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DEM Chapter 54: I’m Done Being a Worker! Nuoyi!

My phone took the initiative to snag a phone worth 19,999 for me?
What’s the difference between this and my loyal old wife bringing home a glamorous new concubine?
Why does it feel vaguely terrifying?

Is my phone about to spark an AI uprising?

Staring at the phone that had been with him for three years, Su Yuan fell into deep thought.

But he quickly snapped out of it. This is a cultivation world, for crying out loud, where’s the room for an AI uprising?
Magical treasures with autonomous intelligence, known as spirit treasures, have existed in the cultivation world for ages.

As the name suggests, these are treasures with a spirit.

The intelligence of spirit treasures varies greatly.
Low-level ones, like Su Yuan’s phone, might help by clicking a purchase button.
Rumor has it that high-level spirits can run errands, handle tasks, or even go to work and earn money, utterly incredible.

But no matter how high or low their intelligence, a spirit shouldn’t be manifesting in a three-year-old mid-range phone!
Many wealthy people spend years nurturing a spirit, constantly handling precious treasures and using rare materials to awaken them, yet even a decade of effort might not succeed.

And yet, his phone was casually showing signs of awakening a spirit?
Su Yuan rationally analyzed that his phone wasn’t anything special.
If there was anything unique, it was that he’d used the Demonic Technique · Weapon Finger on it twice, rousing its faint consciousness and achieving human-device unity twice.

At this realization, it dawned on him.

It was most likely the human-device unity.

Aside from treasures crafted with top-tier materials that are born with spirits, a spirit’s emergence relies on the treasure and its owner bonding over time.

No matter what methods a treasure’s owner uses to awaken a spirit, the core goal is singular:
Human-treasure unity!

This is a state of perfect harmony between a cultivator and their treasure, the easiest way to give birth to a spirit.

“Perhaps the Machine Soul Ecstasy is a prerequisite for human-treasure unity,” Su Yuan mused with clarity.
“And with the Demonic Technique · Weapon Finger, I can communicate with a treasure’s faint consciousness to forcibly enter this state of human-device unity.”
“In other words, it’s not just phones. As long as I want, I can boost any treasure’s favorability, trigger the Machine Soul Ecstasy state, and guide it to awaken a spirit.”
“Holy… cheat code!”

Reaching this conclusion, Su Yuan’s body trembled with excitement.

The potential of any single technique in the Demonic Technique · Five Fingers series far exceeded his expectations!

The Demonic Technique · Fate Finger peers into destinies, outclassing countless fortune-tellers.
The Demonic Technique · Spirit Finger turns trash into treasure, surpassing hordes of alchemists.
And the Demonic Technique · Weapon Finger can mass-produce spirits, driving down their value!

If used well, the Five Fingers series could generate immense wealth!

With this in mind, Su Yuan took a deep breath, shooed Chu Lanxi out of the changing room, and methodically filled in the delivery address to claim the 19,999 Qiankun phone.

Barring any surprises, the new phone would arrive tomorrow.

But Su Yuan had no intention of “taking a concubine.”
He looked sincerely at his “loyal old wife” and said, “Tell me, why did you go and grab a new phone for me on your own?”
“Are you jealous because you know I was going to buy a new one?”
“Don’t overthink it. You and I are the best in the world. How could I neglect you for some gaudy new thing? If you don’t believe me, once the new phone arrives, I’ll sell it to make a better life for us both.”

As he spoke, Su Yuan activated the Demonic Technique · Weapon Finger again to check his phone’s favorability toward him.

Good grief, it shot straight to 300!
What an easy phone to win over.

A sly, playboy-like smile curled on Su Yuan’s lips.

Outside the changing room, Chu Lanxi and Chen Nuoyi exchanged bewildered glances as they overheard Su Yuan’s mutterings.

“How long has Su Yuan… been showing these symptoms?” Chu Lanxi asked with a serious expression, sounding almost professional, as if he were about to don a doctor’s coat.

After a moment of silence, Chen Nuoyi said quietly, “I saw him go to the changing room alone and worried he was under too much stress, so I asked you to check on him. I didn’t expect the pressure of making money had already driven him to this state.”
“If I’d noticed earlier, maybe…”

At this, Chen Nuoyi was filled with self-blame.

When Su Yuan emerged from the changing room, he saw everyone in the shop diligently at work.
The moment he appeared, Chen Nuoyi and Chu Lanxi rushed over, showering him with concern so enthusiastic it baffled him.

“Su Yuan, you really don’t need to put so much pressure on yourself. Whatever happens, I’ll share the burden with you,” Chen Nuoyi said, mustering her courage to speak plainly.

Su Yuan was still clueless.
What pressure?

He could only assume the Class Leader was worried he couldn’t figure out a way to make money and was trying to comfort him.

He smiled and said, “Class Leader, no need to worry. I’ve already got a plan to make 30,000 a day!”

At that, a flash of surprise crossed Chen Nuoyi’s beautiful eyes.
A money-making plan so soon?

The coach is kind of amazing!

The girl’s respect deepened, and she listened intently.

Su Yuan sighed, tilting his head back, and said slowly, “I’ve learned a lesson from my short time as a worker.”
“The more you slave away at a regular job, the more likely you are to be chained to a desk, earning a pitiful fixed wage, just like countless other workers in society.”
“So, we have to break free from the mindset of a low-level worker.”

Looking at Su Yuan, whose aura had transformed and whose expression was profound, Chen Nuoyi swallowed hard and asked cautiously, “Coach, you mean…”

“I’m done being a worker, Nuoyi!”
Su Yuan’s gaze was razor-sharp as he waved his hand grandly. “Let’s do live-streamed sales!”

Chen Nuoyi: “???”

She couldn’t keep up with Su Yuan’s train of thought.

Leaning against the wall nearby, Chu Lanxi clapped lazily and asked, “Yuanzi, it’s a good idea, but to get viewers and buyers for live-streamed sales, you need a fan base and traffic first. How do you plan to do that?”

Su Yuan grinned confidently, pointing at Yin Qiyue, who was sipping tea and spectating at the counter. “I don’t have traffic, so why not have someone who does handle the sales?”

Yin Qiyue blinked.
What’s it like to have the drama land on you?

Her delicate brows furrowed, and she slammed the table, standing up. “Su Yuan, why would I, of all people, do live-streamed sales for a punk like you? Don’t think just because you said a few nice things about me in front of Nuoyi, I’d…”

“The Class Leader will be joining too.”

“Please, let me join you guys for the livestream!”

Yin Qiyue’s aloof, pretty face instantly lit up with a fawning smile.
“Working alongside Nuoyi, hehe, slurp slurp—”

[Favorability +20]

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