100: Chapter 99 My Sister's Video Phone Call

Once the enhancement System was fully architected and brought online by him, it meant that the massive amounts of sea beast supplies would be given a whole new value proposition beyond daily consumption.

These sea beast bones, blood, and hearts that survivors sold for cheap... were all enhancement media.

The economic System of the entire Fate Platform would be reshuffled on a massive scale.

The price of sea beast Materials would skyrocket, the motivation to hunt beasts would soar, the individual strength of survivors would rapidly increase, and the circulation speed of karma points would accelerate—and he, as the sole supplier of the enhancement System, would see every enhancement transaction generate a consumption of karma points, eventually flowing into the River of Causality.

A perfect positive feedback loop.

Just as Yang Hang was focusing his mind on the architecture, his Fate Platform private messages started pinging frantically.

Yang Hang frowned and sent out a Divided Soul to check.

Good grief, messages from Mother, Yang Yue, and his counselor Qin Feifei.

He couldn't ignore the messages from the first two women, and the latter was also a woman who had helped him a lot before his Transmigration and with whom he had a good relationship.

Mother's message list stretched for three full screens.

Yang Hang's Divided Soul opened the chat box; the top message was sent two hours ago.

"Hang Hang, have you eaten?"

"Your Yang Jianguo is out on the deck again, polishing his weapons and equipment. He's been at it all afternoon; I'm starting to suspect he's going to polish them to ruin."

"Your sister just fired seven shots from her fishing gun at a flying fish and missed every single one. She was so angry she stomped her feet on the deck and just used a water scroll to whip the fish up."

"Son, what are you busy with? Why aren't you replying to Mother's messages?"

"Just reply if you're not busy; Mother has some things she wants to talk to you about."

Five consecutive messages, with the interval shortening from ten minutes to three minutes.

Yang Hang's mouth twitched.

His Divided Soul controlled the virtual keyboard and typed a line.

"Just finished, Mom. I'm doing well, the Houseboat is safe, and I have enough to eat and drink. Yang Jianguo's weapons and equipment are Silver Grade, so don't nag him too much; he won't polish them to ruin. How is little sister?"

Instant reply.

"You brat, you finally replied! I thought something happened to you! The beast tide just passed, and you didn't even take the initiative to talk to your Mom. Your sister has been with Mom the whole time, but you're out there alone, and Mother has been worried sick—"

Followed by a long text, detailing the experience of her, Yang Jianguo, and Yang Yue hiding in the cabin during the beast tide, relying on the compass and battle armor to survive.

It went on to mention that the aunt from the Wang family on the neighboring boat had suffered a minor injury but had already recovered after drinking little life water.

Then it moved on to how Yang Jianguo had stood on the deck in his battle armor all night without closing his eyes, and finally landed on— "By the way, son, Mom wants to ask you something."

Here it comes.

When Yang Hang saw these five words, he knew the three screens of daily chatter were all foreshadowing.

"Have you signed up for the Revival Society's Top 1000 Tournament?"

Yang Hang didn't hesitate: "Not yet."

The message was sent, and the other side was silent for about five seconds.

Then, a voice message popped up.

Yang Hang opened it.

Mother's voice was clearly relieved: "That's good, that's good. Mom isn't the type of person who doesn't reason. Your Yang Jianguo also said that our family can't hold back civilization; when it's time to contribute, we won't be ambiguous."

"But son, think about it. There are over a billion people in Yanhuang Civilization, and there are so many powerful experts. Those big shots at the top of the merit ranking, aren't they all ruthless people with Gold Tier Awakening? Although your Little Luck Technique is not bad, it's a support type, and the battlefield isn't your strong suit…"

The voice paused here.

"One more of you isn't much, and one less isn't missed. Our family being well is better than anything."

Another two-second pause.

"Of course! If it really comes to a time of crisis for civilization, Mom absolutely won't stop you. Your Yang Jianguo won't either. When that time comes, our whole family will go together; who's afraid of whom?"

At the end of the voice message, Mother seemed to remember something, and her tone suddenly raised by half a pitch: "Also—don't pay attention to your sister, that brat! She's been making a fuss here for a long time, saying she wants to go to some Top 1000 Tournament, and she was pinned down by your Yang Jianguo. She'll definitely come to you to be a lobbyist later; don't let her bewitch you!"

Yang Hang listened, then replied with a text: "Got it, Mom. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Rest early."

"Alright, alright, then Mom won't bother you. Good night, baby son."

"Good night."

Yang Hang closed Mother's chat box and moved his gaze to the second flashing conversation window.

Yang Yue.

Unread messages: 17.

He opened it.

The first message: "Brother! What are you doing!!! Why haven't you replied to me for so long!!!"

The second: "Brother, did you see that post from the Revival Society!! The Top 1000 Tournament!! The Yanhuang Top 1000 Conference!!!"

The third: "Brother, did you sign up? If we both sign up, can we meet? I haven't seen you in such a long time..."

The following fourteen messages were all urging him, ranging from acting spoiled to threatening to playing the victim, with a very high density of emojis.

Yang Hang finished reading and replied: "Saw it. Didn't sign up."

Less than two seconds after the message was sent.

"Yang Hang!!!!!" Sister replied instantly, using his full name.

"You actually only replied to my message now?!"

"I've been messaging you since the beast tide ended! Do you know how long I've waited?!"

"Have you stopped loving your cutest sister?"

"Sure enough, as a big expert with Gold Tier Awakening, you must be surrounded by beautiful women already."

"What's a crappy sister worth? Just pay attention if you happen to think of her."

"There is already a thick, insurmountable barrier between us."

Followed by a string of sad emoticons, filling half the screen.

Yang Hang looked at these messages without any surprise, Life Qi, or worry.

He knew his sister too well.

His Divided Soul typed slowly and leisurely.

"Good that you have self-awareness."

"This brother is already a super Gold Tier big shot with a harem of three thousand."

"You, a mere Silver Grade ant, dare to harass this King?"

"That this King could spare the time to glance at your message, you should be grateful, kowtow three times and bow nine times, and burn incense and bathe."

After sending it, he even added a smug emoji.

The other side was silent for three seconds.

Then Yang Yue exploded.

"Stinky brother! Who are you calling an ant!"

"You're the one who's Silver Grade! Your whole family is Silver Grade! —Wait, your whole family is indeed Silver Grade, and I'm part of your family, so Silver Grade seems okay. I take that back."

"Harem of three thousand? You're dreaming! A scumbag like you who doesn't even reply to his sister's messages, who would fancy you!"

"Besides, your Awakening is the Little Luck Technique! It's a support type! You can't even beat me in a fight!"

Yang Hang replied unhurriedly: "Can't beat you? Last beast tide, you used a fishing gun to shoot flying fish, seven shots, zero hits. Is that it?"

"That's because the flying fish were too fast!! It has nothing to do with my marksmanship!!!"

"Oh."

"What are you 'oh'-ing about!!!"

"Oh is just oh. This King is busy with ten thousand affairs a day; I don't have time to bicker with a Silver Grade small fry."

"Yang Hang, you just wait. I'm going to tell Mom and Dad that you're bullying me! I'll never like you again! Ever!"

Yang Hang's expression was calm as he changed the subject directly.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. I was just chatting with Mom, and she told me to ignore you."

The other side went quiet again.

Then she sent three angry emoticons in a row.

"(ノಠbeneficialಠ)ノ"

"(ノಠbeneficialಠ)ノ"

"(ノಠbeneficialಠ)ノ"

"Important things must be sent three times! Mom and Dad are actually guarding against me! They actually gave you a heads-up in advance!"

"I'm so sad. And disappointed in you."

Yang Hang replied: "Don't you have any idea what kind of image you have in Mom and Dad's eyes?"

Yang Yue didn't refute.

Clearly, she did have an idea.

After a few seconds of silence, her message style suddenly changed. No emoticons, no exclamation marks.

"Brother, do you intend to go to the Top 1000 Tournament or not?"

Yang Hang paused.

"My merit ranking and yours aren't high, and my personal combat power doesn't rank among the Yanhuang Civilization Top 1000. Even if I sign up, there's a high probability I won't be selected."

"You are avoiding the important point."

Yang Yue's reply was quick, only four words.

Yang Hang looked at these four words and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Before he could organize his words, the next message popped up.

"Brother, do you not want to meet me at all?"

"Do you not miss me one bit?"

There were no emoticons after the text.

Then, a video call request popped up above the chat box.