"Oh no! You swindler! How dare you sell me a piece of wood for 1000 Paradise Coins?! Pay me back right now!"
"Refunds are not accepted, dear!"
When someone is down on their luck, they wish others would suffer with them. Sometimes they would rather have a stranger suffer with them than reflect on why they are in this bad situation.
Yes, Jiang Ran thinks that's fantastic!
If it weren't for the limited initial funds of each person, these unfortunate souls who came knocking on his door could have fed Jiang Ran's funds even more!
Twenty-five minutes have passed since Jiang Ran acquired the identity of the shop owner, and he now has a full 4,900 Paradise Coins. This not only means that he has more money, but also that several unlucky people have gone bankrupt.
In the final five minutes, Jiang Ran closed the store door, and Gwen crawled out from under the table and stretched.
"You're making money so fast, it makes me subconsciously think this dungeon is easy!"
"Making money is easy, but keeping it is the key." Jiang Ran removed his fox mask, revealing a middle-aged man's face beneath. "I'm not the only unscrupulous businessman here!"
As long as the ghost storyteller shows his watch, the NPCs can take as much money as they want; the decision is not in their hands at all. Jiang Ran has made a lot of money using this method, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not use the same method to give the money away to others.
How can we solve this problem? This definitely requires some thought.
Of course, it's also possible that the NPCs are bound by rules and cannot plunder Paradise Coins at will, but this situation still needs to be guarded against.
Jiang Ran also began to notice everything in the shop.
After the identity is changed, the new items acquired during this period will belong to him, while the items that originally belonged to the boss will not be transferred to Jiang Ran's hands. After 30 minutes, the shop will return to the boss's control.
“Gwen, I’m selling this shop to you for 0 Paradise Coins, including all the items currently on the shelves.”
Gwen looked at him blankly, wondering if it was possible to do it like that.
"Alright, now you are the owner of this shop."
"Will this really work? When your talent window ends, won't we get a beating from the boss?"
"Now I'm the boss," Jiang Ran chuckled, "so what I say goes!"
Thirty minutes finally passed. The fox owner didn't say anything, but simply handed the shop keys to Gwen, then picked up his luggage and moved out.
"Holy crap, this actually works?!"
"Fine, I'll tell you then."
Jiang Ran's main body returned to the shop, and he took out the Ferris wheel statue again and fiddled with it for a while. At least he couldn't see what use it could do. Given its size, it wasn't suitable for carrying around.
"Gwen, let's close the shop. We need to go have some fun."
Not far from the shops was a balloon-popping game, where a ghost storyteller was trying to win park coins, but judging from his cursing expression, his results weren't very good.
Jiang Ran walked to the rules board for this project and looked at the rules of the game of shooting balloons.
Each person can participate in this game a maximum of ten times. Each time costs 50 Paradise Coins and one bullet is used per attempt. When aiming, you cannot cross the red line on the counter. Hitting a red balloon will earn you 200 Paradise Coins, hitting a yellow balloon will earn you 100 Paradise Coins, and hitting a green balloon will earn you 50 Paradise Coins.
A man wearing a rabbit mask was wiping the guns used in the project; he was presumably the person in charge of the project.
The rabbit-man didn't have any scanner. Whenever someone fired a shot, 50 Paradise Coins would be automatically deducted. Depending on the color of the balloon hit, the number of Paradise Coins deducted would be reversed, and he didn't participate in the transaction process at all.
His watch clearly displayed a number—2700, which was all the money he had left.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe I can't hit the red balloon!"
If you can hit the red balloon, it's like exchanging 50 Paradise Coins for 200 Paradise Coins, making a net profit of 150 Paradise Coins. How can anyone not be tempted?
The ghost storyteller raised his gun and aimed again. He had clearly aimed the crosshair at the red balloon, but the bullet he fired wobbled and hit the blank wall!
"Damn this crappy gun! Your aim is completely off!"
“Sir tourist, I did not force you to participate in my game. If you do not wish to play, you may leave now.”
The ghost storyteller gritted his teeth. He had already lost a full 200 amusement park coins here. No matter how he aimed, he couldn't hit the balloon. The bullets were even fired from different directions every time!
This isn't a sniping game at all; it's purely a game of luck!
Just as he was hesitating about whether to continue the game, he saw Jiang Ran's figure.
"Isn't this Brother Jiang Ran? Come, come! Please go first!"
In fact, most of the ghost story masters who entered the world this time did not intend to fight against Jiang Ran. There were precedents, and they knew their own limitations. There was no need to court death.
The ghost storyteller handed the gun to Jiang Ran. He didn't actually intend to compete for the chance to pass the level, but he certainly didn't mind annoying Jiang Ran a little.
In the future, he can use these "heroic deeds" as bragging rights, such as Jiang Ran once suffering a loss at my hands, which is no different from some people's behavior of trying to gain popularity.
Jiang Ran took the gun. Only by using bullets would Paradise Coins be deducted. Simply looking at the gun would not be considered as starting the game.
There was actually nothing wrong with the installation of the gun's sight. The problem must lie in the gun's internal structure, where some malfunction is causing the bullets to not follow the intended trajectory.
By the way, this is probably not a malfunction, but rather a deliberate setting by the project manager!
Jiang Ran glanced at the numbers on the ghost story watch; there were only 800 left. That meant he had lost 200 Paradise Coins here. If he didn't hit a single shot, he would have missed four shots.
Only a fool would participate in a game with such a low probability.
Jiang Ran picked up a bullet from the counter. He could have fired it with the gun as long as it was loaded into the magazine, but he didn't choose to do that. Instead, he squeezed the bullet tightly in his hand and then flung it violently at the wall with the balloons hanging on it!
Bang!
The red balloon exploded under the impact of the bullet!
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