Social Animals? My Brother is a Female Empress in the Underworld and Earns 10 Billion a Month!

490: Oxen and horses emerge from the pass, preparing for battle against the gods.”Understood.”

Little Four acknowledged, and data streams began sending out messages.

Shang Wan Ning leaned back in her chair, taking another sip of tea.

The subtle guilt she felt about her identity as a ”Scrooge Boss” finally dissipated.

She wasn’t a scrooge.

She just... hadn’t noticed before.

Now that she had, it was only natural to resolve it.

[What a great leader!]

Her self- move lasted less than three seconds before Little Four’s electronic voice rang out again, this time with a clear suppressed laugh: ”Host, I just sent the message to You Wu. He replied, do you want to see it?”

Shang Wan Ning raised an eyebrow: ”What did he say?”

Little Four directly projected the chat log.

You Wu: ”Little Four! Did you send the wrong message? Earth God Temple Phase 17, twenty thousand one per square meter? Internal cost price?”

”At this price, you can’t even buy a toilet, can you?”

Little Four: ”Not wrong, it’s a special quota just for you. Hurry up and complete the procedures, it won’t wait if it expires.”

You Wu: ”...Little Four, can I ask how this quota came about? Is it His Majesty...”

Little Four: ”Shh! Why ask so many questions? Do you want it or not?”

You Wu: ”Yes! Of course, I want it! I’m going now, thank you Little Four, thank you Your Majesty.”

”Wait, Little Four, about this... does my wife know?”

Little Four: ”You can tell him or not. But I suggest you make it clear that this is an old employee benefit, don’t let him overthink it.”

You Wu: ”Understood, understood! I’ll tell him right away.”

The projection disappeared.

Shang Wan Ning’s lips curved upward.

She could imagine You Wu’s honest face was surely filled with surprise and disbelief at this moment.

”Alright, this matter is settled.” She stood up and stretched her limbs.

”How are things going with Star and Zhulong?”

”Still chatting.” Little Four pulled up the latest chat log, ”They’ve progressed to ’how a woman elegantly holds a fan.’ Zhulong even taught the curve of the fingers and the technique for applying wrist force when holding a fan.”

”Star’s flattery has gotten even more intense; the latest line is, ’Your guidance, Your Majesty, is like a sudden enlightenment, allowing this foolish body of mine to glimpse the Grand Dao of Beauty.’”

Shang Wan Ning glanced at it, almost laughing out loud.

”He sure can flatter.”

”But Zhulong seems to quite enjoy it,” Little Four added. ”The reply speed is much faster than before, and occasionally he’ll even explain a few more details.”

”Mm.” Shang Wan Ning nodded, ”Tell Star to keep it up. When the time is right, gradually lead the conversation to the main topic.”

”Understood,” Little Four responded, ”but Host, there’s something I’m a little concerned about.”

”Speak.”

”Zhulong teaches too meticulously.” Little Four’s light orb floated before her. ”So meticulously that it doesn’t seem like he’s just humoring an ’outsider from another plane.’ If it were just to pass the time, a brief mention would be enough; why explain even how high the pinky finger should be raised when holding a fan?”

Shang Wan Ning’s eyes flickered slightly.

”You mean...”

”I think Zhulong might actually be interested in ’teaching,’” Little Four analyzed. ”Or rather, he enjoys the feeling of ’being asked for advice and being flattered.’”

”Having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, what hasn’t he experienced? Then suddenly an ’Arch-Priest from another plane’ appears, adopting a complete apprentice’s posture, respectfully asking him for advice on cross-dressing techniques.”

”This sense of secrecy might be even more fun than the live stream itself.”

Shang Wan Ning was thoughtful.

Indeed.

Given Zhulong’s status, ordinary flattery would have long grown tiresome. But Star, using the identity of an ”Arch-Priest of the Abyss,” and under the guise of seeking artistic guidance, flattered him sincerely and specifically... This feeling was probably like a grandmaster in an industry being humbly consulted by a foreign expert, who also praised him precisely on every point.

Anyone would feel comfortable with that.

”Then let Star continue to flatter him,” Shang Wan Ning curved her lips. ”The higher he’s praised, the more natural it will be to ’ask’ about other things later.”

”Oh, right,” she suddenly remembered something, ”how are the equipment upgrades coming along at the Wangchuan Internet Cafe?”