Just call me Thor

Chapter 475: This is called making the most of the rules to maximize one's advantage



"Simulation failed in the eighth life! Starting the ninth life!"

The Ninth Life, the final one! Born into the renowned Carson family, his name was Rock Carson. As soon as Rock was born, a bolt of lightning struck, bestowing a heavenly treasure upon him!

Still nursing, Rock looked at the distant Master Dream Thor with big, curious eyes. "Master Dream, what is that in your hand?"

Mike raised the ring in his hand, seriously bluffing, "This is called the Ether Ring, your accompanying spiritual!"

Really? Rock wasn't quite convinced. He scrutinized the 'Ether Ring' in Master Dream's hand. It looked like a keychain, holding nine weapons, a full nine!

There was Edge Carson's Heaven Blade, Blade Carson's Heaven Sword, Feather Carson's Heaven Spear... The last piece of equipment was a withered wood staff, a treasure of the Simulation world, of extraordinary quality.

Nine accompanying spirituals, equivalent to nine SS-grade pieces of equipment, strung together on a steel wire!

"Could it be..." Rock analyzed seriously, "Master Dream, are you planning to exploit a bug again?"

Previously, Master Dream had made a deal with the Tower Spirit, allowing Rock to take one accompanying spiritual out of this world. But combining nine into one seemed... a bit of a stretch, right?

"What bug? This is called making the most of the rules to maximize one's advantage," Mike said firmly, "I say it's one piece of equipment, so it is! Even if the Supreme Demon God came today, it's still one piece!"

Rock didn't argue further. Master Dream exploiting a bug to bring more equipment out of this world was ultimately for Rock's benefit.

Although trapped in the Simulation world, Rock's perspective hadn't become narrow. Having faced nemeses in eight lives, he had seen his share of fine weapons. The staff in Thor's hand was undoubtedly top-tier equipment.

Moreover, through his interactions with Master Dream, Rock noticed an interesting phenomenon. Master Dream seemed stingy, but in reality, he was quite generous! Once these pieces of equipment were out, they were surely meant for Rock's use.

Rock nodded slightly, thinking to himself, "It seems being stingy is just Master Dream's facade. The real Master Dream is a generous person who doesn't care about money!"

Mike, of course, was unaware of Rock's inner thoughts. After leaving the accompanying spiritual, Mike departed, letting Rock continue his final life.

Sitting atop the clouds, Mike looked down. In this life, Rock didn't practice martial arts but instead began studying magic!

Perhaps inspired by Mike's Thunderclap Strike, or maybe due to Rock's own extraordinary Divine Endowment, he managed to carve out a second path in a world where everyone practiced martial arts!

Having achieved minor success in magic, Rock immediately began dual cultivation of immortality and martial arts, rapidly advancing in strength!

A century later, he was a mature melee mage. Moreover, Rock specialized in Lightning magic, not only wielding powerful Lightning but also maxing out his Lightning resistance!

If he encountered that Thunderclap Strike again, Rock was confident he could withstand it! With everything prepared, Rock, armed with the cultivation of the Nine Lives Cycle, launched his final assault on the tribulation!

A void rift appeared, and a figure emerged. Before Rock could make a move, the figure exclaimed, "Ah, I lost!"

The phantom dissipated automatically, and Rock succeeded in his tribulation!

Rock: ???

Is that even possible?

"What are you waiting for? Get out here!" Outside the Simulation world, Mike had been waiting for a while, urging Rock to hurry up.

This was Rock's final life. Although his Lightning resistance was maxed out, if he truly fought Mike, his chances of winning were still zero.

Mike had gone through all this trouble to bring this disciple into the real world, not to zap him to death with Chaotic Lightning again.

And so, Rock easily passed his final tribulation. With the 'Ether Ring Nine SS-grade equipment,' Rock once again left the Simulation world, returning to the thirty-first floor of the Tower of Truth.

He respectfully said to Mike, "Master Dream, your kindness is too great. I am willing to follow you and remain loyal to you forever!"

"We'll talk about that later," Mike waved his hand, saying seriously, "First, think of a new name for yourself. After the Nine Lives Cycle, you have nine names. If you don't like any of them, you can choose your own."

After speaking, Mike added, "Redbull is not an option!"

Mike advised, "Take your time, no rush."

"Understood." Rock nodded, obediently following behind Mike.

Summoning the Core Crystal of Truth, Mike took a deep breath. The Nine Lives Cycle,

spanning thousands of years, had finally reached its last step!

Among the instances Mike had conquered, the thirty-first floor was one of the most challenging. Fortunately, the outcome was good, and he even managed to snag a talented disciple, along with nine pieces of SS-grade equipment!

Placing his hand on the Core Crystal of Truth, Mike said solemnly, "Settle!"

In an instant, the skies cleared, and countless spring breezes swept through the floor, cleansing it of the filth left by the previous black mist! The thirty-first floor of the Tower of Truth returned to the control of the Tower Spirit!

A white light was about to engulf Mike, taking him and Rock back to the Core City of Truth.

Mike cleared his throat, "Ahem."

When he had made the deal with the Tower Spirit, he had quietly made a not-so- unreasonable request. Now, it was time for the Tower Spirit to fulfill its promise!

Almost simultaneously, a familiar prompt sounded in the ears of all humans within the Tower

of Truth,

"Congratulations to participant Thor for successfully reclaiming the thirty-first floor of the Tower of Truth!"

"Congratulations to participant Thor for conquering the thirty-first floor with an SSSS-grade rating!"

...

Leaving the Tower of Truth with Rock, Mike didn't stop at the Core City of Truth but instead returned to his private space first.

"Fool, I'm back!" Mike, having successfully reclaimed the thirty-first floor, was in a good

mood.

Completing Rock's Nine Lives Cycle on the thirty-first floor had taken quite a bit of time, over five hours in total. With only an hour left, attempting the thirty-second floor would be too

rushed.

In the past, Mike might have given it a try. But now, with the Tower of Truth occupied by the Supreme Demon God's subordinates, the difficulty had increased more than tenfold.

The Fool Master, arriving upon hearing the news, said coldly, "Thor, don't forget what you

promised me."

Mike retorted, "Look at you talking like that. Am I the kind of person who goes back on their

word?!"

The Fool Master sneered, "One, you do go back on your word. Two, it's hard to believe you're

a person."

Mike wasn't bothered by the Fool Master's verbal jabs.

The Fool Master emphasized, "We agreed beforehand, a three-seven split of what we got

from the Tower Spirit."

"Yeah, yeah," Mike pointed at Rock, "I got a disciple and a piece of equipment. How do we

split that?"

As he spoke, Mike gave Rock a knowing look. Rock understood; Master Dream was planning to

exploit a bug again.

He removed all the equipment from the Ether Ring, leaving only the ring itself. Though called the Ether Ring, it was just a piece of scrap wire, something no one would want even if given

for free!

"Thor..." The Fool Master gritted her teeth, initially angry, but then seemed to have an

epiphany. She pulled out a boning knife, saying seriously, "Let's split your disciple three-

seven, shall we?"

Judging by the Fool's tone, she was ready to physically divide him.

"What a ruthless demon race creature!" Mike rolled his eyes and ultimately compromised. He

needed to maintain a long-term business relationship with the Tower Spirit, and the Fool Master was an important intermediary. Besides, this was just the first time. There were eighteen more floors to go, plenty of opportunities!

Mike had Rock remove the attachments from the Ether Ring, "A total of nine SS-grade pieces of equipment, plus my disciple." Mike calculated, "A three-seven split, seven SS-grade pieces of equipment go to my third bro, leaving us with the remaining thirty percent."

The Fool Master nodded slightly. This was the agreed-upon arrangement, and she naturally

accepted it.

"As for the remaining thirty percent, we didn't specify how to split it." Mike waved his hand, "Since we didn't specify, it's a 100-0 split! I'll take a little loss and take 100 percent!"

The Fool Master raised the boning knife again.

"Put the weapon down, let's talk this out!" Seeing the 100-0 split fail, Mike proposed another

plan, "Fool, look, my disciple is following me and has to work for the Tower Spirit. You can't

take that away, right?"

The Fool Master said, "Then give me two SS-grade pieces of equipment!"

"One at most!"

"One it is!"

Finally, they reached an agreement. Seven SS-grade pieces of equipment went to Apollo, one

to the Fool Master, and one remained with Mike. Rock was left with just the Ether Ring.

A question mark slowly rose above Rock's head. Did something go wrong somewhere?

Noticing Rock's confusion, the Fool Master chuckled, "Your master does the math this way; you'll understand in time."

Mike's generosity in splitting the loot wasn't due to a sudden burst of conscience. Doing business with the Tower Spirit required an intermediary. The Tower Spirit chose the Mystic Market as the intermediary, while Mike chose the Fool Master.

Choosing the Mystic Market ensured fairness and justice in the transaction! Mike chose the Fool Master to prevent the Tower Spirit from reneging, having someone to chase debts. After storing the seven SS-grade pieces of equipment, Mike looked at Rock and said seriously,

"These pieces of equipment, I'll hand them over to my third bro through the Mystic Market, who is also your savior."

Rock nodded, raising no objections. A life-saving grace was beyond repayment. A few pieces of equipment were nothing in comparison.

"Of course, transactions in the Mystic Market are all about fairness and justice, just like me."

Mike continued to explain, "Once these pieces of equipment enter the Mystic Market, they'll be clearly priced. When you have the money in the future, you can buy them back." Thinking for a moment, Mike added, "I'll have a word with Foreskin; these pieces of equipment won't be sold to others within a year."

Rock's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a sense of gratitude in his heart, "Master Dream is doing this to motivate me, ensuring I don't slack off in my cultivation!"

Rock clenched his fists, determined, "I can't let Master Dream down. Within six months, no,

three months, I'll buy back all these pieces of equipment!"

Seeing his expression, the Fool Master knew Rock had misunderstood. The Fool Master

bluntly said, "Your master is just stingy, not that thoughtful."

Seven SS-grade pieces of equipment, together, were worth no more than 50,000 Lord merits!

"Do you understand what it means to teach according to one's aptitude?" Mike was tempted

to kick the Fool Master!

The loot-sharing session concluded. Mike left Rock with the weapon from his last life, a

withered wood staff. After leaving the Simulation world, Rock's level plummeted from 989 to 600, significantly reducing his strength.

"No worries, give you some time, and you'll soon be back at your peak." Mike had everything

planned out for Rock.

After becoming the butler for floors 31 to 60, Rock could go to floors above 50 to fight

monsters and level up, as those floors hadn't been taken over by the Supreme Demon God's

subordinates.

"Before we set off, there's one more thing to do." Mike looked at Rock and asked, "Have you thought of your new name?"

A name? The Fool Master's eyebrows raised, eyes lighting up. "Let me, let me! How about

Thorfool?"

The Fool Master even offered a high price, "If you're willing to take this name, I'll craft a set

of SS-grade equipment for your master!"

Rock was momentarily tempted.

"Get lost!" Mike rolled his eyes, shooing away the troublemaking Fool Master. This time,

Rock's name was essentially his ID. If he really named himself Thorfool, there'd be no saving

him.

"I've already decided." After speaking, Mike taught him how to summon the Core Crystal of Truth and input his ID. A flash of lightning, and Rock had a new name! The Fool Master blinked, curiously asking, "What did you choose?"

"I have lived through nine lives, traveled the world, and finally seen the famous light. My

name should be simple too." He said seriously, "So... I want to be called 'Light Nine'!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om