PDLP Chapter 1016 Star: Big Brother! Huge Loss!
Chapter 1016 Star: Big Brother! Huge Loss!
"Please, ma'am, there's not enough information. I'm not a god, how could I possibly divine this? At most, I can pinpoint the coordinates of the surrounding treasure-hunting groups."
Lin Mao rolled his eyes, knowing what Cetalli meant.
"Auntie?!"
Sitella jumped up, her face flushed, feeling extremely insulted.
"You can call me grandma, you can call me a young girl, you can call me a flat-chested loli, whatever you want, but you can't call me auntie!"
"I thought you didn't care about these kinds of terms of address."
Lin Mao gave her a strange look.
I was fine with whatever you called me before, but calling me "Auntie" completely broke my defenses.
Is the "auntie" really that dangerous?
Lin Mao didn't quite understand.
Setraly took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. "Let's get back to business."
Lin Mao nodded, "Although the specific result couldn't be predicted."
"But I'm not lying. A group of thieves was indeed involved in this. Look, they found it where you hid your toys."
Sitella didn't react because the place where she hid the toys really only contained toys.
A stamp bearing the image of the treasure-hunting gang was thrown out.
It landed precisely in Sitella's palm. After glancing at the marks on it, she immediately said, "This was originally mine. It's something I collected when I was a child."
Everyone has a few things from their childhood when they get older.
She couldn't remember why she collected these things, but she had a few, ranging from low-grade light-colored ones to the highest-grade ones with a Mora gold mark.
"Where are the rest? Give them back to me."
"Yours? I thought it belonged to the treasure-hunting gang. Here, I'm returning it all to you."
She took the seal and continued to demand, "And my 100,000 Mora."
"You want this after you've already had that? Don't push your luck, I'm warning you!" Lin Mao said fiercely.
"What do you mean I'm pushing my luck!" Seth Lari retorted, glaring at her.
What kind of logic is this, Lin Mao!
How is asking for your things back considered taking an inch and wanting a mile?
Seeing that he couldn't fool her, Lin Mao reluctantly took out 100,000 Mora and handed it to Cetalli.
He glanced at the number, felt it was about right, and nodded. "Fifty thousand left, keep it up."
She finally understood why Lin Mao was so confident that he could help her find her lost Mora.
So they're going to collect a debt from the treasure-stealing gang!
soon.
With the combined efforts of Lin Mao and Sylvanas, the treasure-hunting gang could no longer be found within a radius of 500 miles.
Lin Mao and Sitrus also achieved their goals.
Two hundred and fifty thousand Mora were neatly arranged.
Lin Mao took 100,000, while Cecilia still received 150,000. Although she lost 100,000, it was still barely acceptable.
"100,000 Mora is not easy to accumulate. It seems I need to come out of retirement and take on some commissions to support my family."
Cetalli stretched her waist freely at home.
From then on, the Adventurers' Guild had one more adventurer of grandmother age.
However, most of the requests that Sitralli accepts are related to rituals, which is also her forte.
She completed one task after another that was practically kindergarten math content, and no one else could compete with her; they could only look at her with resentful eyes.
This made Sittrali feel a little embarrassed.
'It feels like they're bullying a child... Oh well, Grandma's short on Mora right now!'
With the adventurer's quests and the various rituals people asked her to perform, Sitrally quickly accumulated 100,000 Mora.
Grandma, are you short of money?
Back home, he bumped into Euron, who had come to deliver something.
"I'm short, of course I'm short. Last time, I lost my Mora and couldn't find it. I found a money-devouring beast and spent 100,000 Mora to ask him to help me find it. Plus, I still owe him 1 million Mora. Do you know why I've been going out so often lately?"
Sitella's voice sounded somewhat resentful.
If she didn't lack Mora, would she compete with other children for commissions?
He glanced at the vegetables that O'Loren had brought over, nodded, and thanked him.
"Grandma, you've lost the Mora you hid? But when I passed by the yard just now, I didn't see any signs of anyone disturbing it."
She opened her mouth, about to say something, but then realized the problem: "The yard wasn't disturbed... Oh!!! I remember now!!!!"
Sitella grinned, revealing an abstract but happy smile.
He ran into the house, grabbed a shovel, and started digging in a corner of the yard. He quickly unearthed a large box.
The inscription on it is a ritual to conceal one's presence, intended to prevent being discovered.
Open it and take a look.
More than 200,000 Mora are all in there!
Sitella's smile was practically reaching the sky.
Noticing that Orloren was still there, Sitrali slowly suppressed her smile and asked curiously, "How did you know where I hid Mora?"
She herself had forgotten about it.
She had indeed hidden Mora under the bed before, but later, after hearing that someone had lost Mora hidden under their bed, she felt uneasy and buried it in another place.
Anyway, this Mora was for her emergency use.
It's like a coffin fund; it's not used unless absolutely necessary, and people will keep putting more into it.
It's just that Cetalli's Mora consumption from drinking and reading novels was a bit too high, and no more Mora has been added since the burial.
Related memories are gradually fading, and he still believes he hid Mora under the bed.
If it weren't for Orloren's reminder, she probably wouldn't have remembered that she, Mora, was actually hiding in the yard!
Orloren's answer was also very simple.
He saw how Sitale buried the box.
I still remember what Sitella said to drive him away back then.
"Go away, go away! Children shouldn't peek at what adults are doing!"
"Haha, is that really true?"
Cetalli let out a few awkward laughs. Orloren didn't linger there; he had other people to visit.
Sitella thought for a moment, then buried the box in a different spot, went back inside, and burst into laughter in the chat group.
【Ding dong! 】
Obsidian Grandma: Hahahaha!
star:?
Xing: Is this guy going crazy with all the commissions?
Star: @Firefly, is there a lot of pressure on you adventurers?
Ying: Hmph, what do you think? Not just anyone can become an adventurer!
Xing: I think so too... Sigh, it's all thanks to my torment that you were able to establish yourself in the Adventurers' Guild.
Ying: You bark like a dog! I'm a member of the Adventurers' Guild, what business is it of yours!
Lin Mao: @ObsidianGrandma, why is the Prime Minister laughing like this?
Obsidian Grandma: Cough cough cough, it's nothing, I just couldn't help but chuckle when I thought of something funny.
Thinking of something happy?
Unable to suppress a laugh?
Weird!
Lin Mao immediately began his performance, feigning casual conversation while secretly gathering intelligence on the enemy.
Soon, after being flattered by him, an excited Setrali revealed the reason for her joy.
Obsidian Grandma: Actually...
Obsidian Grandma: Grandma, my Mora isn't lost at all! I just forgot where I hid it; I thought it was under the bed!
Obsidian Grandma: Luckily, my good grandson still remembers. With his reminder, I successfully remembered and found my lost Mora!
Obsidian Grandma: More than 200,000, not a penny less!
Lin Mao: ...
Xing: @Lin Mao, this is a huge loss, bro! A huge loss!
After a long, exhausting day, they wiped out twenty or thirty groups of treasure hunters and seized 250,000 mora.
As a result, Cetalli was given 150,000 for nothing.
Still the big head!
Can this be tolerated?
"..."