NovelEnglishChapter 57 1/3 "I wouldn't believe you you!" Sean shook his head.
He'd rather believe that Carlisle had psychic abilities than entertain the idea of him being a ttraveler. Metaphysics and mythology were two different things.
Carlisle had previously added the player who taught him how to play The Mystical Journey at the intecafe.
His usernwas The Sly Knight.
Suddenly, a notification flashed on the ginterface. Carlisle clicked it open and saw that it was at message from The Sly Knight, The Sly Knight wrote, "It's been a while since you last cto the intecafe!” Carlisle replied, "I've cto Riverland to study!" "You're a university student?" "Yup!" "If you don't mind, can I ask you something?" "Ask away!" "Could you lenda hundred dollars?" "Have you encountered sproblems?" "My sister broke her leg. I've already sold all my in-gmachinery, but I'm still short on funds for the surgery. I've already borrowed as much as I can! I'm truly out of options!" Sean glanced at Carlisle and The Sly_Knight's conversation. He immediately said, "You must not believe him, Carlisle! He's obviously lying to you. If his sister truly needs surgery, how could he still be online?" Sean pondered for a moment before replying. "Is a hundred dollars enough?" The Sly Knight immediately typed back, “No, but I only dare to ask you for this much. You're still a student, so even a hundred dollars must be a stretch for you!" Carlisle asked, "How much more do you need?" "Five hundred dollars..." "Carl, you can't possibly be thinking of lending him the money, are you? Five hundred dollars is equivalent to an ordinary person's monthly salary!" Sean was starting to grow anxious. He reached out to switch off Carlisle's computer, but his hand was immediately swatted away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt23 "Better to be safe than sorry. If something were to happen to his sister just because of five hundred dollars, I'd never forgive myself..." Sean exclaimed, "Are the two of you even close? There are so many people in need in this world. There's no way you can help every single one of Just because you have smoney, do you think you're now ssort of philanthropist?" Carlisle knew that Sean was just looking out for him, worried that he might be scammed.
Based on the few interactions he had with The Sly_Knight and his two life experiences, he believed that the person was not a scammer.
Carlisle patted Sean's shoulder and said with a smile, "Five hundred dollars isn't that much. It's not that big of a deal!" "Do whatever you like!" Seeing that Carlisle had already made up his mind, Sean no longer continued to persuade him.
Carlisle took out his phone and called the Intecafe's owner, Ivan Sanders.
"Mr. Sanders, this is Carlisle..." "Carlisle?" Upon hearing Carlisle's voice, Ivan nearly dropped the cigarette in his mouth.
Why was Carlisle suddenly calling him? Could Carlisle have seen the price of the Heavenly Sword posted on the forum and regretted it? Damn it...
It was too late now.
If Carlisle dared clooking for him, he would simply give him a piece of his mind.
However, thinking about how he had decided to turn a new leaf and his pregnant wife, Ivan was hesitant.
If there was no other option, he was willing to give him a portion of his earnings.
"Mr. Sanders, could you lendfive hundred dollars? I'll go to the bank and transfer the money to you tomorrow!" Using a passbook to transfer money could only be done at the bank's counter.
The bank was already closed, so he could only turn to Ivan for the money.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIvan let out a sigh of relief.
While five hundred dollars wasn't a small amount, considering that he was about to make fifty thousand dollars from selling the Heavenly Sword, this amount was nothing. Carlisle cradled his phone between his ear and shoulder as he asked The Sly_Knight which computer booth he was at.
Chopte: 57 "I'm on the first floor. Booth number eight!" The Sly Knight immediately replied.
Carlisle told Ivan about The Sly Knight's situation.
Upon hearing that his customer's sister had leukemia, Ivan immediately said, "You're a good person, Carlisle, How about this? I'll give him an additional five hundred dollars in my name..." "Thank you so much, Mr. Sanders..." Carlisle couldn't help but look at Ivan in a positive light.
He was unaware that the Heavenly Sword had now risen to an exorbitant price of 130 thousand dollars. Ivan hung up the phone and went to his bedroom closet to retrieve the money. Spin to Claim Your Surprise X
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