Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! Chapter 245 242-Stop Asking! Both Our Mentors Are Just Serva

"Wait, Your Highness Velen!"

"Steven... could it be that he's Apollo's ntee?"

Jerry suddenly thought of sothing, his face filled with shock as he looked at Velen.

"Velen!!!"

Before Jerry could finish his words, a furious voice rang out from not far away.

Anastasia stood at the entrance of the grand hall, her expression thunderous as she shouted.

Velen was getting more and more out of line!

Why was he bringing in random people into the fortress like it was a public market?

"Who are they?"

"Another group you recruited from the outside?"

"Velen, do you even acknowledge as the lord of this fortress anymore?"

Anastasia's voice was sharp as she questioned him.

Seeing Anastasia flying over on a magic flying device, Velen quickly instructed the two, "You two, leave for now!"

"Jerry, take Steven down to the base of the peak to settle into a temporary residence. I'll co find you later!"

…

"My god!"

"Am I seeing things? Is the entire ground of this fortress paved with advanced mana crystals?"

As Steven rushed out of the fortress, he finally noticed the dazzling ground beneath his feet.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he would one day be running across a field of endless advanced mana crystals.

This fortress was too outrageously luxurious!

Even the greatest forces in the universe couldn't possibly afford to lay down this many advanced mana crystals at once!

How ridiculously wealthy must his ntor be?

Suddenly, Steven felt extrely certain—coming here was definitely the right choice!

"Jerry, is His Highness Velen's fortress really this extravagant?"

"And by the way, earlier you said sothing... you know my ntor?"

"His Highness Velen told that my ntor could take on a hundred Ascended Rank powerhouses by himself! He must be a senior senator of this fortress, right?"

Steven looked at Jerry with bright, eager eyes.

"Senior senator?"

Jerry sneered without rcy, shattering Steven's fantasy.

"Steven, you're overthinking things. Your ntor is just... a servant of the fortress."

???

Steven was completely stunned.

My ntor... is a servant?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"Jerry, stop ssing with . How could my ntor possibly be just a servant?"

But the mont Steven t Jerry's sincere, utterly serious gaze, he instantly fell silent.

…

"No way..."

"Jerry, you're not joking, right?"

"My ntor, the one who could defeat a hundred strong Ascended Rank opponents, is just a servant?"

Steven's eyes were wide with disbelief.

How could this be?

Forcing an Ascended Rank powerhouse to serve as a re servant...

Across the whole universe, no force could possibly pull that off!

"I really didn't expect that the ntee Velen found for Apollo would turn out to be you,"

Jerry said casually.

"But actually, it's not a bad thing. You're no threat to , and knowing this will definitely make my ntor very happy!"

"Huh?"

Steven blinked. "Wait, the mysterious ntor you kept talking about... he's here too? What does he do in the fortress?"

"My ntor is also a servant!"

Jerry said with a tearful voice, revealing the cruel truth.

???

Steven's mind was completely blown.

Jerry—the once top genius of the Rising Magi Rankings!

And himself—the second-ranked genius!

And yet... their ntors were both servants of this fortress?

Who would believe such a ridiculous story?!

"Brother Jerry," Steven stamred, "how many servants does this fortress have? Could it be that every servant here has taken a Rising Magi genius as their ntee—"

Before Steven could finish, Jerry exploded, roaring furiously, "Enough questions! Is your mouth rented or what? Why won't you stop asking?!"

"There are only two servants in this fortress, one is your ntor, the other is mine!"

"That's it, no more!"

"Let tell you, not just anyone can beco a servant here.

Even I—once the Rising Magi Rankings' number one genius—am unworthy to be a servant here!"

What???

Steven was even more shocked.

"Brother Jerry... what do you an once the number one genius? What happened?"

Jerry looked as if his soul had been ripped apart, his heart in agony.

"Brother Jerry, what are you looking for?"

"Need to help?"

Steven asked sincerely, seeing Jerry searching around frantically.

"My wand!!!"

"My super-ultra-ga idiot-destroying wand!!!"

"I'm going to blast you, you damned eternal second place!!!"

...

Inside the fortress's grand hall—

"You recruited another Ascended Rank servant?"

"Those two just now... are the ntees of our two fortress servants?"

After hearing Velen's explanation, Anastasia stood frozen in place.

Looking across the entire fortress, there were still many who hadn't even accepted ntees yet.

And yet, the servants were the first to find so?

Was this real life?

Was this how things should work?

"Velen, seriously, does this make any sense?"

"By the way, how's their talent?"

"Since they're the ntees of our fortress's servants, if they're not too bad, let's just accept them into the fortress."

After a mont of silence, Anastasia decided to just lie flat and accept her fate.

Adding two more mbers to the fortress wasn't a big deal.

At this point, she was already completely resigned.

Tomorrow, even if Velen brought back two random people claiming they were Sovereigns from the Upper Realms, she'd probably believe it too.

"Hmm?"

Velen was a little surprised by her reaction.

Could it be that after all his relentless efforts, Anastasia had finally been conditioned into acceptance?

"ntor, their talents... leave much to be desired. They aren't fit to join the fortress yet."

"Let them build temporary residences at the foot of the peak and focus on training. Apollo and Blackgold Sovereign can guide them personally."

Although surprised, Velen still firmly declined to admit them into the fortress.

"They're that bad?"

Anastasia looked doubtful. "But they were ranked first and second in the Rising Magi Rankings... surely their talent isn't that terrible?"

Velen shook his head.

"They don't know how to show off wealth."

Anastasia's lips twitched fiercely.

Velen was... well, just as outrageous as ever.

"Fine, arrange it however you see fit."

She waved her hand, dismissing Velen and returning to her magical practice.

Velen looked at Anastasia's determined figure and nodded seriously to himself.

As expected of Anastasia—truly hardworking and diligent!

…

At the base of the fortress.

"Steven, what happened to your injuries?"

Velen asked, noticing Steven building a simple hut while covered in bandages.

Steven nodded earnestly.

"Your Highness Velen!"

"Before arriving at Chaos City, I encountered a battle genius!"

"Although he's currently only at Titan Rank level 9 peak, once he grows, I'm sure even Jerry won't be his match!"

"My wounds... are from suppressing my power to spar with him!"

Steven explained urgently.

Hmm?

Velen raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Steven's words.

"And what's his na?" Velen asked.

"His na is Nikola!"

Steven answered firmly.

???

Nikola?

Hearing that na, Velen froze on the spot.