Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal 834 No Need for Brains!

He was a technological geek with an IQ of over 180. His thought process was already much faster than the average human. He analyzed every tiny detail. The results of those analyses made him indecisive. He could not handle winning, nor could he handle losing. In the end, he was totally depressed. However, his brain just could not give up the analyzing habit.

"Only the heartless Young Master can be a prodigal." Lucifer concluded dejectedly. "Compared to him, I'm not nearly well trained enough! Prodigal is not a role anyone can fulfill. Without that iron will, one should not take up this challenging mission…"

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Hong Dali was grinning ear to ear on Earth. He laughed without a care in the world. "Hahahaha, Hahahahaha! It increased, it increased! It finally increased by seven points. This wasn't easy, it wasn't easy. I was breaking out in cold sweat. I was so scared…"

To end off, he said something that might have maddened Lucifer even more. "Is it seriously so difficult to be a prodigal? They don't even know how to spend money? Who can be so dumb? Must be that heartbreaker idiot. If it was anyone else, things probably wouldn't have been so troublesome…"

This was probably the first time someone had called Lucifer dumb since he was born.

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He did manage to lose over seven hundred thousand this time in the squander mission. However, as a whole, it was a complete failure. The most crucial thing was that Lucifer was deeply traumatized mentally. He had finally understood that not anyone could become a prodigal, let alone a godly prodigal…

One must possess wildly creative ideas to squander, incredible luck, and complete apathy to everything around oneself. Only when these three traits were fulfilled could a person become a godly prodigal like Hong Dali.

If any of these traits were missing, the person would without question end up completely depressed.

Back at the St. Homburg Grand Hotel, Lucifer looked like a defeated rooster. His head hung low as he listlessly walked in.

Ling Xiaoyi saw his state and instantly went up to him. She held Lucifer and brought him to sit down. She asked in a quiet voice, "Heartbreaker, was the squandering successful? Looking at you now…"

"Don't mention it." Lucifer was deeply traumatized. He held his head in his hands like a hopeless romantic who had just broken up. "Sister Xiaoyi, I'm done with squandering. It's too difficult and painful, it's not a job meant for humans!"

"Ah?" Ling Xiaoyi was stunned. "You can't be a prodigal? That, probably, doesn't seem very difficult?"

"It's difficult. How can it not be difficult!" Lucifer said dejectedly, "Think about it. We went to the casino. I went to squander, not to earn money. I did not go for good things to happen. Who can control the luck they have in a casino, though? I could not bear to give up good cards as I wanted to win! However, my goal was to squander. What do you call holding a winning hand yet be unable to win? Is it not painful? It would have been fine if I had bad luck all the way, but it was obvious that my luck was great… Hence, suffering!"

Ling Xiaoyi was speechless and stunned. "Umm…"

She understood what Lucifer meant. It was not his fault. As long as a casino was fair and transparent, luck would definitely be a huge factor involved. It was impossible for someone to lose from the beginning to the end. It would have been fine to lose with bad cards, but it definitely would be torture to lose while holding the best hand. Anyone who had gambled at least once would understand the feelings.

This was like if you held a huge hand in Dou Dizhu. [1. Dou Dizhu is a card game in the genre of shedding and gambling. It is one of the most popular card games played in China.] You had four deuces with two jokers that you could play in a single hand. [2. Best hand possible in Dou Dizhu] However, you had to play them one by one just to lose money. It could be so frustrating that someone might die playing the hand that way.

"However, if you don't act like the prodigal to help the Young Master squander." Ling Xiaoyi hesitated. "What will happen to the Young Master?"

Li Yang urged from the side too. "That's right, Heartbreaker. For the Young Master, just endure through this. You are the most suitable person here amongst all of us. Nobody else comes even close."

"Is there seriously nobody else?" Lucifer whined. "My brain isn't good enough to be a prodigal. Or it could be too good. Either way, my mind is too messy right now. I'm worried my IQ might go into the negatives if I keep this up…"

"It's better for it to become negative than for the Young Master to be in danger, right?" Ling Xiaoyi helplessly said, "Look at the group of us. Nobody else is suitable. Li Yang has been with the Young Master for the longest time. He would have been a good choice. However, for the lackeys, they could never look the part even with the proper clothing. What's more, they can be the ones on the frontline without any problems. However, it would be too much to ask of them to actually execute the plans without the Young Master's capabilities. What if something went wrong?"

She was not actually belittling Li Yang. The key thing was that Li Yang as a lackey always focused on the Young Master Hong Dali. He would have no idea how to be a prodigal by himself.

"I just feel wrong all over." Lucifer was super depressed. "Never mind, we can go again next time. I shall try my best for the Young Master! Next time I'll head there without my brain. Things should be fine then."

"That's for the best." Li Yang touched his chest out of relief. "Heartbreaker, thank you. Aiya, it's difficult to just think about losing with the best hand. It's seriously not a job for average humans…"

Lucifer was even more despondent…

Actually, speaking of squandering, there were plenty of other possible things to do apart from gambling at a casino. The problem, however, was that Hong Dali was not here. Without their central support, they could not accomplish many things.

For instance, if you wanted to squander, there had to be some other amusing idiot who would bring an unprofitable industry forward to sell. Only Hong Dali possessed such attraction to those individuals. If you wanted to buy something, to purchase something useful would not be considered squandering. What else could you buy, though? There was nothing else missing…

Hence, everyone was quite depressed at this moment.

Not anyone could take up the role of a prodigal!

"Never mind, never mind." Lucifer could only force himself into battle again as everyone was lost in their thoughts. "I will go and lose money first. This is the most simple and direct way. We are not as creative as the Young Master to think of new ways to squander. I cannot think of anything. Even if I do, it will not be as effective as the Young Master's methods. I might as well throw my brain away for the next few days and forget about thinking."

Hence, Lucifer became even more depressed over the next two days…

As soon as he entered the casino, the people in the Supreme VIP Room said, "Aiyo, you've come to lose money again? Impressive, impressive. As expected of someone from a huge clan, you are in a different state from the rest of us!"

People also said, "Take note, everyone. The guy who comes just to lose money is here again. This is a rare opportunity, hurry up everyone!"

"Yep, the huge prodigal is here again. Those who need money, hurry up and come get some!"

There were also others who said, "The huge prodigal is here again. Form your teams now and rip him off without explanations!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if you don't rip him off, someone else will!"

Lucifer was previously ranked third on the "Holy Grail". Since when was he able to tolerate this?

His head was hung so low that it could barely be seen. Even Li Yang at his side could no longer stand for it. He quietly said to the other lackeys, "Hai, look at Heartbreaker. How much has he sacrificed for the Young Master? Once the Young Master is back, we need to pay some compliments towards the Heartbreaker!"

The other lackeys nodded. "Yes, yes!"

Two full days had passed just like that. Lucifer gritted his teeth. He had given up on his brain. Finally, he managed to lose over three million Galaxy Dollars. It ended as somewhat of a success.

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On Earth, Hong Dali laughed as he watched the attribute points increase one by one. He was satisfied and nodded. "Alright, alright, we are finally getting on the right track. Aiya, it was not easy. With these thirty attribute points on top of the original ones, I can survive for another seven to eight days probably. Not bad, not bad at all. Wahahahaha!"

Almost ten days had passed by now. In the initial week, one Health Point would be lost every hour, which would amount to 144 points. In the next twenty-three days, from the 144th hour to the 720th hour, one Health Point would be lost every two hours.

Now that the 144th hour had passed, with another four days gone, over 200 Health Points were lost in total.

Hong Dali's base Health Point was 110. The other 220 points somehow popped up later to save his life. If those points were deducted and the points from these few days were added on, he would still be left with eighty-six extra attribute points. He was going to have to expend all those points, but now he received another thirty attribute points. This time, it could support him for almost another ten days! Wahahaha, not bad at all!"

"Do your best to squander!" Hong Dali was excited and said, "You just have to squander another ten million dollars. I'll be returned to freedom once that is done!"

Hong Dali was in a great mood. Tang Muxin, who was below accompanying him this whole time, was curious and asked, "Dali, what are you doing? Why are you so happy? Did something good happen? Let me know?"

"It's a good thing, definitely a good thing!" Hong Dali's eyeballs turned. He could not expose the System. Hence, he phrased it in another way. "I feel like my body has recovered quite a bit. It seems like this issue will be solved soon!"

"Really?!" Tang Muxin instantly cheered up after she heard Hong Dali say that there should not be much of a problem. She said, "I'm glad that you're OK! I'm glad that you're OK!"

Tears streamed down her face as she said that. She wiped them off and said, "I'm glad that you're OK, hee hee…"

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Elsewhere, on the Glorious Planet.

Yin Tianzong, Feng Wuhen, Jiang Qianxue and the rest landed on a luscious green plain field. Once the Space Carrier had come to a halt, they took a smaller spacecraft and descended.

The Space Carrier they took was only around two kilometers in length. They had to eliminate as much unnecessary personnel from the crew as possible. After all, people talked. The emergence of an Emperor Beetle on Earth was a secret that could not be leaked no matter what. Otherwise, who knew what consequences it could lead to.

Hence, once they landed, they were a small target. The soldiers were happy to relax as well. They all worked for the Galaxy Aristocrats now. As long as they could emerge victorious, other benefits would be sure to come. As a result, they were all left in good moods.

The plain field was scenic and beautiful. The green grassland and the emerald rivers were the perfect harbors for a bunch of small animals to meander. Everything appeared to be in perfect harmony.

The only thing a little more complicated was the moods of Jiang Qianxue, Yin Tianzong, and Feng Wuhen.

Chapter end