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Riding his bicycle, Li Hong sped along until he arrived at a deserted countryside area.
He casually tossed his bike aside and began calling for his Soulmate.
"Soul Clan Leader, are you ready?"
Soulmate nodded and addressed the air, "My lord, we can begin!"
Li Hong formed hand seals and started to cast the long-forgotten Great Summoning Technique!
"I call upon the boundless evil in the name of Loser. Come forth, Pikachu!"
A gentle breeze swept through, rustling the grass by the roadside.
Li Hong's expression darkened as he shouted angrily, "Motor Lola, what's going on? Why didn't the summoning succeed?"
"You haven't added funds yet," Motor Lola explained with a shake of her head.
"…"
Add funds? We were still good friends before this!
Well, Li Hong recalled that he hadn't gone to the bank to withdraw money. He only had a few bucks on him, which wasn't enough.
"Don't worry, our Main God Technology Co., Ltd. supports payment bots and Weakness transfers."
"Alright, how do I do that?" Li Hong was speechless; these guys were really into it, even using payment bots.
"It's already taken care of."
Li Hong was taken aback. Wait, I haven't even entered my password yet!
At that moment, the sound of a text message notification rang out. Li Hong glanced at his phone and saw that indeed, twelve thousand yuan had been transferred away.
Originally, Li Hong was quite wealthy, with at least ninety million still in his account. Unfortunately, that ninety million had already been transferred back by Carmillon's assistant.
As the money disappeared, the atmosphere shifted dramatically, dark clouds gathering and thunder rumbling.
Then a rift appeared in the ground, and members of the Soul Clan began to tumble out like dumplings.
“Ouch, I’m going to die from this fall.”
“…”
With over ten thousand people, this “rain of people” continued for nearly an hour before it finally came to an end.
Li Hong spotted the first one to emerge, Soulmate, but before he could say anything, he was struck by Soulmate’s eccentric outfit.
The ancient-style clothing was one thing—after all, there wasn't much modern attire in the Dou Qi Continent. But why was Soulmate carrying a black pot and wielding a kitchen knife?
“I thought these items might be useful for life here, so I had my clan prepare quite a few,” Soulmate explained with a smile, addressing Li Hong's confusion.
Well, it looked utterly ridiculous. But Soulmate wasn’t wrong; these items were indeed essential for their new life here.
“What about your identification? Didn’t Motor Lola help you sort that out?” Li Hong asked curiously.
“Is this what you mean?”
Receiving the identification card that Soulmate handed over, Li Hong nodded in satisfaction.
In addition to the ID card, there were also necessary documents like the Household Register. As for other items, they could always apply for replacements later under the pretense of loss; there was no rush.
Looking around at the densely packed members of the Soul Clan, Li Hong felt a headache coming on.
Damn it, over ten thousand people might not seem like much in numbers, but seeing them all gathered now was truly overwhelming!
"Soul Clan Leader, listen up. You are now just migrant workers who have moved to the capital to make a living. Do not disclose anything related to other worlds or people, understood?" Although it didn't really matter, Li Hong still felt the need to remind them.
Soulmate nodded; he had already prepared for this and had warned the younger members of the clan.
After that, Li Hong didn't pay much attention. After all, what could happen if Soulmate went out? He could always escape to some mission world and live freely for the rest of his life. If anything could harm him, that would be truly ridiculous.
"Alright, scatter into the city and find your own way to survive." Since they were already here, Li Hong had no interest in taking care of this large group.
Soulmate had chosen to come here himself; he should be prepared for whatever he might encounter.
Soulmate nodded; he had anticipated all of this.
Li Hong retrieved his bicycle and wobbled away.
As for what would happen to the Soul Clan, it was none of his business.
After Li Hong left, under Soulmate's arrangement, groups of a thousand began entering the capital one wave after another.
They were indeed too conspicuous.
With a population of over twenty million in the capital, the Soul Clan made up about one two-thousandth of that. Not to mention, their identical attire made them look more like time-traveling tourists from a drama series.
"It is ten twenty PM in the capital. Welcome to tonight's news. Earlier today, citizens of the capital noticed some strange individuals around them. These people were carrying everyday items and dressed in costumes from television dramas. This peculiar behavior immediately piqued the curiosity of those nearby."
"After investigation, it was found that over ten thousand odd individuals appeared in various corners of the capital. Reportedly, these people are from an ancient village that lacked opportunities for making money, so they collectively moved to the capital."
“Next, let’s have the Soul Clan Leader introduce us to the situation of the Soul Clan.”
“Soulmate: *Ahem*, our Soul Clan has a long history, dating back at least tens of thousands of years.”
“Reporter: But our history is only five thousand years…”
“Soulmate: …That’s not important! What matters is that our Soul Clan has a long history. However, we are quite poor, so in order not to be eliminated by the times, we need to integrate into society.”
“Reporter: So, you mean the Soul Clan has been hidden away all this time? Why are you coming out now?”
“Soulmate: I’m not! We are very poor! In order to…”
Turning off the television, Li Hong covered his face, feeling embarrassed to continue watching. They were clearly set up as a hidden family, yet all they kept saying was how poor they were!
At that moment, Carmillon called.
“Hey Li, I saw the news. Has the Soul Clan Leader arrived yet?”
“Yes, but I assume you didn’t call just for that?” Li Hong picked up a glass of water and took a sip as he asked.
“No, no, no, I really did call about them. Li, do you think it’s really okay to just leave them out there?”
“What’s wrong with that? It’s the Soul Clan’s decision; I’ve tried to advise them.” Li Hong knew very well what a group of penniless folks would face entering the largest city in the country.
Being human himself, he had a deep understanding of human deceit and malice. The pure-hearted members of the Soul Clan were probably starting to regret their decision.
“You can’t just watch them wander the streets and starve without any support, can you?”
“Aren’t you the one who told them to go move bricks?” Li Hong replied lightly.
"However, that's not a long-term solution. You know, they are no longer the Demon Emperor or the Fighting Saint; they are just ordinary people now."
"What exactly do you want?" Li Hong asked thoughtfully.
"Take them in. I'm a foreigner; I can help them, but I can't cover everything."
Li Hong's expression darkened as he snapped, "You can afford to be relaxed with your hundreds of billions. But I'm just a loser writer; how am I supposed to support them?"
"I already have an idea..."
"What idea?" Li Hong was somewhat receptive to Carmillon's suggestion.
Unfortunately, it was a case of wanting to help but lacking the means.
Even if the rights to Breaking Through the Sky were sold, he could only support these folks for a while. He certainly couldn't provide for them for a lifetime. That little bit of money was simply not enough when faced with over ten thousand people.
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