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Chapter 443 – Cathulhu Epilogue (2) – Post-War Pangu Company

= Pangu Universe Incorporate, China =

Uriel, disguising himself as Mao Miaomiao, sat at the CEO table in his office, gazing at the new president of China, who stood there with several bodyguards behind him. The latter sweated profusely even though the room temperature was below 20 Celsius.

"Comrade Mao, our country is in dire need of funds to invest in the game world. Could you allocate PACT to the government?" Asked the president.

Uriel shook his head. He mimicked Mao Miaomiao's signature smirk and rested his feet on the table while he leaned back.

"Not happening. The game world's economy will crash if I keep printing PACT tokens for you."

"But your company is hoarding 70% of the PACT tokens. Our population needs those to upgrade their game characters and acquire their superpower to compete with the West!"

"Correction, YOUR cronies and families need them to expand your riches, not for the country! Do you understand the amount you request? In the exchange sites, they offer 20,000$ per PACT. How much did you request? Three freaking billion tokens! Are you kidding me? This is basically a robbery! We won't give you shit."

"B-But our country will fall behind. Please be considerate for our country, Lord Mao."

Uriel frowned and put down his feet. He leaned forward, glaring at the president.

After that fateful war, Mao Miaomiao resurrected Uriel and sent him here to act as his body double, controlling the company as the new CEO and the chairperson of the company. Thus, Uriel held the helms of the game worlds, and he managed to PACT tokens.

The local government had been pressuring the company to pay various taxes during the past 10 years. Uriel acted as a buffer, using his superior cultivation to suppress the government's movements and nasty political tricks.

No military force could contend with gods. Even if they sent multiple nuclear missiles at Uriel, he could simply tank them and erase the entire country on a whim.

The president of China was aware of that since he also joined the game and managed to become immortal. He could measure Uriel's strength by inspecting the floating number on top of his head.

Mao Miaomiao, the Protector of the Universe, Level (???????)

Due to Uriel's power, the president only saw the question marks. He mistook Uriel as an entity, whose power surpassed deities and sages.

Uriel shut down the president's attempt, "I will not hand over our company's tokens to any government or anybody. It's a currency, and we have to respect the system. If you have nothing else to request, please leave."

The president gritted his teeth. He pointed his finger at Uriel's face, "You will regret this one day, Mao Miaomiao! Our technologies will surpass your primitive power, and China will unite the entire universe!"

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that. I won't send you out."

The group grudgingly stomped out of the company. They slammed the doors so hard that the hinges were broken.

Uriel deeply sighed and waved his fingers. The hinges and the doors were instantly repaired. After restoring his room, he sat on his chair and leaned back.

"Humans are so selfish. Just because poor players got a better superpower, those politicians are throwing tantrums."

The archangel summoned his administrator system. A hundred semi-transparent windows appeared around him, showing the statistics of the game worlds and the log files.

One of the windows showed the NFT pools, aka the game characters that players could get from the gacha. However, under each character, there was a hidden detail that only Uriel could see.

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Race: Angel

Gender: Female

Class: Lancer

Rarity: Ultra-Rare

Origins: Clone of Azazel

Obtain Conditions: Only female players with humility, compassion, and courage can obtain this character from gacha.

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Race: High Human

Gender: Male

Class: Prophet Monk

Rarity: Ultra-Rare

Origins: Clone of OG-Buddha

Obtain Conditions: Only male players with seven virtues and taintless souls can obtain this character from gacha.

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Most of the good NFTs were rigged, and only upright players could obtain them. As for the unqualified ones, they would never get any SR or UR character no matter how much money they poured into the game.

During Pangu's reign, this restriction could easily be bypassed by abusing the trade website. Players could sell or purchase NFT characters back then. However, under Uriel's control, NFT trading sites were banned and shut down. Violators would be put on the hit list, which protagonists relied on it to hunt down rogue cultivators and evildoers that government couldn't punish.

This was a system that Uriel personally created to filter out criminals and selfish players from getting too strong or obtaining a superior superpower. Even if they managed to acquire a good NFT from the black market, Uriel would commission Bianca, Lee Jinyong, Jungwoo, Hiiro, and Chase to eliminate them.

As for the token price, Uriel left it alone as it worked in their favor.

While Uriel admired the list of UR and SR NFTs, one of the windows prompted him with a message.

DING

<Player Xiaomao has earned 100,000,000 PACT from Slave Dungeon's annual taxes.>

"Oh, boy," Uriel burst into laughter. Then, he swiped one of the floating windows to snoop on Xiaomao's bank balance.

At the moment, Xiaomao was ranked second for the richest player in the game world number three. As for the first rank, a Korean businessman monopolized the throne.

Xiaomao's Token Balance: 1,151,000,000 PACTs

Song Yang-Cheol's Token Balance: 1,850,000,000 PACTs

"They're damn rich. I understand Song Family's motive, but what is Xiaomao doing with that money? He's an entity now, and he doesn't need the game currency. Why is he collecting them?"

Uriel's question was soon answered. The next moment, one of the windows reported Xiaomao's activities.

<Player Xiaomao has spent 1,000,000 PACTs to create a new blank floor for Slave Dungeon.>

<Player Xiaomao has spent 5,000,000 PACTs to expand five dungeon floors.>

<Player Xiaomao has spent 30,000,000 PACTs to pay his subordinates' salaries.>

<Player Xiaomao has spent 25,000,000 PACTs to upgrade and repair Slave Dungeon's residential zones.>

In just minutes, Xiaomao spent so much money on the people in his dungeon. Uriel couldn't help but admire Xiaomao's character.

"Still the same as ever. But hasn't he moved to the higher realm? Why is he still around in Mu-Nyang's universe?"

Interested, Uriel picked one of the windows and opened an observation menu to see Xiaomao's activities in real-time. However, Xiaomao was no longer in the dungeon or in the game world.

DING

<Player Xiaomao has ascended to the higher realm.>

"Ah, I miss him. Too bad."

Uriel gave up snooping on Xiaomao's daily life. He turned his attention to the company's token balance, which recently increased because of Xiaomao's spending spree. 31 million entered the company's pocket while 30 million tokens circulated in the market.

The archangel didn't wait around. He opened the company's exchange site and allocated the newly arrived tokens to the company's exchange account. Then, he granted permission to the financial team to liquidate them into Earth's currencies.

BEEP

A few minutes later, red candle sticks flashed as someone dumped one million tokens in the market. The token price decreased by 10% on the spot.

Uriel giggled as he didn't care about the price. He sent a voice transmission to the finance director.

"Crash the market if you can. The token price is too high right now."

A few seconds later, Uriel heard a reply, "Sir, many token holders will panic-sell if we dump 30 million to the exchange site today."

"Lower the price until it stabilizes at 100$. We want poor people with good hearts in the game."

"If you say so, sir."

Uriel was not worried about the panic sale or the company's profits as he was aware of the game world's value. So far, many elderly people considered transferring their consciousness to an NFT game character to avoid permanent death in real life. Thus, the demand for PACT never decreased no matter how high the price was.

Moreover, the players in the game worlds worked very hard to collect PACTs by doing contribution quests, which could only be obtained from events, controlled by Uriel. Without the quests, they could only wait for their weekly income. After they got the hold of PACTs, they instantly spent them in the game's cash shop to purchase unobtainable items in game worlds, such as NFT gacha tickets, dimensional safe houses, unique cultivation manuals, lands, private dungeons, or the permit to migrate their souls to the game worlds forever.

In a way, Uriel and Mao Miaomiao ran a scamming organization, and everybody on Earth was their prey. However, they did it to ensure the local's safety and improve their life quality.

BEEP

The price kept getting lower. As the crypto trading sites had no floor limits, PACT's value dropped from 20,000 to 4,000$ within five minutes.

DING

Suddenly, the price went up. Someone just collected a million tokens in one order.

Uriel checked the name of the buyer, and he was surprised. It was one of Song Yang-Cheol's family members, but he was not a part of Slave Dungeon.

"Oh, well. I guess that Song Yang-Cheol's children will start making trouble soon. Then, that guy's grandson will become a protagonist of the new generation. So, this is his family setting."

He shrugged and closed all the windows. He rested and rotated his seat around, looking at the scenery outside the windows. He thought of the other brothers, who had been resurrected at the same time. Unfortunately, Uriel could no longer call them brothers anymore.

They became his SISTERS!

"RIP, gabby, miky, rahpy, and everybody. I wish you can retain your sanity."

Uriel held his hands and prayed for his SISTERS.

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= Mao Miaomiao's Dantian Universe =

On a green planet, farmlands occupied half of the land. 50 million sexy dryads tended the farms in their birthday suits, carrying hoes and farming tools.

At the center of the farmlands, a large city was situated there. Moaning, panting, and violent pleasure screams were the only noises that the dryads could hear. Yet, they looked indifferent as if it was a normal occurrence.

At the heart of the city was a three-story mansion. In the master bedroom, a certain black-winged angel had been pumping seeds into a female archangel's hole. The other angels lay on the floor, exhausted.

SPLURT

The insemination was completed. The female angel shrieked in pleasure and collapsed on the king-sized bed.

Mao Miaomiao let out a long sigh of satisfaction. He turned left and gazed at the refined black-haired woman and the blond-haired Oni in sexy lingerie.

"Devil, Wei Yuan, you're next."

Devil, aka Cao Cao, giggled and crawled onto Mao Miaomiao's bed. She pushed him down and rode on him. Wei Yuan, the mistress, also flanked him from the back.

"About time you partake of me. I thought you forgot about your mother," Devil complained.

Wei Yuan rested Mao Miaomiao's head on her lap. Then, she let him drink her milk, "Come here, big baby. How long has it been since we last bedded?"

Mao Miaomiao shrugged, "Not too long. Probably a week outside?"

"A week in Mu-Nyang's universe is 10,000 years over here. We're bored to death, you know?"

"Whoops."

"That's why you must do your best for us. You can't rest until we are impregnated. I want another son."

Devil added, "I want a daughter, though. Can I?"

Mao Miaomiao's expression darkened for a moment. But as soon as Devil touched his little brother, he got excited, "Yes, Mom."

The group laughed. Then, they enjoyed their private time alone in their universe.