Chapter 472: Nothing Much

In the real world, the Lu Family estate.

Inside the room, Lu Mingshi, who had previously kept his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened them.

A faint smile couldn't help but curl at the corners of his mouth.

"500,000 Divinity Points per month…"

"This son-in-law really is making a grand gesture."

Lu Mingshi muttered to himself, his face lacking even a trace of the previous flippant expression.

Just then, the prompt tone of the Intelligent Life came from the walls of the room.

"Master, the investigation regarding Yang Fan did not reveal any more valuable information, and there are still no clues about the Corpse Cultivator god behind Yang Fan."

"Got it."

Lu Mingshi's expression was calm as he directly waved his hand.

"There is no need to continue investigating."

"500,000 Divinity Points a month, taking the blame like this is well worth it."

Speaking up to this point, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression also turned solemn.

"However, based on what I saw today, this Yang Fan doesn't seem as simple as written in the data."

"His Mental Energy is even comparable to a Mid-tier God."

"For a person like this, try your best not to offend him if you can avoid it."

"Yes, Master."

The Intelligent Life acknowledged and then fell completely silent.

After returning to the real world, Yang Fan removed his virtual helmet.

Looking at the empty room around him, his tense body finally relaxed a little.

Entering the Virtual World this time, his persona almost collapsed.

But fortunately, he muddled through in the end.

Although Yang Fan no longer needed to rely on eating his wife's soft rice to obtain Divine Kingdom resources, the connections of the Lu Family and Gu Family still played a significant role for him.

Therefore, he still had to carefully maintain the relationship with these two wives.

At that moment, the room door was gently pushed open.

Lu Wan walked in carrying a plate of iced spiritual fruits.

Seeing that Yang Fan had already taken off his virtual helmet, she hurriedly placed the fruit plate on a nearby table and walked over.

"Husband, do you really not need my help?"

Lu Wan asked gently, her eyes filled with concern.

"Wan'er, this is your man's own affair; just leave it to me."

Yang Fan smiled, reached out to pull her into his arms, and gently flicked her nose.

"I can't bear to watch you tire yourself out because of my matters."

Hearing this, a sweet smile immediately bloomed on Lu Wan's face.

However, she was still a bit uneasy and instructed softly:

"But Husband, you mustn't force yourself."

"If you really encounter trouble you can't solve, you must tell me."

"Got it."

Yang Fan nodded with a smile.

"Let me lie down for a while longer."

Finished speaking, he lay back down on the lounging chair with a lazy appearance.

Seeing this, Lu Wan did not disturb him further.

She tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

After coming outside, Lu Wan took out her flychat and sent a message to Gu Le.

"Since Husband is almost resolving it himself, I'll return these funds to you."

After sending the message, Lu Wan let out a long stretch.

Afterwards, she directly issued a new command through the Intelligent Life.

[Pause the deduction of Ma Huainan's Divine Kingdom coordinates and all subsequent matters regarding launching the Divine Kingdom War.]

After finishing all this, Lu Wan felt her whole body relax considerably.

For some time now, her mental state had actually been in a state of high tension.

After all, the person she was targeting this time was a Peerless Prodigy.

Under the authorization protection of the federal supreme intelligent life, making a move against such a figure was an extremely dangerous matter in itself.

Even she did not dare to be the least bit careless.

If handled poorly, it might even implicate all the companies under her name, ultimately leading to sanctions from the Federal Government.

By that time, I'm afraid even if her mother Lu Yanran stepped forward, it might not be resolved.

"As expected of my husband…"

Lu Wan muttered softly, her face glowing with a relaxed smile.

Feeling the suddenly surging Divinity Points in her divine kingdom, Gu Le was stunned for a moment.

Then, a trace of a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The next moment, Gu Le directly picked up Gu Chengye from the side.

Looking at her chubby and jade-carved son in her arms, she couldn't help smiling and saying:

"Chengye, your daddy is even more outstanding than mommy imagined."

"When mommy graduates, let's go to the Frontline together to find daddy, okay?"

Speaking up to this point, Gu Le paused, then showed a worried expression.

"Otherwise, your daddy is going to be snatched away by your aunt."

Although Gu Chengye was still young, upon hearing mommy's words, he still blinked his eyes with a seemingly understanding look.

Seeing this scene, Gu Le couldn't help chuckling.

Days passed by one by one.

During this period, Yang Fan would carve out a fixed amount of time every day to descend into his Divine Kingdom and monitor the situation on the Frontline battlefield.

Both sides traded blows, and the war still hadn't ended.

Within Ma Huainan's Divine Kingdom, the losses of believers on both sides reached nearly ten billion each year.

However, for Yang Fan, such consumption meant practically nothing.

Possessing a hundredfold time flow rate, countless zombies were continuously being born within the Eternal Corpse Mine.

A massive amount of military forces was continuously transported to the Frontline, steadily maintaining a believer scale of hundreds of billions.

At the same time, various wartime supplies such as corpse pills, Talismans, Medicinal Pills, and miniature nuclear bombs were sent to the battlefield like flowing water.

On the other side, the Sima Family gods who came to support Ma Huainan were likewise not idle.

They continuously mobilized believers from their own divine kingdoms to replenish this battlefield.

Not only that, besides relying on Formation power and Intelligent Weapons, these Sima Family gods also invested a large amount of disposable wartime supplies.

Various divine skill scrolls, special weapons, consumable buildings…

All resources that could enhance the war's winning rate were continuously poured into it.

The entire battlefield had long since completely transformed into a giant meat grinder.

What both sides were competing in was no longer whose strength was stronger, but who could withstand the more terrifying consumption.

What they were pitting against each other was the sacrifice of believers and the investment of resources.

Only ten days had passed in the real world, but this war had already lasted nearly ten years.

After exiting the Divine Kingdom, Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"Nothing much."

"Fighting the war up to now, the consumption of disposable wartime supplies doesn't even reach a million trillion Divinity Points."

"It doesn't even equal what I earn in a month."

A trace of nonchalance flashed through Yang Fan's eyes.

"I want to see precisely who fails to hold on first."

Possessing the Evolution Talent, what Yang Fan feared least was a war of attrition.

Whether it was troop reinforcement or wartime resource investment, as long as time dragged on, his advantages would only grow larger and larger.

Now, inside his own Divine Kingdom, Yang Fan had long since specially built several large armories.

A large amount of disposable wartime supplies was stored within them, ready to be thrown into the battlefield at any time.

Furthermore, the current consumption rate of this war couldn't even keep up with his resource procurement speed.

Not to mention that before the war began, he had already prepared 5 to 6 trillion Divinity Points worth of wartime supplies in advance.

At least for Yang Fan right now, there was no pressure at all.