Read Novel Full Chapter 665.2
Chapter 665.2
When Xia Chi reached the wall, the hole had shrunk to just ten centimeters. He hurriedly took out his paintbrush and frantically added more color to the circle, barely managing to save it in time.
With the last bit of paint left in the paintbrush, Xia Chi widened the circle just enough for them to pass through.
But the circle was still shrinking. The two of them didn’t hesitate and dove in one after the other.
[Ding! Congratulations, player, on discovering a new world!]
[Go, young man! Explore all the truths you wish to uncover!]
The system’s voice sounded more excited than even he was.
Xia Chi’s head knocked into something heavy, and he rubbed his head as he stood up, curiously surveying his surroundings.
He was standing in a grassy field, with a cobblestone path and a marble fountain not far away. In the distance, a grand, luxurious mansion was visible, partially hidden behind trees and flowerbeds.
“Tan Yue?” Xia Chi called out. He looked around, but saw no sign of him. After calling twice and getting no response, Xia Chi simply stopped talking.
He was here by himself and did not see Tan Yue or Li Mi. It seemed they had been separated.
Could this be the real world where the author lived?
It was dusk. The sky was darkening, with clouds rolling across the evening horizon.
A few women dressed in matching uniforms came into view. They wore aprons and carried cleaning tools, likely the staff of the mansion.
“The young master threw a tantrum again today.”
“Ming dynasty porcelain, worth millions. He just smashed it like it was nothing. People like me can’t even imagine it—we couldn’t earn that much in a lifetime.”
“Who makes our young master’s family rich? They’ve only got the young master. Of course, they’d spoil him.”
“You’re right. With all the assets this family has, he could throw tantrums every day and still never starve.”
“What was today’s tantrum about?”
“Apparently, someone messed with the young master’s posters, and the young master got so mad he smashed the porcelain.”
“Rich and reckless.”
“Filthy rich and shameless. I am so envious.”
“Every day, I wake up on a 50-meter-wide bed, and the moment I open my eyes, there’s someone right beside me, ready to help me get dressed. The tea I drink in the morning is made from the freshest dew of the day, collected at dawn in Haishi. My breakfast consists of fruits and small snacks flown in from all over the world, and the cost of just that single meal is three million.”
“The water I use for bathing is transported from the dead volcanic springs of Tianshan, naturally sterilized by sulfur. It’s said that this water not only guarantees clear and smooth skin, but also extends your life. A bath costs five hundred thousand.”
“Lunch is even more extravagant. Blue lobsters from the deep sea and fresh sweet shrimp from Iceland are daily staples, costing two million. And that doesn’t even include the other delicacies. Altogether, lunch costs five million, and dinner is another six million. Just for food alone, the young master spends over ten million a day. God, ten million a day, it’s beyond comprehension.”
“And don’t forget the midnight snacks. The young master never eats frozen or reheated food. The world’s top ten chefs take turns standing by 24/7 to prepare his meals at any time. Their combined monthly salaries add up to twenty million.”
“Each chef earns two million a month, and they only serve the young master. They get fifteen months’ pay annually, with bonuses and triple holiday wages. An annual salary of thirty million. Just working one year as a chef here would guarantee financial freedom.”
“The life of the rich is truly an eye-opener. Since I started working here, I’ve almost lost track of what money means. I used to think ten thousand yuan was a lot, but now, when fifty thousand is placed in front of me, my first thought is, ‘That’s just a single afternoon tea for the young master.'”
“It’s not just the life of the rich, but specifically, our young master’s family is beyond wealthy.”
“How rich is the young master? His daily expenses alone are at least fifty to sixty million. Over the course of a year, that’s an astronomical number.”
“I don’t know exactly how rich he is, but he has so much money that he can’t spend it all. I’ve never seen him even blink when he spends money.”
“What does the young master’s family do to be so rich?”
“I have no idea what his family does, but I know that if they wanted to, they could buy every company in the world. So, if you round it up, the young master’s family is involved in every industry globally.”
“That’s unbelievable. When will I ever get to live like that?”
“In your dreams.”
“Or maybe in your next life.”
“Haha, I wouldn’t even dare to dream of living like that.”
“Haha, so funny. Alright, let’s get back to work. If we take too long, the young master might get upset.”
“Let’s go, let’s go. We better be careful not to make him smash another piece of blue-and-white porcelain.”
The group laughed and walked away.
Xia Chi emerged from the bushes, still in shock from their conversation.
‘Over ten million just on food every day?’
‘Good lord, that’s way too rich!’
He really wanted to see what this young master, who could casually smash million-yuan antiques without batting an eye, looked like.
The sky was already getting dark, and Xia Chi carefully approached the large house.
Surrounding the house were floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the glass, the luxurious interior once again refreshed Xia Chi’s view of the world.
The ceiling glittered. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that the ceiling was embedded with diamonds.
The chandelier shone with a golden glow, an understated luxury that wasn’t over the top—most likely made of pure gold.
The walls were lined with crystals, and the black table, which appeared ordinary at first glance, sparkled faintly, revealing that it was made of top-grade obsidian.
Even the floor tiles weren’t simple. The pure white tiles emitted a soft glow, resembling white jade.
Is this a place where people live?
This looked more like a high-end storage facility for rare treasures!
The young master’s family was truly wealthy.
Hiding in the bushes, Xia Chi was still trying to figure out where to find Li Mi and the others when he suddenly saw a shadow sneak into the large house.
The figure looked familiar, like the long-haired author with a teardrop mole on his face.
Xia Chi followed him.
The main door to the house wasn’t locked. He gently pushed it open and stepped inside.
If the house was shocking when he looked in from the outside, it was even more jaw-dropping when he entered.
The ground, which had been unclear from the outside, was now fully visible. The smooth, glowing surface was indeed top-quality white jade.
This type of jade was typically used for making bracelets. A good bracelet could sell for hundreds of thousands, even millions.
Because of its rarity, the bigger the piece of jade, the more valuable it was.
And here, the entire floor was made of it. Its value was easily in the billions.
Not to mention the diamond-encrusted ceiling, the pure gold fixtures, and the priceless crystals. Just the contents of the first floor alone were worth tens of billions.
Xia Chi quickly snapped out of his awe over the wealth. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the shadow slip into a side door.
He immediately followed, pushing the door open to find a large utility room.
Inside were mops, brooms, and other cleaning tools, along with some employee uniforms. At the far end of the room was another door.
Xia Chi spotted the servant uniforms on a shelf and, without much thought, changed into one.
As he changed, tears welled up in his eyes.
Was this really the life of the rich? Even the uniforms for the staff were made of silk. They really didn’t care about money.
With tears in his eyes, he finished changing and pushed open the other door.
The door led to a long corridor with paintings hanging on both sides.
Xia Chi didn’t recognize the art from this world, but from the dates listed under the paintings, it was clear these were priceless antiques.
The corridor was narrow, and clearly not a main passageway, yet it was still lined with such valuable paintings.
The head of this family seemed to constantly want to show off four words: I am super rich.
After walking for a short while, Xia Chi caught a whiff of a sweet scent.
Ahead was an iron door. He pushed it open and found himself in the kitchen.
Contrary to his expectations, the kitchen wasn’t overflowing with food. Instead, there was a modest assortment of neatly arranged vegetables and some freshly prepared fish and meat.
Xia Chi approached the meat and saw that it still twitched slightly, as if it had just been cut from a freshly slaughtered animal, so fresh that the muscles were still contracting.
“Hey, you! The one staring at the meat.”
Xia Chi raised his head, and his gaze landed on a chef.
The chef pointed at him, “Yes, you. Come over here and help serve the dishes.”
Xia Chi glanced at the chef’s outfit, then looked down at his own.
Great, they were wearing the same thing.
Apparently, he’d put on a chef’s uniform.
Xia Chi walked over and saw that the chef was in the middle of plating the final dish.
On the cutting board beside him was a massive bluefin tuna, its head and body neatly placed, with only the middle part sliced open.
A few slices of the belly meat were carefully arranged on a plate, and the chef was delicately drizzling sauce around them.
Once finished, the chef pointed at Xia Chi. “Be careful with this. The young master specifically requested it for tonight. Hurry up and serve it, don’t let it lose its freshness.”
Xia Chi picked up the plate and discreetly followed the other kitchen staff, blending into the group as they carried out the dishes.
The dining room wasn’t far from the kitchen—probably to satisfy the young master’s appetite quickly. After walking for half a minute, he followed the group into the dining room.
The round dining table was nearly full of dishes.
But seated at the head of the table was just one person.
Out of curiosity, Xia Chi looked up to see what the young master looked like. When he saw the face clearly, his hands suddenly trembled, and the bluefin tuna almost slipped out of his grasp.
‘Li Mi?!’
‘Li Mi was the young master?’
Xia Chi quickly regained control, steadying the plate and his sanity.
Though shocked, he soon realized that this person wasn’t the Li Mi he knew.