**Chapter 63: Spend It until He Feels It**
As Agares scrutinized the two usernames on his screen, a strange conviction washed over him—an unshakeable belief that these accounts belonged to none other than His Majesty and the Empress herself. The realization sent a thrill through him, mingling with anxiety.
Both had generously tipped a million, a gesture that felt almost regal. Without a moment’s hesitation, he concealed his own profile details, his instincts guiding him like a compass. He sent a staggering tip of 3.88 million stellar coins, feeling a rush of exhilaration as he did so.
The moment the tip registered, the stream erupted into chaos. Fireworks burst forth on the screen, dazzling colors exploding in a symphony of light for a full four minutes. It was a spectacle that made the heart race and filled the air with excitement.
Sylvara, watching the vibrant display, felt her spirits lift higher with each second. The nearly ten million in tips had transformed her mood entirely. With a gleam in her eye, she declared to the world, “You two, BigBro99 and SisterInLaw87, you’ve hit the nail on the head! I’ll spend every coin he possesses and liquidate everything he owns. Let him learn that crossing his wife means facing the consequences—hunger included!”
With a playful grin, she continued, “Since you both contributed such brilliant ideas today, I’ll whip up a batch of apple gel. Once it’s ready, I’ll send each of you a bottle as a token of my appreciation!”
Instantly, both accounts responded with another million tips, igniting a flurry of envious donations from others eager to capture her attention.
Sylvara turned her focus to a basin overflowing with glossy, stringy red apples, their crisp leaves still clinging as if they had just been plucked from the tree. These apples were larger and more vibrant than anything one could find at the market, practically glowing with freshness.
The chat exploded with excitement.
[Boss, don’t turn those into gel. Just take a bite! They look absolutely divine.]
[Boss, are those a new variety cultivated by the Level-7 Plant Healer?]
[Boss, I’m writing this with my own blood. Please introduce me to the Level-7 Plant Healer. I don’t need a salary; just give me one lemon apple a day!]
[Boss, I agree! Let’s spend the jerk’s money and sell off his estate. If it’s too much work for you, I volunteer to help. Just give me one jar of that apple gel!]
Despite the barrage of messages, Sylvara remained focused, her face still hidden from view. She placed the apples into the sink, washing them thoroughly while tuning out the stampede of comments. “We have about 16 pounds of apples here,” she mused aloud. “Making apple gel is easier than preparing lemon chicken.”
“All you need are apples, two lemons, and honey. The best honey comes from bumblebees. Higher quality means better flavor,” she explained, her voice casual yet confident.
The chat erupted in groans of frustration.
[We don’t have apples! We don’t have lemons! How can we follow along?]
[My heart is ready. My hands are eager. But I lack apples and lemons!]
[Fine, I’ll go buy some wild honey first. If she sells apples tomorrow, at least I’ll be prepared.]



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