I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2325 - 1477: Moshi Moshi (Second Update)

Jiang Chen certainly wouldn’t neglect his own safety while reminding others. After all, he’s not some novel protagonist who knowingly walks into danger.

Normal people strive to avoid risks because life is precious and you only get one.

Even with cheats, it’s the same.

Once you’re dead, that’s it. There’s no chance to reload and try again. Perhaps this is the world’s only true and fair order.

Calling the Daoist Sister to Kyoto seems a bit excessive. It’s not impossible, but it feels unnecessary.

Don’t limit your perspective.

Nowadays, people serving him are plentiful.

As the son of a wealthy family, even if information is uncertain, Jiang Chen has timely and rationally implemented countermeasures.

Four men appeared by his side.

At first glance when meeting them at Apang Palace, Jiang Chen found them a bit strange.

They didn’t match the stereotypical image of muscular giants. These four flying in from Korea were a bit handsome, with distinct features, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes. It’s not exaggerated to say they resembled Korean drama stars.

These days, making money really isn’t easy.

Don’t underestimate actors.

Look at these four — with such looks, they couldn’t break into the entertainment industry and had to resort to such high-risk jobs just to make a living. Without the support of capital, breaking into the entertainment circle is a pipe dream except for a few lucky ones.

If it were a female boss, she’d surely be delighted by their pleasing appearances. But he’s a guy and isn’t a compatriot of Blood Guanyin.

Though, since Xu Kuan and Xing Jie sent them, they must be reliable. It’s important not to fall into the trap of judging by appearances — people can be handsome and still be competent.

If they are competent and good-looking, doesn’t that showcase Boss Jiang’s prestige and aura even more?

Jiang Chen understands the intentions of Xing Jie and Xu Kuan.

Speaking of which.

If Zhuge Xi belongs to Cao Jinse’s faction, then... as Korean agents, Xing Jie and Xu Kuan used to be part of Lan Peizhi’s old team. So, are they part of the Blood Guanyin group?

His thoughts wandered.

"What are your names?"

"Whatever Mr. Jiang calls us, that’s our name."

The speaker’s skin was the palest. Many women might feel inferior in comparison.

That’s what you call awareness.

Jiang Chen nodded, "You’ll be White Eyebrow Eagle King."

He started to assign names.

"You’ll be Green Wing Bat King."

"You’ll be Golden Lion King."

"You’ll be Purple Shirt Dragon King."

Since they’ve arrived in Shen Zhou, they should temporarily bid farewell to their old identities. The four Koreans were pleased with their "new names" and bowed in unison.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

The process of getting acquainted went smoothly, skipping the name memorization step entirely.

This idea was inspired by Zhuge Xi, who used classic novels for naming overseas virtual accounts, laziness at its peak. But genius focuses energy where it’s needed most.

"Eat and drink as you please, treat this place like home. If there’s any need, let me know."

From this moment.

The Four Kings of the Guardian were born.

Yet there’s a problem.

Zhuge Xi using classic novels for naming was for convenience; was choosing Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber just a whim?

Ming Sect Leader Zhang Wuji was the idol and aspiration for countless men back in the day.

Being skillful in martial arts was just one aspect.

More importantly.

His romantic luck was unmatched.

None of the female characters in the series weren’t secretly in love with him — oh, except for Master Extinction.

The meeting was relatively short; nowadays, Boss Jiang doesn’t need to excessively pursue affability — being too courteous only burdens his subordinates.

Temporarily establishing Four Kings was a level of insurance, but Jiang Chen felt it might not be enough.

Wouldn’t having some firearms be more fitting?

Admittedly, Boss Jiang wasn’t influenced by novels, TV shows, or other literary works. Zhang Wuji always faced dangers alone because of his unmatched skills and invincible buffs for protection!

But Jiang Chen didn’t have those.

If luck had been slightly worse back then, during the real battle with the Young Prince in Yunfu, he might have been offline already.

At that time.

His skills were limited, forcing him to take risks when there was no other choice. Would he willingly endanger himself now?

Is his brain faulty?

Given his current achievements — or accurately, his merits — acquiring gun permits would be trivial. But after consideration, Jiang Chen dismissed this idea,

They are in Kyoto.

Security is tight with guards and sentries everywhere.

In slightly sensitive areas, snipers are positioned, supplemented by the all-seeing Heavenly Eye system, effectively controlling risk levels within a certain scope, making firearms not very useful.

The henchmen of the Nine-headed Bird were perhaps too careless when pursuing a woman for such a reason.

Possibly due to the intense mental exertion experienced recently, Jiang Chen unknowingly drifted off to sleep in his private suite at Apang Palace after encountering the Four Great Kings.

As Shi Qianxi had mentioned, it certainly wasn't a fleeting dream.

Yet, within his dreamscape, he found himself embodying Zhang Wuji. Unlike the protagonist of Jin Yong's tale, he faced the cool and teasing Princess Min Min Temur, the admired Zhiruo, the gentle and demure Sister Xiao Zhao, and his childhood friend Yin Li...

He chose to embrace them all, refusing none.

Dreams, after all, are a reflection of the subconscious mind.

Naturally.

It wasn't for the sake of indulging in fantasies.

It was merely to resolve an old regret.

Surely, viewers of the drama shared this regret, lamenting the cruel and heartless narrative.

In bygone eras, unlike the present day, it was entirely feasible to share joy and live harmoniously.

If he had displayed more manliness, those beloved women who later met tragic fates might have been spared.

Many likely harbored the same thought.

If only they had been Zhang Wuji...

In reality, Jiang Chen didn't even have the chance to complete his dream before his ringing phone jolted him awake. Just as he was approaching a picture of domestic bliss, he was abruptly interrupted.

Glancing out the window, he saw that darkness had already fallen.

He sat up from the sofa, retrieved his phone, and noticed that Fujiwara Reiki was the one calling.

He rubbed his face with one hand and pressed the answer button with the other.

"Moshi Moshi."

If Zhang Wuji could have engaged in humorous banter like Boss Jiang, perhaps the tales of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber wouldn't have left so many with unfulfilled longing.

However.

Human nature tends to be this way.

Appearing more adept at living out the lives of others, knowing the right paths to take, yet when confronted with their own circumstances, they forget everything.

"Quick, Jiang Sang! You were right, there really is someone... ah!"

The words ceased abruptly, replaced by a piercing scream. The grogginess vanished instantly. Jiang Chen's expression turned serious, and he immediately sat bolt upright. "Where are you right now?"

"We are en route back to the hotel, Jiang Sang!"

The final transmission was filled with desperation and sorrow.

This woman!

Hadn't he cautioned her against wandering about carelessly?

"Send me your location!"

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed. There was no time for reprimands. Grabbing his phone, he rose to his feet without delay and swiftly moved towards the door.