The most shocked person was still Lin Fan.
"Sss!!!!"
Just a moment ago, I considered you my brother.
Yet you treat me like a general???
How can you live with yourself?!?!
What's with the 70-30 split? Why don't you go rob a bank instead?
Do you know how big the Xu Family's pie is?
Do you understand what tens of trillions means???
Li Caijun smiled amiably and said, "Dragon King, your generosity is truly awe-inspiring, making me feel quite apprehensive!"
He blocked any response from Lin Fan before he could even speak.
Speaking Lin Fan's words.
Leaving Lin Fan speechless.
Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat!!
Thirty percent???
It's over!!!
I've become a clown.
Lin Fan forced a smile and quickly tried to shift the topic elsewhere.
"The weather is so nice today; let's talk about something else, some interesting stories."
Li Caijun wouldn't let him off the hook, "Dragon King, let's first talk about the division of profits."
Lin Fan cursed in his heart.
Ma Qun's mouth twitched.
Having been with Lin Fan for so long,
How could he not understand Lin Fan's personality?
If Lin Fan doesn't want to change the topic, it means he's happy with the discussion and willing to negotiate.
If Lin Fan actively changes the topic, it means he's very unhappy.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, smiled, and decided to first gauge Li Caijun's expectations and bottom line.
"Alright, let's get this clear first. Nightmare Butcher, tell us what kind of help you can provide."
The amount of effort you put in.
Determines how much profit you get.
What a wonderful thing that is.
The capable rise, the mediocre step aside.
Li Caijun downed the red wine in his glass and said, "I'll contribute both money and effort, using all of the Li Family's resources to support you."
After a pause, he continued, "Additionally, I'll help convince the neutral factions in the Dragon King Hall to fully support you."
Although Lin Fan was the Dragon King of the Dragon King Hall, there were those who agreed with him, such as Ma Qun and some loyal subordinates.
Those who entered by chance.
Who would help in case of trouble in the Dragon King Hall.
The rest, like Lin Fan's orders.
Well, it depends on their mood at the time.
In essence, it's a mix of interests.
Reality is reality, fiction is fiction.
Lin Fan didn't create the Dragon King Hall long ago.
These people weren't brought up by him personally.
Just because you're good at fighting and ruthless in killing.
Doesn't mean others will respect you to the point of worshipping you like a deity, right?
Absolutely not, impossible!
Li Caijun's decision to give Lin Fan the initiative also had its reasons.
First, Lin Fan could freely deploy An Youyi.
He also had people embedded in the Xu Family.
After such a long setup.
To say there's no effect would be impossible.
There must be some use.
Secondly, Li Caijun is a newcomer, and if Lin Fan is willing to share a piece of the pie, that's even better.
If Lin Fan doesn't want a win-win collaboration.
Li Caijun doesn't mind.
Lin Fan has the strength.
To completely annex the Xu Family.
That would only show his capability.
Just this point alone is enviable.
If Lin Fan doesn't have it, or is just short of annexing the Xu Family.
When both sides are exhausted from their fight.
Li Caijun can then step in and take the spoils.
Lin Fan knows Li Caijun's little tricks.
Li Caijun also knows what Lin Fan is thinking.
Ultimately, Lin Fan has the upper hand.
He saw through Li Caijun's inability to know that An Youyi has betrayed him.
As a war-loving maniac, Li Caijun.
For the first time in his life, he feels the pressure!!!
Damn it!!!
It's all because the stakes are too high.
If it were just a few billion or even a hundred billion.
Li Caijun would just consider it a minor skirmish.
Of course, it's not that those amounts aren't significant to him.
Let's take a simple example.
Having a thousand, to get to three thousand would require hard work, doing things you're not good at, possibly becoming a servant, and still having to take people's moods into account.
The key isn't the servitude, it's having to read others' moods.
If their moods are bad, it means you won't get that amount.
Or maybe not even a hundred.
"Hahaha------------- Great!"
Lin Fan's laughter was hearty.
Without hesitation, he agreed!!!
What is he short of now?
Manpower.
Where is there manpower?
Well, here it comes, just in time.
Oh, not just one, but a few.
Seeing Lin Fan smile,
Li Caijun's tense expression couldn't hold up anymore. He too, broke into a smile.
Li Caijun was still a bit panicked, afraid that Lin Fan wouldn't agree.
Now, that worry is completely gone.
Seeing Lin Fan so happy,
Ma Qun also chuckled.
The three of them laughed merrily.
Reading the room,
Ma Qun did an excellent job.
Seeing the right moment,
He immediately said, "Let's finalize this quickly. Draft a contract, with a 70-30 split."
This is to prepare for any potential disputes.
With a contract and lawyers.
Designing a pie worth trillions.
Of course, it can't just be words.
Lin Fan glared harshly at Ma Qun, who was stunned.
Li Caijun's smile stiffened.
What the heck?
Is the Dragon King acting out of character? Didn't you just agree?
The next moment.
Lin Fan's words.
Caught the two off guard.
"Thirty percent? How can it only be thirty percent? The Nightmare Butcher is putting in both effort and money! Thirty percent is too stingy!!! Let's split it 50-50!!!"
"Sss!!!!"
Li Caijun gasped.
What's gotten into Lin Fan today???
He's voluntarily giving up profits.
This stingy guy usually doesn't give up a penny.
Today, very unusual.
But Li Caijun won't care about that. Everything will be written down clearly on paper.
Does Lin Fan want to default?
Impossible!
In a situation where everything is known.
It would come to mutual destruction.
Both sides would tear each other apart!!
These thoughts flashed through Li Caijun's mind instantly.
His reaction was quite quick. He clasped his hands and bowed to Lin Fan, his voice emotional.
"Bro!!!!! You're my real bro!!!!! From now on, just say the word, and little bro here will climb mountains and cross fires without hesitation!!!"
No one can resist the temptation of tens of trillions.
Previously, Li Caijun wasn't swayed by money. That just means it wasn't enough.
Lin Fan was moved and said, "It's not good to always call you Nightmare Butcher. From today on, I'll call you Little Li."
"No problem, then I'll dare to call you Brother Lin, Big Brother Lin!"
Li Caijun continued to clasp his hands and said.
Money is too good not to take!!!
Li Caijun isn't stupid.
Although the name Little Li sounds a bit odd, like those eunuchs in ancient times.
Li Caijun, considering the tens of trillions at stake, tolerated it.
"Little Li, to be honest, my leg is broken!"
"Smack!"
Lin Fan directly put his thigh across the dining table.
Li Caijun followed up with, "Oh, how did it break?"
"Xu Mo from the Xu Family broke it!"
"Damn it, that's outrageous!!! Xu Mo is no human, his heart is vile!!! Brother Lin, I'll help you fix that leg!"
"Bro!!!!"
"Bro!!!!"
The two of them acted incredibly touching.
Those who didn't know would think their relationship was great.
Ma Qun on the side had his mouth twitching non-stop.
At the same time, he felt sour inside.
Damn.
He just called the Dragon King "bro" recently.
The old don't cry; they only see the new laugh.
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Moshi moshi, that Steam thing I'll write when I have time
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
