The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C601 – I Am so Handsome That No One Can Compare to Me

Why charter a private jet this time? The answer is quite simple.

I’m a hotshot celebrity, after all.

How could I possibly travel without an entourage?

Just my assistants number ten.

One to pour water, one to carry cups, one to wash my face, one to dress me, and one for… well, nighttime companionship.

And that’s not all. There’s a team of seven makeup artists.

One for eyebrows, one for eyes, and one for hair…

The specialization is meticulous.

​With so many people, you might think chartering a plane is overkill, but there’s more. The rear of the aircraft is filled with men in black, sporting sunglasses and uniforms, exuding a cool, intimidating aura.

What are they for?

Bodyguards, of course!

It’s laughable to think a star like me would step out without protection. How else to show off my status and popularity?

​I must venture out incognito, face hidden, flanked by a circle of staff, with a throng of celebrities in tow. That’s the definition of a grand entrance!

Park Jiji sat on the plane, legs crossed, flanked by two beauties—one massaging his waist, the other his shoulders. Looking down through the window, he sneered.

“The economy of the imperial court is so behind. Their airport can’t hold a candle to ours…”

Park Jiji remarked with a sneer.

Some passengers on the plane couldn’t help but twitch at his words.

Are you sure, K People?

Our airport is no better than one built in a village, while theirs is large, advanced, and international.

Is there really a comparison?

Just then, a woman in a skimpy skirt and blouse approached with a beaming smile. “Dear K People, you’re incredibly popular in the imperial court right now. Countless fans are cheering for you. Even though the imperial court’s economy isn’t great and the people leave much to be desired, you must hold back, K People. Be extra polite, show love for your fans. That’s how you’ll rake in the cash.”

“K People, after your day of rest today, you’ve got three interviews lined up for tomorrow, plus two commercial gigs. The pay is substantial,” the agent rattled on.

​”Don’t worry, I know how to handle these backward folks at the imperial court,” Park Jiji boasted arrogantly, convinced of his noble birth and looking down on the people of the imperial court.

​Yet, he couldn’t deny that his primary goal was to rake in the cash. The imperial court’s citizens were wealthy and, in his opinion, foolishly easy to earn from—just showing up for an appearance could net him a hefty sum.

In the midst of K People’s elation, the plane abruptly touched down.

“Bang!”

With a gentle thud, K People, who hadn’t buckled his seatbelt, lurched forward, his face colliding intimately with the back of the seat in front of him.

“Splash!”

K People slowly peeled his face away from the seat, emitting a squelching sound.

Yes, it sounded like water.

The makeup from K People’s face was firmly imprinted on the seat, revealing his true visage.

​Looking at K People now, one would see a sallow complexion, a pallor that hinted at frailty.

Moments ago, he was the picture of a dashing celebrity; now, he resembled a gravely ill patient.

“Damn it!”

K People couldn’t help but swear out loud, frantically grabbing tissues to wipe his face. He wiped off one layer only to find another beneath it.

It was clear that K People’s face had been a construction of makeup.

​”What are you all gawking at? Get over here and fix this mess!” K People snapped, turning to the makeup artists beside him, inwardly cursing them.

They had warned him to fasten his seatbelt, but he hadn’t listened. Now, in the aftermath of the incident, he was demanding their help. The thick plaster of makeup they had meticulously applied over the course of an hour now needed urgent repair.

Reluctantly suppressing their irritation, the makeup artists set to work. With the plane already on the ground and time running short, they could only do a rushed touch-up. Thankfully, they managed to restore a semblance of color to K People’s face, who had no choice but to don sunglasses to conceal the still unfinished eyes.

He rose to his feet, standing tall and proud, and took a quick glance in the mirror. Yes, my charm is truly unrivaled!

“Let’s roll out. Those mindless fans have been eagerly awaiting my arrival. I’m all set to bask in their adulation!” K People declared as he disembarked from the plane. His bodyguards swiftly took their positions, forming a protective ring, while a retinue of assistants trailed behind, lugging suitcases, makeup kits, and cameras.

​Bystanders gawked at the spectacle.

“Who’s that lady?”

“That’s not a lady; it’s a guy.”

“Oh, well, that figures. Must be one of the K People.”

“He doesn’t have a single fan, yet he’s surrounded by bodyguards?”

“You just don’t get it. He’s worried about getting roughed up.”

“Ah, that explains it…”

K People’s eyelids twitched with irritation at the comments, struggling to keep his composure.

No, I must remember who I am—an idol, a star. I have to keep my cool!

Meanwhile, at the airport exit.

The plane’s security and local police had already taken action, setting up a barrier, beyond which a throng of beautiful young women gathered, most of them no older than fifteen or sixteen.

​Truth be told, the turnout of genuine fans was meager; the majority were paid to be there. Who they were didn’t matter; they were just there to cheer.

And among them were a few paparazzi, sneaking their shots.

“They must be arriving any moment now. Oh my gosh, I can hardly contain my excitement!”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Park Jinyi’s most dashing icon is our heartthrob!”

“There’s no man on earth more handsome than him!”

“Absolutely, no question about it…”

A group of devoted fans shouted their praises from outside.

As the cheers continued, two figures emerged at the exit.

He was strikingly handsome, with a tall, noble presence and an overwhelming charisma that captured the girl’s heart, making it impossible for her to look away.

The girl was stunningly beautiful, with an air of purity and elegance that radiated a noble grace. Her long dress accentuated her flawless figure, and standing beside the boy, they were the epitome of a golden couple.

Everyone around fell silent, their cheers and screams subsiding, completely mesmerized by the pair.

“Oh my god, aren’t they just too handsome?”

“Is that Oppa?”

“It must be K People!”

“Wow, he’s even more handsome than his pictures!”

“Even with a mask and sunglasses on, you can tell it’s definitely him!”

When Su Ming and Xiao Ke’er disembarked from the plane, they were immediately met with a crowd of people clamoring for autographs and pictures. Overwhelmed by the attention, they reluctantly resorted to wearing masks and sunglasses to cope with the frenzy.

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