I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror
Chapter 262 - 229: Tycoon Mu Xitang

Chapter 262: Chapter 229: Tycoon Mu Xitang

"How much money are we talking about?"

That wasn’t difficult to figure out.

Soon, two people carried over a large scale.

First, they weighed the total mass of the gold notes: just over ninety kilograms.

Then, they used an extremely precise small scale to weigh a single gold note at about 1.15 grams.

Thus, it could be deduced that 50w yuan was 100 notes, which equaled to 115 grams.

One kilogram would be roughly 430w yuan.

So, a sack containing 90 kilograms would be about 387 million yuan.

Two sacks would then amount to approximately 774 million yuan.

Of course, this calculation was based on the face value as mentioned in "Analog Horror."

The so-called gold notes didn’t contain any actual gold, and their weight was nearly identical to Dragon Country’s one hundred yuan banknotes.

The material they were made of still needed analysis.

Moreover, this was the minimum amount; apart from the notes with a 5000 denomination, there were also many with denominations of ten thousand yuan.

But Mu Xitang didn’t care, suggesting that calculating the minimum amount was fine; one must be modest in life!

The most important thing was.

Currently, nobody knew whether these gold notes were actually a universally accepted currency in "Analog Horror."

If these things could be universally used, then their potential for use was just too strong...

"Leader Li, we’ve just received a call; Lighthouse Country is willing to exchange US Dollars for the gold notes Lord Xi Tang brought out, with an exchange rate of 1:125."

Leader Li snorted coldly, thinking to himself that the Qing Dynasty was long gone, and these blond-haired folks were still living in a dream.

"Pah! 1:125? Do they really think these gold notes are worthless paper? Even if it were 1:1, I wouldn’t glance at them twice!"

"Uh, Leader, 125 is the rate they’re offering..."

Huh?

Everyone was stunned.

Lighthouse Country values these gold notes so highly?

They don’t seem that useful, nor are they particularly precious items, right?

Lighthouse Country just wanted to tell Dragon Country, "You’re not hungry, so you don’t understand the plight of the hungry."

How twisted and bandit-like is Jiang Xiao of Dragon Country?

Of course, he wouldn’t care if it cost him nothing.

But we can’t say the same!

If it weren’t for that last bite of cake, Jack might have starved to death within the Kaidan.

If these gold notes were accepted as currency, they wouldn’t just talk about 125, they’d be willing to pay 1:1000!

"So are you saying that Sect Hierarch Xi Tang’s money is equivalent to 96.7 billion US Dollars?"

"Hiss, if we convert it to Dragon Country’s currency, wouldn’t that be nearly 700 billion?"

"700 billion, is that a lot?" The pink-haired little one clearly had no concept of money.

"Leader, should we exchange with Lighthouse Country then..."

"Of course not! And another thing, go talk to the other three nations, tell them they are not allowed to exchange either!"

"You can rest assured, Leader; those three nations have already contacted us, deferring to our decision. We say no, and they definitely won’t say yes!"

That’s good; it seems they at least had some sense of self-awareness.

"Leader, they have offered to give us half of the gold notes their national choosers brought out, what do you think?"

Hearing this, several of the old men laughed.

"No need, let them keep it for themselves."

The other side was really too considerate.

Of course, reciprocating courtesy with greater courtesy is our great country’s way of dealing with things.

...

"Hey, if you’re going to sleep, sleep properly; can you not sleep on the money?"

Jiang Xiao was adjusting Mu Xitang’s sleeping posture.

Ever since she learned about the purchasing power of her money, she had spread the gold notes on her bed, stubbornly refusing to leave it.

And sure enough.

She even had to have Jiang Xiao bring her meals to her bed.

"No! Heaven is dead, the Yellow Sky should rise! With this money, I can enlist troops and horses, and build my own Mysterious Kingdom!"

The pink-haired dreamer kept indulging in her delightful daydreams.

"When the time comes, what Kaidan? I’ll be the Kaidan! What rules? I’ll set the rules! Exchanging for mother? Pah! I’ll just take my men and rescue mother myself! Why exchange anything!"

Alright, alright...

Quite the robber’s principle.

"You’re not going into the Kaidan next time."

Huh?

The pink-haired one did a carp flip and sprung to life, her face filled with disbelief.

"It’s for your own good, daddy, uh, actually, daddy has come down with a condition, so let me check it out first next time, okay?"

That dual personality’s passive.

Jiang Xiao genuinely worried that his brain might become uncontrollable.

It was an SSS-grade condition, on the same level as his own talents.

He truly might not be able to control it.

And he had never intended to let Mu Xitang follow them into the game.

What if there was another existence like Martha that could restrain Mu Xitang’s power?

Indeed.

Now, with her scepter always at hand, even the Priest had to deal with her aggressive behavior, so theoretically, she should not be restrained.

But anything could happen in Kaidan, and Jiang Xiao did not want any surprises.

Especially when his own brain might be occupied by a bunch of messy things!

He couldn’t guarantee he would be able to look after the little pink-haired one.

"Hmm, even though you didn’t enter the Kaidan, I still have a mission for you."

"What?"

"Explore the powers of the scepter and the ritual garments thoroughly. I have already spoken to those old men, you can do whatever you want with them."

"Alright..."

At this point, Mu Xitang had no choice but to accept her fate.

However, her desire to recruit followers was not reduced in the slightest; she still longed for her own "Weird Empire."

The casualty rate for this Kaidan was the lowest ever, with only about seventy-five percent fatalities.

Perhaps no one anticipated that the Kaidan, which was expected to last about five days, was speedrun by Jiang Xiao in just two and a half days~

"Aren’t you going to take these two items?"

The military leaders at the headquarters couldn’t understand Jiang Xiao’s decision to leave the scepter and ritual garments with Mu Xitang.

Bearing these items into the game, one could say, would have greatly enhanced Jiang Xiao’s abilities.

But Jiang Xiao had made up his mind and planned to go in empty-handed and fight hard.

In fact, there was only one reason for not taking the equipment.

Outside, Jiang Xiao could ensure his brain was functioning normally, but what about once inside?

What if he lost the scepter? That would be a huge loss.

"However, you could take along some cash."

"That’s acceptable."

Jiang Xiao didn’t reject the suggestion to bring some money.

It was that very night.

The familiar voice enveloped the globe once more.

"The Analog Horror game is about to descend, selecting the Chosen Ones now."

It’s coming!

Jiang Xiao tensed up.

This time, only 66 live streaming rooms lit up.

"Dragon Country: Jiang Xiao"

"Sakura Country: Xiao Ya"

"Lighthouse Country: Jack"

"Bear Country: Rokov"

...

Quickly, Jiang Xiao found himself back in the familiar white space.

"Ding, the game is about to begin, players please activate your talent effect one: Imagination."

"Imagination role lock-in in progress..."

"Imagination role lock-in in progress..."

"Ding, detected host has too many characters in his imagination, imagination failed."

"Ding, imagination successful."

"Jiang Xiao effect: Spirit disarray, effect unknown..."

What the hell?

How can it fail and then succeed?

But this "Jiang Xiao effect"... does it mean I’ve imagined myself as the character?

Looking at his body which was responsive as an arm, Jiang Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

"Hehehe, finally I can let loose for once, it should have always been like this! I hate having my body possessed by all that random stuff."

Kaidan, which had intended to remain silent, couldn’t help but mock after seeing Jiang Xiao’s smug demeanor.

Analog Horror: "Really?"

"Of course! Just watch, I’ll make seven or eight weird items this time to show you!"

Analog Horror: "What do you need weird items for?"

"Oh my god, I seriously can’t believe you’d even ask. Of course, I’m going to give them to my best friend Zhang Dabiao as a birthday present. You know, he’s been motherless since childhood and has always lived under a rock in Bikini Bottom."

Analog Horror: "..."

Analog Horror: "If Zhang Dabiao lives under a rock, then where does your good friend Pai Daxing live?"

Jiang Xiao raised an eyebrow, seemingly not understanding why the other party would ask such a stupid question.

"I know, Pai Daxing lives in the Heavenly Master Mansion. When he was young, he also participated in the Ping’an County battle and the development of the 3-nanometer photolithography machine under ’Punk Boss’."

Analog Horror: "..."

Well, there’s nothing more to say.

"Ding, the game begins, entering the Kaidan world, the ever-spinning hospital."

"Difficulty level eight stars, external hints disabled."

Guided by the light, Jiang Xiao hummed a song and disappeared from the barrier.

"Poplar wooden shoulder pole, so slippery and smooth... Brother and sister yay, Hallelujah..."

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