Ten Thousand Points of Justice

Xu Mu had already returned to Jiang City by car. He opened his system panel and took a glance.

He was completely stunned—what was going on?

His current "Justice Points" had skyrocketed to over nine thousand, just a few hundred short of ten thousand.

He remembered previously having only around a thousand points, mostly provided by Li Yun and Zhao Yingying.

Later, after carefully reviewing the details, he finally understood the reason.

The remaining thousands of points mostly came from the audience's appreciation of his musical performance—in other words, his popularity.

However, the "Destiny Level" of these audience members was almost entirely Level 1.

The Justice Points he gained from each individual weren’t much, but the sheer number of people this time made up for it.

Xu Mu closed his eyes in thought. Did this mean he had to perform frequently to gain more favor?

But that didn’t align with his personality—he preferred being the mastermind behind the scenes.

Still, upon further reflection, if he could secure the favor of those around him and eventually gather them together, the Justice Points he’d gain from them wouldn’t be any less than what he got from these Level 1 individuals.

Now that he had over nine thousand points, he decided to save them. Once he got home, he’d squeeze a bit more out of Ye Tong to round it up to ten thousand.

A ten-draw at one thousand points came with a free bonus. Surely, a hundred-draw at ten thousand points wouldn’t just give him ten freebies, right?

He planned to go home and study this carefully. This time, he’d have Ye Tong use her "Pickpocket" skill while he drew prizes simultaneously.

Last time, that was how he’d obtained a cultivation technique.

Maybe history would repeat itself.

"President Xu, what’s wrong? You seem to be smiling?"

Meng Wanyue glanced at Xu Mu before turning her attention back to the road.

"Oh? Wanyue actually initiated a conversation with me? I’m so happy!"

Xu Mu grinned as he looked at her.

[Favorability +5]

Meng Wanyue pursed her lips slightly before replying, "President Xu, stop joking."

"I’m not joking."

Xu Mu rested his hands behind his head and stared ahead.

For him, this was indeed a good thing. If he could win Meng Wanyue over, she could serve as a counterbalance against the "Dragon King."

He checked the time on the car’s display and realized there was no need to go to the office.

"Wanyue, don’t head to the company. Take me straight home. You’ll have dinner at my place tonight."

"President Xu, that’s not necessary..."

"Listen to me, or I’ll deduct your salary."

Xu Mu pretended to glare at her.

Meng Wanyue stole another glance at him before nodding faintly.

......

Xu Mu had set a trap for Lin Yang and his group.

Meanwhile, Xu Shou, Xu Mu’s father, wasn’t idle either.

Earlier, to prepare for the company’s weight-loss drug production, they had stockpiled a massive amount of raw materials.

Now, Lin Yang’s side was aggressively purchasing the same materials, driving prices through the roof.

Xu Shou sat in his office, reviewing the report provided by Xu Ningbing. His smile grew wider by the minute.

"What they don’t know is that we’ve already substituted a few key ingredients. The original price was just five yuan, but now it’s ten times higher."

Xu Shou chuckled as he looked at Xu Ningbing. "What’s your plan?"

"Sell, of course. There’s no point hoarding all these materials. A tenfold profit? We’re making a killing."

Xu Ningbing, too, wore a rare smile. "This is practically free money."

"You’re still not ruthless enough."

Xu Shou grinned. "We’ll keep buying aggressively to drive prices even higher, making them think we’re desperate. Once it hits fifteen times the original price, we’ll dump everything."

Xu Ningbing frowned slightly. "There’s some risk involved."

"Risk? Do you really think they’ll abandon the weight-loss drug at this critical juncture?" Xu Shou countered.

"Fine. I’ll execute it immediately."

Xu Ningbing nodded.

......

On the other side, Lin Yang had already poured all his funds into production. Every assembly line at Flavor Foods had been repurposed to manufacture the weight-loss drug.

Lin Yang watched as box after box of the drug rolled off the line, his smile widening. He knew exactly how valuable these were.

"Mr. Lin, bad news! Take a look—the prices of several key materials have suddenly spiked. Someone’s buying them up in bulk."

Li Feipeng hurried over with a tablet in hand.

Lin Yang barely glanced at it before sneering. "Xu Corporation must be ramping up production too. Ignore them. Keep buying. We’ll just pass the cost onto the weight-loss drug."

"Understood!"

Li Feipeng nodded. That was exactly what he’d thought too.

......

Xu Mu paid no attention to the corporate drama. He had already returned to his villa with Meng Wanyue.

With the "dog-eat-dog" phase over, he headed straight to the second floor and disabled the surveillance cameras.

This way, Lin Yang wouldn’t be able to monitor the place.

"I’ll cook tonight. You two beauties can relax in the living room. Wanyue, you’re in for a treat—my cooking skills are top-notch."

Xu Mu ushered the two women into the living room before heading to the kitchen alone.

Ye Tong took Meng Wanyue’s hand, and the two sat together.

"Wanyue, do you have a boyfriend?"

Ye Tong felt it was time to start planning for her own future.

In her eyes, Meng Wanyue was a great candidate.

"N-no… I don’t."

Meng Wanyue shook her head. She’d never even considered the idea.

At least until a few days ago, her mindset had been set—she’d remain alone forever.

She never believed she’d grow old; she didn’t expect to live that long.

But recently, she felt her perspective shifting.

"What do you think of Xu Mu?" Ye Tong smiled faintly.

"President Xu is a good person."

Meng Wanyue wasn’t lying.

Ye Tong nodded slightly. A person’s eyes never lied—it seemed Meng Wanyue also had a favorable impression of Xu Mu.

In the future, she could create opportunities to bring them closer… if Meng Wanyue was willing.

"Come help serve the dishes!"

Xu Mu called from the kitchen.

Meng Wanyue immediately stood up and hurried over. She was naturally introverted.

Only around Xu Mu did she feel somewhat at ease. With others, she still tensed up slightly during conversations.

As she looked at the array of delicious dishes, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Xu Mu’s piano skills were impressive, but his cooking was just as outstanding.

Just the sight of the food was enough to make her mouth water.

[Favorability +5]

Ye Tong also came over to help.

Since there were only three of them, Xu Mu hadn’t prepared too much—just five dishes: twice-cooked pork, kung pao chicken, boiled beef in chili oil, and dry-fried prawns.

Meng Wanyue took one bite and froze. "This is amazing!"

[Favorability +5]

Ye Tong also took a bite and nodded repeatedly.

Even though she already knew Xu Mu was a great cook, each meal still left her in awe.

[Favorability +10]

Xu Mu watched as the black text floated above their heads. At this rate, he wouldn’t even need to "shear the sheep" tonight—he’d hit ten thousand points effortlessly.

After dinner, Meng Wanyue excused herself and left.

She still felt somewhat out of place here. To her, chatting with people was far more daunting than killing someone.

After washing up, Xu Mu lay in bed. He was still a few dozen points short—he’d need Ye Tong’s help for a little push.

When Ye Tong lay beside him, she whispered, almost inaudibly, "Husband… it’s been three days."

The moment she said it, she buried her face in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Xu Mu narrowed his eyes and smiled—his top priority was still the prize draw.

As for the rest, he could leave it to Ye Tong to handle.