2.5 billion Truth Gold Coins!
As those lovely, alluring coins, radiating infinite charm, touched Mike, they instantly lost their golden luster, transforming into dull copper. And the Broke status had a peculiar magic.
Mike didn't need to touch every single coin; a single touch transformed the entire mountain.
Mike didn't quite remember how he walked out of that mountain of copper. Like a lost soul, a walking corpse, he numbly left the private space.
Watching his retreating figure, Master Fool felt a strange, unsettling pang.
*Did I… take it too far?* she wondered.
Vladimir, glancing at Fool, sneered internally. *Such a fool.*
Feeling sorry for Thor? How naive... He beckoned Bilbo over to collect the copper coins. "Count them carefully! Not a single coin can be missing!"
