Chapter 28: The True God of the Inner Realm!

The art director for President Pei is named Wei Shaojie.
Ron quickly accepted the friend request from the other party.
[Wei Shaojie: President Pei asks, can you accept 100,000 per original illustration?]
Ron, currently conceptualizing his story, was stunned for a moment.
Wait, no? Did I misread a zero?
Ron double-checked, then triple-checked, confirming this was not a hallucination.
Is this the price because we are both creators?
President Pei is truly generous!
Ron was filled with immense gratitude.
Consequently, the contract was finalized very quickly.
[Wei Shaojie: Boss, what is your ID? The name that will be listed in the staff credits at the end.]
Wei Shaojie had already briefed him on the general content of the game.
Although it wasn't an adult game, it wasn't much better.
How could he use his real name for such staff credits!
Ron decisively pulled out his nickname from his college days.
[Ron: I Can't Draw.]
"I Can't Draw"…
Seeing this name, Wei Shaojie froze in place.
His thoughts drifted back to that summer afternoon when he opened that game and saw the "Chest God's" artwork for the first time.
He remembered that day vividly; he had been physically drained for three days straight after seeing it.
"I Can't Draw."
Known in the circles as the "Chest God."
A certain master in the industry once said that it is impossible to draw the Chest God’s works without having felt thousands of actual objects!
Even though his work had only ever appeared in that one small workshop’s game, it didn't stop him from being called the true deity of lewd art!
President Pei… actually managed to hire him to create character portraits for the game!
President Pei, you are brilliant!!!
Ron could not hear Wei Shaojie’s inner thoughts; he only felt that after he gave his nickname, the other party’s attitude toward him suddenly became much more enthusiastic.
Although he was a bit confused, Ron decided to stop thinking about it for the sake of 100,000 per illustration.
After all, he desperately needed the money to top up his [Devil’s Card].
[Wei Shaojie: Chest God, when can you submit the drafts?]
Chest God? What the hell kind of nickname is that.
Ron was suspicious, but replied that he would submit the character designs for the three protagonists in three days.
Because the fourth day was the day of the recommendation push.
He had already agreed with President Pei that his work would be approved upon submission, with immediate payment and no delays.
[Wei Shaojie: So fast?]

[Ron: I already have the drafts in my mind.]
[Wei Shaojie: As expected of the Chest God! You truly have the design in your chest!]
What kind of idiom is that again…
Ron’s drawing efficiency was very high.
It wasn't that his technique was exquisite, but rather that he had seen so much that he could rely on his rich experience to draw many details with ease.
President Pei also knew that Ron was short on money, and the 300,000 was even paid in advance.
This filled Ron with gratitude, making him work even more diligently on the drawings.
While he was drawing meticulously, Vivian had hurried her way to the vicinity of Sola Town.
Farrell was the mayor of Sola Town and a well-known gentleman.
In Vivian's eyes, "gentleman" was never a positive term.
Because the aunts in her village always said that a "gentleman" is just a robber who smiles while robbing you.
[Outside Sola Town, a group of mages and guards are patrolling.]
[A small town having so many mages is definitely suspicious.]
[Vivian hides in the distance, observing the situation in the town.]
[It is clear that no outsiders are allowed in.]
[Could the ritual have already begun? If so, wouldn't the townspeople be…]
[Vivian feels anxious.]
Seeing Vivian’s thoughts, Ron quickly tried to stop her.
He was truly afraid that this girl would lose her head and charge in head-on.
["Don't force your way in, you can't beat them," you calmly advise.]
[Vivian, of course, understands this logic.]
[She decides to sneak in!]
Seeing this word, Ron’s heart skipped a beat.
He remembered the scene from the last time Vivian broke in.
Oh my god! Don't tell me this girl is going to perform another physical infiltration!
However, looking closely, he felt relieved.
This time, Vivian had learned her lesson and planned to find a remote, unnoticed spot to knock out a guard and swap clothes to enter the town.
Although she couldn't completely change her appearance, at least she knew to change her outfit.
[Vivian decides to go to the outhouse at the edge of town to knock out some unlucky guy.]
[Vivian is lucky; there is actually someone inside the outhouse!]
[And the person is a short man of about her height.]
[Taking advantage of a gap in the patrol, Vivian knocks the man out without a word and changes into his clothes.]
[Sola Town is indeed the wealthiest town near Palavi City.]
[Even the guards' uniforms are high-end.]
[Vivian walks with a hunched posture to cover her overly prominent chest.]

[She walks along the walls of the buildings into the town.]
[The nearby mages seem to see her, but do not stop her.]
[After successfully entering the town, Vivian lets out a sigh of relief and begins to observe her surroundings.]
[The town is empty; there is no one around.]
[Vivian’s heart sinks instantly.]
[The ritual to sacrifice a Druid maiden requires human dreams as a medium.]
[Once a person loses their dreams, they will fall into an eternal slumber.]
[She strongly suspects that the entire town’s population has been sent into an eternal sleep.]
[Only the final Druid maiden is needed to complete the fusion ritual.]
[Vivian knows she must hurry!]
[Vivian enters a tavern that is still open.]
[To be able to operate normally in this environment is definitely unusual.]
[There must be information inside!]
[Standing at the door, Vivian hears the roar of a man from inside.]
["What the hell are you doing! Are you trying to kill Lord Farrell? Do you believe we’ll cut off your medicine? So your daughter can go to sleep too!"]
[Hearing the man’s words, the tavern owner is terrified, even kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.]
[This base behavior immediately causes the surrounding people to laugh heartily.]
[Vivian lifts her top hat, observing the situation inside the tavern.]
[A few burly men are sitting around a table, which is covered in food and drink.]
[Walking in at this time seems too conspicuous.]
[But the tavern owner looks like he might know part of the truth.]
[Just as Vivian hesitates, the people in the tavern notice her.]
[Vivian’s heart skips a beat, praying silently:]
[Don't let anything go wrong! Don't let anything go wrong!]
[My disguise should be perfect!]
[Just then, she hears one of the men speak:]
["Why are you wearing Lord Farrell’s clothes?"]
"..." Ron falls into a long silence as he reads this sentence.
[Vivian falls into a brief silence upon hearing the man’s words.]
[She silently draws her staff.]
[She activates "Self-Immolation."]
[She drinks a vial of poison.]
[Blazing flames instantly fill the entire tavern.]