"That chair is nice! Let's take it!"
"What's that on the wall? Gems?"
"This guy is so poor."
The lich felt like crying. Seeing these guys actually using weapons to pry the gems off its walls, it couldn't hold back any longer.
"stop!"
Several cold, sinister gazes turned to it.
The lich shuddered, his face beaming with a smile: "Um, gentlemen, you...you've all taken everything away, what am I supposed to do?"
The group turned to look at Fang Zhiyi, while the lich watched as the skeleton that had been standing there slowly walked up to it.
"you..."
Although the lich couldn't sense how strong the skeleton in front of him was, he had experienced the strength of his subordinates firsthand, so he shrank back.
"Take this."
The lich watched as his kin swaggered away, then looked down at the parchment in his hand.
"Job application form?" The lich was puzzled, but after looking around its dilapidated lair, it gritted its teeth and got to work!
Lin Han was really having a hard time continuing. He didn't know what had happened, but the friendship across the world was sticking to him like a leech, impossible to shake off. In less than a month, Xiao Rou had died over a hundred times, and he himself had died dozens of times, though he was slightly better off. The worst off was Wuming, who had terrible luck and had all his equipment destroyed.
Young Master Yan, who is known for his righteousness, only said that he would kill him until he quit the game!
However, this adversity only fueled Lin Han's fighting spirit.
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" He gritted his teeth and ventured into the area where high-level monsters roamed. There were no players here for the time being, and although he would face more threats, he believed he could find a way to improve himself.
The Magic Corridor has officially entered a period of rapid development. Money Rat is almost always at the entrance of the Magic Corridor. Fang Zhiyi instructed him to find a way to sell the stalls set up at the entrance. Money Rat can only use his own methods to promote the business. He really can't think of anyone who would come here to do business.
As it turned out, he was short-sighted. As the reputation of the Magic Corridor Group grew and its business expanded, many players came here frequently. The stalls that Money Rat originally thought would lose money were actually rented out in large quantities.
It was only then that Qian Shu realized the foresight of the Skeleton Sword Saint. The location of the Demon Corridor dungeon was precisely at the center point between several cities, with the newly opened area to the north and the Black Forest to the south. As a transit point, its future potential was limitless! Not to mention, the number of clients coming to commission was increasing, and there were also quite a few small groups coming to take on bounty commissions. Fang Zhiyi had already revitalized this place.
A subordinate rushed over and told him some information. Qian Shu didn't think much of it and turned to walk into the dungeon. After all, he was now working for Fang Zhiyi, so he should make the most of any opportunity to perform well.
"The salary is three thousand gold coins a month, with a 20% commission on orders. But let me make it clear beforehand that if the boss is not satisfied and complains, the commission for that month will be deducted depending on the actual situation, and in serious cases, the boss may even be fired. Do you accept that?" The succubus was still alluring, and the banshee sitting opposite her nodded repeatedly.
"What's going on in your head?! The boss hired you to clear the area, and you were chasing after the boss while the boss's entire team was wiped out by mobs!! Didn't you watch??" The demon in the next room was roaring.
"Well, there's nothing I can do. That guy runs really fast. If I don't bother him, he just runs away!" A man with triangular hair said, sounding quite aggrieved.
"He ran away? Won't he come back? The boss is dead! All his equipment is scattered everywhere!"
"Supervisor, this really isn't my fault."
"Didn't the boss train you guys? No matter what, the boss's safety is the priority—he's paying for it! What's the point of chasing the target alone? Do you want the equipment? Huh?"
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