But it didn’t take long for Ryo’s expression to turn strange.
“Wait…
is there actually anyone on the Dimensional Forum who’d believe the golden bastard’s sweet talk?”
A grin spread across his face — one with a distinctly mischievous edge.
“A mere golden bastard, trying to recruit people out from under my nose?
Let me do these newbies a favor and expose his lies.”
After all, it wasn’t just the golden bastard who coveted the talent spread across the myriad worlds.
Ryo Amatsuki — a newcomer to Ouroboros who was currently building his own power base — also had his eyes on that talent.
His community had only just started.
Aside from Lamia Draculea, who had been generously lent to him by his dear elder sister Kurma, he had no one else.
And the real problem was that Lamia, aside from her combat ability being decent enough, was even less experienced and worldly than he was.
That was why he’d set his sights on Leticia — former senior executive of the strongest community in Little Garden’s lower layers, founder of the Floor Master system, the Impaling Demon Lord Dracula, the Golden Vampire King, Dragon Knight, and holder of Solar Sovereignty — Ophiuchus.
Unfortunately, he’d arrived too late.
Leticia had already been auctioned off.
As for where she’d gone, he had a pretty clear idea.
But that didn’t stop him from coming here to extort the two idiots who’d been bold enough to privately auction off an important Ouroboros asset.
He was here under orders from his elder sister to collect Leticia.
Which was exactly why these two were so terrified — why they stayed on their knees in total silence.
But two vampires still wasn’t enough.
The talent shortage was severe.
He could only hope this Dimensional Forum might bring him outstanding individuals from across the myriad worlds.
With that thought, Ryo continued browsing the forum.
It was clear the Dimensional Forum was also just getting started — there weren’t many users yet.
The golden bastard’s post had been up for a while with almost no responses.
That left Ryo with no opportunity to cause trouble.
And just as Ryo was about to close the forum and return his attention to the matter at hand—
The golden bastard’s post finally got a reply.
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: Is the compensation listed here real?
And is the part-time thing real too?]
Ryo blinked at the reply.
The wage-warrior Saki-chan had been sweet-talked by the golden bastard into becoming an Astartes?
I must not be awake yet.
Why else would I be having a dream like this?
[I Am Not A God: Real.
Absolutely real!!]
Meanwhile.
In some dimension — in the Supreme Heaven of some world — a cold, pitch-black sun stirred with a surge of emotion.
The commotion drew the attention of the other four, who whispered among themselves.
Mockery.
Ridicule.
Insults and slander.
But He did not care.
Finally — finally — someone had answered Him.
Once He verified that this Dimensional Forum was real…
The end of the Four Tumors was at hand.
[I Am Not A God: Don’t worry, the benefits are absolutely top-tier!!]
[I Am Not A God: How many garden worlds do you want as your domain?
Or perhaps a position second only to one — above all others?]
On the other side, in an apartment steeped in poverty—
A blue-haired, golden-eyed girl in a school uniform stared at the forum content with a strange expression.
Was this…
chuunibyou?
Several garden worlds as her domain?
But still — what harm was there in trying?
What if this forum that had suddenly appeared was real?
Togawa Sakiko felt her heart stir.
As a high school student, her part-time work options were severely limited, and the pay wasn’t great.
168 billion yen…
at her current rate, how long would she have to work to pay off that debt?
Not to mention her deadbeat father dragging her down!
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: How long would I have to work part-time to earn 168 billion yen?]
[I Am Not A God: Sign on, and you get 168 billion yen as a signing bonus!!!]
[Old Man: Holy shit, you golden bastard are rotten to the core — trying to lure in an innocent young girl.
Did a dog eat your conscience?]
[Old Man: Sakiko, take my advice.
Whatever you do, don’t agree to this old fart’s offer.
He’s definitely trying to scam you into sitting on a toilet!]
[Old Man: You don’t have the golden bastard’s rear end for suppressing Chaos!!]
Togawa Sakiko stared at the baffling messages in front of her.
In the end, she chose to trust her instincts.
This 168 billion yen definitely wouldn’t come easy.
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: I don’t quite understand what you mean, but it seems like this 168 billion yen won’t be easy to obtain.]
[Old Man: Stay sharp, don’t embarrass yourself.
You’ve joined a multiversal communication platform — stop fixating on such a small amount of money.]
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: If you can help me pay off these 168 billion in debts, I’ll do anything!]
[Old Man: No need.]
[Old Man: If the world you’re in is an ordinary world with no supernatural elements, I do have one trick that could help you.]
[Old Man: You could make a sharing post — share novels, music, manga…
entertainment and cultural works from different worlds.
Since you’re all in different worlds, your world won’t have any of them…]
[Old Man: And then…
you get what I’m saying, right?]
Togawa Sakiko froze as the messages flashed before her eyes.
Her eyes began to shine.
It felt as though the truths of countless universes were converging in her mind.
So…
that’s how it could be solved?
Why didn’t I think of that?
In her mind’s eye, Sakiko could already see it — herself as an entertainment empress, while her father groveled at her feet, clinging to her legs and begging her to pay off his debts.
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: Thank you!!]
[Old Man: No problem.
Helping a lost girl find her way is my responsibility.
If you really want to thank me, just call me “Old Man.”]
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: …]
Honestly, she really wanted to complain about Ryo’s ID.
Who names themselves that?
She considered Ryo her benefactor, and Ryo wanted to be her father?
[Old Man: Boo hoo hoo…
I helped you this much and you won’t even call me Old Man!
How cold!
It breaks my heart!]
[I Am Not A God: Dad, do you have any way to help me revive the Human Empire?]
[Customer Service Saki-chan Is Very Unhappy to Serve You: …]
What the hell — there really was someone who could just call a total stranger “Dad”?
How could he say that so easily?
[I Am Not A God: Dad, if not that, can you help me sit on the Golden Throne?]
[I Am Not A God: Dad, I called you Dad!
Say something!]
God damn it — this golden bastard wants to screw me over!
Is the Golden Throne something a human being can sit on?
Ryo thought for a moment, then opened the forum and typed a line:
[Old Man: Sorry, I don’t have an unfilial descendant like you.]