The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328: 317 Pei Tianyi begs audience with Emperor Ying, claiming she solved that question [3 updates]

Looking at the system notification, Pei Tianyi’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he felt an unexpected sense of surprise.

He seldom logged into the NOK forum due to its unfamiliar interface and had rarely posted any rewards there.

Including this time, he had only posted three rewards in total.

The first time was to find a book that had gone out of print and couldn’t be purchased even on STAR, the Latin version.

After issuing the reward, he received the book the following day.

The second time, Pei Tianyi encountered a tough problem.

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He posted the problem as a reward and within less than ten minutes, he received seven different solutions.

It was these two rewards that made Pei Tianyi realize the NOK forum was truly miraculous.

Although Pei Tianyi didn’t post rewards often, he was well aware that once a reward was accepted, it meant the user who took it on had the capability to fulfill it.

The rules for reward posts were somewhat complex; he hadn’t read them carefully but knew that failure to complete a reward would result in a deduction of Growth Points.

After a year on the NOK forum, Pei Tianyi still hadn’t figured out what Growth Points were actually for.

So when he posted rewards, the compensation was always money.

However, most users browsing the homepage did so in hopes of earning enough Growth Points to gain access to the hidden section and join the Hidden Alliance.

If it wasn’t for the substantial sum of money Pei Tianyi offered, his reward would have remained unheeded for a month.

Pei Tianyi immediately sent a message to the user ID of the guide, but received no reply.

He had no choice but to patiently wait.

However, he didn’t have to wait long, as the system soon popped up another window.

[After verification, your reward has been fulfilled, and the rewarded amount has been transferred to the recipient’s account.]

For rewards that could be completed online like this, items would be sent directly to the user’s inbox through the system.

Pei Tianyi opened his inbox and found that all five documents he had posted were translated into modern English.

Only eight minutes had passed.

Pei Tianyi couldn’t help but take a sharp breath in. How proficient in Middle English and Old English must one be to translate the files in such a short amount of time?

Was there actually such a skilled linguist in this forum?

No wonder his advisor had told him that if he was lucky, he would encounter many hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Pei Tianyi pondered for a moment before sending another message.

[Hello, may I get to know you?]

**

Wen Family.

In the bedroom.

Ying Zijin casually dismissed a friend request, cashed out the five million she had just earned in eight minutes, and then went to browse the hidden section.

The topic of the day’s discussion in the Hidden Alliance was about a detective from IBI.

Rumor had it that the detective had accidentally snapped their belt while chasing a criminal, revealing something that should not have been exposed.

The first poster even considerately attached a photo, and a bunch of big shots were discussing it heatedly below.

Ying Zijin watched for a while and then placed a few orders for medicinal herbs.

Unfortunately, the trade section didn’t have the Alchemical materials she needed.

And because Alchemical materials were so rare, even Norton had to personally go out looking for them.

After she finished treating Ji Feng today, she had only one portion of Alchemical materials left, and needed to find a way to get more.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the bedroom; it was Wen Fengmian.

He coughed before speaking, “Yaoyao, it’s late, time to sleep.”

Ying Zijin glanced at the time—it was exactly ten o’clock.

For young people, it was still early.

“Dad, you go ahead and rest,” Ying Zijin’s gaze was still on the computer, “I’ll sleep in a bit.”

“You said the same thing last time.” Outside the door, Wen Fengmian hadn’t left, “At two o’clock when I woke up, the light in your room was still on.”

Ying Zijin thought it over and remembered that she had found a melodramatic online series that night and had stayed up all night to finish it.

“Dad, it won’t happen this time,” she said, “I will definitely be asleep by eleven at the latest.”

The sound of footsteps receded; Wen Fengmian had left.

Ying Zijin’s attention returned to the NOK forum, and she was about to make a post when all the lights in the bedroom suddenly went out, leaving only the faint glow of her computer.

She turned her head to look at the neon lights outside the window and fell into silence: “…”

After a few seconds, she finally confirmed something.

Her dad, in order to make her go to sleep, had turned off the main power switch.

Harsh.

There’s a kind of lateness defined by when your dad thinks it’s late, and you must sleep.