Chaos ensues.

Suzi Han resolved to have both.

She would sell off all the spoils from this war to the system, primarily to secure the allegiance of the death knights and the mermaid god.

If the funds proved insufficient, she would explore the possibility of incurring a debt.

And at worst, she could return home to cultivate her little sprites, accumulating faith to gradually repay her dues.

At present, she was thriving, industrious, and could be deemed an exemplary worker in the eyes of the system.

Surely, the loan system would extend some leniency towards her.

The death knights knelt upon the ground, their hearts heavy with uncertainty.

They were unaware of whether the celestial being would be willing to accept them.

The sister was filled with optimistic hope.

While the brother was steeped in pessimism, they could not perceive the dialogue between the celestial being and the system.

Nor did they know that Suzie Han was bargaining with the divine overseer regarding the sale of the spoils.

Suzie Han was in the process of liquidating her surplus materials, striving to retain more resources.

It was a painful realization that although this god of light was weak and its followers pitiful, it possessed an abundance of valuable items, thus sparing her from the need for a loan.

However, in pursuit of funds, Suzie Han sold her possessions to the system, which truly pained her heart.

Yet, the thought of welcoming more followers into her divine realm, strong and beautiful, filled her with joy.

The death knights remain kneeling, anxious and hesitant, unwilling to speculate on the divine beings intentions.

Compared to domestically cultivated followers, they as wild ones were evidently less advantageous.

Yet, having lived as knights in life and as death knights in death, they were inherently devoted to faith.

Once they found a faith willing to offer everything, neither wished to lead a life of wandering.

Should the celestial being refuse, they might become fallen knights devoid of faith.

They awaited their fate with baited breath.

The void beasts were expelled from the divine realm.

The barriers healed, and within the boundless divine kingdom, tranquility and beauty were restored.

Yet some things had quietly changed.

In the realm of the sprites, amidst the home of the black and white flora, two little sprites busied themselves.

The abode of the black and white flora was a quaint dwelling they had constructed spanning less than 10 square meters.

A modest abode of stone and wood.

As a diligent builder, the black and white flora took great pride in their home, ensuring it was impeccably clean.

The walls are adorned with beautiful fluorescent paint, depicting charming shapes that provide illumination to the room.

The entire space consists of a single room devoid of partitions furnished simply with a wooden bed, a straw woven mat, a wooden chest, and a dimminionive table crafted from plank.

The bed dressed with the mat serves as the resting place for the black and white cat after its laborious day.

The low table facilitates the creation of fluorescent paint.

The wooden chest holds some tickets earned from work placed beside the bed.

At this moment, the white-eared creature lies on the bed of the black and white cat.

Lifting its rear, still marked by healing scars as it collaborates with the cat to concoct a luminous liquid.

When a mixture nears completion, the white-eared creature extends a paw, dips it in, and takes a taste.

The flavor is truly potent, but utterly unpleasant.

The creature's face contorts, its features scrunching together in a struggle to refrain from spitting it out.

Having savored the exquisite taste of void monsters, this distasteful concoction is a severe affront to the pallet of the little sprite, the juice of the fluorescent mushroom is without a doubt the most repugnant substance in the realm of the divine.

Although it emits a pleasant aroma and appears visually appealing, the taste is indescribably dreadful, seemingly evolved to deter the sprites from consuming it.

Just one bite of the fluorescent mushroom is sufficient to cause considerable distress to a sprite for many days.

After several seconds, the creature's expression shifts, settling into a semblance of calm.

Its voice is hoarse and raspy.

The black and white cat stirs the liquid with a spoon, revealing a suspicious pool of glowing green liquid that bubbles with its movement, emanating an unpleasant odor.

While the juice of the fluorescent mushroom is not actually foul smelling and carries a hint of freshness, it induces discomfort in the sprites.

Typically, sprites use this substance to create fluorescent paint solely for decorative purposes.

Are you certain that applying this paint and ingesting it poses no risk? The white-eared creature admits, "To be honest, I already feel uneasy without even trying it.

The black and white cat appears visibly distressed.

Let us give a shot.

This is my secret to survival, the white-eared creature asserts.

Applying it will protect you, it adds.

The black and white cat swallows hard, gathering courage under the encouraging gaze of the white-eared creature, holds its breath, and jumps into the basin filled with fluorescent paint.

A knock at the door interrupts.

Black and white cat, are you home? Teacher Jing Jing has announced a meeting at 8 tomorrow.

Don't forget to attend for ears calls from outside.

Upon finishing, it slides a notice about the meeting through the crack of the door.

For ears s voice gradually fades away and faintly.

One can hear it knocking on a neighbor's door, repeating the same message.

That hurts.

The black and white cat emits a terrifying scream from within the wooden basin, akin to a dreadful crime scene unfolding.

In that moment, it suddenly comprehends why the white-eared creature relentlessly pursued it for a beating.

This suffering is truly unworthy of sprite.

For ears shivers, glancing around, finding the surroundings eerily quiet, devoid of any noise.

It seemed as though a piercing scream had echoed through the air, reminiscent of a hen's cry after inadvertently crushing a chick.

It stood still for a moment, engulfed in silence.

Was that merely an illusion? Had it succumbed to auditory hallucinations, shaking its ears to alleviate the tension, it reminded itself of the urgency of its task, distributing flyers and informing every little sprite.

Come on, for ears, you can do it.

In the abode of the black and white flower, White Ear tugged at the chirping object nestled in the beak of the black and white flower.

Moments ago, the flower had emitted a sudden scream, prompting White ear to silence it by inserting the chirping object into its mouth, extracting the chirping object.

White ear let out a series of huffs.

That hurts.

Could he not bite so hard? White ear exclaimed.

Chapter 73.

Becoming small pain.

Discomfort.

Apologies for the lack of control.

I bit you.

The black and white flower weakly responded to the words of the white-eared creature.

Gazing apologetically at the white-eared creature who was blowing air on its injured spot and crying out in pain.

It crawled out from the wooden basin, transforming into a blend of black, white, and a faint fluorescent green.

This green was subtle, appearing somewhat bluish on its body, resembling a hue of bluish fluorescent green.

The black and white flower murmured, "This will ensure safety, right? With this, we need not fear being consumed by the void monsters during the next incursion.

It willingly adorned itself with this color for such a purpose, augmenting its protective layer.

The suffering it endured was indeed worthwhile.

Soon, we can seek out Lord Lulu and together indulge in the deliciousness of the void monsters.

The white-eared creature encouraged the black and white flower.

Upon hearing this, the black and white flower's eyes sparkled.

Its weakness alleviated somewhat, as if a surge of strength had risen within.

This revelation also unveiled the intentions of the two tiny sprites.

Their endeavor with this die, risking danger to approach the void monsters, was undeniably motivated by their exquisite taste.

Unfortunately, the two miniature sprites currently lack strength and could only turn to Lord Lu, hoping to exchange their adoration for a taste of the void monsters.

It was indeed a sorrowful predicament.

I must grow stronger, the black and white flower declared to the white-eared creature.

Upon finishing its words, a soft glow emanated from its body, causing its form to change dramatically, nearly blinding the white-eared creature with its brilliance.

The white-eared creature gazed in astonishment at the being before it.

Suzi Han received a notification from Llon.

The egg is baked.

At this moment, Suzah Han had also sold off the spoils of war, acquiring the card of the Dark Knight, returning to the tent with empty sleeves.

Although this battle seemed to yield little in terms of tangible rewards after deducting system fees, the cost of hiring dependents, and purchasing the rights to the Dark Knight, there remained almost nothing.