Ye Renwu giggled and said, "Oh, Wu Lai, you are so generous. This is 10,000 gold coins. Do you want to pursue me? If so, you don't have to do this. I have always had a good impression of you. You only need to beg me and I will throw myself into your arms."

Wu Lai smiled and rolled his eyes. He didn't want to have too much contact with this girl who was sexy, charming and scheming beyond her actual age, although she was indeed a very rare and good assistant.

"Go to bed early." Wu Lai waved his hand.

When Helen learned of Wu Lai's intention, she smiled and shook her head gently: "No, Wu Lai, you don't have to do this. This is not a business, and these gold coins are not profits. They should all belong to you."

"This is not a distribution of benefits, but a reward for the clay tablet work. Besides, Odo and Ye Renwu have both accepted it." Wu Lai said as he openly visited Helen's room.

"I can't accept it. Odo and Night Blade Dance do much more work than me. You know, I'm only responsible for assigning serial numbers." Helen said.

"Anyway... Hey, what are these?" Wu Lai asked, pointing to a pile of manuscripts on the table.

"You told me those stories, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to hear them again when I wanted to, so I wrote them down," Helen replied.

"Oh, look at what you said. Let me see." Wu Lai walked to the table, picked up two sheets of paper and glanced at them. He laughed, "Helen, you actually did an analysis."

"Of course, your stories are so wonderful, and these battle examples are unheard of. They are simply the best military textbooks. Wu Lai, can you tell me where you know these?" Helen also came over.

"I'd better not say this." Wu Lai said with a smile. The Thirty-Six Stratagems he told Helen were indeed correct, but the battle examples were all fabricated by himself. He couldn't push these "honors" to the god Amon again.

"Well, okay." Helen seemed a little disappointed, and even her smile faded.

"Don't be like this, Helen. There are several sets of these military stories, and each set has six stories. The five I just told you are from the first set, and there is still one story missing to complete the set." Wu Lai was of course not happy to see Helen unhappy, and quickly tried to find a way to divert her attention.

"Several sets? Even the first set is still missing one?" Helen was indeed successfully attracted.

"Of course, the first set has a name, called the Victory Chapter, and the missing story is called 'Feint to the East and Attack in the West'." Wu Lai pulled over a chair and sat down, "Helen, you sit down too, I'm not busy yet..."

Helen smiled and nodded. Just as she was about to sit down, the half-open door of the room was slammed open.

Loli rushed in angrily.

"Woolelindo, why do they all have gifts but I don't?" Lori asked, crossing her arms.

Wu Lai was startled: "Gift? What gift?"

Loli glanced around and pointed at the bulging leather bag: "This one."

"Who told you this was a gift?" Wu Lai laughed.

"Ye Ren Wu said so." The loli's mouth sank. "I asked Monica, and you only prepared three. Don't try to lie to me and say that my gift hasn't been delivered yet."

Hey, this little girl is actually blocking the road. Wu Lai smiled bitterly: "Well, this is really not a gift."

"I don't care. They all have it, so why don't I have it? Don't forget, I, Loli Kochi, was arranged by the Kochi family of Saipan City-State to marry you. In other words, I am your future fiancée." Loli said with a pout.

Wu Lai was speechless, thinking that the proposal of marriage was a unilateral thing on your part, and I never agreed to it.

"Wu Lai." Helen's expression suddenly turned bad. "Is what Loli said... true?"

"How could that be?" Wu Lai spread his hands and was about to explain, but Loli interrupted him.

"Of course it's true, Wuleglindo. According to the theory of family background, the Kochi family ranks very high in the Assyrian territory, not to mention its influence in the Saipan city-state. I, Loli Kochi, rank fourth in the family inheritance order..." Loli looked aggrieved.

"Shut up." Wu Lai interrupted Loli rudely, "Loli, no matter what you think, and no matter what the Kochi family thinks, your current identity is just my partner in the God-given Poker project. Any other ideas are inappropriate. I believe that your brother Gulu Kochi would not approve of you barging into someone else's room so rudely."

"You..." Loli looked at Wu Lai, then at Helen, stomped her feet, and ran out of the room crying.

"Ignore her." Wu Lai said to Helen, "Although she can handle things on her own, Loli is still just a child in terms of character. Let's move on."

Helen shook her head. “Tell me this story some other time.”

Wu Lai was stunned and sighed involuntarily, thinking that it seemed that Loli had successfully ruined Helen's mood.

"Why are you sighing?" Helen asked softly.

As soon as Wu Lai forced a smile, Helen's hand grabbed his.

"Helen." Wu Lai called out involuntarily.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight. Would you mind walking with me to the back garden?" Helen asked.

Wu Lai was delighted: "As you wish."

At the same time, crying sounds came from Loli's room, but Wu Lai didn't want to waste time coaxing her at this moment.

Compared with the front yard, the back garden is much quieter. The moonlight tonight is really good. Wu Lai doesn't even need to look at it deliberately to clearly capture every subtle expression of Helen.

Helen stopped in front of a bush and said, "Wooley, do you remember what I said about what kind of partner I was looking for?"

"Of course I remember this," said Wu Lai.

"Really?" Helen asked.

Wu Lai nodded seriously.

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"Then tell me again, okay?" Helen let go of his hand and said seriously.

"Okay, let me tell you." Wu Lai nodded. "You said that you are waiting for a partner you can rely on. He must be brave, wise, tolerant, wealthy, and noble. He must not only be a hero admired by everyone, but also help you rebuild your family with all his strength."

"Yes, that's what I said then, and I still think so now." Helen held Wu Lai's hand again, "Lori's words scared me. Although you promised me, compared with the Koch family, I am just a behemoth, you know?"

Of course, Wu Lai could understand why Helen had such an idea. In an era where wealth and power were important, it was not so easy for aristocrats to have a happy love. When choosing a partner, they would often give priority to whether it would be beneficial to the development and growth of themselves or both families. When they were sure that the marriage could gain greater wealth and power, they would form a partnership with each other without hesitation, even if the ages and appearances of both parties were not necessarily compatible.

In such an environment, a woman with outstanding appearance like Helen actually does not have much competitiveness, because if it is just for fun, the noble men can have a large number of beautiful female slaves to do whatever they want at any time. As for love, it has been said before that love will not be the first choice of noble men.

"Yes, I remember your promise. You said that if I could become that kind of person, you would be happy to accompany me for the rest of your life." Wu Lai said, "I have always been looking forward to having your company. In my mind, the Kochi family cannot be compared with you. Although Gulu Kochi is my good friend and the Kochi family is cooperating with me very smoothly and cannot be replaced by others, please believe me, if I can only choose one, I will choose you without hesitation."

"Oh, Wu Lai, do you really think so?" Helen involuntarily moved closer.

"Yes, I really do." Wu Lai replied with a smile, "And I have been working hard. Please believe me, I will work harder to become the hero in your mind."

"I believe you, but you are still so young. I even heard that you are not even sixteen years old, and I am two years older than you. You are so outstanding, I have no doubt that you can become the hero I want. However, there are always many possibilities in the future. What if..." Helen suddenly sighed.

"Don't compare me with other nobles. I am absolutely different from them." Wu Lai gently held Helen's hand, "Nothing is more important than you."

A delighted smile appeared on Helen's lips.

Woolley caught the smile...

However, Woolley's time alone with Helen was soon interrupted - Klee came over and asked him to review the typesetting results.

"What a pity." Wu Lai said to Helen helplessly.

"Go..." Helen hesitated for a moment, then lightly touched Wu Lai's chin with her lips, then turned around and left.

As he watched Helen's back, Wu Lai couldn't help but glare at Klee: "Klee..."

"Oh, Master, next time you can inform me of this kind of thing in advance." After Klee finished speaking, he paused and said, "It seems that Miss Helen is still very shy. If you need anything, I will notify Monica to go and have a heart-to-heart talk?"

"No need, this is my true love." Wu Lai rolled his eyes at Klee. No wonder Klee thought so. In the Assyrian territory, many bankrupt nobles wanted to live a prosperous life again, and it was ultimately the butler who made the connection.

"No, sir, please think twice. It's true that Miss Helen is beautiful and elegant, but I heard that her family has long been in decline." Klee said hurriedly.

"Don't talk about these useless things." Wu Lai waved his hand, "Let's go, business is more important."

The real business that Wu Lai mentioned was naturally the clay tablet work. According to the requirements of the academy, Wu Lai not only needed to print the text and patterns on these clay tablets into books, but also had to classify all the contents on these more than 70,000 tablets before printing. Fortunately, Wu Lai played a trick - letting Helen and others do the rubbings, so the woodblock slaves would not be directly in contact with the clay tablets.

Even so, according to Wu Lai's conservative estimate, it would take at least six months to get everything ready and printed. For Wu Lai, this time span was a bit long and it would make him look incompetent, so he had already thought of a countermeasure.

"This set of books could have a fitting name," Woolley said to Klee. "If I had the right to name it, I would call it the Assyrian Book."