Chapter 389: Topic

"So Desaro, you also believe that the training methods described in the manga 'Rage War King' are indeed real and effective, right?"

In the already repaired Unicorn Apartment, William looked excitedly at the television. The guest of this 'American Sports News' interview was his idol, Desaro Punk.

He was a retired War Emperor, a two-time NMOSA gold belt winner, a member of the NMOSA Hall of Fame, and one of the top 50 superstars of the 40th century.

"Yes, I think it has very good effects. If a child likes magical energy but lacks sufficient resources for training, then this is a very good and practical training method, with effects only about 22% inferior to long-term use of basic enhancement agents."

Desaro Punk said frankly on TV: "Many of my disciples have opened training camps, and their feedback has been very positive. I also have cooperating pharmacists who have confirmed that it does not cause harm to the human body. In fact, even from a common sense perspective, it can be seen as a safe dietary supplement method."

"What about the combat techniques in the manga? Many viewers have called our show this time, praising the protagonist's technique for defeating Shara."

"How to put it? This is a very novel idea. When I was young, I never considered countering the Falling Leaf Slash, and after becoming a professional, I had even less need for it. But I have to admit, if you encounter the Falling Leaf Slash, this is very practical."

Desaro Punk then shifted his tone: "However, it still has high requirements for the user—good perception and sufficient judgment, otherwise it could backfire."

"So what do you think of Andre Lee Wiltonstein's combat prowess? He was able to create such a method."

"It's still hard to judge now; this is just a simple technique, hard to draw conclusions from. Besides, you have to know, he's very rich now and can hire a strong team to design fight moves for him. But based on his performance in the ring, he deserves the title of genius. Although many think it's due to external forces or his own luck, I'd say those people are either blind or have taken money from betting companies with ulterior motives."

"Wow, that's a serious accusation. Can you specify who? Like Tony? Phil?"

Desaro Punk smiled and changed the subject: "Let's talk about the manga itself. I can't wait to see the second volume. When will Shelek advance to the third level? How will he retaliate against Richard's humiliation? Damn author, he's too slow and wastes pages. And that woman Annie, she's so disgusting. Shelek loves her so much, but look at what this disgusting bitch did?"

At this moment, Li Mochen was discussing property purchases with Eliza and his personal accountant, Huangfu Enda.

Regarding the previous sniping incident by the demon wolf Fenrir, Li Mochen still felt uncomfortable, after all, someone had died in his house in an abnormal way. If this were the East, it would be a typical haunted house.

Coincidentally, he now indeed needed to change his residence. Although the Nathan Group had done its best to provide him with superior conditions, Li Mochen often felt inconvenienced in many situations.

"Location in the northeast, as cheap as possible, the older the building the better, not seeking comfort but needing a spacious courtyard, good views, preferably a real manor, and a good location ensuring sufficient safety, with a price between ten million and thirty million gold shields, right? This is tough for me, A Mo. It also doesn't fit your status. Ten million gold shields can't buy any decent mansion, and there aren't many sellers in Atlanta. Such houses have a price but no market."

"So the upper limit is 30 million. If there's nothing in the northeast, then the north side is also fine. As long as I can buy a house that suits my heart, I'll invest about 120 million for modern reconstruction."

Li Mochen turned to his private accountant: "Huangfu, please draw up a budget and contact the bank for a loan. Start planning as soon as we get the house. It's best to postpone the down payment until after tax season. This kind of fixed asset investment and the current employment-rate real estate construction can offset some taxes, right?"

He intended to transform this estate into a true fortress. First, dig a six-story basement, then build three more stories above. The defense standard would match the White House, capable of withstanding a magical nuclear bomb.

Then he would need three spatial anchor points for the magic tower—this Death Home magic tower couldn't always remain an unregistered entity.

A small airport—sooner or later he would need a private plane. In fact, after tax season, once the royalties and the funds from Rockefeller came through, he planned to place an order with Mofeite Aircraft Manufacturing Company.

It was the model Angela mentioned: the Holy Eagle 350, with a range of 19,500 kilometers and capacity for 132 passengers.

Li Mochen didn't need to worry about the design blueprints; Anthony could provide them for free. Light Magic Industries was also a luxury home builder; over the past fifty years, more than 250 top-tier luxury homes had been designed and built by them. This was Li Mochen's compensation for helping Anthony perfect Light Magic Number Six.

"One hundred and twenty million gold shields? That's more like it. You should have done this long ago, A Mo."

Elisa's eyes sparkled with slight excitement: "You have to save a room for me in that house. A thirty-million-gold-shield estate is a bit tough, but I'll do my best to help you find one."

"Are you discussing buying a house?"

At that moment, Angela also walked in from the doorway. She came to Li Mochen's side, sat down right next to him, hugged his arm, and asked with a grin: "Can you tell me about it? A Mo, where do you plan to buy?"

This action made Elisa look askance. Clearly, this girl was staking her claim.

"Northeast of the city. An Qi, would you like to live with me?"

Li Mochen asked tentatively, feeling a bit resistant at the thought of being far from Angela.

"Sure, no need to buy a house. Once you finish building the estate, I'll just move in directly. I'd rather save my pocket money for a holy artifact than invest in real estate."

Angela's words clearly delighted Li Mochen. But her next words left him somewhat conflicted: "I know you're leaving for the Antoria Continent in a few days, A Mo. Can I come along? I've wanted to go there for a long time."

Li Mochen frowned, his eyes hesitant, thinking: Doesn't this girl need to go home and visit her father during winter break?

Just as he was hesitating, William switched the TV channel, and then exclaimed: "Wow, A Mo, your comic has really taken off!"

Li Mochen looked over and saw on the TV screen the entrance of a bookstore, where a large crowd was queuing at the door, eagerly looking toward the store.