Chapter 6: Words Become Laws, Thoughts Become Reality? Fake.

Chapter 6: Words Become Law, Wishes Fulfilled? Not Really.

There is an employee cafeteria, and there are rumors of promotions.

Everything lines up perfectly.

And it's not hard to tell from Sheng Qingquan's inner thoughts.

The company where Cannon Fodder A and Cannon Fodder B work definitely has a good cafeteria. After all, they are willing to serve cod for employee meals.

Although one portion of the cod was secretly swapped with oilfish, leading to a disaster. But this isn't a problem with the cafeteria's perks.

"According to Cannon Fodder A's account, calculating the days, the time he was schemed against seems to be today!"

Sheng Qingquan sighed regretfully, like someone enjoying the drama.

"It's a pity we don't know which company it is, otherwise we could have watched it live."

"Ah, no, otherwise we could have rushed over in time to stop it."

"This way, we could have avoided a workplace malicious competition incident and also taken the opportunity to confirm whether the mechanism for obtaining Qiankun Coin is as previously guessed. As long as the plot is changed and the situation is reversed, Qiankun Coins can be obtained."

"But now we can only sigh in vain."

"The plot provides too little information. The author vividly described Cannon Fodder A turning into a human fountain, making 'pupu' sounds in public, with his pants looking like they'd been hit by a water gun, leaving wet marks."

"The 'aroma' filled the meeting room. The author portrayed Cannon Fodder A's grief, anger, and embarrassment extremely well."

"If there had been a window, Cannon Fodder A, publicly humiliated and socially ruined, might have considered jumping out of it."

"The author even captured the shock and surprise of others in the meeting room but omitted the company's name and its main projects."

"The author didn't even bother to name Cannon Fodder A and Cannon Fodder B!"

"Throughout, they were referred to as Glasses Guy and Flat-top Guy. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so difficult to find them."

Although Sheng Qingquan has no leads, for Ning Luoxing and his hubby, the information Sheng Qingquan provided is enough to pinpoint the target.

Especially since the timing of the event matches perfectly.

The meeting described in the plot is more likely to be the one they are going to attend this afternoon.

Next, they just need to verify it to know the result.

Ning Luoxing and his hubby quickly finished their meal. Before leaving, they subtly glanced at the corner, where a table of diners who had arrived about ten minutes after them was seated.

The diners appeared completely oblivious to Ning Luoxing and his hubby's gaze. One of them took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled one out, and wiped his mouth.

This was their prearranged signal.

If the diners could also hear Sheng Qingquan's inner thoughts, they would use their own tissues. If not, they would directly use the tissues provided on the restaurant table.

To ensure they don't miss any apocalypse-related plot and for safety, Sheng Qingquan will now always have someone guarding him.

As Ning Luoxing and his hubby are about to leave, they naturally need to confirm if the person taking over can hear Sheng Qingquan's inner thoughts.

If not, they'll have to hand this task off to someone else.

At least, based on the neighbors' nonstop cursing last night, it's clear they can all hear.

There's no direct way to communicate with Sheng Qingquan about the inner voice issue, so the higher-ups have no choice but to use this clumsy method.

Ning Luoxing and his partner were merely backups. If there's no choice, it's fine, but given the option, Sheng Qingquan's companion should have the highest combat skills.

Ning Luoxing and his partner are skilled, but they're no match for professionals.

Unaware that bodyguards have already been arranged for him, Sheng Qingquan is still fuming.

"Two whole chapters, and this is all they came up with?"

"Nothing useful at all, just a waste of my 66 Qiankun Coins."

"No wonder this lousy system doesn't let you skip chapters. It makes you buy each chapter; otherwise, everyone would skip to the end. Who'd pay for the journey?"

"Do you think it's easy for me to earn Qiankun Coins?!"

"Wait..."

Sheng Qingquan's righteous inner voice suddenly paused mid-condemnation.

"Actually, it seems pretty easy."

"After all, the Qiankun Coins just appeared in my account."

Two and a half hours later, back home and working on his computer, Sheng Qingquan felt a bit tired while drawing. He habitually summoned the novel.

"This client's not in a rush, so I'll take a little break."

After university, Sheng Qingquan didn't go the usual route of job hunting. With a few properties from his parents, he became a landlord and a freelancer. He doesn't make much each month, but it covers his needs. Plus, rental income as a safety net makes his life pretty comfortable.

He pulled up the novel just to kill some time, being bored.

The next moment, Sheng Qingquan's eyes widened.

"I thought I spent all 66 Qiankun Coins?"

"My balance was zero!"

"Where did these 88 new Qiankun Coins come from?"

"I haven't done anything."

Sheng Qingquan went over his day again, sure he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

"Making money is surprisingly easy."

Forgetting his earlier complaints about earning Qiankun Coins, Sheng Qingquan's work fatigue disappeared instantly.

Hobbies are hobbies, but as everyone knows, once a hobby becomes work, it loses its fun.

Like a wilted plant revived, Sheng Qingquan perked up, his fatigue gone, his whole demeanor brightening.

"Is this the joy of harvest?"

"Even though I didn't farm, when the season came, the fields automatically grew full of crops."

"Getting something for nothing feels amazing. I wouldn't say no to more of this—the more, the merrier!"

Just as he was thinking this, Sheng Qingquan saw the balance on the page suddenly jump from 88 to 6754.

"How did my Qiankun Coin balance jump so much?"

"Where did these extra 6666 Qiankun Coins come from?"

Sheng Qingquan was stunned. Whatever he thought of seemed to come true.

"Do I have this ability? Do my words shape reality? Do my thoughts make things happen?"

"Is it a coincidence?"

"Could it be that Qiankun Coins grow on their own if I leave them alone? Just like money in a bank account earning interest?"

"But bank interest is so low!"

"I’d rather believe I have superpowers than think 88 Qiankun Coins magically turned into 6666!"

Thinking this, even though he knew it was impossible, Sheng Qingquan couldn’t help but test it out, both in his mind and aloud.

"The ceramic pig in front of me is alive and can talk."

"My beddings are super smart; when they get dirty, they’ll jump into the washer and dryer all by themselves, and after being cleaned and dried, they’ll lay themselves back on the bed."

Finally, Sheng Qingquan declared seriously.

"I am actually super rich—for example, right now, my bank account balance will jump to nine digits—no, ten digits!"

After wishing, Sheng Qingquan checked to see what happened.

"Ugh, the pig’s not talking, the beddings didn’t move, and I still have to change them myself."

"Worst of all, no huge deposit showed up in my bank account!!!"

"Words shaping reality? Thoughts making things happen? Not a chance."

"So how did I get these 6666 Qiankun Coins?" Cat confusion jpg.