Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 274 - 271-A Rabbit’s Devotion, Punishment, and Rewards!

"If my mentor from the upper plane universe saw this scene, they'd probably be so furious they'd start convulsing!"

Anastasia picked up an Astral Phantasm Fruit and held it in her hand, reluctant to throw it.

This was insane—what a waste! These things were way too precious to just toss around like that. She could hardly bring herself to let go.

If these Astral Phantasm Fruits were brought back up to the upper realms, they'd be snatched up by everyone in an instant. And yet now... they were being reduced to props for the fortress's Fruit Fight Tournament?

Anastasia gulped, visibly conflicted.

Maybe... just one bite? Just a tiny, secret bite shouldn't be a problem, right?

Even if that one-eyed redhead noticed, she could just forfeit one fruit as compensation. Not a big deal.

Just as Anastasia was about to take a bite of the Astral Phantasm Fruit—

Splat!

A fruit suddenly smashed right into her!

"Lord, come on! Come hit me if you can!"

Hovering in midair stood a rabbit—yes, a literal rabbit—balancing on a flying sword, two legs planted confidently, its back turned toward Anastasia as it wagged its little bunny butt provocatively.

Then it spun around, revealing a cheeky expression and continued to taunt her with a smirk.

The audacity!

Anastasia's face instantly twisted in rage.

A rabbit—just a damn rabbit—was mocking her now? Did this furball really think it could do whatever it wanted just because Velen favored it?

Did it think being the Lord meant she was easy to bully?

Did it think she wouldn't retaliate just because she was noble?

Well, too bad.

"I don't care if you're top-tier potion material!"

"Rabbit! I'm coming for you!"

"You dare mock me? I'll make you pay!"

Glaring furiously at the rabbit who dared to insult her, Anastasia hurled the Astral Phantasm Fruit in her hand straight at it.

She might not be able to land a hit on Velen, but surely she could take down a rabbit!

"Oops!"

"Missed!"

The rabbit twisted its waist mid-air and narrowly dodged the fruit with a graceful twirl.

Then it burst into laughter, clearly proud of itself.

"You little—! I'm gonna end you!"

Screaming with frustration, Anastasia scooped up an entire armful of Astral Phantasm Fruits and charged into the air, launching them one after another at the nimble little creature.

"How dare you act so smug! Let's see if you can dodge all of these!"

"Dear heavens!" the rabbit squealed as it fled.

"Master! You made me do this, remember! You can't blame me later!"

"If Madam Lord holds a grudge, you better explain everything on my behalf, or I'll never clear my name—not even if I jump into the Yellow River!"

As Anastasia barreled toward it, the rabbit glanced down at Velen, then quickly accelerated and flew off into the distance at high speed.

It wasn't like the rabbit wanted to provoke Anastasia. If it weren't for Velen's "gentle encouragement" and "generous bribery," it wouldn't have dared in the first place!

"Beautiful! Excellent! In critical moments, the rabbit never lets me down!"

Watching Anastasia fully immersed in the chaos of battle, Velen couldn't help but give the rabbit a silent thumbs-up.

Truly a rabbit raised by his own hand—fiercely loyal and willing to risk it all when it counted. Outstanding!

Looks like he really should kick it fewer times in the future. It had earned that much today.

Much later...

Ding!

"Congratulations, Host, for completing today's Special Item Task. You have received: 1000 Luxury Points and Astral Phantasm Fruit ×1,000,000!"

Huh?

Hearing the system notification and seeing the massive reward, Velen's eyes lit up in surprise.

After all, the system had once told him that special rewards containing materials from the upper plane universe had an extremely low probability of dropping.

But looking at it now... was the probability really that low?

And this time, it was directly one million Astral Phantasm Fruits! Enough for everyone in the fortress to eat like kings!

"Master!"

"The second Fortress Fruit Fight Tournament has concluded! The one who got hit the most was Kevin. The one who got hit the least was Clinton!"

At that moment, the one-eyed redhead in the sky delivered the final results to Velen.

Everyone in the fortress also heard it and was visibly stunned by the outcome.

"Wait... the rabbit didn't get punished?"

"And neither did the Lord?"

"Is this favoritism again?"

"Let's see whether Velen will actually give out punishment this time or just brush it off as 'rewards.'"

Everyone's gaze now turned toward Velen.

The results this time were completely different from the last tournament. Surely Velen wouldn't pull the same stunt again?

"Kevin Senator, Clinton Senator," Velen called out with a smile, "Seems your luck wasn't too great this time."

"There are ten thousand bottles of Fortifying Potion in this spatial ring. You each get five thousand. Make sure to finish them all today."

"That's your reward."

With a flick of his wrist, Velen tossed the spatial ring toward Kevin.

What the hell?!

Kevin stared at the ring in shock, frozen.

Was this some kind of twisted joke?

Fortifying Potion?!

This god-awful stuff again?

Velen rarely acknowledged him in the fortress, and now that Kevin finally got some attention through this tournament... the "reward" he received was worse than punishment!

This wasn't a reward—this was a direct ticket to hell!

Kevin almost burst into tears on the spot. This was beyond cruel.

"Definitely rigged!"

"Velen clearly favors the rabbit and the Lord, as always!"

The rest of the fortress residents gave helpless, bitter laughs.

Sure enough, if you weren't favored, you'd just get steamrolled.

And yet, despite knowing the system was rigged, no one dared slack off in future tournaments—not with that one-eyed overseer watching.

Just imagining being the next recipient of the Fortifying Potion reward was enough to make anyone shiver.

"Grand Mentor!"

"What on earth are you three doing?"

Nikola, walking over, was stunned to see the Darknight Sovereign, Apollo, and the Blackgold Sovereign gathering damaged fruits off the ground with excited expressions.

Why the heck were these powerful Sovereigns collecting smashed fruit?

Mentor, surely we're not that desperate... right?

Do we really need to be this frugal?

"Nikola, you don't understand anything," Darknight Sovereign said solemnly.

"Do you know what it means to be a servant of the fortress? It's our duty!"

"Duty?" Nikola was bewildered.

What kind of duty involved picking up trash?

"Yes! Our sacred responsibility!"

"As fortress servants, it's our job to clean up the leftovers. This is part of our mission!"

Darknight Sovereign was nearly trembling from joy.

Smashed potion ingredients were still potion ingredients! They were still genuine Astral Phantasm Fruits—one of the top ten alchemy ingredients in existence!

Who cared if they were bruised? The taste wasn't affected!

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that becoming a servant of the fortress would grant him the chance to grow rich just by picking up trash.

Truly, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The great being who brought him to this low plane universe had spoken true: fortune lies in humble places.

With this haul of damaged Astral Phantasm Fruits, even a Sovereign like him could amass wealth beyond imagination!

If he wanted to, he could easily rival an entire star system in fortune!