, Chapter 25 , Sean immediately became interested when it came to making money. , Which guy didn’t dream of playing games and making money at the same time? , After a moment of contemplation, Carlisle shook his head and said, “The drop rate for the rare. , equipment, Judgment, was too low, and their value depreciated rapidly. , “The Judgment could sell for five or even six figures in 2002. Last year, it could still fetch four figures. But this year, it’s down to three figures! , While speaking, he stood stared straight at Sean, emphasizing each word. “Besides, when I talk about , making money, I mean making big money!” , Players of The Legendary Tale should know that in 2002, the first server of The Legendary Tale was sold , for over 300 thousand dollars. , At that time, 300 thousand dollars was more than enough to buy a 2000 square feet house in the town. , “Making big money…” Sean muttered to himself. “How much do you mean by big money?” , Carlisle held up one finger. , “Ten thousand?Sean swallowed hard. , 26 , In this era, where the average salary was less than one thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars was indeed , a significant sum. , However, Carlisle shook his head slowly. , Sean’s throat felt even drier, “100 thousand?” , Carlisle shook his head again and said, “Let’s start with a small goal. We’ll aim for a million!” , A million! , A small goal, These two phrases circulated in Sean’s mind continuously. , After a while, Sean finally came to his senses. He reached out to feel Carlisle’s forehead, then his own. He , muttered, “Do you have a fever? Or is it me?” , A million? , And that was considered a small goal? , How could Carlisle dare say such things, It was good to have dreams. But the dream had to be somewhat grounded in reality. , Sean’s ran his own business and made only 30 to 50 thousand yearly. , Chapter , It would take 20 years to make a million. , “Forget it. There’s no point in explaining further now. You’ll understand later!” , Carlisle couldn’t be bothered to explain. However, he understood Sean’s skepticism. , Had it not been for his rebirth, anyone saying such to him would have seemed like a fool. , After the two agreed to meet at their usual spot to surf the internet, they went their separate ways home. , Carlisle went upstairs after he locked his bike downstairs. Just as he reached for the door, he heard Hilda , sobbing. , “If he fails the exam, he can simply retake it. He’s only 18 now. Repeating for a year will only make him 19” , Word of Carlisle’s deeds had reached her ears. , Like others, they also believed that Carlisle hadn’t taken the SATS seriously due to immense pressure. , Gordon lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke. He said, “I’ll talk to him when he gets back. If he’s really not interested in studying, he can pursue skill!” , “I still think it’s better to repeat the year!” , “If he can’t get into college, will you be able to raise your head when we return to the village to visit?” Hilda lowered her head and wiped away her tears. , Gordon took a deep drag of his cigarette. With a loud voice, he said, “What do you mean by not being able to raise my head? How many college students are there in the village” , Gordon’s mood soured due to Carlisle’s situation. In frustration, he his voice. , Hilda was startled and trembled slightly. , With her eyes reddenedshe shouted, “Are you still unaware of your brother’s and sister–in–law’s , characters? , “In no time, they almost belittled you to the of humiliation. And you don’t even dare to stand up to them?” , After being yelled at by Hilda, Gordon’s face dropped into silence. , Hilda added, “I don’t care. If our son doesn’t make it to college, I’ll have him repeat the year, even if it means selling pots and pans!” , As he stood outside the door, Carlisle felt a pang in his heart after hearing his parents‘ argument over him. , His parents held high expectations for him, but he had disappointed them in his previous life. , Not getting into college must have made his parents very upset. Yet, they always wore a cheerful demeanor around him. They didn’t want to burden him with too much pressure. , “Mom, Dad, I’m home!” Carlisle called out as he pushed the door open. , Chapter 25 , “Hurry up and wash your hands for dinner. I’ll get you a serving” , Hilda smiled and walked into the kitchen. , , Search the website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.