Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155

1155: Chapter 1141: A Tangled Mess 1155: Chapter 1141: A Tangled Mess Life brims with many ideals and aspirations one wishes to fulfill, yet filling one’s belly and keeping warm always remain the foremost concerns.

“Making money, not looking shabby…”

Sitting on the second floor of his newly renovated tavern on Commercial Street, Lu Ping’an had an epiphany while observing the bustling and vibrant workers below.

Indeed, it was a Commercial Street, not merely a store.

Only when he began laying out his own industries did he realize how much he could do; a store or two was utterly insignificant.

Therefore, he built his own Commercial Street, erecting a row of shops, among which the most popular with professionals was the “Blacksmith Shop” not far away.

Whether it was his high-end ability in “enchantment” or the strategic reserves of tons of metal, demonized metal, and craftsmen in the courtyard, they could serve the professionals: repairing, trading in near-contaminated weapons, and even Taboo weapons.

Professionals are forever in pursuit of high-quality weapons, but most people come for the ‘Delicacies’.

“Hometown Dishes” has become the top local restaurant and tourist spot, with residents from other cities traveling great distances to get here…

they fear that if they’re too slow, the “ingredients” from home will run out, and they’ll miss out.

Worth mentioning is that Lu Ping’an has unscrupulously raised the prices of the “Hometown Dishes” multiple times, ensuring that only the wealthy can afford it…

yet business has gotten even better, as if the rumors of “ingredients running out” have become reality, drawing even more people from afar.

As a result, the shop that imitates the ancient system and offers free “thin rice porridge” has attracted a crowd of “Human Lords” jostling for food…

which leaves the hardworking local laborers somewhat troubled, yet they dare not speak out.

“…Should we add sand or something to make it taste bad?”

Someone suggested a loathsome idea to Lu Ping’an based on ancient practices.

He pondered for a moment; while it seemed feasible, it also appeared to be a waste of food and a bother to people…

“Have Zhi Xi act as head chef, show up randomly at the porridge stall for a few days…

Forget it, I’ll talk to her personally, so it doesn’t turn into murder.

Tell her to rein in her creativity a bit, and not go overboard.”

Turns out, this method worked rather well.

As long as she adjusts the “ingredients” properly, it’s generally non-lethal, but delicious?

Well, if she sticks to cooking honestly…

“…Several Captains of this city have said they hope we can establish a permanent presence here, preferably with permanent shops.”

“Tell them to stop dreaming…

tell them everything is in process, we are evaluating the cost-effectiveness and the return on investment.”

With tactful words, Lu Ping’an let those people know that fantasies should remain in their dreams.

In fact, Lu Ping’an’s Commercial Street is not entirely within this city; it is situated within a “seafront restaurant” in a dock area, atop a massive ship.

The colossal Redemption lingered there, and its miraculous appearance for just one night served as a powerful deterrent to any foolhardy troublemakers.

Or perhaps already invested locally?

It might even be Creation from thin air?

When this Mobile base appeared before the locals, no one underestimated Lu Ping’an and his party anymore…

and more importantly, it proved that it’s the city that needs Lu Ping’an, not the other way around.

Business freedom requires the support of force, and all it took was Lu Ping’an strolling around with Fei’er and Eve, then accidentally revealing his original identity…

“Princess Moju, the Pope of the Mother Goddess cult, and its actual ruler, starting at Rule-level, should be no more than thirty years old.

Wasn’t it said that she was executed by ‘Balance’ already…”

Though riding on another’s notoriety is somewhat shameful, compared to the “newcomer” Lu Ping’an, such well-known and notorious Strongmen are better suited to hold the ground.

Lu Ping’an never liked pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, though often unavoidably, he becomes the pig in others’ eyes, attracting trouble…

cough, being able to show his hand earlier and avoid some hassles and incidents is naturally beneficial for him.

After walking through the street, the typically aloof and taciturn woman rubbed her brows, starting to reckon a debt of gratitude.

“Uh, do you have any requests?”

Lu Ping’an immediately understood.

He knew the woman before him wasn’t one to nitpick, so if she brought it up now, she had a favor to ask.

“…Help me look after Eve and Xiao Mu for a while, give them some lessons for some time…”

Lu Ping’an turned and ran.

“You may ask me for Taboo items, but teaching these four little devils?

Ha, I’d rather be killed than do that.”

The dynamic duo recently found two new “partners,” Zhi Xi and Meow, who are both equally immature in mind, also joined in.

Imagine coming home from work one day, turning on the living room lights, and finding that the cats have thrown a cat party at home…

Lu Ping’an nearly decided to abandon his home on the spot.

“…Don’t run away, let’s make a different deal…

Take half the load off me, take Eve out for fun while I teach Xiao Mu and the others.

Don’t just fob her off with ‘My Little Pony’ this time; she’s childlike enough, I suspect if she keeps watching, she’ll become even ‘younger’…”

Lu Ping’an remained silent; that truly sounded like a good older sister, concerned for this reason…

“I actually tried, an art film ‘Russell’s Summer,’ but she fell asleep ten minutes into it.

She nearly destroyed the cinema during a cop movie and after half a day watching comedies, she didn’t get the (adult’s) jokes.

Only animated films proved to be satisfying to her…”

Hearing this, Eve rubbed her brow.

She, who never used to feel tired, has been feeling genuinely exhausted recently…

Her spirit is too tired.

“…Take her swimming, I’ve prepared a new swimsuit for her, it’s really pretty.”

The woman used a calm tone to describe the overly delicate subject of “selling her sister.”

Lu Ping’an also fell silent for a moment, then spoke.

“I’m not in a hurry, we can take it slow.

For a girl whose mind is still maturing, she needs time…”

My mom is dead, my sister is a half-wit who only has stature, there’s no one to teach or look after her.

I want her to grow up fast, even if she can’t help share my burden, at least to have more common sense and not be lured away by a few pieces of candy.”

Okay, that was to be taken seriously.

But looking at the familiar “Contractor” style of speaking, Lu Ping’an also found it somewhat amusing.

It seemed the (deceased) Big Cat didn’t see it that way.

Lu Ping’an knew that these words were not really directed at him.

While it seemed like a complaint to Lu Ping’an’s face, in truth, it was a complaint meant for Big Cat.

“Are you dead or what?

Can’t you take care of your daughter!?” The meaning was quite clear.

Obviously, Big Cat continued to play dead, ignoring everything habitually.

Fei’er didn’t continue to quarrel either, as she knew well what kind of character Big Cat was.

Despite giving off a confident, capable impression normally, at critical moments, he’s an expert at letting people down…

“I’m going to sleep, remember to take Xiao Mu back…

Xiao Mu doesn’t want to go back!

Xiao Mu just woke up, and wants to play!”

Looking at the suddenly rejuvenated and energetically surging girl, Lu Ping’an sighed.

The days of torment were just beginning.

He missed Earth a bit…

Modern technology has one advantage: hand kids a smartphone or a game console, and they quiet down in an instant.

“Brother Lu, are you taking Little Eve swimming?

Xiao Mu wants to go too, but Xiao Mu doesn’t have a swimsuit…”

Glancing at the unflappable child before him, Lu Ping’an really felt like ranting—was this necessary?

“…Let’s go, we’ll take a walk in the city, and buy you some clothes for the changing season.

Your grandfather too, not even knowing to prepare different clothes for a girl to change into as needed.”

But since Fei’er had helped with such a big favor, if Xiao Mu’s little everyday needs could be taken care of, then they should be.

Impossible, I’m just returning a favor…

Even Lu Ping’an himself occasionally had to admit…

“This whole family is too much of a mess.”

Yet it seems, if nothing unexpected happens, it’s going to get even more chaotic in the future…

“Big Cat, what the hell should I call you?”

“…” Big Cat wanted to tell him to call her ‘Mom,’ but feared he would actually do it.

In the end, she held back a mouthful of blood in her chest and squeezed out one word…