Crossing the Timeline: Is It Reasonable for Me, the God of Wealth, To Be Short on Money? Chapter 102

"Why does this flag seem a bit ominous?"

Su Wen scratched his head, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

Yes!

Even if victory is truly achieved in the future, he probably wouldn’t know how many tis he had traveled through Ti and Space.

The tilines created and destroyed in his hands would likely reach an astonishing number.

Having such an experience can feel sowhat exhausting.

So, helping the God of Theater spread theater culture after victory actually sounds quite good.

But the imagined future seems too bright, and hearing himself speak with a tone that feels like he’s forcing a flag into existence makes him uneasy.

"Master, you might be overthinking it."

Yuanbao spoke up: "The Path of Wealth can disturb Ti and Space, breaking the boundaries between Duality, so from the mont you awakened, it was destined that the human camp would achieve ultimate victory."

Su Wen gently shook his head, saying, "I hope I’m just overthinking!"

Then he looked at the chaos in the Ti and Space interface, noticing that his self from the sub-tilines vanished after saying a few last words.

[The main Ti and Space hasn’t seen that quirky dead narrator for many years; I actually miss him.]

[As expected, the words I’m saying now are being conveyed through that dead narrator’s voice, right?]

[I’ve considered the identity of that dead narrator. When chaos in Ti and Space starts, he only appears after you arrive in the future sub-tilines.]

[Moreover, given the river of ti’s nature of doing business, it’s very likely that he is connected to the river of ti.]

[Of course, there’s another possibility: this dead narrator might be a product derived from the complete identity of the God of Wealth, and you’ll figure out the aning behind it yourself over ti.]

[Wrecking Ti and Space, with no sha, black-hearted and foolish God of Wealth! After receiving a wealth of information from your future self, you fell into deep thought.]

[After a mont of silence, you looked at the scene of the Martial Arts Monthly headquarters and directed Du Guowei to gather what he deed useful and concise martial arts theories from the past twenty years.]

[Du Guowei had already anticipated your decision.]

[Under your guidance, the powerful Wealth Spirit, Wealth Ghost, and Wealth Dream acted like emotionless movers, listening to Du Guowei as they began searching for various materials in the Martial Arts Monthly headquarters.]

[Du Guowei picked up one of his own books, "Imagination of Martial Arts Types," flipping through it while starting to explain to you.]

[Listening to Du Guowei’s explanation made you feel like you were back in high school.]

[But for the future of the country and humanity, you had to work hard to learn.]

[What you learn ans that the next tiline’s Huaxia will benefit from it.]

[Wealth Spirit, Wealth Ghost, and Wealth Dream helped while also starting to contact their friends in the Path of Wealth.]

[A riot broke out at the Mount Sea Battlefield, and news of the God of Wealth’s Return might already have reached the strange beings, so there was no need to proceed secretly any longer.]

[Most importantly, the various materials and rare treasures that Du Guowei asked them to collect had beco outdated, making it troubleso to find them, so they planned to bring in more people to help.]

[Friends share happiness and bear hardships together!]

[Through Du Guowei’s explanations, you gained an in-depth understanding of "Imagination of Martial Arts Types"…]

[……]

Su Wen glanced at the list of learning tasks below and knew that his future self was about to embark on a tough and grueling study journey.

Being a second-level God of Wealth and a third-tier warrior, handling a bit of multitasking was no big deal for him.

As for the narrator’s snarky comnts, he simply chose to ignore them.

He was still just a rookie, only a second-level God of Wealth; overthinking wouldn’t help.

After keeping a small part of his focus on the chaos in ti and space, he didn’t linger in the God of Wealth’s office.

"God of Theater, if I need to get sothing done, who should I contact?"

Su Wen asked, looking at the God of Theater.

"See that red phone over there?"

Without turning around, the God of Theater, who was busy teaching Mo Xiaosu about the Arrow Realm, replied, "No need to dial. Just pick it up and state your request."

"Soone will handle it for you. If it’s about a fate bearer, have them transfer you to the Special Operations Managent Center."

"Once connected, identify yourself and explain your issue."

Su Wen nodded. "Got it."

He picked up the red phone.

"Hello."

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"There’s soone important—an undergraduate at Imperial Capital Normal University nad Du Guowei. Bring him to ; I need to speak with him."

"Understood!"

"One more thing."

Su Wen added, "I need a building in the Imperial Capital. How soon can you arrange that?"

The voice on the other end grew serious. "Sir, is it urgent?"

"Not extrely urgent, but the sooner, the better."

"Yes, sir! We’ll get it done!"

"That’s all for now."

"Goodbye, sir!"

After hanging up, Su Wen lowered his head, lost in thought.

After a mont, he asked, "God of Theater, do we all have military ranks? If so, what’s mine?"

The God of Theater paused his explanation and looked at Su Wen. "God of Wealth, when you t Wealth Spirit, you must’ve noticed a lot of soldiers, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, there’s a saying in this building. Do you know what it is?"

"What?"

"Masked ones start as Major Generals!"

"……"

Su Wen was stunned. "So, I’m a Major General now?"

When he first awakened as a fate bearer, Li Wenze had ntioned ranks, starting at deputy departnt level benefits.

But he never expected to already be at the Major General level.

"That’s the minimum. The Body Refinent thods you’ve created are a huge asset to the country."

The God of Theater explained, "Internally, they can rapidly enhance the army’s combat power."

"Externally, they can fetch the technology and high-precision equipnt the nation needs."

He paused, then added, "But for us, military ranks don’t matter much."

"Major General or General—what’s the difference?"

"In the near future, fate bearers with the character ‘God’ will stand at the frontlines, shielding the nation from harm."

"So, improving your strength and level is what truly matters."

Nearby, Mo Xiaosu raised her hand. "God of Theater, will I get to wear a mask too?"

The God of Theater patted her head and smiled. "Do you want to wear one?"

"Yes! With a mask, I’d be a General!"

"Then you’ll need to focus, listen to my instructions about the training, and prepare well for the Arrow Realm."

"If I pass the Arrow Realm training, will I beco a General?"

"Exactly!"

"……"

anwhile, at Imperial Capital Normal University, Du Guowei, who had been dozing off in class, suddenly jolted awake.

"Why do I feel like I’m having a heart attack all of a sudden?"

"Am I sick?"

"Let check online. Even if I am, it’s probably nothing serious."