Chen Shu ignored the expressions on their faces and continued,
"Back then, we angered it. We were at least several kilometers apart when a blinding white light appeared in its mouth and shot directly at us!"
Chen Shu's eyes widened in fear, his acting skills were definitely Oscar-worthy.
Everyone couldn't help but start to believe him.
"Fortunately, the mutated thunderbird was fast, and we successfully left the spatial channel. But even so, the skill's power penetrated space, causing the current outcome!"
The three Imperial Dragon Guards remained silent, their minds racing.
Although Chen Shu's story sounded absurd, it was actually plausible.
If a Silver Lord appeared, destroying the spatial channel was within its capabilities.
The crucial point was that they couldn't travel to the异空间 (yì kōng jiān - alien dimension) to verify it!
The three exchanged glances, their faces showing a mixture of belief and doubt.
Besides believing him, they couldn't find any other explanation.
Even though rumors said Chen Shu had advanced technology, if China couldn't develop it, how could a high school slacker achieve it?
Chen Shu still wore a fearful expression, but he was thinking to himself:
"The Silver Monarch has committed many evils, what does that have to do with me, the South River Scoundrel?"
If the fire dragon from the alien dimension knew about Chen Shu's fabricated story, it would probably want to scatter his ashes.
Not only was it the biggest victim, but it had also been framed,
A true tragedy of beastly life!
"These are our spoils!"
To enhance his credibility, Chen Shu directly opened the eight urea bags.
"Huh?"
Everyone's eyes widened in unison, and their expressions instantly changed!
Inside the plain urea bags were gleaming medicinal herbs of various kinds.
Each plant was worth hundreds of thousands, as they were the main ingredients for formulating Black Iron grade medicinal potions.
If all eight bags were full, their value would likely be at least hundreds of millions.
The actual value of medicinal herbs was often higher, and even Silver Beast Tamers were tempted.
"You believe me now, right? The new alien dimension is practically paved with treasures!"
Chen Shu still felt he hadn't had enough, it was like picking up money.
Xue Ziming clenched his fists. If he had gone along, would he be rich now?
But if he had dared to go, Chen Shu would have sold him out the first chance he got.
"Alright!"
Wang Xuanyang spoke up, "Since the crisis has been resolved, our mission is considered complete!"
Seeing that everyone was about to retreat, Chen Shu immediately stopped them.
"Wait, what about the government's rewards?"
The system's rewards, the medicinal herbs from the alien dimension, and the government's rewards,
He wanted it all!
Wang Xuanyang looked back and said, "We'll give you a banner tomorrow. What do you want written on it? You can pre-order!"
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. What good was this virtual honor?!
"I want money!!"
Wang Xuanyang's eyes widened. "You're not hiding anything at all!"
"It was accomplished by both of you, so the credit is naturally shared. But because you're not an Imperial Dragon Guard, you can't receive internal resources,"
Xu Yi explained, also realizing that Chen Shu was not someone to be trifled with.
If they were cornered, the Imperial Dragon Guards might have to bleed heavily.
Chen Shu's eyes rolled. "I don't need money, but you have to let me appear on China's national television, and present the banner publicly to commend me!"
"He's still a young man, caring so much about reputation."
Wang Xuanyang smiled. "No problem at all. What do you want written on the banner?"
"South River Scoundrel!"
"???"
The three Imperial Dragon Guards looked at him with blank expressions.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Chen Shu asked. One of his life's ambitions was to make the name "South River Scoundrel" resonate worldwide, and China was just the first step!
"Don't you think that's absurd?"
Wang Xuanyang's forehead was covered in black lines. "The government giving you a banner with 'South River Scoundrel' written on it?!"
"This is the height of absurdity, taken to the extreme!"
"Change it!"
The three Imperial Dragon Guards flatly rejected it. It was simply impossible.
Publicly commending a scoundrel in front of the whole nation was pure madness!
"Then I don't want it! I'll give all the credit to Sister Fang Si!"
Chen Shu shrugged. Without "South River Scoundrel," any other title felt wrong.
It seemed his ideal could only be achieved by himself; official promotion was out of the question.
"Fine. Since there's nothing else, let's withdraw!"
Seeing the three about to leave again, Chen Shu immediately called out, "Wait!"
"What is it now?"
"You still owe me eleven million!"
In an instant, Wang Xuanyang mounted his golden bird and vanished without a trace.
The other two Imperial Dragon Guards didn't escape as quickly as Old Wang.
They silently vowed to themselves: "We absolutely cannot get entangled with this kid!"
Chen Shu's gaze shifted to Xue Ziming below. "How much per jin for your eagle meat? Money is no object!!"
As soon as he said this, Chen Shu and Fang Si's eyes gleamed like hungry wolves, sending a chill down one's spine.
"Brother Xu! Take me with you!"
Xue Ziming looked terrified. If he stayed any longer, both his contracted spirits would likely be cooked.
His black giant eagle was already severely injured and could absolutely not defeat Fang Si.
Not to mention Chen Shu, whose abilities he couldn't gauge.
A regular Beast Tamer daring to venture into an unexplored alien dimension? He wouldn't believe it even if beaten to death.
Soon, everyone except Chen Shu and Fang Si had left the area.
As for the cleanup, that was the responsibility of the Spirit Suppression Bureau.
"Alas, I didn't get to eat eagle meat, a pity!"
Chen Shu sighed and also left the area, returning to the city of Nanjiang.
Immediately, Chen Shu went to the flower and bird market and bought all the female birds, giving them as rewards to the mutated thunderbird.
It had no interest in the priceless medicinal herbs.
It seemed only female birds were its true calling!
The mutated thunderbird, carrying a large cage, was returning with a full load.
Chen Shu, dragging the eight urea bags, returned to the residential area with Fang Si.
Passersby cast strange glances, but no one dared to believe that the ordinary urea bags contained hundreds of millions of Chinese yuan.
This was what it meant to be rich and low-key!
The two were about to return home to divide the spoils, but Fang Si refused.
"The medicinal herbs are yours! The Imperial Dragon Guards' rewards are more useful to me!"
Fang Si left directly. Her two contracted spirits were perfectly cultivated Black Iron grade, and now they needed Silver grade resources.
Chen Shu did not refuse and took the medicinal herbs back to his home.
The next morning, Chen Shu arrived at a shop in the black market.
"Brother Tianba, put the medicinal herbs out."
Wang Tianba and the others opened the urea bags and were stunned when they saw the prices Chen Shu had marked.
"Young Master Chen, this flower is worth two hundred thousand?!"
Everyone swallowed hard, shocked to the core.
Wang Tianba leaned in and said in a low voice,
"Young Master Chen, although this is the black market, it's best not to engage in such large-scale fraud, as the Spirit Suppression Bureau will intervene."
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Do I look like someone who sells fake goods?"