Chapter 1: The God of Wealth descended and got lost

Beside a pile of garbage the size of a mountain stood a youth who

looked completely out of place.

The youth didn’t look very old, probably around 17-18 years old.

The casual outfit he wore made the already youthful him look

even younger. With a delicate and pretty face, he looked like he

was replicated right out of a painting.

He was so clean he didn’t look like someone who would appear on

a trash planet.

The youth’s eyes were limpid and clear, shining brightly as he

looked at Wen XiaoYun: “Worship me, I can make you rich.”

Wen XiaoYun silently placed the damaged mecha pieces he just

collected into his pouch and continued to riffle through the

garbage pile.

The youth blinked his eyes in confusion and continued to

persuade: “I’ve observed from your features, you’re a very

fortunate person. You only need to worship me to start gaining

wealth from now on.”

Wen XiaoYun remained silent.

The youth advised patiently: “As men, we can’t be so lacking in

ambition. You can’t collect garbage for a lifetime, right? How will

you find a wife in the future? How will you feed and support your

family?”

Wen XiaoYun finally stopped moving, turned around, and looked

at the youth.

He didn’t understand one single word of the language that came

out of this youth’s mouth.

However, the soft, pleasant sounding voice flowed leisurely

through his psyche.

Seeing Wen XiaoYun looking towards himself, the youth’s eyes lit

up with anticipation, looking like they held all of the stars in the

skies.

Wen XiaoYun opened his mouth and said in a deep and composed

voice: “Who are you?”

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”Di Di Di”

The mechanical noise of a little robot resounded in the air.

Although the scanning sound was minute, this noise was

multiplied countless times in the ears of Wen XiaoYun, who had a

SSS level psychic strength. It woke him up abruptly from his

dream.

Wen XiaoYun opened his eyes. The little robot was waiting for his

instructions.

Unprecedentedly, Wen XiaoYun didn’t get up immediately after

waking up. Furrowing his brows faintly, he recalled the dream he

had last night.

He rarely had dreams. As the Empire’s youngest admiral, he had

been busy battling an alien insect species at the front lines. He

had very little rest time and was even doing battle preparations in

his sleep.

He never imagined that after the big battle with the Empress of

the alien insects, he managed to escape death and land on this

trash planet, gaining leisure time as a result. He even dreamt

about a strange youth.