Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! Chapter 207 - Chapter204-I Treated You Like a Brother, But Y

"Velen? What are you doing here?"

Seeing Velen appear in front of him, Kidd couldn't help but get excited, stepping forward with glowing eyes.

"What else could I be here for?"

"Obviously, I heard you were living in misery out here, so I ca to pull you out of the flas and rescue you from your tornt!"

Before Velen could elaborate, soone nearby finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hey, have you two forgotten I'm standing right here?" Lucas interjected, his face dark and voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Fat Bro, who's this guy?" Velen turned to Kidd, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Oh, Velen bro, that's Lucas—he's the Grand Senator of our Holy Light Temple."

"Ever since I beca a Judgnt Swordman, Lucas has been the one guiding , helping grow stronger."

Noticing Lucas's expression getting darker by the second, Kidd hurriedly gave a respectful and quick explanation.

Velen nodded in understanding, then suddenly asked his system:

"System, I haven't officially taken Kidd in as my disciple yet, but I've already reserved him as one of my top ten students. Since Lucas has been looking after him all this ti, how about I give him a small token of appreciation? Say, one million advanced mana crystals? That shouldn't be too much, right?"

"Ding! The amount is within acceptable range for wasteful extravagance."

Huh?

Lucas blinked in confusion when Velen suddenly tossed a spatial ring at him.

"This... what's this?"

He probed it with his spiritual sense—and imdiately his expression changed. His eyes widened with disbelief.

Inside the ring were one million advanced mana crystals.

Lucas had certainly heard the legends: that Velen was infamous for his outrageous, showy spending and tossing around rare treasures like candy. But he never imagined the rumors were so... ta in comparison to the reality.

A million advanced mana crystals? Just handed over like it was loose change? Lucas could only stare at Velen like he was so kind of walking treasure mine.

"Mr. Lucas, these advanced mana crystals—" Velen was about to explain when Lucas suddenly interrupted with an outstretched hand and a grave tone.

"Your Highness Velen, say no more. I understand!"

...Huh?

You understand?

Understand what exactly?

"Kidd, go on now. Go have fun with His Highness Velen."

"As for your ntor back at the temple, I'll talk to them for you. Don't worry—you won't be punished when you return."

Lucas looked at Kidd sincerely as he gave his blessing.

Both Kidd and Velen were stunned speechless.

"Mr. Lucas, who said I was taking him out of here?" Velen finally asked, thoroughly baffled.

"You're not?" Lucas looked equally confused. "Didn't you say you were here to rescue him from misery?"

"And that one million advanced mana crystals wasn't a bribe for to let him go?"

WHAT THE—!?

A bribe!?

That was just a thank-you gift for your ti and effort!

This is insane!

Velen genuinely wanted to cry. Why was it that everyone else who transmigrated got to deal with bloodthirsty warlords or cold-hearted schers... but the people he t all seed to be mind-readers with the most deranged imaginations?

He took a deep breath to calm himself, then turned to Lucas and said with a serious tone, "Mr. Lucas, I do have sothing private to discuss with Kidd. Think of that one million as... your fee to temporarily vacate the scene."

Yes. That should work.

He was terrified that if he told Lucas the truth—that the crystals were rely a token of appreciation—the man might co up with an even more insane conspiracy in his head. So he just blurted out a random excuse and hoped for the best.

"I see!"

"If that's the case, then I'll leave you two to it!"

Lucas, once again shocked by the sheer extravagance of it all, took off into the sky without another word. But deep inside, he was still thinking—

You wanted to talk in private, couldn't you just ask? Was it really necessary to drop a million advanced mana crystals just to make walk away?

This is too much! You're being way too polite!

Lucas shot through the air, heading back toward the temple hall to report Velen's arrival to Fortress Lord Mark.

Back on the ground, Velen turned to Kidd, his expression growing solemn. "Kidd, the reason I ca here today is for sothing extrely important. I wanted to ask your opinion."

"I've founded a new Tycoon Club... and I want to make you one of my official mbers. Not just that—I want to take you in as my disciple. What do you think?"

"What?"

I treated you like a brother… and you want to make your disciple!?

Kidd's mind spun. The sudden change in identity—going from buddy to student—was throwing him for a loop.

But after a few seconds of internal struggle, he took a deep breath.

If it ant being Velen's disciple, he would walk through fire without hesitation.

Despite how much he'd once despised the idea of becoming a swordman, things had changed. After gaining the Judgnt Sword Intent, and training under Lucas's strict guidance, he had felt his power grow. He no longer resisted the path—in fact, he was grateful to Velen from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm planning to spread Tycoon Club disciples across thousands of lower universes," Velen explained. "I'll supply you with an unlimited amount of mana crystals. You'll be free to splurge, show off, and live lavishly... but in return, I need your help with—"

BANG!

Before he could even finish his sentence, Kidd had already dropped to his knees with a loud thud, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Disciple Kidd greets his ntor!"

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Three loud kowtows followed in quick succession.

Forget the temple! Forget rank! He was going to beco the founding disciple of the Tycoon Club!

Just imagine it—one day, standing on a grand stage, shouting out loud, and hearing thousands of disciples from lower universes roar back in unison:

"ntor Kidd!"

That was the dream!

Velen, watching Kidd bow so earnestly, was montarily stunned. Then he chuckled, nodding in satisfaction.

"Tycoon Club has its own rules," he said. "Let ask you this: if I gave you one hundred million advanced mana crystals, how would you use them?"

Kidd's eyes sparkled as they darted back and forth in thought. Then he answered without hesitation:

"ntor, I'd pave the entire Holy Light Temple with advanced mana crystals! If a hundred million isn't enough, then I'll pave what I can for now. If there's so left over, I'll do a second layer!"

That's what Tycoon Club is all about—if you're not being wasteful and flamboyant, are you even in the club?

And with Velen's own extravagance as his standard, Kidd knew he had to go all in. He couldn't let Tycoon Club lose face!

Velen was stunned. Even he hadn't thought of such a bold idea.

Damn! When I get back to the fortress, I have to cover the entire place in mana crystal flooring!

"ntor," Kidd added, seeing that Velen hadn't responded, "maybe I can go one step further. I'll tear down every single courtyard and residence in the Holy Light Temple—students, deacons, senators—all of them. Then rebuild them from the ground up using advanced mana crystals. Heck, even the main temple hall—I'll knock it down and rebuild that too!"

Velen burst out laughing.

Now this was the spirit! He had no doubts—bringing Kidd into the Tycoon Club was absolutely the right move. This guy had potential—real potential—in the fine art of wasteful luxury.

"Kidd, you really didn't disappoint ."

"From today on, you are officially the third disciple of the Tycoon Club—and my third personal disciple."

"...Huh?"

Third? I'm only the third!?

I'm not even the first?!

Kidd was heartbroken. He had been dreaming of being the number one disciple! But fine, if not the eldest, second place would do too!

"I'll introduce you to your senior sisters one day," Velen added with a grin, oblivious to Kidd's inner turmoil.

What the hell!? I got ranked under two won?! I'm at the bottom of the chain!?

Kidd's ntal state collapsed on the spot.