Chapter 382

Chapter 382: The Gift from the River of Fate

Su Wen sat nearby, munching on sunflower seeds and oranges while watching the God of Theater tease the Fighting God.

As the saying goes, it’s best to discipline children early.

The immensely powerful Fighting God should take advantage of this moment to train; otherwise, will he wait until others become immortal half-gods before he decides to train?

By then, who knows who will be training whom.

After chatting for a while and enjoying some jokes about the Fighting God, the God of Theater got up to leave.

Following the suggestion of a certain reckless person, everyone began to play mahjong on New Year’s Eve to vent their Inner Emotions.

With the God of Theater absent, Xiao Feng stepped in to take his place.

Fortunately, the Wind God had some knowledge of mahjong rules and was eager to give it a try.

Mo Xiaosu sat at the back, moving around to observe the four players’ mahjong skills, determined to learn the rules and techniques in the shortest possible time and smoothly take over if someone wanted to opt out.

“To be fair, no one is allowed to cheat!”

The Star God waved his right hand, and the world around them changed.

Immediately, a high platform built by star pillars rose up, with the four players seated at the east, south, west, and north positions, ready to draw tiles.

The Wind God looked around and sighed in regret.

Then, on the starry high platform, phantom marks representing the four individuals appeared.

At that moment, if an ordinary person were to see this, they would never imagine it was just a method for divine fate bearers to play mahjong.

“Since we’re playing, there has to be a wager, right?”

The Fighting God said excitedly, “After all, playing without a bet isn’t fun.”

Beside him, the Star God glanced deeply at the Fighting God and said, “What wager do you want?”

“If I win the most in the end, can we avoid discussing the spiritual bug matter entirely, and also, if any new issues arise in the future, can I get a few free passes?”

“Sure.”

“And what about your wagers?”

“A wager is a relative concept, so I won’t take advantage of you; I’ll just set it as the opposite of yours!”

“What do you mean?”

A feeling of unease suddenly surged in the Fighting God’s heart.

“What I mean is, if I win, I’ll take the opportunity to promote the matter of the spiritual bug, so that everyone is aware of the dangers of the Arrow Realm and strives to avoid falling into traps, allowing you to become a nationwide hero against the bugs.”

“……”

Beside them, Su Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, “I’m the same as the Star God.”

The spectacle may be fun, but more importantly, as he grasped the God of Wealth’s Mark, the Arrow Realm and the Demigod clan likely would not resist anymore.

However, it was essential to make sure that everyone doesn’t perceive the Arrow Realm and the Demigod clan as friendly and reliable; they must be made aware of the conspiracies of the Arrow Realm while still being given some room for imagination.

If China didn’t have such strong suppression power, would the current China still be enjoying such prosperity?

To grab the public’s attention, the event must involve someone in a high and significant position.

Fighting God!

Divine Fate Bearer!

Deputy Editor of Martial Arts Monthly!

Future president of various great war battlefields!

So, Fighting God is the perfect fit.

The issue with the spiritual bug has been resolved. While it didn’t cause major trouble in the main Time and Space, it still packs a serious punch.

And let’s be honest, no one would ever want to experience where those spiritual bugs were planted.

So… if this plan is going to work, Fighting God will have to take one for the team.

“Count me in!”

Wind God raised his hand, grinning with excitement.

This is going to be so much fun!

Fighting God: “……”

What’s going on?

He just made a tiny suggestion, right?

Why does it suddenly feel like he’s being singled out?

“Alright, let’s get started!”

Star God laughed and spoke up.

As soon as he finished, mahjong tiles made of starlight began to form and shuffle.

In a flash, everything was set.

“Dice rolled a six, so the God of Wealth goes first.”

Following Star God’s cue, Su Wen started drawing tiles and arranging them in a way that suited him.

At first, Fighting God’s tile arrangement was pretty similar to Su Wen’s.

But then, as if sensing something, he started deliberately mixing them up.

Wind God, on the other hand, never bothered sorting his tiles—he just lined them up from left to right.

As for Star God, from the moment he picked up his tiles to when he set them down, he kept them face down, never revealing a single one.

At one point, he even started shuffling his tiles randomly out of sheer boredom.

This whole scene made Fighting God’s brow furrow.

From the start, Fighting God had been keeping a close eye on Star God.

The God of Wealth? Clearly a rookie!

If you follow the logical order, arranging the tiles should be straightforward, and by watching the tiles played, you could figure things out quickly.

And Wind God… if he couldn’t use his wind-based powers to read hearts, he was basically just a kid playing around.

Am I not even as good as an elementary school student?

So the biggest threat lies with the Star God.

But as the Star God’s moves became more and more absurd, he gradually stopped paying attention.

Soon, the battle on the mahjong table heated up.

Tiny beads of sweat started to form on Fighting God’s forehead.

This kind of entertainment made him even more nervous than fighting on the battlefield!

"Hmm?"

After playing over a dozen rounds, the Star God frowned slightly.

He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Fighting God’s reaction ability and coping skills had improved significantly.

"Is the struggle on the mahjong table still considered a struggle?"

The Star God raised an eyebrow as a wild thought crossed his mind.

But since Fighting God had such potential, as a comrade, he felt it was his duty to help develop it.

So, he decided to stop holding back!

Happy times always fly by quickly.

Before anyone noticed, the clock struck midnight, marking the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The moment it hit twelve, Su Wen received a notification.

In the next instant, he focused his mind and rewarded the River of Fate with ten million riches.

He hadn’t forgotten the proposal from the river of Time and Space.

Exchanging ten million riches for a chance for resurrection seemed worth it to him.

But just as the river of Time and Space understood the River of Fate, he felt the River of Fate would also understand the river of Time and Space.

As soon as he returned from the sub-timelines, he gave the River of Fate a reward.

Although he had valid reasons and claimed it was to express gratitude, it still felt a bit off, didn’t it?

But giving gifts during the New Year was a different story!

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, according to Chinese customs, it’s normal to give red envelopes and gifts.

At most, his red envelope was a bit on the large side.

Considering the size of his red envelope, it would be quite normal for the River of Fate to give him a return gift, right?

Most importantly, the act of giving red envelopes during the New Year had nothing to do with the river of Time and Space!

So wouldn’t the River of Fate be a bit happier?

If it was very happy, it would make sense to give him a little more, wouldn’t it?

【Dear God of Wealth, the River of Fate has received your goodwill.】

【Here, the entire River of Fate has gained a deeper understanding of your friendship, esteemed God of Wealth.】

【To put it in ancient Chinese terms, the gift may be light, but the sentiment is deep.】

【Therefore, as decided by the entire staff of the River of Fate, we have decided to present you with two small gifts, and we hope you won’t find them lacking.】