Master of Kaidan
Chapter 252 What’s a Nouveau Riche!

Chapter 252: Chapter 252 What’s a Nouveau Riche!

The asymmetric-style homes filled with obsessive-compulsive "must die" vibes, the submarine villa constructed in a giant water tank, the bone-constructed burial ground style, the bizarre configuration formed entirely of flesh tentacles...

Among the various bizarre and uniquely styled villa samples, those that matched normal human aesthetics were actually less than a third. After skimming through the strange styles and being awestruck, Feng Xue finally chose a Su-style garden villa.

Once the general template was determined, the next thing that popped up was the selection of various furniture, from wardrobes, beds, to home appliances, and even bathtubs and toilets. The overwhelming catalog triggered Feng Xue’s choice anxiety.

Fortunately, there was an option for automatically matching furniture according to the villa, which prevented him from getting a headache.

However, the real headache came after that—

What books to place on the bookshelves, how to set up the practice room, which consoles to install in the game room, and what games to play...

These things, which were directly related to personal quality of life, required Feng Xue to think carefully. After all the fuss, it was already noon.

Looking at the villa springing from the ground, the trees and grass growing wildly as if time had accelerated, and the koi swimming in the pond, Feng Xue felt an indescribable sense of comfort, and the residence right guide of Infinite City sent another message—

[You can freely add and store personal items within the villa. Should the residence right be lost, the villa and its internal personal items will be packaged by Infinite City, allowing them to be freely taken out or redeployed once the residence right is regained.]

"This is quite user-friendly; this way, I won’t have to spend time organizing my personal items." Feng Xue nodded but didn’t immediately call Old Li over. After all, it was only the first day of the challenge month, and in the next thirty days, he might be challenged.

Although he thought there weren’t many who could take a punch from his Masked Rider form, given that there were always some strange abilities in this world, Feng Xue decided to err on the side of caution.

Taking the Great Big Sister Vampire’s whimsical narration as an example, though a bit of a mental pollution, it was undoubtedly a powerful pseudo artifact. The time-stopping commentary revealed all of the opponent’s dynamics and psychological activities, promising a comeback as long as the gap wasn’t too wide. In fact, if not for the intense mental pressure from the feminization filter, Feng Xue had no doubt that the Great Big Sister Vampire could endure until the Masked Rider transformation ended, thanks to her undying nature and narrative power.

Thus, he preset the challenge space as a foggy night. As for the location, he temporarily set it as an open arena with hard floors, surrounded and overhead protected by barriers.

Having sorted the venue, Feng Xue didn’t rush to sleep in his new home but instead turned around and headed towards the various functional buildings in the community.

Previously, with only transit rights, he could only look at and not use facilities like vending machines and shopping malls. Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to explore thoroughly.

Buying a bottle of Joy Water from a roadside vending machine that could make people feel happy, Feng Xue drank while heading to the clinic.

It was called a clinic, but there were no doctors or nurses inside. From a certain angle, one could see it as a building-type pseudo artifact with the function of healing the injuries of those who entered.

As long as something fell within the realm of injury, even if only a head remained, it could retrieve the person, with the only relief being that curses and blessings weren’t considered injuries.

Realizing he couldn’t remove the shit magnet aura loaded by that mischievous gemstone, Feng Xue helplessly left the hospital, then visited the library, the school, the restaurant, and the tavern in succession.

The library was filled with various books that could accelerate learning efficiency, the school had virtual teachers available for paid lessons, the restaurant offered various delicious foods with beneficial effects, and in the tavern, one could even obtain potentially useful or pointless information by tipping the bartender a handsome sum.

After wandering around the entire community, Feng Xue found that this community really met the standard template of a real-world community. He even found a kindergarten in a corner.

That’s right—a kindergarten. It was said that if the homeowner had children, they could receive various basic education here. The only problem was...

"What kind of child can beat the Guards? If they can beat the Guards, can they still be called young children? If they can’t beat the Guards, how are they supposed to attend kindergarten?"

The salt in Feng Xue’s hand kept refreshing; if the old salt didn’t disappear when refreshed, Feng Xue felt just the existence of this kindergarten would be enough to fill all six floors!

By contrast, the department store seemed more interesting.

It not only sold various plain pseudo artifacts but also sold Pseudo Artifacts.

However, these Pseudo Artifacts had an extremely special characteristic, which was ’element-free.’ For a world composed of elements, it was simply inconceivable, but considering that even the bank could exchange for pure elements-free Identity, Feng Xue felt it made some sense.

These element-free Pseudo Artifacts were absolute treasures for manufacturing professions, the plain baseboard allowing them to write and encapsulate as they wished. However, for Feng Xue, their meaning was simply spending more Identity during the recasting process, with no real positive significance.

After criticizing those Pseudo Artifacts extensively, Feng Xue carried three large cartloads of food and daily-use pseudo artifacts to the self-checkout counter, only to find an awkward problem—

He was out of money.

Not a lack of Identity, but a lack of Tower Coins.

Although the bank of Infinite City allowed for identity and Tower Coins to be exchanged without restrictions or fees, it very annoyingly required Tower Coins for consumption.

Temporarily putting the cart in a corner of the department store, Feng Xue slinked out of the mall and made his way to the bank.

Unlike the almost zero net gains from "Yan Country People Know Martial Arts - Source," "Libra - Swearer," and "Martial Arts Spreader - Mo Ju," were top-tier Identity producers, providing Feng Xue a daily surplus of tens of millions of Towers.

For ordinary Kaidan, this surplus would mostly be treated as firewood, thrown into the Kaidan Fire to serve as fuel for enhancing entry power (without breaking through set limits, just pushing closer to them).

But for Feng Xue, at the current intensity of his Kaidan Fire, it simply couldn’t digest such a massive amount of Identity.

Ultimately, the burning of Kaidan Fire wasn’t much different from real-life campfires. While adding fuel could make the fire burn brighter, throwing too much at once could outright snuff the flames out.

Precisely because of this, even if Feng Xue maxed out his digestion limit every day, he would still have a huge surplus. Now, he finally had a place to consume all this surplus—

"Exchange two billion Tower Coins for me, and another one billion pure Identity!"