Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! Chapter 184 - Chapter181-A Tense and Thrilling Mini-Game—Art

"Master Pulitzer, can you… can you still hold on?"

Eureka walked up with a helpless smile and asked in a low voice.

"What else can I do if I can't? That damn spellbeast is just too damn infuriating when it talks!

No, I can't stay here any longer—I need to go rest. If you need alchemy, find later."

With that, Pulitzer turned and left in a hurry.

He was afraid that if he stayed near Ironback Centipede a second longer, he'd die of sheer rage!

Kris's Residence

"I've already told Iron Cub and Eureka to bring so spellbeast at. Let's have a BBQ today!

Everyone lend a hand—help skewer the at. Iron Cub will do the grilling!"

Velen turned to Arthur, Eureka, and Clinton with a bright smile.

Clatter!

As he spoke, Velen began pulling out fist-sized Soul Crystal shards from his system space one after another.

Gasp!

Arthur sucked in a sharp breath the mont he saw Velen pull out nothing but massive Soul Crystal chunks.

An ominous feeling welled up in his chest.

What the hell is he going to do with that many Soul Crystals?!

"Your Highness Velen, I an… we're just having a BBQ, right? Why are you taking out all these Soul Crystals?"

With growing unease, Arthur asked.

"To grill the at, of course! After what you said earlier, I had a bold idea."

Velen answered with complete seriousness.

A bold idea, my ass!

You're not actually going to grill at with that stuff… right?

But then—Arthur watched in horror as Velen ignited a Soul Crystal and poured its energy over the at.

He snapped.

WHAT?!

For centuries, Arthur had only ever used a single Soul Crystal—and it broke his heart every ti he thought about it.

And now? Velen was burning hundreds of them just to cook at?!

"Kris! Restrain right now! If I lose control and attack His Highness, you're gonna have to bury yourself!"

Arthur cried, struggling, as Kris grabbed both his arms and held him back.

"First Clinton used the Soul Armor Set to hang his underwear, and now His Highness Velen is BBQing with Soul Crystals!

Does he have it out for specifically? Why is it always getting emotionally tortured?!"

Watching as Velen had Clinton ignite Soul Crystals to grill spellbeast at, Arthur's psyche crumbled further.

"Arthur, you better hold it together… because if you snap, I might be next,"

Kris added rcilessly—clearly living the "better you than " philosophy.

A little while later, Ironback Centipede and Eureka arrived at the courtyard, and everyone got busy.

"One piece! Two pieces! Three pieces!

I can't take it anymore! These spellbeast at chunks were freshly butchered, and each one costs an entire Soul Crystal to grill?!

This is madness!"

Arthur, skewering at, looked completely broken after just a few minutes.

"Arthur, have a drink and rest for a bit."

Seeing Arthur's state, Velen brought over a bottle of wine—Lafite Vintage.

Gulp.

Arthur tried to numb himself with the wine—and imdiately froze.

This wine was divine.

Nothing he'd ever tasted in his centuries of life ca close.

Even after a single sip, his mind was consud by its flavor.

One bottle? Nowhere near enough!

"This wine is called Lafite Vintage.

It's been sealed for ten thousand years. Hate to say it, but even your soul-infused spear isn't worth this one bottle."

"Even people who don't drink beco addicted after tasting it, and other fine wines will forever taste bland in comparison.

But don't worry, I've got Divine Sobriety Elixirs—they'll cure any aftereffects."

As Velen described the wine, Arthur had an ominous feeling in his chest.

"Arthur, just answer this—do you want more of this wine?"

Velen asked seriously.

"Yes!"

Arthur answered without hesitation.

Monts later, Arthur and Kris watched in confusion as Velen hung a half-ter-wide slab of spellbeast at on the wall.

"See those ten rings on the at?

The outermost one is worth 1 point, and the smaller they get, the higher the score. The center ring is worth 10 points!"

"Now you two will each fill a water gun with Soul Crystal liquid and take turns firing blind.

No magic, no strength—whoever scores higher gets a whole bottle of Lafite Vintage!"

After explaining the rules, Velen walked up to Arthur and grinned.

"Soul Crystals are mine—but that wine? If you win, it's all yours."

Wine? Soul Crystals?

Arthur suddenly got it.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Without hesitation, he started blasting wildly.

Clinton watched in awe.

Just earlier, Arthur had been nearly brought to tears over the waste of Soul Crystals.

Now? The man was unloading them like water!

Velen had weaponized Lafite Vintage into a gambling incentive and created a twisted little ga.

BBQ made you silent, but when booze was on the line, you turned into a man possessed!

In the face of wanton extravagance, no one could remain virtuous.

After twenty rounds, Arthur ended up winning thirteen bottles of Lafite Vintage.

"His Highness Velen is terrifying!

Those were Soul Crystals! Arthur's beloved little babies!"

Kris was genuinely stunned to see Arthur joyfully grilling at afterward.

All it took was a mini-ga and thirteen bottles of wine to turn Arthur into this?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!

Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully using today's special item.

Reward: 1,000 Luxury Points a small piece of Soul Crystal ore!

"Huh?"

Velen's interest was piqued.

If he was right, this "Soul Crystal ore" should be the actual mineral that produces Soul Crystals.

BOOM!

With a thunderous crash, a giant Soul Crystal—over ten ters tall—appeared in front of everyone.

"System, you're getting ridiculous.

You call that a small piece?!"

Even Velen himself was stunned at the colossal crystal now towering in front of them.

"Holy sh*t!"

Arthur and Kris shouted in unison.

Now they finally understood why Velen was so wasteful.

Because the guy was filthy rich!

Arthur recalled how he had once treasured a fist-sized Soul Crystal like it was gold.

Now? He just felt like a broke peasant.