Summoning Heavenly Thunder Bare-Handed, Yet You Ask Me to Believe in Science

Zhang Tianle breaks his promise to his deceased master to save his younger martial sister suffering from leukemia, deciding to trade his life for hers by leaving seclusion to tell fortunes and earn...

Chapter 24 My Friend, You Don't Have a Boyfriend

Chapter 24 My Friend, You Don't Have a Boyfriend

Chen Ruixiang: "..."

He finally felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

Chen Ruixiang was speechless.

At this moment, Zhang Tianle looked at him with a smile: "Now that you've taken me home, it's time to go back and sort out your own affairs. Your man is still waiting for your answer at your little home. If you don't go soon, he might overthink things."

Chen Ruixiang tensed up instantly and turned to walk towards the door.

He turned and took two steps, then turned back and took a card out of his pocket: "Master Zhang, this is a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it. The PIN is six 8s."

Zhang Tianle, who had just sat down, frowned when he saw the card placed on his chair: "Take the card back. I've already collected the divination fee, and I won't charge any extra fees."

Chen Ruixiang looked troubled: "Master Zhang, if it were before, I would have taken it back without any guilt, but after hearing your junior sister say that telling fortunes would shorten your own lifespan, I feel that this money is what you deserve."

In his eyes, these so-called masters were all frauds.

But after truly witnessing Zhang Tianle's prowess, he was convinced.

Zhang Tianle moved the card back in front of Chen Ruixiang, his face stern: "These are my rules."

Chen Ruixiang was stunned.

This was the first time he had ever given money to someone, and someone actually refused it and even looked down on it.

But he said, “Master Zhang, please don’t try to cheat me again. This money was instructed by my mother to be handed over to you no matter what. If I mess this up, I don’t think I’ll be able to get back into my own home.”

At this point, Chen Ruixiang turned and ran, saying as he ran, "Master Zhang, this money is yours to do with as you see fit. I will never take it back."

The moment he finished speaking, he had vanished without a trace.

Looking at the bank card on the table, Zhang Tianle shook his head.

Not charging more money is a rule of their sect.

Furthermore, the two thousand yuan is essentially a buyout of the karma they entrust to the client. If they don't accept this money, the karma will ultimately fall back on the client, causing some unpleasant things to happen.

As for the extra money given by the benefactor, one-tenth of it should be used to do good deeds and accumulate merit.

He got up and went downstairs to the ATM. When he entered his PIN and saw the balance of one million yuan on the screen, he was stunned.

This city really knows how to have fun.

He originally thought there was only tens of thousands of yuan in the card at most.

Poverty truly limited his imagination.

If it were tens of thousands of yuan, he could handle it, but this million...

Without hesitation, he took out his phone and called Fang Ning. After the call connected, he said, "One million is too much. Give me your bank account number, and I'll transfer it back to you."

“Master Zhang, no need. This amount of money is nothing compared to the peace and happiness of my family. Please accept it without worry.” Fang Ning chuckled, “Consider it a small token of my appreciation. Please don’t feel burdened by it, Master Zhang. I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me. I will accompany the old man to apologize to Master Zhang later.”

Zhang Tianle stared at the phone that had been hung up.

Some were speechless.

The world of the rich is beyond the understanding of a country bumpkin like him.

When he got home, he transferred 500,000 yuan directly to the orphanage where his junior sister had previously stayed.

Three weeks ago, when the director of the orphanage visited her ailing junior sister, she was still troubled because the orphanage had been rated as a dangerous building and needed to be rebuilt. She had previously raised funds with some philanthropists, but they were still 500,000 yuan short of their expected funds.

After transferring money to the orphanage, Zhang Tianle, who had nothing else to do, turned his attention to his mobile phone.

The system urged him to quickly reach 50,000 popularity points.

This popularity is not only related to his own lifespan, but also to the transformation pill for his sister who has leukemia.

Therefore, he needs to get 100,000 popularity points as soon as possible.

His popularity has now reached 20,000.

We are still 30,000 short of 50,000.

If you rely solely on fortune telling to earn 50,000 yuan, it would probably take some time to accumulate that amount.

After all, in the category of celestial music and metaphysics, which is a niche genre of suspense, the popularity is not high to begin with.

However, little by little, it adds up.

With that in mind, he opened Xianyin Live and started broadcasting.

As soon as he started broadcasting, his fans flocked in.

[Host, why are you broadcasting? Is there something good to share with us?]

[Master, tell us quickly! We want to see!]

[Exactly! Exactly! Master's livestream is so much more interesting than other streamers' livestreams, you can never get enough of it!]

Zhang Tianle looked at the comments and smiled: "Today I have something to tell you all. I happen to have nothing else to do recently, so I've decided to start doing ten divinations a day from today."

As soon as Zhang Tianle said this, the rapidly scrolling barrage of comments paused for a moment, and then exploded instantly.

Holy crap, this is amazing! I'm so happy!

[Quickly, please call in the next victim!]

Zhang Tianle's gaze lingered on the word "victim," and he raised an eyebrow.

He pondered to himself for a moment.

Since he started broadcasting, the people who have come to him for fortune telling have indeed had a very tough time.

This left him somewhat dumbfounded.

However, these people are indeed destined to be with him, and they are also blessed.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sought his help to tell their fortunes.

While Zhang Tianle was smiling wryly, the number of spaceships started appearing in the live stream chat.

Nights I Miss You: [Hey host, look at me! Look at me! I want you to help me with some calculations!]

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