The Lord of Mysteries System?
Can things from novels become reality?
But if she can be reborn, what's so strange about her having a system?
Su Luo didn't care. While listening to the electronic sounds in his mind that sounded like equipment dropping, he drove the car, which was still registered in his name, to the nearest funeral parlor.
'Congratulations, host, on receiving the newbie gift pack! You are rewarded with an initial safe house (Note: This house is currently capable of withstanding one-star monsters; this capability can be upgraded.)'
'Congratulations, host, you have started the beginner's mission. Mission conditions: Within 24 hours, all the ghost money you burned will be returned double.'
"Gah..."
A screeching sound of brakes pierced the air. Listening to the task in her mind, Su Luo couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Double your money back?
Does that mean if she burns 100 million today, she can get at least 200 million or even more ghost money?
It seems that even God is willing to help her, even though she doesn't believe in God now.
"Boss, I'll take all the ghost money you have here, no matter the denomination!"
The funeral director, who was lying on a bamboo chair, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan and eating watermelon, was startled by Su Luo's words and dropped the watermelon to the ground.
"Young lady, you just said you wanted all the ghost money here?"
Looking Su Luo up and down, she wasn't dressed in anything flashy or jewel-encrusted, but the clothes were of good quality. Coupled with the Maserati parked outside, it seemed that she must be a young lady from a wealthy family whose family member had died.
"Yes, including what's in the warehouse, as much as you have!"
Since it was about buying ghost money, the dead were respected. Even if the shop owner was curious, he knew the rules and wouldn't ask too many questions. He was just secretly pleased that such a wealthy person had come to book the whole place.
As boxes of ghost money were carried out, Su Luo's face grew increasingly serious, even showing a hint of displeasure.
"Well, young lady, is there something you're unhappy about? Our ghost money is absolutely the best quality in the area, and we never cheat or falsify anything."
As he spoke, the boss casually took out a stack of bills from the box and flipped them open one by one in front of Su Luo. Each side was printed with the words "Heaven and Earth Bank," and they were indeed of superior quality.
but……
"not enough."
"What?"
"This isn't enough, boss. Do you have any more?" Su Luo asked coldly. "Or do your competitors have any stock left?"
As Su Luo spoke, he took out the last thousand yuan in cash from his wallet and placed it in front of the shopkeeper. "I want all the ghost money in the capital city before tonight."
"I'm unfamiliar with this place, could you please do me a favor?"
Looking at the cash in front of him, the boss had never heard such an absurd request before, and for a moment he trembled and dared not take it.
"Excuse me, miss, what do you need so much ghost money for?"
In all my years in this business, I've never seen anyone so generous in buying ghost money. After all, it's just for psychological comfort; who knows if the recipient will actually accept it?
Besides, what's the point of having more money when someone is dead? Not to mention the poor, even some rich people are stingier than the poor when it comes to funerals, truly not giving a penny.
"What else can we do? Burn it, of course."
As Su Luo spoke, he glanced at the shop owner with a sinister look and explained with a half-smile, "Many people have died in my family, so I need a lot of ghost money. Please excuse my poor appearance."
Thump.
Despite it being the height of summer, the boss felt a chill run down his spine and wished he could take back what he had said on the spot.
"Yes, I understand. I'll get on it right away."
The boss started to run out, but before he could take more than a few steps, Su Luo called him back.
"Is there anything else?"
"Boss, you haven't taken your money yet."
"...Huh? Huh!" The shop owner, as if just coming back to his senses, took the delivery fee from Su Luo, his leg trembling, and hurriedly went to prepare the ghost money.
Before long, news spread throughout the city that someone was buying up ghost money, and they wanted as much as they could. Even ordinary people who had some at home that they were saving for sacrificial purposes joined in the fun and sold their ghost money to Su Luo.
By 8 p.m., the amount of ghost money that Su Luo had bought had almost filled a small warehouse.
"Miss, this is all the stock we have in the capital." The shop owner wiped the sweat from his face. "All the sellable stock is here. Including the packaging fee, it totals twelve million. What do you think..."
"Swipe your card."
Su Luo handed over her card, quite satisfied with the warehouse full of ghost money. It was a pity that time was tight, with only 24 hours available; otherwise, she would definitely have gone to the surrounding cities to plunder.
The shop owner was still in a daze until the POS machine successfully swiped the card, unable to believe it was real and that someone actually spent money to buy so much ghost money.
"Miss, what are you planning to do with so much ghost money?"
Noticing Su Luo's probing gaze, the shop owner waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "Miss, you misunderstood. What I meant was, with so much ghost money, do you need a truck to help transport it?"
"If you don't mind, I have a small truck that I use for hauling goods. I can help you out as a way of thanking you for supporting our business."
"No need." Su Luo waved her hand, coldly refusing the shop owner's kindness. It seemed like she didn't appreciate it, but in reality, she didn't trust the man.
If this person survives the initial stages of the strange occurrence, they will most likely associate it with her. Although she doesn't like to kill people intentionally, she also doesn't want to be remembered.
After seeing the shop owner off, Su Luo returned to the warehouse. Looking at the warehouse full of ghost money, he waved his hand and put it all into the safe house that the system had given him.
Although it's called a small house, it's not small when laid out flat, about one or two hundred square meters. The main advantage is that it's tall enough to hold a lot of paper money for the dead when stacked up.
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