Su Nanzhi checked the Feng Shui when she bought the house, ensuring that it was considered a wealth-attracting and prosperous home by her master's standards.
After being paralyzed for half an hour, Su Nanzhi finally got up, pulled out a Peach Wood Sword and an Eight Trigrams Plate from her suitcase, and eventually just flipped the suitcase open completely, revealing all her treasures inside.
"Good night."
Sometimes, when she was alone for too long without anyone to talk to, she would eventually start conversing with these little things.
Being isolated from the world for a long time, she would occasionally talk to herself.
Because of the treasures that were opened from that case, the things that came following Su Nanzhi's scent trembled profusely, clinging to the window trying to peer inside but were so frightened that they pissed themselves silly.
Damn, scared the ghosts to death, which boss dropped so many magic weapons in one place to scare ghosts???
Although Su Nanzhi had the aspect of a short-lived person, she was deeply loved by those beings from the Netherworld, as if biting her could directly make them ascend, they rushed towards her recklessly.
So, her master later gave Su Nanzhi many magic weapons, including her frequently despised Peach Wood Sword, which were items that others couldn't buy even if they offered a good price.
Su Nanzhi took a shower, changed into a pure white nightgown, her short hair still a bit wet, and she dried it with a towel for a while as she checked her phone.
She logged into an account she hadn't managed in a long time.
Once online, the constant "drip drip" sound of various notifications gave her a headache.
[It's the 596th day since the boss disappeared, missing him...]
[Did the boss really abandon his account??!!! My grandpa is undergoing surgery in a few days, and I want to buy a Good Luck Charm or a peace charm!!]
[Another day praying for the boss to log on, look at these poor people desperate to give you money!!!]
[Did something happen to the boss for being offline so long?]
[Shut up upstairs! How could something happen to the boss!]
[...]
Su Nanzhi: "..."
Does metaphysics really exist in this world?
Some people are ardent atheists who believe in science, but others say that the end of science is metaphysics.
There's this relatively unknown website called "Xuanwang."
Her master once said that whenever she needed money, she could register an account and make some.
Su Nanzhi knew that although her master was a bit reckless by nature and typically a spendthrift, he had managed to avoid impoverishing himself after so many years, which means he knew how to make money.
Then about two years ago, she registered an account named "Centenarian," because Su Nanzhi had a somewhat significant dream of living to be a hundred years old.
For someone who had her death foretold not long after her birth, to survive, she had suffered quite a bit.
Following her master's pricing suggestions, at first, many complained about the high prices, yet later, there were also many who missed the chance to spend their money.
Su Nanzhi had made enough money and hadn't logged into the account since then, which was almost two years ago now.
The moment Su Nanzhi went online, her avatar lit up and immediately, the messages exploded again.
"..."
Looking at the stuttering program, she then sent a complaint to Xuanwang's software engineers.
Perhaps because of the shiny title above her head, the engineer quickly resolved her issue.
Because of the overwhelming information, Su Nanzhi even felt a bit irritable and almost wanted to shut it down.
But she resisted the urge and took a few orders in the back office.
Soon, someone on the Xuanwang forum posted a screenshot of the transaction page.
[The boss was moved by my filial piety!!!]