Brother Liu just found out about this today.

The two green mountains that are rich in spiritual ginseng and border each other are called Ginseng Mountains.

It is the lowest level spiritual power production place in the entire T-one area.

Countless lower-class residents in T-one districts make a living in this way with no threshold.

In the land of Pyongyang under the green mountains.

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo arrived leisurely on a human-powered tricycle, carrying an extremely handsome man and a girl from the neighborhood.

Behind the car, a passionate young man with the word "struggle" tied on his head was panting and chasing desperately.

All I hear here is complaints.

Dozens of ragged lower-class residents were blocked outside by a group of strong men.

"Why don't you let us enter the mountain?"

"This ginseng mountain belongs to everyone. Why do they rent it out?"

But a fat man with a greasy face climbed onto the platform and yelled, "Shut up!"

The fat man was none other than Boss Zhao who had wanted to recycle the ginseng before.

"You guys are such a blind bunch, you're so slow all the time! It would be a waste to give these two great ginseng mountains to you!"

"Today, Master Huo invited a master of spiritual power, and this master came from the T-tow area!"

"He can find at least ten 10-year-old ginsengs and five 100-year-old ginsengs within three hours!"

Someone descended from the T-tow area? As soon as these words came out, the lower-class residents at the scene suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at a handsome blond young man on the side. He was wearing a white suit and holding a white umbrella in his hand.

The young man had an elegant smile and was so handsome that he looked like the protagonist from a comic book.

"Everyone, don't get excited."

The handsome young man held up a white umbrella and slowly walked to the wooden platform. "What you don't know is that Boss Zhao has already purchased the right to use this ginseng mountain for one day from the city lord."

"And I have won the trust of Boss Zhao."

"He decided to let me use this ginseng mountain alone, which is reasonable. I am not the arrogant and domineering dude as the legend says."

Then the handsome young man smiled at everyone, "T-one has limited resources after all. Leave it to me today so that the resources here can be developed to the maximum extent. This is also what the city lord wants to see."

"I know that everyone is living in dire straits, and this mountain behind us is their only source of livelihood."

"So you don't have to worry."

The handsome young man poked the umbrella in his hand to the ground and said with a smile: "Because your worry is useless. This is how the world is. The strong prey on the weak. If you really don't like it, you can go and die!"

“That’s too much!”

"What is he talking about?!"

"Why is it that only he can develop resources? I can also dig ginseng!"

The crowd at the scene was immediately enraged! "Ahem."

There was a heavy and intimidating cough, and an old man in a black Western missionary robe slowly walked onto the stage.

Behind him, two beautiful women with top looks and short skirts that just covered their thighs, holding two lumps of earth in their hands, also followed the old man onto the wooden stage.

The old man in the robe turned around, only to see that he was wearing a pair of glasses with four lenses. The two lower lenses were dark sunglasses, while the two upper lenses were two thick magnifying glasses.

The old man looked down at the people below the stage expressionlessly.

The aura dissipated invisibly and everyone dared not speak.

Just looking at his attire, he doesn't look like someone from the T-one zone! The old man took out a pair of white gloves, slowly put them on, and said calmly: "Since you are not as skilled as others, why are you still yelling here?"

Speaking of.

He turned around and took a delicate little shovel from a beautiful woman in a miniskirt.

He then switched the sunglasses on his head to a magnifying glass and carefully dug the soil in the beautiful woman's hand.

His movements were very skillful and precise.

In a short while, the soil peeled off layer by layer.

A little light scatters out!

I saw a crystal clear spiritual power glass ball slowly emerging from the soil! Then.

More dirt fell, like a bunch of crystal grapes, and dozens of crystal balls clustered together appeared in the air! Someone covered his mouth!

"He found the century-old ginseng!"

The old man did not look back, but focused his attention on the clod of earth in the hand of another beautiful woman in a short skirt, and slowly removed the dirt.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This time the light was even brighter than before.

Colorful and dazzling!

Some people at the scene held their breath. Thousand-year-old ginseng! This old man had only been here for a short time when he got two pieces of soil from the mountain and dug out a thousand-year-old ginseng and a hundred-year-old ginseng!

The old man then took off his gloves, shook off the dirt, and bowed his head in silence.

"Ha ha."

The handsome young man named Mr. Huo laughed and said, "Do you know what strength is? You are a bunch of inferior people. Get away from me!"

There was anger in the eyes of countless residents.

But they are helpless, as everyone knows that they don’t have the abilities that others have!

Boss Zhao, with a greasy face, took a step forward with his belly bulging. "Don't say we don't give you a chance. If any of you are confident that you are more capable than Master Simu, you can apply to enter the mountain."

"But I want to make it clear in advance."

"For every ginseng you dig, you have to give me a 10% commission. At the same time, if someone digs less parameters than Master Simu, they have to pay me 10,000 points of spiritual power as the site fee!"

Everyone took a step back.

Let’s not talk about the commission first. Just talking about the amount of parameters, who can compare with the old man who raises his hand to get two ginsengs? ! It seems that it is not suitable to go into the mountains today! It is easy to lose your life! Whoever compares with him is a fool! "How about I give it a try?"

But then I saw a young man in a white shirt strolling onto the wooden platform.

"you?"

When Boss Zhao saw the young man, his eyes lit up.

"you?"

The young man named Mr. Huo saw the big zero on Brother Liu's watch and showed a trace of disgust on his face.

The struggling young man Taichiro Kumoku in the audience finally came to his senses, looked at the empty seat next to him, and was shocked.

How did he get there! This is a game, but it's not a real game. You'll be dead if you do this!

Mr. Huo, who was standing elegantly on the wooden platform, glanced at the white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo and said with a smile, "It turns out that he has the support of the Envoy of Reception. No wonder he is so confident."

But Zhang Weiguo took a step sideways and said, "Brother, you misunderstood. I don't know him."

He cursed in his mind.

10,000 points of mental power!

Brother, you just went up like that, just relying on your vague feeling?

If I lose, I will really die on the spot, and I can't afford to compensate you!