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Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Chapter 192: Then, the wealthy man pulled out an iron rod as thick as a wrist!

Published: March 1, 2025

“But, at this point in the story, something has changed!”

“By the way, before this, I haven't introduced the situation of this family to everyone!”

The sovereign's voice was calm yet charismatic, with little emotional fluctuation.

“The wealthy man built his fortune from scratch, and it was only when he got old that he established a large enterprise!”

“The eldest son has suffered hardships and has been malnourished in his childhood, hence he is very frail!”

“The second son is addicted to alcohol and debauchery!”

“And the third son? He is a fanatic who loves sports.”

“So, overall, the third son has the best physical condition!”

“The wealthy man saw that his eldest son couldn't break a chopstick, so he handed the chopstick to the third son!”

“What was a difficult task for the eldest son was completely different for the third son.”

“‘Crack!’ With a sound, the third son broke the chopstick into pieces!”

“So, everyone, having heard this, you should understand that this is not a story about unity!”

The gentle and magnetic tone remained, but the feeling it conveyed was increasingly different!

This feeling made Wen Yu feel as if he was endlessly sliding into an abyss!

No one dared to comment on the sovereign's story anymore, as all the living beings present could sense something else in the sovereign's words!

That something is called—malice!

And at this moment, the sovereign's story had not yet ended.

“The wealthy man saw his third son break the chopstick and smiled with satisfaction.”

“Then, the wealthy man pulled out an iron rod as thick as a wrist from under his pillow.”

“‘Now, why don’t you try this?’ said the wealthy man.”

“Dad, that’s impossible!”

The third son promptly shook his head; for a normal person, an iron rod of that thickness was practically indestructible!

“So, I have a way to distribute my estate!”

“The wealthy man distributed all his assets to the eldest son, as the eldest son had endured hardships since childhood, naturally understanding that money is hard to come by, and often following his father, he had learned a lot about business.”

“Moreover, the wealthy man made a will stating that his eldest son, who would inherit all his assets, must pay the second and third sons a sum of money every month to allow them to do what they wanted!”

“Can you guess the final outcome?”

“After the wealthy man died, the eldest son’s business thrived, and he bought a trust for the second and third sons; each year, they would receive a substantial amount of money enough to support their expenses!”

“A perfect result, isn’t it?”

“So, what lesson does this story teach us?”

Complete silence filled the room!

Because this story isn’t called a fairy tale, nor is it called an inspirational story; this story is called toxic chicken soup!

Toxic chicken soup is always realistic, and reality is always cruel!

The sovereign's voice rang out again.

“This story tells us that chopsticks can never match steel!”

“Chopsticks are just chopsticks; even a hundred chopsticks cannot compare to the strength and resilience of steel!”

“The same goes for power; the so-called strength in unity is nothing but a joke!”

“Power can only exert its greatest effect when concentrated in a single person's hands!”

“Just like under the same strength, a palm can never compare to a fist in power!”

“And under the current circumstances, you have won the war against the demonic clan, but you are still a group of chopsticks! What I need is steel! Even if it's just one!”

“How do I filter out the steel? By breaking chopsticks, using their bodies to ignite the furnace, thus forging the strongest steel!”

“There is a rule on the Battlefield of the Two Realms: ‘Creatures from the Demon Realm and creatures from Earth will decide who is the strongest!’”

“Right now, you are merely the stronger side, or a group! But not the strongest!”

“The barrier of the Battlefield of the Two Realms will shrink ten meters every ten minutes, which means that this barrier will become smaller and smaller! Until all living beings within the battlefield are wiped out! But before that, as long as you can determine the strongest being among you, the barrier will stop moving! And this being will receive the most powerful treasure prepared by me!”