Chapter 563: All Died for Profit
"No more wine?"
On this day, Li Fan, who was about to pull the other party to drink again, got such an answer.
So he was stunned.
Sima Changkong's face turned slightly red, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
But in the end, he touched the back of his head and said awkwardly: "I don't have many friends in this sea of clouds, so I didn't prepare much."
"Brother Li has been visiting for some time..."
Li Fan counted with his fingers and said in surprise, "I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. In the blink of an eye, a year has already passed."
He said apologetically, "Since Brother Sima thinks I am bothering you, it is time for me to leave."
"But before that, please tell me the raw materials for brewing the wine. I'll go get some for you..."
Before he finished speaking, Sima Changkong's face flushed red, and he quickly waved his hands: "Brother Li, what are you talking about? It's not that I'm complaining, it's really..."
Sima Changkong wanted to explain, but for some reason, he shook his head and gave up.
"Forget it, Brother Li, please wait for me at home for a few days. I'll be back soon!"
After saying this, he left in a hurry without waiting for Li Fan to respond.
"This Sima Changkong is quite a wonderful person." Li Fan looked at Sima Changkong's back and sneered.
Although he had never gone out during this year, Li Fan was not completely ignorant of what was happening in the outside world.
As for the clone Zhou Qingang, he was extremely busy.
Leaving aside the many miscellaneous matters, the most important thing is the monthly [List of Recruited Monks].
That’s right, even though Cong Yunhai’s strength was already weak, the Immortal Alliance Headquarters still issued a conscription order.
Fortunately, considering Cong Yunhai's actual situation, most of the recruited monks do not have to go to the battlefield in person.
Basically, they are involved in logistics and operation work.
Having said that, no one can guarantee that the scale of the war will not suddenly expand again and affect innocent people.
Therefore, no one was willing to be recruited to Tianlingzhou.
The task of arranging this list naturally became a difficult task.
Originally, this matter should have been decided by the secret envoy Li Fan.
Li Fan has "secluded himself". Theoretically speaking, He Zhenghao, Gao Yuan and other confidants authorized by Li Fan should discuss and make the decision together.
But He Zhenghao is a good-natured guy, while Gao Yuan is a man who is good at getting along with everyone.
Neither of them wanted to do something that would offend others.
It would be fine if the opponent died on the battlefield, but if he didn't die and instead returned with military merits, wouldn't that mean he was making a mortal enemy for no reason?
So the two of them privately found the relatively introverted "Zhou Qingang" and asked him for help.
Of course "Zhou Qingang" refused it outright.
There's no reason for him to take on this job.
But soon, He Zhenghao took out his trump card.
"Friend Zhou, look here." He took out a scroll mysteriously and unfolded it in front of "Zhou Qingang".
"Liu Yihang, 10 million contribution points."
"Zhou Peng, 800,000 contribution points."
"Sikong Yi, three hundred thousand contribution points."
…
Li Fan scanned a few familiar names on the scrolls, was stunned for a moment, and asked knowingly: "What is this?"
He Zhenghao coughed lightly and said, "This is the list of contributions to my fundraising plan last year."
"The one-year period has come to an end, and now it's time to return the principal and interest. Fortunately, with the guidance of the secret envoy, I gradually sold all the materials I had stored when the price rose to more than three times the original price."
"In the end, I sold them all..."
He Zhenghao paused, with an expression of smugness that was difficult to conceal: "Three hundred and fourteen million, five hundred and seventy thousand contribution points."
Li Fan took a deep breath and said, "So many? I only heard that battlefield supplies are in short supply, but I didn't expect the price to become so outrageous. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance doesn't care about it?"
"Control? How can I? It's a transaction between us, and it's a voluntary one. If you don't want to, you can just not buy it! Anyway, more preparation means more chance of survival on the battlefield. If you don't buy, there are plenty of people who will!" Completely different from the panic he felt a year ago, He Zhenghao was very indifferent to "Zhou Qingang's" reaction and said nonchalantly.
Li Fan just shook his head slightly and didn't comment further on the matter.
"So what? What is the meaning of showing this to me, Brother He?" After taking another look at the scroll, Li Fan pretended to be puzzled and asked.
He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other, then looked around and casually set up a concealment magic circle.
Only then did I feel relieved.
He took out a pen and circled five names on the scroll.
Then he drew a heavy stroke on each of the five names.
Li Fan then acted as if he had suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "These cultivators died in the battle of Tianlingzhou!?"
"Speak softly, speak softly!" He Zhenghao was startled and quickly stopped Li Fan who was shouting.
"This matter cannot be made public. I only told you this because you are one of us, Brother Zhou." He said with some complaint.
Li Fan nodded repeatedly, indicating that he didn't need to do that.
"That is to say, no one has claimed the capital of these people now?" he asked quietly.
He Zhenghao's tone was filled with excitement: "Yes. I secretly inquired and found out that the people I circled did indeed die on the battlefield of Tianlingzhou."
"Besides, they didn't leave any will."
"The five of us have a total of 330,000 contribution points, plus the 330,000 dividends we deserve..."
Li Fan quickly interrupted him: "Didn't it increase threefold? Why are there only 300,000?"
He Zhenghao snorted: "Three hundred thousand is only because the secret envoy was kind enough to adjust the dividend ratio."
"According to the original agreement, you only need to pay 50% of the principal profit every year."
"But the Lord is merciful, so I can't say much."
"In short, these sixty-six contribution points are now ownerless."
"As long as fellow Taoist comes forward to help solve this matter, it will be yours." He Zhenghao said in a tone full of temptation.
"Zhou Qingang" was obviously moved.
However, he still seemed a little hesitant.
"Will no one find out? It's a bit taboo to be greedy for someone's money."
"Also, does the secret envoy know about this?" Li Fan asked deliberately.
He Zhenghao's eyes flickered, and he patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, Brother Zhou, the list of people involved in the fundraising is top secret, and only a few of us know it. It will never be leaked."
"And I have also asked the secret envoy, and he said that I can handle the matter myself." He Zhenghao said confidently.
"Really..." Li Fan stared at He Zhenghao for a long time.
It wasn't until the other person felt a little creepy that he withdrew his gaze.
"In that case, leave this matter to me." Li Fan agreed.
He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan looked at each other and showed joy on their faces.
(End of this chapter)
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