So the beneficiary can be under my name.

The next day.

As expected,

the unexpected happened.

Su Qi overslept.

By the time he woke up, it was already 10 a.m.

Of course, he wasn’t the type to stubbornly claim something like, "6 p.m. is still 6 o’clock."

If he hurried now, he wouldn’t be too late.

Su Qi scrolled through his chat history.

[Iris: I heard it’s an E-grade Source Realm north of Jiangxia, about 70 kilometers from the school… We’re supposed to gather at the school by 6 a.m. tomorrow.]

He then opened the exclusive map for Card Bearers.

North of Jiangxia…

Soon, he located an E-grade Source Realm.

It sprawled across a mountain range, marked as a medium-risk zone on the digital map. Civilians were barred from entering, and only superhumans of Tier 4 or higher were permitted to step foot inside.

Centuries ago, this place had been a small county town—until it was devastated during an interdimensional invasion.

A B-grade Source Realm had overlapped with the town,

equivalent to a Tier 9 threat.

The town fell, and both superhumans and civilians were nearly wiped out.

The staggering losses sent shockwaves through Great Xia’s government and neighboring cities.

In the end, a furious Tier 10 Guardian crushed the invasion.

Most of the dangerous Source Realm creatures were exterminated,

leaving behind only weaker but highly valuable ones.

In other words, you could call it "farming."

Since then, the B-grade Source Realm had been downgraded to E-grade.

Over the centuries, this E-grade Source Realm had continuously supplied Great Xia with abundant resources while also serving as a "starter dungeon" for newcomers, helping many students overcome their first real combat experience.

In short, it ran like clockwork.

Su Qi took a taxi to the edge of the low-risk zone before getting out.

The surroundings were desolate, with few people in sight.

Beyond this point, taxi drivers weren’t allowed to venture.

Su Qi had to proceed on foot.

Thanks to the enhancements from his Card attributes, Su Qi’s physical abilities had improved significantly. Even though he wasn’t fond of exercise, long-distance treks were no trouble for him.

After a half-hour jog, he arrived at the entrance of a restricted zone.

A group of guards in specialized uniforms stood watch.

Their expressions were stern as they immediately stopped Su Qi.

"Sir, this is the entrance to Source Realm E-B014. Please present your access permit, or we will have to escort you out."

It couldn’t be helped.

Every year, there were always a few people who believed they were "chosen by fate," convinced that even the air inside a Source Realm was sweeter.

They dreamed of striking it rich, only to end up as corpses in the wilderness.

Su Qi opened his Card Bearer app and handed over his phone. "I should already be registered. You can check."

The guard took the phone, scrutinized the details, then nodded after confirming. "Go ahead. Stay safe."

Su Qi waved. "Don’t worry, I know the drill. I’m a regular here."

Honestly, at that moment, the guard had a fleeting urge to detain Su Qi on the spot.

Seriously, what kind of person casually drops "I’m a regular" like that?

Whatever.

He wasn’t part of a vice squad, so he just handed the phone back.

Just as Su Qi was about to cross the checkpoint,

a black-haired beauty in a sleek black-stockinged uniform stopped him.

With a charming smile, she asked, "Honorable Card Bearer, would you like to purchase an accident insurance policy before entering the Source Realm?"

Su Qi: ???

He’d never seen this kind of service in previous years.

Had things gotten this wild?

Insurance sales had infiltrated even this place? Whoever came up with this was a business genius.

What a shame—if this had existed earlier, he could’ve made a fortune off compensation claims.

Before Su Qi could respond, the woman handed him a dense contract. "This Source Realm Entry Accident Insurance provides comprehensive coverage for you and your family. For just 50,000 yuan, in the event of an accident, we’ll compensate your designated beneficiaries fourfold. Even for serious injuries, we’ll cover 70% of medical expenses."

The more dangerous the place, the higher the demand for insurance.

But… even insurance companies only offered quadruple payouts.

Human life was just that cheap in a Source Realm.

The woman pressed on eagerly. "Once inside, danger lurks everywhere, and no one can guarantee your safety. If something happens, hardly anyone will step in to help. But if you buy our insurance, things change—someone might just rescue you, since our company offers rewards ranging from 20,000 to 40,000 for saving insured clients."

Su Qi gave an awkward smile. "I’m an orphan. No beneficiaries to list. Sorry about that."

The woman froze, clearly not expecting that answer.

Her smile stiffened for a second before she put on a remorseful expression. "I’m sorry… I didn’t know. How about I become your girlfriend?"

Before Su Qi could marvel at his irresistible charm, she added,

"That way, you can put my name as the beneficiary."

Su Qi: ???

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