I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 213 - 213 212. Cooperative Mission (Add More for Alliance

Chapter 213: 212. Cooperative Mission (Add More for Alliance Hierarch “In the Name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit”)_1 Chapter 213: 212. Cooperative Mission (Add More for Alliance Hierarch “In the Name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit”)_1 Walking out of the coffee shop, Lu Ban let out a sigh.

Picking up his phone, he made a call to Li Zijian.

“Hello, how did the talk go?”

Li Zijian asked.

“Brother Li, are these really Sister Song’s friends?”

Lu Ban countered.

“What happened?”

Li Zijian was a bit bewildered.

“The demands they’re making are just too bizarre.”

Lu Ban found a quieter corner of the street, watching people bustling around, preparing for the Spring Festival, then spoke up.

“First, something about Sanwen Interactive; they want me to cast several of their talents in my next movie. I casually looked over them, they’re all inexperienced idols — I can’t handle that.”

“Oh, they probably want to promote their artists through your movie.”

Li Zijian realized.

“The second one is some beverage maker. They want me to advertise their drink in my next film. I even gave it a try; the taste is indescribable. I can’t, in good conscience, deceive people,”

Lu Ban continued.

“Oh, you don’t actually have to drink it yourself, just showing the logo should be fine, right?”

Li Zijian suggested.

“The third one, from Xigua Media or something, wants to send staff over to my place right away, saying they’ll provide equipment and personnel in exchange for some of my shares. Are they sure they’re not just here to pick the fruits of my labor?”

Lu Ban went on.

“That’s really unconscionable. I need to report this to Sister Song.”

Li Zijian was indignant.

“And the last one, I feel she’s not here to invest in my film, but rather wants to either set me up with her daughter or be my sugar mama. Brother Li, I’m a man with aspirations – I simply can’t accept such soft living.”

Lu Ban said earnestly.

“That’s… a bit over the top. I hadn’t heard about this before.”

Li Zijian wasn’t sure if he actually hadn’t heard about it, but that’s what he told Lu Ban anyway.

“I convinced all of these people to back off for now, so could you please stop introducing investors to me for the time being?”

Lu Ban added a few more words before hanging up the phone.

“This is just outrageous.”

He felt that in this era, it seemed really difficult not to be trampled by capital.

Especially for independent entrepreneurs, once you become famous, all sorts of investments come your way. Some choose to accept the capital and start playing the game of pie in the sky, cashing out when the time comes, while others lose themselves in endless meetings, business negotiations, and never-ending business plans, eventually forgetting their original direction.

Fortunately, Lu Ban had money, so he didn’t need to submit to these constraints.

He didn’t go straight back home, but instead went to the movie theater to watch a film.

In the evening, while Lu Ban was eating dinner alone outside, he received a text message.

[River Oblivion]: I’ve gone back to my hometown for the New Year. Let’s meet up for a meal after!

[Motionless]: Have a safe trip.

In a few days, it would be New Year’s Eve. It seemed Qin Tiantian would also have to go home for the festival.

Lu Ban had no family of his own and could only stay in Jiangcheng.

Song Yunyan had invited him to join her family for the New Year’s Eve dinner, but Lu Ban declined; he wasn’t comfortable spending the evening with a bunch of strangers.

“Should I also prepare something to eat?”

Lu Ban pondered.

His phone vibrated again.

[Feng Yu]: How are you planning to spend New Year’s Eve this year?

[Motionless]: I’ll just rustle up something simple at home.

[Feng Yu]: Want to get together?

[Motionless]: I’m a bit hesitant…

[Feng Yu]: Hesitant?

[Motionless]: Aren’t you going back home?

[Feng Yu]: Not this year. How about this, I’ll come over to your place. I remember you’re not too good at cooking; I can show off a few skills.

Obviously, she didn’t give Lu Ban a chance to refuse.

However, Feng Yu’s cooking…

Lu Ban had no recollection of it, no matter which Feng Yu it was, he had never tasted her cooking.

“Change of perspective, at least there’ll be someone to spend New Year’s Eve with?”

He decided to comfort himself that way.

On New Year’s Eve, the attention count for the Silence project officially broke through ten million. Just as Lu Ban had finished putting various bags of groceries in the kitchen, he saw the words on the cutting board twist and transform into the system’s cold, indifferent prompt.

[Create a Film Universe: 1/1]

[Gain Attention: 10,000,000/10,000,000]

[Congratulations, you have completed the Career Development mission]

[Now beginning the settlement]

[Mission Exploration Degree: 90%]

[Mission Completion: Perfect]

[Those rigid and unchanging are not worthy of success. You’ve ventured into new domains, responding to spiteful skepticism with diverse creativity. By opening the door to a new world, you now own the entire universe!]

[Earned Silence Points: 8500 points]

[Settlement completed]

[Friends are great companions in exploration. Gather your friends and adventure into unknown worlds together; your friendship will be tested by death]

[Please complete the mission to receive your reward]

“Perfect, getting so much attention in such a short time seems like a pretty good result, doesn’t it?”

Lu Ban turned on the faucet, washing the vegetables, and murmured to himself.

“Gather friends, so does that mean I can invite known Chosen by Gods for the next task?”

Images of Cui Siter and Shia flashed through his mind, as well as Remington and Zi Tang, whom he had recently met as natives of this world.

[Collaboration Mission]

[Send an invitation to known Chosen by Gods or accept an invitation from a Chosen by Gods. The mission begins when the number of Walkers exceeds one person]

[If no one accepts your invitation, a Walker will be matched randomly]

[Walker count: 0/1]

Before checking on the subsequent missions, Lu Ban saw this prompt.

“There’s even a matching mode, which means I have to choose a Walker?”

He leaned more towards picking Cui Siter, who not only possessed powerful combat abilities but also had connections with Du Danping, which made gathering intelligence easier.

As for Shia, to be honest, Lu Ban was somewhat afraid of her.

Of course, the magic of Night Country was very powerful and extremely convenient. Having Shia on his team made Lu Ban feel very secure.

As for Remington and Zi Tang, since Lu Ban wasn’t familiar with them, he decided not to trouble them.

“Anyway, I have to send out the invitations.”

Lu Ban chose to send invitations, finding that only Cui Siter and Shia were available to send to, but not Remington and Zi Tang.

“Probably have to go through a mission together first?”

Not expecting immediate results, Lu Ban went back to handling the ingredients. Just after he finished chopping radishes, he heard the doorbell ring.

Lu Ban opened the door, where Feng Yu, dressed in a heavy coat and a turtleneck sweater, stood at the entrance.

“I’m here.”

Her smile was very cheerful, like the winter sunshine.

“So, did you get all the groceries?”

After entering the house, Feng Yu took a look around Lu Ban’s living room and seemed to be quite happy.

“Got them, and even got interviewed at the market about what I’m eating tonight.”

Lu Ban replied casually.

“Then I have to make you a New Year’s Eve dinner you’ll never forget.”

Feng Yu’s mouth curled up with confidence as she spoke.

“It’s not some kind of joke about eating and then dying immediately, so it’s the last New Year’s Eve dinner of my life, is it?”

“…You step aside.”

Feng Yu rolled up her sleeves, walked into Lu Ban’s bathroom, and washed her hands. When she looked up, she was a bit puzzled.

“Is there something wrong with your mirror?”

“What’s wrong?”

Lu Ban felt a rush of anxiety, just then remembering those friends in his home.

He hurried to the bathroom, peering over Feng Yu’s shoulder, and saw in the mirror that it was completely empty—no Feng Yu, no Lu Ban, nothing at all.

“…he might be a bit afraid of you,” Lu Ban guessed.

“He?”

Feng Yu was confused.

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