I Received Messages From Future Self!
Chapter 519 - 515: The Impending Crisis

Chapter 519: Chapter 515: The Impending Crisis

[Fang Xiaocao: It’s me, send the money!]

The call connected, and Fang Xiaocao wasted no words, directly stating her dominance like "I’m Qin Shi Huang, send the money."

Fang Xiaocao didn’t want to waste any more time; she was still waiting to continue finding Hot Noodles to eat melons with.

[Jiang Xinyan: Huh?]

Fang Xiaocao’s words left Jiang Xinyan at a loss. Jiang Xinyan on the other end of the phone was confused, exchanging glances with Hummingbird and Xuanwu.

"Could it be a telecom scam?"

Xuanwu blinked and said naively.

Hummingbird also had a strange expression, somewhat conflicted.

The voice was definitely that of their Princess Your Highness, Hummingbird could confirm that.

But the tone and way of speaking did not sound like the Princess Your Highness at all.

[Fang Xiaocao: What "huh"?]

[Fang Xiaocao: It’s me, quickly send the money!]

Just as Jiang Xinyan and the others were dumbfounded, unsure of how to respond, Fang Xiaocao’s voice came through the phone again.

"Hey?"

"It really is the Princess Your Highness!"

Xuanwu slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

This time they all realized, it was definitely their Princess Your Highness’s voice.

Absolutely genuine, it couldn’t be fake.

"Ask the Princess Your Highness how much she needs."

Hummingbird whispered.

Jiang Xinyan nodded.

[Jiang Xinyan: Princess Your Highness, how much money do you need, and what for?]

[Fang Xiaocao: I’ve taken a fancy to a piece of art; it will be of great use once I buy it. First, send me five hundred million, and before the Heroic Gathering begins, prepare another billion. If the Swan Goose isn’t enough, negotiate with Thousand Faces. It can only be more, not less. This is an order!]

Fang Xiaocao’s tone carried an undeniable imperial authority.

[Jiang Xinyan: Yes!]

This time, Jiang Xinyan did not question it.

She agreed decisively without saying more.

Tangmen Hotel!

Having received Jiang Xinyan’s response, Fang Xiaocao was satisfied and hung up the phone.

Upon hanging up, Fang Xiaocao quickly exited the call interface, opened WeChat, and checked Hot Noodles’ messages.

[Hot Noodles: In the last fifty years, only Long Lie has successfully advanced to become a Super Master in your timeline; he is also the youngest Super Master. After him, no one has advanced in fifty years.]

Reading Hot Noodles’ message, Fang Xiaocao blinked, spotting a significant point.

[Fang Xiaocao: Long Lie is the youngest Super Master in my timeline, so he’s not in yours?]

Fang Xiaocao cautiously asked.

[Hot Noodles: Naturally not, the youngest Super Master in my timeline is my reliable sauce, Taotie!]

"Oh my god?"

"That’s amazing?"

Fang Xiaocao exclaimed again.

[Fang Xiaocao: Really? Is it because I acquired that Shu Han Romance?]

[Hot Noodles: Not at all. Even without that Shu Han Romance, Taotie remains the youngest Super Master, just advancing ten years later. If you manage to get that painting this time, Taotie could break through at any moment.]

[Hot Noodles: Though it might be a bit rushed, losing ten years of accumulation, you’re in significant danger now; you need a Super Master by your side. Otherwise, you might fall, and I’d have to rearrange and go back through the timelines looking for another you to train.]

"What the hell?"

This time, Fang Xiaocao cursed.

"What’s going on?"

"Am I going to be in danger?"

Fang Xiaocao was flustered.

She hadn’t enjoyed life enough; there were still lots of assets to squander and countless male models with chiseled abs waiting for her rescue from distress.

[Fang Xiaocao: Dear sister, please tell me more. I’m living well, how come I’m suddenly going to die?]

This time, Fang Xiaocao was truly unsettled.

She jumped from the bed.

Walking around like a little donkey.

[Hot Noodles: The Black-robed Person is Zuo Ci. He wants to retrieve the Blood Jade Ring and Phoenix Gall while killing you as an obstacle. Zuo Ci has already left New Province and colluded with Blacklist and Pawnshop to kill you!]

[Hot Noodles: I forgot to mention, Zuo Ci has a Super Master by his side, and he himself likely possesses super strength now. So either you abandon your current hard-earned foundation and hide away, or you obtain that painting at all costs to let Taotie become a Super Master. Other than these options, the only path left is death.]

This time, Hot Noodles was very blunt, giving Fang Xiaocao three paths to take: spend everything and hide, risk everything for the painting, or prepare to die.

[Fang Xiaocao: If I can’t get the painting, don’t want to hide, will I really die?]

Fang Xiaocao cautiously asked.

[Hot Noodles: Certainly, only these three paths exist. This crisis requires you to manage on your own; I won’t offer help. It’s also a test for you. If you fail, I’ll have to train the next one.]

[Hot Noodles: You can choose any of the three paths, but as long as you survive, you’ll basically pass; I won’t give up on you easily.]

Fang Xiaocao fell silent; only obtaining that painting at any cost was truly useful to her. It seemed she had choices, but in reality, she had no other option.

Hiding seemed like a lifesaver, but realistically it wasn’t feasible.

For Fang Xiaocao, who already knew Zuo Ci was the Black-robed Person, the choice was difficult.

Not to mention the enigmatic Zuo Ci and the Super Master beside him, just the power of Blacklist and Pawnshop was enough of a headache for Fang Xiaocao.

How could she hide safely for ten years under their pursuit?

Without Hot Noodles providing a future outlook, even an Immortal couldn’t do it.

If Taotie advances to Super Master, there’s a glimmer of hope; the other two paths lead to death!

Even if she escaped multiple assassination attempts by chance, her subordinates would suffer great casualties.

Rebuilding would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

After all, she and Tom have already been exposed to the enemy’s view, with precautions taken against them.

Trying to hypnotize enemies and secretly accumulate power like before would be almost impossible to replicate.

[Fang Xiaocao: I understand.]

[Hot Noodles: I wish you good luck.]

Ending the conversation with Hot Noodles, Fang Xiaocao put away her phone and took a deep breath.

"Let the storm rage on, I, your aunt, am not afraid of you!"

In Fang Xiaocao’s eyes burned a defiant flame ready to challenge the imminent crisis.

"Have the crises I’ve faced been few?"

"A mere Zuo Ci wants to scare me away?"

"Ridiculous, laughable!"

Fang Xiaocao said with a cold smile.

But knowing a crisis was imminent, Fang Xiaocao naturally wouldn’t be unprepared.

So, Fang Xiaocao took out her phone.

She dialed a number.