Chapter 137 Earning 90 Million in a Week 01
Jiang Yuelu originally wanted to return to the academy, calm down and think carefully about her relationship with Xia Yi.
In fact, according to his personality, he should not have delayed it until so late and should have dealt with the problem as soon as it occurred.
But that night, his brain and body were hit by thunder, and they were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, as if he had been flattened into a two-dimensional animal, turned into a paper man lying flat on the bed, unable to think... Questions like who am I, where am I, what am I doing, filled his flattened brain.
When I woke up again, it was already dawn outside.
Xia Yi has also left.
He knew it without turning back to confirm, because the hand that had been tightly wrapped around his waist all night had disappeared.
After returning to the academy and dealing with all the matters related to his cultivation, he immediately ran back to the dormitory, locked the door with a "click", and entered the shrine to summon the system.
"Is there any information about Xia Yi?"
After a pause, he added, "The more the better."
The female voice of the system was slightly surprised, "You look nervous, what happened?"
During his training, he had a brief meeting with the system on Niu Shou Mountain. Jiang Yuelu couldn't wait any longer and went to find out the news about the next departure.
That's why Li Zhaodi heard it.
The summoning was hasty at that time, and Jiang Yuelu did not mention too much about the trivialities of cultivation, but who is the system - the eyes that control the entire academy, nothing can escape her sight. Jiang Yuelu did not say that she also knew that the Ghost King had come to Niu Shou Mountain.
In her impression, among all the wizards in the academy, there is only Jiang Yuelu who has a good relationship with the Ghost King.
How come Jiang Yuelu felt like he was facing a formidable enemy after just a few days?
"This matter... is a little complicated."
The system was very sensible. "Okay. I'll go retrieve the information for you first. Because it involves the Ghost King, it may take quite a while. Please wait patiently here."
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Yuelu was the only one left in the shrine again.
The familiar place made his heart gradually calm down. He sat on the brown curly carpet near the coffee table, picked up a teddy bear pillow and placed it under his chin.
The teddy bear belongs to Yanlu, but he now understands why his sister likes to hold an inanimate toy in her hands. To a certain extent, plush toys can give people a sense of security.
The system was right, he was really a little nervous.
When he counted the various things he encountered in the academy, he actually didn't have many nervous moments.
He was angry when he learned about his family's death. This anger lasted through several examination rooms and continued until he met Vice Dean Tong and Dean Kong. After hearing about his brother and sister from them, he was no longer so confused and angry, but he felt a sense of urgency. It was urgency, not tension.
But now…
On the cabinet opposite was a mermaid statue of Lulu, holding a mirror in her hand while holding a flower basket. He saw himself in the mirror, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he was worried.
friend.
Status of friends.
What are friends like?
In his mind, he identified several friends he met in college. They ate together, shared seats, and occasionally went to Internet cafes to play games. Could they be considered friends? Similar hobbies and environments provided them with conditions. Every time they were together, they talked about topics of interest, and the atmosphere was friendly and lively.
...is comfortable and cozy.
...is peaceful and relaxing.
Waves of lively beatings came from my chest.
Jiang Yuelu lowered his head and pressed his heart, only to find that it was still beating.
In the animal world, when a wild deer is targeted by a lion, it will run for its life on the grassland, and its heart will beat violently under the high pressure.
Jiang Yuelu couldn't tell whether he was feeling uneasy because his inherent cognition was shattered, or because the unequal relationship and identity put too much pressure on him.
Maybe it's both.
"Oh." He buried his head deeply in the teddy bear.
In short, he couldn't treat Xia Yi as a child anymore, let alone just a friend...
"Hmm?" He noticed something and looked up.
The shrine, which is a 100% replica of the Yan family's villa, was created based on his ideas and is, in a sense, a concrete projection of his spirit.
He sat in the living room and could see every corner.
But now, he found that one corner was different.
He stood up and followed the trail to the unusual corner, bent down to move the flowerpot, and saw that the wall was smiling.
He wiped his eyes, not believing what he was seeing, but no matter how many times he wiped them, the wall was still laughing. A silent laugh, and it was undoubtedly an unfriendly laugh.
He seemed to be facing a person rather than a wall.
Moreover, this "person" has no face or facial features, only a curved mouth that is trying to curve upwards, revealing a crazy smile.
The silent laughter seemed to be contagious. He also wanted to laugh out loud. He knew in his heart that this was not normal, but his mouth was unconsciously pulled up, as if an invisible string was hung from the ceiling that pierced through the corners of his mouth and lifted it up. He didn't care whether the human body could bear this kind of laughter. He would not stop until his ears were torn.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
A laugh that was uglier than crying filled the living room.
"Silence!" A majestic voice resounded throughout the room, and the female voice of the system came back.
As she spoke, Jiang Yuelu found that the force that was about to tear the corners of his mouth relaxed a little, but the smile of the "person" on the wall widened!
"Hahaha!"
“Hahahahahaha!”
A high-pitched and painful laugh spread everywhere, and Jiang Yuelu heard the system lady remind her, "Please don't look at the black buds on the wall."
Black bud…is that a black bud?
Jiang Yuelu looked away with great effort, and felt less inclined to laugh.
The "black buds" that the system lady called were continuously spit out from the big mouth of the little man on the wall. The pouring dark vomit made a loud and high-pitched laughter, swaying in clusters, spreading towards the middle of the shrine with a crazy momentum, and were constantly cut and crushed by the system.
"Black buds" are like weeds that cannot be burned by wildfires and will grow again with the spring breeze.
"You can't hold on for much longer." Miss System still sounded calm, "The shrine is stronger because of your power. You can't match it now."
Jiang Yuelu was struggling to hold on, but suddenly stopped when she heard this, "Him?"
"Black buds, like scales... If I remember correctly, this is the ability of Cycad." said the system.
"Cycad? Isn't that the Lord of Ghost City?" Jiang Yuelu gave up resisting, "Then why should I bother? I've been waiting for him for a long time."
The system disagreed, "After all, the city masters are mysterious and powerful evil spirits, so it is better to be careful."
Jiang Yuelu shook her head, "I want to go find them. I am willing to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire."
Under his passive resistance, the clusters of black buds soon swept across the entire shrine with a shrill laugh, covering it from the ground to the ceiling. The shrine was deeply sunken in the surging black buds. Jiang Yuelu gradually couldn't hear the voice of the system. He knew that he was already in the ghost city, no longer in the academy.
It was very dark in front of me, and I couldn't see my hand in front of me.
It was a quiet and eerie place, but because of the continuous ear-piercing laughter, it seemed absurd and bizarre.
A quiet black bud rose up, slowly turned and bloomed in front of his pupil, and layer after layer of black leaves extended out, soon binding together to become a foreign object with a pointed top and a round bottom, like petals tightly stacked together.
A direct voice sounded in my mind.
“Touch.”
Jiang Yuelu did so without hesitation.
The moment his hand touched the strange petals, the foreign object with a pointed top and a round bottom seemed to come alive, vibrating rapidly and irregularly, and black powder fell down, forming swaying handwriting like ants.
The writing rose up like black smoke.
A line of words runs from top to bottom, like a long black incense stick inserted in a black ash basin.
He seemed to be in a vast dark space, lighting black incense to worship some unknown strange god.
Before it burned out, Jiang Yuelu saw clearly the so-called "oracle".
It is a declaration and an invitation.
——The Underworld Money Competition is about to start
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
A chorus of shrill laughs several times louder than before suddenly engulfed him.
-
"Yinsi Money, as the name suggests, is the money used in the underworld. In a broad sense, it is the currency used by all ghosts in the underworld."
"The Ghost Market of the Tail Ship where Jin Muxi is located is an exception."
"Except for him, all other ghosts must use underworld money for transactions."
"Do you want to wake up in a 100-square-meter bed? Do you want to get a ticket to the upper class of the ghost world? Do you want to dine next to the French window in the deep well on the 18th floor? Do you want to open the door to another world, develop super powers and reach the pinnacle of life? The underworld money can help you solve all these problems."
“…”
"Several years ago, the lord of Ghost City, Su Tie, who was as wealthy as a country, left a message."
"Do you want endless underworld money? If you want, I can give it all to you. Go ahead. I put all the underworld money there."
"So, all the ghosts rushed to the legendary ghost capital built by Cycad - 'Scales City', and the ghost world began to usher in a big money-making era!"
"What the hell is this..." Jiang Yuelu clicked to close it, "This kind of introduction was probably written by some old Thorny Ape after he died..."
He turned around and the rectangular screen behind him lit up.
"Welcome to Scales City!"
"Being able to come here and see these words means that you have become one of the thousands of lucky people."
"Over the years, countless ghosts have wanted to come to Linya City, and their purpose is the same. But not all ghosts are as lucky as you."
“Please cherish this opportunity.”
"First, please make sure you are participating alone or with multiple people. Your choice will affect the subsequent schedule, so choose carefully!"
Jiang Yuelu thought about it and chose to go alone.
"Okay, your choice has been received. You will compete with countless single, double, and multi-player teams in the future. You will have a brutal competition in the next week!"
Single, double or multiplayer...
Jiang Yuelu: "Isn't it that one person competes against another person?"
"No!"
Jiang Yuelu was sweating, "So you said my choice will affect the schedule later?"
"Hahahaha! I was lying to you!!!"
“…”
He didn't bother to care anymore and stared at the main clues, "... for the next week. So the duration of the Yinsi Money Contest is one week, right? What is the criterion for winning?"
"Make money."
“The more money you make, the better.”
Jiang Yuelu looked around and said, "Then the question is, how can I make money if I am locked up here?"
After being swallowed by the black bud, I opened my eyes and came to this cramped room.
There are four rectangular screens on the four sides, which are the walls of the "room", and in the middle is a chair similar to a gaming chair. He tried it and lay down to have a rest. This is probably the bed in the "room".
The information I had previously read about the underworld money and Linya City was automatically projected on this rectangular screen.
The room he was in now was like a smaller e-sports hotel room.
It’s really hard to imagine how he makes money.
"That's so corny, hahahaha! Where the hell are you from, ghost?!"
"The way to make money without leaving home is right in front of you!"
As the laughter died down, the four screens surrounding Jiang Yuelu suddenly lit up. Only then did he realize that these were actually four huge display screens.
His face and his surprise were reflected on the screen in front of him.
At the same time, I don’t know what operation I performed, but another unfamiliar face popped up.
"Hey, new anchor!"
A ghost who appeared out of nowhere greeted the host and kept shouting, "All the big ghost brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room, please don't stop if you pass by, move your little hands and give the host a thumbs up..."
Jiang Yuelu: “…”
"Hello, newcomer." The host on the other side said skillfully, "Let's play a game of PK?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
