novelaction Chapter 421 So this is what parting is like... 99 Goodbye
Chapter 421 So this is what parting is like... 99 Goodbye
"The number 11 male god's feelings towards the host..."
"........."
The next second, Emperor Si Nian's data panel popped up.
Name: Emperor Sinian.
Age: 29 years old.
Height: 195cm.
Weight: 73 kg.
Appearance: 96 points.
No. 11 Male God's favorability towards the host: 101 points (the strategy is successful if the favorability reaches 98 points)
The host's spending on male god number 11: 1688 billion...
"Ding~ It is detected that the favorability of male god No. 11 towards the host has reached 101 points. Congratulations to the host for successfully capturing the enemy."
"The host spent 1688 billion on male god number 11, and the tenfold return is in effect..."
"Ten times the rebate has been received, please check it!!!"
"Congratulations, host, you have received the Chosen One Gift Pack..."
Previously, the system gave out mystery gift packs, mystery points gift packs, or other gift packs. This time, after successfully defeating the Chosen One, the system gave out this Chosen Daughter gift pack. What is that?
It can't be as simple and crude as: because she successfully captured the Chosen One, she was granted the title of Chosen Daughter.
So cringeworthy!!
Don't.
Thinking it over, Lin Yaoyao took a deep breath before silently saying, "Open the Chosen One Gift Pack."
As a sound effect similar to special effects rang out, system notification sounds followed.
"Opened successfully. Congratulations, host, on replacing the original Chosen One and becoming the Chosen Daughter..."
"Congratulations, host, for gaining points."
"Congratulations, host, on achieving your goal of becoming the world's richest person."
"Congratulations, host, you have gained +200 IQ..."
"Congratulations, host, you have gained +80 to your emotional intelligence..."
"Congratulations, host, your appearance score has reached 100 points..."
"Congratulations, host..."
"..."
"........."
The notification sounds kept coming one after another, making Lin Yaoyao's ears hurt.
Just as the notification tone ended, her phone rang again. She didn't know who was calling, but it was an overseas call.
Lin Yaoyao had just achieved her goal of becoming the world's richest person, and she had a gut feeling that this call might be related to that, so after a slight hesitation, she still chose to answer it.
"Hello, are you Ms. Lin Yaoyao?" A sweet, warm, and respectful female voice came from the other end of the phone. "Hello, I'm a reporter from the Wall Street Journal. I'd like to interview you. Do you have some time?"
The Wall Street Journal?
Lin Yaoyao vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a relatively well-known overseas media organization.
Is this an interview?
Just in time.
"I have time, but..." Lin Yaoyao hesitated.
"Ms. Lin, please feel free to make any requests you may have. As long as it's within our capabilities, we will do our utmost to ensure your satisfaction."
Lin Yaoyao: "What I wanted to say is that I have no plans to leave China for the time being. If you want to interview me, please come to China."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then a quick reply came through, "No problem, Ms. Lin. Which city in China are we going to?"
Lin Yaoyao: "Qingcheng!"
After receiving the call from the Wall Street Journal, she quickly received calls from more than a dozen other media outlets, all of whom wanted to interview her.
Yes.
Everyone was curious about who Lin Yaoyao, the newly crowned world's richest woman, really was, and everyone wanted to get their hands on firsthand interview materials.
There's no difference between accepting one interview and accepting 100 interviews; it's all about getting together and letting everyone ask questions. So Lin Yaoyao agreed to all of them and set the time for 2 PM tomorrow in the banquet hall on the second floor of the Qingcheng Hotel.
Answering the phone would be too noisy, and Lin Yaoyao was afraid of disturbing Di Si Nian, so she went downstairs to the garden of Di Yuan.
The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was gentle.
The flowers in the yard are in bloom, their fragrance filling the air.
Lin Yaoyao put away her phone, leaned back in her recliner, looked at the sky, and silently opened the points mall.
There were many things she could buy, but she didn't really want to buy anything right now, so she looked around for a while and then left.
So, where did the 99% who got rich overnight go?
She has already accomplished the task of becoming the world's richest person, yet it hasn't reacted at all?
"99, are you there?"
"99......"
"99, where are you?"
"99......"
"........."
Lin Yaoyao called out many, many times, but received no response whatsoever.
She frowned slightly and muttered to herself, "Damn system, I knew you were unreliable."
She had just finished complaining when 99% of the people who became rich suddenly came back to life.
"Host, this system isn't dead yet. Is it appropriate for you to speak ill of this system behind its back?"
Lin Yaoyao: “…”
There's a saying that you shouldn't talk about someone behind their back, but the system isn't human either, so how come...
As Lin Yaoyao was pondering this, Baofu99 suddenly said to her, "Host, this system is leaving."
"Huh?" Lin Yaoyao exclaimed incredulously, raising her voice involuntarily, "Go? Where to?"
Get Rich 99: "Host, you have achieved your goal of becoming the world's richest person. This system is going to the next small world to bind to a new host."
Lin Yaoyao hasn't known Baofu99 for very long, but it's because of it that she has everything she has now, so it's hard not to feel reluctant to part with it.
Do you really have to leave?
"Get Rich Quick 99: Yes, host. You can continue to use the points mall until you run out of points, at which point it will automatically close. Wishing you a lifetime of happiness and joy. This system is leaving, bye-bye~"
Bao Fu 99 left without a word, not giving Lin Yaoyao a chance to speak again.
When she finally realized what was happening and called "99," no matter what she did, a mechanical voice would no longer ring in her ears, calling her "host."
Not in a good mood, Lin Yaoyao aimlessly opened the points mall, browsing here and there.
I don't know which button I clicked, but I ended up back on the main panel of the system interface.
The topmost column displayed: System disconnected!
Lin Yaoyao was stunned for two seconds, then her eyes suddenly reddened...
Just then, Grandpa Di returned from outside and asked her with concern, "Yaoyao, why are you crying?"
Lin Yaoyao had no idea she was crying until Old Master Di asked her, at which point she instinctively raised her hand and touched her cheek.
She only touched it once, and her palm was covered in tears.
Lin Yaoyao: “…”
So this is what separation is!
99, you gave me a second chance at life.
Wherever you go, I will always remember you...
...
The next day!
The scene of various media outlets interviewing Lin Yaoyao.
She was wearing a haute couture gown, radiant and dazzling, and smiled brightly and charmingly at the crowd of cameras!
"Ms. Lin... may I ask how you turned the tide and reached the pinnacle of your life?"
Lin Yaoyao: "Money power..."
Then, a female reporter took over.
She looked to be in her early twenties, yet she became the youngest and only female richest person in history: Lin Yaoyao.
"Ms. Lin, may I ask you a question on behalf of all the women in the world?"
Lin Yaoyao nodded, which was taken as agreement.
The female reporter cleared her throat and asked, "Men have held power and wealth for thousands of years. Ms. Lin, what makes you think you can turn the tide all by yourself?"
Lin Yaoyao glanced at the female reporter, then her gaze shifted to the live-streaming camera. "Because I'm more clear-headed than you all, all I want is to be a rich woman, manipulating power and men at will..."
This was a global live broadcast, and Lin Yaoyao's words instantly reached the ears of women all over the world.
They were utterly shocked.
They were filled with passion.
They also want to stand up like Lin Yaoyao and take control of their lives again...