Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 161 158-Young Master, You Really Can’t Eat That!

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"Buy?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Hearing that these people wanted to buy his special produce, Velen's expression immediately darkened.

"I am Galdorin, Chief Magus of the Uno Kingdom, and this here is the heir to the Uno Kingdom. Rest assured, we can definitely afford to purchase these Fruits of the Saintess!"

Galdorin assumed Velen was worried they couldn't afford it, so he directly revealed their identities.

"Chief Magus? Kingdom heir?"

"You think you're rich? I'm richer!"

"Let me tell you something—these Fruits of the Saintess? I'm wasting them just for the sake of it! Even if God himself came down, he wouldn't be able to stop me!"

After speaking, Velen ignored them and returned to his previous spot, his excitement returning as he shouted again.

One minute...

Two minutes...

Three minutes...

"No, I can't take this anymore!"

Watching as these precious Fruits of the Saintess continued to be squandered, Galdorin finally lost his composure.

This was insane!

He couldn't bear it!

"Where is the lord of this fortress?! Do you even realize they're tossing around one of the top ten most valuable alchemical ingredients in the Singularity Battlefield?!"

"Even if you spent a hundred years in the Singularity Battlefield, you might not come across a single one! You can't let them keep wasting them like this!"

The moment Galdorin finished speaking, the people who had been playing around so gleefully suddenly froze.

Fruits of the Saintess?!

These were actually the legendary Fruits of the Saintess?!

The ones they had only ever heard of but never seen in their entire lives? And they were just throwing them around like toys?!

"Holy crap, we've been playing with Fruits of the Saintess this whole time?"

"Young Master Velen, you're a legend!"

"He's willing to use such precious alchemical ingredients just to make us happy!"

After their initial shock, Corner excitedly picked up a Fruit of the Saintess from the ground and hurled it at Apollo!

Corner had fully embraced the philosophy—who cares about value? Just burn money!

Extravagance was the way!

As Corner rekindled the game, the others smiled bitterly before joining the chaos once again.

Who could stop Velen from wasting money?

They should have expected this—how could anything Velen brought out be ordinary?

Galdorin watched in despair as Fruits of the Saintess flew through the air.

This is madness!

Everyone in this fortress was completely insane!

Were they primitive savages?!

Had they never been to the Singularity Battlefield?!

Had they never heard of Fruits of the Saintess?!

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Galdorin was on the verge of a breakdown. Those precious Fruits of the Saintess might have been hitting other people, but every impact was a stab to his heart!

Wait!

Where was the prince?!

"Your Highness! Y-you… what are you doing?!"

When Galdorin finally remembered Eureka, he was horrified to see the prince crouched nearby, picking up the crushed Fruits of the Saintess from the ground and eating them!

Galdorin was so distressed he was nearly in tears!

Your Highness, you can't eat that!

You're the heir to the Uno Kingdom!

How can you be eating filthy, dirt-covered scraps of alchemical ingredients from the ground?!

Moments later…

"Delicious!"

"This is the taste!"

"Your Highness, today we've hit the jackpot! Let's eat to our hearts' content!"

Seeing the ground littered with smashed Fruits of the Saintess, Galdorin decided—even if he died from overeating today, he had to make the most of this!

Velen watched as Galdorin and Eureka sat on the ground, casually grabbing the crushed fruits and stuffing their faces. His mouth twitched.

Are these two cosmic hobos who came here to dumpster dive?!

"Are you sure these guys aren't just here for comic relief?"

"And they call themselves a Chief Magus and a kingdom heir? People of such status wouldn't be eating rotten fruit off the ground!"

Velen was utterly speechless.

After a long while…

Ding! Congratulations, host! You have completed today's special production. Rewards: 1000 luxury points, 10,000 Fruits of the Saintess!

Hell yes!

Rewards!

Seeing that his reward was a whole 10,000 Fruits of the Saintess, Velen's face lit up with joy.

These bright red fruits really were delicious.

"Enough eating!"

"If you guys want more, you can have all these crushed ones, but only if you clean this place up!"

Seeing that Galdorin and Eureka were already full but still forcing themselves to eat, Velen was exasperated.

"Really?!"

Hearing this, both Galdorin and Eureka were moved to tears.

Who cares if they were crushed?!

Even crushed, they were still Fruits of the Saintess!

No exaggeration—if they brought this pile of crushed fruits back to their kingdom, even the five knight commanders would be groveling at their feet!

"Apollo, tell me—who got hit the most in the fruit fight just now? And who got hit the least?"

Velen wasn't about to keep track of such things himself. He had long since delegated that to Apollo.

"Young Master Velen, the one who got hit the most was the lord, and the one who got hit the least was the rabbit."

Hearing Velen's question, Apollo immediately reported.

"Velen!"

"This is all your fault! If you hadn't told me to take hits on purpose, I wouldn't have—"

Before Anastasia could finish her complaint, she saw the spatial ring Velen tossed her. Peeking inside, she found 100 fresh Fruits of the Saintess.

Her words immediately got stuck in her throat.

???

As they watched Anastasia leave with a big smile, everyone was dumbfounded.

She got 5000 bottles of terrible potions and was still this happy?!

"Rabbit, come here!"

"You don't get a spatial ring."

"These 100 Fruits of the Saintess are all yours."

As he spoke, Velen placed 100 Fruits of the Saintess in front of the rabbit.

Wait, what?!

Wasn't the punishment supposed to be 5000 bottles of terrible potions?

How did that turn into 100 Fruits of the Saintess?!

Where was the punishment?!

Was this a joke?!

Or…

Was it because the ones being "punished" were Velen's beloved lord and his treasured rabbit, so the "punishment" was secretly changed?

Gulp.

Regardless of the reason, as they watched the rabbit smugly look around while enjoying the Fruits of the Saintess, its face brimming with satisfaction, everyone couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Galdorin, what the hell is this fortress?!"

Eureka stared at the crushed fruit in his hand, then at the rabbit happily munching on fresh ones nearby, his face full of despair.

Screw being an heir!

Who could endure this?!

"Your Highness, one must learn to be content!"

"With these crushed fruits, we'll be set for life when we return to the kingdom!"

"As for that rabbit… damn it, I'm jealous too!"

With that, the Chief Magus wiped away a tear and continued gathering the broken fruits.

He was afraid that if he watched any longer, he might have a full-on breakdown!

This is infuriating!

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone gets a share—ten Fruits of the Saintess per person!"

"In the future, I'll be holding more competitions, but the punishments could be Fortifying Potions or other rare items. What you get depends on fate!"

Hearing this, the crowd went wild!

This was absolute madness!

Now they had a serious dilemma—should they fight for the punishment spots next time or not?!

"Velen is the undisputed king of extravagance!"