After Tang Lin's father failed in his investments, he set up a blind date for his son, hoping he would latch onto a rich man and pay off the family's debts.
The rich man was old, ugly, gloomy-tempered, frail, sickly, and disabled. His condition for a partner was that they be beautiful and kind-hearted, and take good care of him.
What they called marrying rich was really taking a job as a caretaker.
Tang Lin, who had just been certified as a sigil master: "..."
He had given up on this family a long time ago... but he hadn't expected his father to be quite this absurd.
He put away the sigil master's badge that countless people would envy, and abandoned any thought of telling his father about it.
In the Human Federation, sigil masters were precious and rare. Their special mental powers allowed them to inscribe sigil arrays on any object, enhancing its effects.
Personal accessories, medical equipment, mecha warships... Different sigils granted different enhancements, and the materials needed to inscribe high-level sigils were extremely expensive.
Tang Lin figured he could marry a rich man, but he wasn't going to hand over the money without a fight.
The first time he met the rich man.
Tang Lin looked at the man's disfigured face. "Pay for the materials, and I can make a purification sigil to remove the corrosive mental energy from your face."
And so, he inscribed the first sigil in the entire star system capable of purifying 3S-grade corrosive mental energy, leaving everyone stunned.
The second time he met the rich man.
Tang Lin steadied the man's wheelchair. "Pay for the materials, and I can make a healing sigil to fix your legs."
And so, his sigil healed injuries and illnesses that had left modern medicine helpless, making countless people clamor for his work.
The third time he met the rich man.
Tang Lin looked at the man's spirit form, too frail to take shape. "Buy me the materials! I can make a high-level attack-boosting sigil. Even if your spirit form is just a cloud of smoke, you can still lay waste to your enemies!"
By then, the people of the stars were no longer surprised. They could only shout, "Tang Lin, you're a god! Inscribe more sigils so I can buy them all!"
The Nth time he met the rich man.
His blind date, now handsome and dignified, raised his eyes to meet Tang Lin's. His emerald-green gaze was deep, and his voice low and gloomy. "You haven't asked me for help in a long time."
"Do you not need me anymore? Are you going to leave me behind?"
Tang Lin looked at the face, identical to that of the merfolk ruler on the neighboring planet. "...I should have seen it coming."
He should have realized something was wrong as soon as he first saw the scar on the man's face!
How could an ordinary person come into contact with 3S-grade corrosive mental energy?
But now, it was too late.
Tang Lin sighed deeply.
"Don't talk nonsense," he said crossly to the gloomy ruler, who went mad at irregular intervals. "We've already signed a soul contract. How could I leave you behind?!"
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The powerful merfolk were afflicted by an ancient curse: Before reaching the age of three hundred, every merfolk had to sign a soul contract representing true love with a human, or they would wither and die.
The merfolk ruler was nearly three hundred and still hadn't found true love. His ministers were deeply worried, so while he was weakened and unconscious, they bundled him off to the human matchmaking market.
They never expected to end up bringing home the number one sigil master in the stars.
From then on, corrosive mental energy was no longer incurable.
Soldiers with grave, hard-to-treat injuries regained their health.
The insectoids besieging the star regions were routed by fleets engraved with powerful sigils.
People across the star regions cheered, "Thank you, great sigil master Tang Lin!"
The great sigil master was being wrapped up in a fish tail.
His fair cheeks flushed pink as he vaguely heard his ruler getting jealous and throwing another tantrum.
"My light. Too many people love you."
"So... please don't forget to love me."
A powerful, gloomy, clingy top x a steadfast, free-spirited bottom
Theme: Always be full of hope