tianhe Group is now launching—the 'Godhood Blind Box' with great fanfare!]

[Prize Pool Fully Transparent Announcement:]

N Grade (Thank you for your patronage): One batch of Immortal Realm Wasteland (Garbage collected as a friendly gesture).

R Grade (Consolation Prize): One strand of God's Tendon.

SR Grade (Surprise Prize): One bag of Extra Spicy God's Tendon + One random Low Grade Immortal Artifact (Environmentally friendly reuse).

SSR Grade (Super Grand Prize): One bottle of Ancient God Grease (Cultivation increases by a hundred years after application).

SP Grade (Ultimate Hidden Prize): [Godhood Opportunity] (Refining the spiritual liquid from an Ancient God's eyelash; one drop is enough to attain enlightenment)!

[Gameplay Instructions: One Medium Grade Immortal Artifact for one draw; one High Grade Immortal Artifact for a ten-pull (Guaranteed SR on bottom pull)!]

Every single word on the instruction manual struck the hearts of Qingyun and the fat Immortal like a heavy hammer.

The two exchanged glances; only scorching greed remained in their eyes.

God... Godhood Opportunity?!

Ten-pull, and there was even a guarantee?!

The gambler's gene, dormant deep within every Immortal's Bloodline, was completely awakened at this moment.

"Quick! Spread the news!" Qingyun jumped around excitedly, his voice completely distorted. "Who cares about the Immortal Emperor's crackdown! If this thing gets out, those old fossils in the Immortal Realm will tear down the Heavenly Gate just to snatch one box!"

...

In just half a day.

The Immortal Realm completely descended into madness.

If the previous 'God's Tendon' merely satisfied gluttony, serving as a novel pastime.

Then the appearance of the [Tianhe Blind Box] was a precise scalpel, slicing open the glamorous exterior of the Immortals, brutally exposing the deepest, most primitive greed and desire within them under the sunlight.

"I don't believe it! My fate is mine! Give me another ten-pull!"

A Golden Immortal, eyes bloodshot and looking utterly deranged, slammed the deed to his Immortal Cave onto the table.

"Draw! I refuse to believe I won't pull that hidden item today!"

"Hahahaha! I hit it! I hit the SR! A whole bag of extra spicy! And an Immortal Artifact... Huh? Isn't this the 'Azure Rainbow Sword' I pawned last month? How did it end up back in my hands?"

"Who cares! God's Tendon is truly amazing! One more time!"

Inside the God of Wealth Hall.

The God of Wealth stared intently at the clump of "N Grade: Thank you for your patronage (Immortal Realm Wasteland)" he had just drawn, sinking into a long stupor.

For this piece of junk, he had wagered his most cherished Treasure Basin.

And all he got was a handful of dirt?

"No... this is absolutely wrong... there's a problem with the probability..."

The God of Wealth muttered to himself, but a flame of unwillingness burned in his eyes.

"It must be that my posture for opening the box was wrong!"

"One more time! Just the last time! I will definitely break even this time!"

Just like that.

The wealth of the entire Immortal Realm flowed like an opened floodgate, surging continuously towards the Lower Realm through that small crack in the Heavenly Gate.

The Immortal Emperor's ambitious market rescue plan hadn't even had time to launch before it died in the cradle.

Because the chief commander he appointed for the rescue—the God of Wealth—was already deeply trapped, becoming one of Li Mo's most loyal 'leeks' (suckers).

...

Lower Realm, Heavenly River Sword Sect.

Li Mo sat amidst a mountain of Immortal Artifacts and treasures, leisurely counting his spoils.

"Not bad. This wave of harvesting has emptied at least one-third of the Immortal Realm's foundation accumulated over ten thousand years."

He casually picked up a dazzling Immortal Sword and nodded with satisfaction.

"Gu Canghai, go pick out some good quality ones to equip our Sect's 'Security Department' and 'Sanitation Team'."

"Melt down all the rest."

"Use them to make the limited edition casings for the 'Tianhe Blind Box' and sell them back at a higher price."

This is called a circular economy.

Just as Li Mo was enjoying the joy of the harvest, a sudden change occurred.

The 'tianhe vessel' drift bottle communicator, which connected to the Abyss, suddenly emitted a sharp alarm.

"Beep beep beep! Red alert!"

Li Mo's expression sobered, and he connected the communication.

A screen appeared, showing Ji Wushuang's anxious face.

His once majestic Abyss Emperor Armor was now tattered, and the background behind him was the Abyss School District engulfed in soaring flames.

"Mr. Li! Something big has happened!" Ji Wushuang's voice was hoarse like a broken gong.

"Those damned people in the Abyss... they've rebelled!"

"Rebelled?"

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Did I assign too little homework with the [Great Zhou Dynasty Law] and the [five-year simulation] I asked you to take over?"

"It wasn't too little, it was too much!"

Ji Wushuang looked distressed.

"Those low-level demons were disciplined and are now diligently studying every day. However... the few old undead in the deepest parts of the Abyss have awakened!"

"The [Sloth Demon God], the [Envy Demon God], and that craziest one, the [Wrath Demon God]..."

"They joined forces to form the 'Abyss Anti-Involution Alliance'!"

"Their slogans are deafening, like 'Refuse to do problems, long live lying flat,' and 'Burn the textbooks, give us back our savagery!'"

"Not only did they incite the students I finally managed to civilize, but they also released a bizarre 'Lying Flat Aura' that enveloped the entire Seventy-Seventh Layer! As soon as my army entered, they lost all fighting spirit, only wanting to lie down and sleep, unable to even lift a sword!"

After hearing Ji Wushuang's bitter complaint, Li Mo was not angry; instead, he was amused.

"Anti-involution?"

"Lying flat?"

"Interesting, truly interesting."

He slowly stood up, paced to the window, and looked out towards the Abyss land covered by the forest of flesh and blood in the distance.

"It seems that pure test-oriented education is indeed incompatible with a place accustomed to being so free and undisciplined."

"Since they don't want to be passively 'involutionizing,' and want to actively 'lie flat'..."

Li Mo turned around and pulled out a thick, heavy tome from the deepest part of the bookshelf, its cover pitch black, exuding the stench of capitalism.

"Treatise on Blessings: How to Make Employees Willing to Work 996."

"Then I'll let them see what a real 'consumerism trap' is."

"Ji Wushuang, hold on for now."

"My reinforcements will arrive soon."

A cold smile curled the corner of Li Mo's mouth.

"This time, I won't send textbooks."

"I'll send them... 'Huabei' (a consumer credit service)."

"Since they don't want to work hard on problems, they can borrow money to consume."

"When every single demon owes an insurmountable debt..."

"I'd like to see how they can possibly lie flat then."

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