130: Chapter 130 The entire nunnery advances, and another political commissar is elected.
A small village of over 1,500 people actually has savings of 1.7 billion. What kind of business is so profitable?
Just by relying on the convenience store at the entrance of the village?
Even if they worked themselves to death, they wouldn't earn that much.
However, once I think about my future expenses, just one Saint Rank costs one billion, and since they can all be promoted to Imperial Rank, that will cost another ten billion.
With so many nuns, how much money would that take?
Anyway, Yun Zhuo was too lazy to calculate it; he'd deal with it when the time came.
"This money was all left behind by your mother back then. She said that once you arrived, you would definitely be able to use it."
"Ah? It's Mother again?"
No way, right? Did she even calculate that upgrading talents would require money?
Could this System actually be something she created?
No, no, it must be a coincidence.
Besides, 1.7 billion isn't even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth; at most, it can only serve as startup capital.
Facing Yun Zhuo's shock, Di Zhenzhen just smiled slightly.
Then, she had Jiang Jingjing open their vault.
She once again pressed her palms together and bowed to the cyber guanyin. As the digital scriptures around the statue arranged themselves into specific positions, an elevator car rose up from beneath the floor.
Di Zhenzhen ordered people to go down and move the corrosion crystals, while Yun Zhuo stayed above to upgrade everyone's talent.
【Name: Di Zhenzhen】
【Rank: 0】
【Age: 30】
【Beauty: 96】
【Talent: Heaven Rank Low Grade】
【Attack Power: 600 (Mecha Form)】
【Defense: 600 (Mecha Form)】
【Speed: 600 (First Form)】
【First Form: Red-Scaled Dragon Beast (Sub-Dragon Species) → Red-Scaled Flying Dragon】
【inlay slot: 5 (Inactive: 4)】
【Applause Count: 0】
【Current Status: Happy that Dr. Qiu's prophecy has come true. Even though she has formed a death pact with that boy named Yun Zhuo, she will not regret it even if she dies nine times over.】
You might as well just be called Di Buhei; it fits your persona better than the two characters for 'Zhenzhen'.
By the time everyone's talent had been raised to Heaven Rank Low Grade, it was almost dawn outside.
When everyone had left the Guanyin Temple, Yun Zhuo kept Di Zhenzhen behind alone.
Now that the Nun Corps had been formed, he was definitely the commander.
But having a commander wasn't enough; there also needed to be a political commissar.
Although he could see their inner thoughts through the War Princess panel, there were over a thousand people; he didn't have the time to check every single person every day.
Therefore, besides himself as the commander, he had to find someone to unify their thoughts and do their ideological work.
Usually, he would only need to check her character panel.
Once she discovered that someone had bad intentions, he would then go and check that person's character panel.
This way, not only could he distinguish truth from falsehood and minimize losses in time, but it could also resolve some unnecessary misunderstandings, and more importantly, it saved him time.
As for who could take on this task, Yun Zhuo felt that no one was more suitable than Di Zhenzhen.
For one, she was the big sister to all the nuns and the village chief of this village; she held unique prestige among the nuns.
Now, the only thing she lacked was the strength to maintain that prestige.
This was a shortcoming he could easily help her fill.
"You kept me behind alone; there must be something, right?"
Di Zhenzhen said while adjusting her headscarf.
Their headscarves were divided into black and white pieces. The white one was like a pouch; calling it a headscarf was more like calling it a white hat.
You put your head in from the bottom, and after wearing it, only your face was left exposed.
Other areas, such as the neck, shoulders, and around the cheeks, were all covered tightly.
After wearing this hat, they would then wear a black veil over it.
Therefore, both taking it off and putting it on were a bit cumbersome.
"Sister Zhenzhen, have you heard the saying 'the human heart is separated by the belly'?"
She, who was adjusting her veil, paused for a moment, then immediately smiled: "Rest assured, all of us sisters are of one mind; there won't be any traitors.
Besides, what we have formed with you is a death pact, so you little guy can just put your heart back in your stomach."
Yun Zhuo smiled slightly, "If I have to trust all of you, I would rather trust just you alone."
"Hmm? Why?"
Di Zhenzhen had finished putting on her headscarf, held her prayer beads in her hand, and sat down next to Yun Zhuo.
"I don't know. The first time I saw you, I had this feeling.
If you must ask why, it would be intuition; I trust my intuition."
Di Zhenzhen smiled: "Then shouldn't I feel very honored?"
"Of course. I'm not this good to just anyone."
"Alright, alright, alright, then what do you want me to do?"
"Continue being their big sister, what else? Haven't you always done that very well?"
"Hmph, I feel like you kid are just spouting nonsense."
As she spoke, she glanced outside the door, "It's almost dawn. Hurry back. You haven't returned home all night; those two sisters of yours must be worried sick."
"Don't rush." Yun Zhuo grabbed her hand and made her sit back down.
Di Zhenzhen glanced at her wrist that was being held by Yun Zhuo, but she didn't pull it back; she just smiled: "What is it? Big sister is not that kind of casual person, oh.
Even though we have now formed a death pact, you cannot mistreat me, or else I will die for you to see."
"Hey~ look at how you say that. Am I that kind of person?"
Yun Zhuo rolled his eyes at her, "I told you not to leave because I want to upgrade your talent, and by the way, check your Lifebound Weapon.
That way I can go learn Martial Skills."
"You have money?"
"Did I say I didn't have money?"
"But..."
"But what? Back then I hadn't finished my sentence, and you rushed to speak, right?"
"But you also know that the further you go, the more money it requires, especially when reaching the Imperial Rank; just one Rank costs ten billion.
I have the money to raise all of you to Heaven Rank Low Grade, but I don't have the money to raise you to Heaven Rank Middle Grade.
But if it's just raising a few people a bit further, that's no problem."
"Imperial Rank?" Di Zhenzhen looked at Yun Zhuo in confusion.
Yun Zhuo didn't hide it from her, saying: "Let me tell you a secret: you are all Super Rank War Princesses. The world thinks that Heaven Rank High Grade is the peak, but you are not."
Di Zhenzhen nodded, finally understanding what Yun Zhuo meant by what he said earlier.
He wanted her to continue being everyone's big sister, and to be a good big sister, having prestige alone wasn't enough; she also needed strength that surpassed everyone else.
So she smiled slightly, "But according to what you said, isn't there also a 'distance between the human heart and the belly' between us? Do you really trust me that much?"
"I have to trust someone, right?"
"But why me? Couldn't Jingjing also do it?"
Yun Zhuo shook his head, "No, I only trust you. Don't ask me why again; if you ask again, it's love at first sight."
Di Zhenzhen's cheeks flushed slightly, and she coquettishly scolded: "Smooth-talker. With your personality, who knows how many girls will fall for your tricks in the future."
Yun Zhuo was just about to say: 'I, the Emperor, have three thousand beauties in my harem.'
But the words stopped at his lips. Thinking about three thousand beauties, it seemed like he would have to take half of them himself.
Three thousand beauties in the harem—was this goal a bit too small?
"Why did you stop talking? Did I guess right?" Di Zhenzhen looked at him slyly.
"How could that be? Isn't it just that I was mesmerized by Sister Zhenzhen's beauty? It made me forget what I wanted to say."
Immediately, Yun Zhuo began to activate the inlay slot for Di Zhenzhen and upgrade her talent.
Heaven Rank Middle Grade, Heaven Rank High Grade. With a red beam of light shooting into the sky, blooming in the night sky before dawn, it illuminated the entire City of Ruins.
Di Zhenzhen's talent was raised to Saint Rank.
At home, the older Teacher Su, who hadn't slept all night, saw it, and the younger Teacher Su saw it too.
That beam of light was like fireworks shooting up into the night sky, extremely dazzling.
The older Teacher Su looked at her younger sister in confusion, "Why do I suddenly have a bad premonition?"
"What did you get a premonition of?" The younger Teacher Su said with a guilty conscience.
Of course she knew that this beam of light meant that that boy Xiao Zhuo had raised someone's talent to the Saint Rank.
As for that someone, besides Di Zhenzhen, she couldn't think of anyone else.
But this opportunity was originally reserved for her older sister; just because she was jealous, she had caused her sister to miss this opportunity.
Damn it, that boy actually went to find someone else.
She originally thought that boy was just paying lip service; she didn't expect him to be playing for real with this old lady this time.