He was going to purchase a large quantity of ghost money, not to have his feet washed.
What satisfies?
Satisfaction at all!
Lin Fan's face was full of black lines.
The vehicle drove straight to the industrial area in the city. There was no strong sense of fireworks here like the commercial and residential areas.
Moreover, during working hours, you can only occasionally see some people at the factory gate.
Apart from the trucks transporting goods on the road, the place seemed rather deserted.
However, looking at so many factories, big and small, Lin Fan knew that all the factory workers were hiding inside.
They live in constant fear and work themselves to death for a meager salary.
The most obvious thing that happens when terror strikes is that people’s peaceful lives are disrupted.
Many people died in accidents, and many families were broken up and lost.
But there are also some people who have gained considerable opportunities.
For these people, they would rather stay in the end times.
After all, working in a factory is like being in jail, a life of darkness and gloom, but staying in the end of the world allows you to fight for a better future.
Soon, the taxi driver took Lin Fan to the main gate of a small factory.
"Luckily, I sent someone here before and took a look... Fortunately, I didn't remember the location wrong."
Seeing Lin Fan get out of the car, the driver lit a cigarette, lowered the window, and asked, "Do you need me to wait for you? It's not very convenient to take a taxi here."
"Okay, then wait for me."
Lin Fan agreed and walked straight to the factory.
After all, ghost money is not an everyday item, its usage scenarios are limited, and output often exceeds consumption, so the factory is not too large.
I'm afraid that the ghost money produced is not only supplied to the entire urban area, but also sold across the country.
As soon as I got closer, I could hear the roar of machines inside and boxes of stacked paper money for the dead.
A cardboard box can hold at least several million in paper money.
Lin Fan's eyes were filled with jealousy, and his heart was burning with passion.
In the terror-ridden apocalypse, he obtained the ghostly hand. Every time he used it, an inch of his skin would be eroded by the strangeness.
When all his skin is devoured, he will die.
As long as you pay three thousand ghost money, you can be exempted from the price once.
Just think about it, if I had a box of ghost money at that time, I could have avoided the pain of being bitten by ants that devoured my skin.
If I had a dozen boxes, I would probably be able to use the money to directly turn the ghost hand into my own contracted ghost.
Completely free of cost!
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