Dimensional Tycoon: I Make Trillions in Every World-Chapter 31: Sect and Exhaustion

The sect was visibly young.

Half-built walls filled the area, low-quality banners fluttered into the sky, and workers moved around busily.

It was still in its early stages, but it was built with effort and dedication.

Noa stood still.

He didn’t speak for a while.

In front of him stood the future he had started, and it would only continue to expand.

The main courtyard was huge, surrounded by new, unfinished houses, and had a simple look to it.

A small spirit garden was also planted.

It was nothing extraordinary, but it still showed the signs of care.

There was no gate yet.

Just an open pathway towards the wooden building that looked inviting and comfortable at the same time.

Feng Fan neared the workers, checking their progress.

These builders were also part of the sect members he was talking about.

They worked and listened according to Feng Fan’s instructions, as the man was not only their future teacher but only hope to survive in this harsh world.

Some of them were crippled in one way or another.

Some had enemies they had to hide from, some were simply strays, struggling to keep going with no one to support them, while some had ambition and didn’t know where to start.

As Feng Fan conversed with them, Noa remained still, staying out of sight.

They both decided that it would be better if Noa didn’t show himself.

At least for now.

Noa wasn’t here to be seen but to quench his curiosity and see what the system could offer him in this place.

{Fateless Order}

{Members: 15}

{Income: 0}

{Conflict: none}

{Infrastructure: Main courtyard (unfinished); Living quarters (unfinished); Herb Garden; Training Grounds (unfinished)}

{Assigned Task: Setting up the sect}

{Click to customize and reconstruct them according to your wishes}

Noa clicked once. Twice. Thrice.

But the system denied his access to the same kind of options his store had.

’Is it because it’s still unfinished?’ he thought.

[That’s part of it,] the system answered after reading his mind. [But you need to complete one specific mission so I can allow you to change things here.]

Noa didn’t even think.

"It’s about fulfilling the prophecy, isn’t it? I have to buy the Blooming Iron Sect and make its elders and disciples submit," he guessed immediately.

And though the system neither denied nor agreed to his claim, Noa was confident in his guess.

Soon, Feng Fan returned to his side.

He wanted to ask Noa’s opinion, but held himself back, waiting to see if Noa would speak first.

"It’s looking rough, but seeing its potential, I know you will get there," Noa said dismissively, meeting the man’s expectant eyes.

"From this point on, take everything you might need from the store. One of each product per day for one member," he added, going down to the mountain.

Though it wasn’t a tall one, nor was the road difficult, Noa quickly exhausted himself.

But he preferred to die on that hill rather than show weakness to the man.

Hiding his shallow breaths, Noa listened to what Feng Fan had to say about his offer.

"Understood. I will make sure to make it count," he promised.

Noa observed the path and held his hands inside the pockets to conceal his clenched fists.

"Good," he said casually.

Yes, his back was straight and his breathing was forcefully controlled, but under the robes, his muscles twitched.

"I am not built like a damn cultivator," Noa complained to the system. "What’s the point of having money if I can’t even handle this much?"

The system chuckled like a child before answering.

[You aren’t meant to endure the world. You are required to own it. Build enough so that mountains will kneel before you and follow your needs.]

Noa considered it for a while.

Though he still wanted some kind of physical strength, the system’s words didn’t sound so bad either.

If he had enough influence over the world, he might even affect nature itself.

He could even bend rules by using his funds and actually buy strength for himself.

’So, I have to suffer until I can afford everything in this world. Fair trade if I say so myself.’

It took Noa another five minutes to reach the store.

"Come on in and take everything you might need."

Feng Fan nodded. "I will make sure that you aren’t doing charity, and we will prove our worth."

As soon as Noa stepped inside his building, Yun Qiqi jumped at him.

He almost lost his footing, and considering how tired he was just from a small stroll, he did a pretty good job balancing himself.

"Big brother is back!" Qiqi announced loudly, hugging Noa tightly.

She had Senior Bao clutched to her chest, as she had to deal with Noa’s absence somehow.

"Of course, I am," he answered. "Didn’t I tell you it wouldn’t take long?"

Meanwhile, Xue Hanly was crouched near the display shelves. Qing Xuan was looking through the window.

Both girls straightened instinctively.

Noa offered them a smile, trying not to show his condition. "The store isn’t burned down. Good job."

"Welcome back," Hue Xanly said, eyes flickering toward the counter.

"More disciples visited us. Ten of them and they bought quite a few things," Qing Xuan chimed in.

Noa gave them a thumbs up.

No one inside the room knew what he meant by that, but Noa dropped the matter before saying to the girls,

"Give Feng Fan everything the store made today and let him take everything he needs."

Feng Fan stood beside Noa, nodding at the girls with mutual respect.

"Sure," Hue Xanly didn’t argue.

Yet she still had a slight concern. "But what if our stock runs out? Where will we get the supply? Is there any room for that?"

Noa wanted to dismiss them and head back into his room.

So he answered swiftly.

"The store will restock itself. You guys don’t have to do anything."

The girls didn’t even look surprised anymore. They grew accustomed to how differently everything worked around Noa.

He, on the other hand, dismissed everyone except Yun Qiqi.

As the girls and Feng Fan left the store, Noa guided Yun Qiqi and offered her a bed.

However, he wasn’t planning to lie on the floor.

It was time to expand his shop by adding more rooms, including a bedroom and even something special he could afford.