There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

I won't go into detail about other things.

At Li Yi's place, didn't he have a chief financial officer of a planet directly offering his mother to him?

This is the power of status.

In the history of Blue Star, without exception, such treatment was enjoyed by the dominant leaders.

Interestingly, a lot of Blue Star students learned during their nine-year compulsory education about some great hero who made so many sacrifices to fight the Barbarians that they were moved to tears, wishing they could go back to ancient times to decapitate Barbarian heads and drink their blood along with their ancestors.

And when they grew up, they found that the Barbarians mentioned in the history books were actually themselves.

Their ancestors were the Barbarians.

Suddenly, they didn't know quite what to think.

...

Lighting a cigarette, Chen Yi, sitting on the balcony of the rooftop, casually flicked the ash into the ashtray on the table next to him, basking in the somewhat warm sunrise. He was enjoying the comfort of the moment in a lazy manner, continuing to look at the system notifications he hadn't had time to check over the past few days.

And the unexamined system rewards.

The Gold Miner's hook was still set up by the riverbank.

He cast several hooks before going to bed last night, but didn't hook anything worthwhile, just some random trash, leading him to feel somewhat disappointed in the profession, even though it had no Occupational Restriction and no limit on the number of daily casts.

Those Sixfold Planet players who still choose this profession despite Occupational Restrictions must have water in their brains.

Moreover, only he could control it; aside from him, no one else could activate that hook, and it wouldn't operate on its own, effectively dashing his hope of hiring someone to help him cast for 24 hours.

The emerald-colored fishing rod in his hand, however, was quite nice, looking very pretty to the eyes.

It was the most beautiful Prop he'd ever gotten and could even be seen more as a piece of art than an A-level Prop.

'Prop Name': Power of Faith.

'Prop Level': A-level Prop.

'Prop Effect': While holding this Prop, you will be extremely Calm and Composed, with no emotional fluctuations inside, and you can control your microexpressions. In addition, it activates the 'Air Force' buff.

After sitting in place and holding this Prop for more than 10 minutes, when you stand up again, the first title/Skill/Prop you use will not consume a use, and its power will be increased by 50%.

'Prop Restrictions': The buff effect of this Prop can only be used once before entering a 24h cooldown.

'Prop Description': "A person who claims the Air Force every day and stays Calm and Cool without going to the fish market to buy fish on the way home must be a trustworthy vegetable b*tch worth dealing with."

The effect of this Prop is somewhat ordinary.

For others, it might be tremendously useful, as it can bypass the use count for a Prop or title once, which, for some consumable items or titles, would make this A-level Prop the best supporting item.

But it's of no use to him.

After all, he holds a title that allows him to reset the count of a named Prop or Skill after killing five million Alien Race players.

He still has 218 resets available.

Which means he can completely reset a Prop up to 218 times.

He'll never run out, simply can't use them all up.

If it weren't for the fact that during the second Upgrade Monument event, the players who looked at him and died triggering the monthly rule Calm and Cool weren't actually counted against him, he'd have far more than 218 resets, and at least one more zero would be added to that number.
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But 218 is still plenty, and the most important thing about this Prop to him is likely the amplification effect.

An increase of 50% would allow his Wife-Killing Buff to last an extra half-hour.

As well as serve as a fashion accessory on regular days.

It really is beautiful, and it feels good in the hand like jade.

Glancing at his Points Balance, he saw he still had over 52 million Points, which he once thought was quite a lot—until he learned that Li Yi had earned 1 billion Points during the Newbie Protection Period and used them to get the Upgrade Monument.

Any pride that had briefly welled up in his heart vanished in an instant.

1 billion Points.

How on earth did you make that much?

It's just outrageous.

The bulk of his 52 million Points had come from securing the Upgrade Monument in the game and, before the Extinction Sun Star mission, being tricked onto a planet where he killed tens of millions of Cave Demons, earning nearly 40 million Points.

A few minutes ago, he had been rewarded several million more Points through the Rogue Star map.

Adding on the usual expenses, his balance now only amounted to 52 million Points. For a regular player, it wasn't a small sum, but it wasn't enough for squandering, not even close to a hundred million. If it weren't for him being the recipient of the Annihilation Starfield Monument, Li Yi might not even bother to speak with him.

Although he wasn't sure about Li Yi's exact wealth,

judging from the other players' chats in the group, he figured that a wealth of several hundred billion Points was at least guaranteed.

Or maybe even more.

But he hadn't forgotten about the 900 million Points bounty waiting for him to claim once he left the Newbie Protection Period.

The only thing that irked him was,

he clearly remembered that several races had bounties out for him alone, and by rights, his own suicide trip to the depths of hell to become a janitor should have satisfied that race bounty, so why didn't he get the reward?

Just because he had crawled back out from the depths of hell?

Not dead enough?

But what does it matter if I'm not totally dead? Isn't the rule that you get the Race bounty reward as long as you're sent to the depths of hell?