The world is vast enough to accommodate you

2.5 billion Truth Gold Coins! 

As those lovely, alluring coins, radiating infinite charm, touched Mike, they instantly lost their golden luster, transforming into dull copper. And the Broke status had a peculiar magic. 

Mike didn't need to touch every single coin; a single touch transformed the entire mountain.

Mike didn't quite remember how he walked out of that mountain of copper. Like a lost soul, a walking corpse, he numbly left the private space. 

Watching his retreating figure, Master Fool felt a strange, unsettling pang. 

*Did I… take it too far?* she wondered.

Vladimir, glancing at Fool, sneered internally. *Such a fool.* 

Feeling sorry for Thor? How naive... He beckoned Bilbo over to collect the copper coins. "Count them carefully! Not a single coin can be missing!"