8. Wealth, Companionship, Law, and Land
"Ah!" "Ah!" The two of them were stunned for a moment. They saw a flash of light and felt a sharp pain. They were instantly sober!
"You devil!" they cried, writhing on the ground in pain!
Jin Xiong felt a chill run down his spine as he watched! He was truly ruthless and decisive, not to be trifled with!
"Where did your village head hide his valuables?" He Chen asked menacingly! Then he added calmly, "The devil. If the devil could live better, then I'd be the devil! You two should both know this; leaving only one of you alive shouldn't be too difficult!"
“I know, I know, let me go, and I’ll tell you all the boss’s secrets,” one of them said!
“I know,” the other person quickly said, when suddenly a flash of light appeared, and He Chenjun’s blade sliced straight down, spraying blood that soaked the other person’s face.
"Lead the way," He Chen said coldly.
"Yes, yes, this is the residence of the village head. Only the village head can enter this small house. No one else is allowed in normally. Once I accidentally heard the sound of bricks moving inside, so I guess the valuables must be hidden inside the walls!"
When He Chen and his companion entered the room, they found it wasn't stinky at all; in fact, it was quite tidy.
After rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and then looking at the wall, sure enough, there was a brick that had been moved. Opening it, I found a martial arts manual called "Five Tigers Breaking the Blade Sect," two gold leaves—that's quite a lot of money! And a ginseng root, probably forty or fifty years old!
Everything else is worthless!
"Wealth, companions, methods, and land—they were all pretty much the same back then," He Chen thought to himself.
"Great hero, can you let me go now? We support you becoming the village head. Putting everything else aside, the village head alone collects thirty or forty taels of silver a month! Plus extra, a hundred taels a month is no problem," the man pleaded, looking at the killing machine before him.
"Unfortunately, you really have no one to save you," He Chen said, taking one step at a time with his knife, as if Yama himself were coming to claim your life!
"Have mercy! Help me!" he cried as he ran outside, wishing his parents had more legs. He reached the middle of the street and shouted for help, but no one paid any attention!
He Chen approached slowly and said gently, "It seems you're not exactly popular either."
"I'll fight you to the death, you devil, you demon!" Seeing no one to help, he charged towards He Chen. As he got closer, looking at the unsuspecting man before him, a cruel smile appeared on his lips. As if he had achieved his goal, he suddenly pulled out a short dagger from his pocket and thrust it straight at him! However, the dagger stuck to He Chen's clothes and couldn't go any further!
Then, with a flash of light, a horizontal slash ripped through him, and he saw his own head detach from his body, severing his path to the mortal realm!
[Just got through this with 20 kill points!]
He Chen didn't care how many kill points he had!
Looking at the person lying on the ground, the ground soaked through, and then at this broken ground, there were actually thirty or forty taels of silver. It seems the world is so big, I need to earn more silver and kill points!
Where can you make money quickly and easily? Of course, where there are lots of people! And where there are lots of people, there are bound to be plenty of killing spots!
Having made up his mind, he thought, 'I accept the position of village head. Anyone who objects can stand up and take my knife!'
No one answered!
Jin Xiong looked at He Chen and sighed at how much things had changed. He had heard of the prosperous Dacheng, a golden age where "doors were not locked at night and lost items were not picked up on the road," which made people yearn for it. But here, you had to be ruthless, or you would live worse than a dog!
"May I ask, Lord Village Head, how much will our monthly sanitation fee be taxed from now on?" the owner of a small inn peeked out and asked in a low voice.
"I am not the previous village head. I am a villager from this area and I understand your difficulties very well. Therefore, I will sell all of your goods at the same prices as in previous years, including those of other villagers who come to the market to sell their goods. If anyone tries to undercut prices, just report it to me and I will stand up for you!"
"But if anyone uses my name to cause trouble, I will show them no mercy!" He Chen said loudly.
Business should be conducted without trouble; I'll acquire wealth, companions, and resources through this method! But if trouble arises, the more kills, the better. These valuable heads need to be collected, right?
As for going to the county town or the big city, I definitely have to go. I want to climb the high towers and catch a glimpse of the peerless beauty. But for now, please let me rest here for a while!
"Very well, Lord Village Head, I think everyone will agree!" the innkeeper replied politely.
"Yes, we all agree," and that's how it was settled. A whole page of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, and the position of village head, the township head of my dreams, was decided in such a ridiculous way!
But since the county doesn't care, this place is no man's land. In no man's land, might makes right! Demons and monsters eat people. There are no strong protectors here. When bandits come, death is the only thing that happens!
With a powerful village head, survival is not guaranteed! This explains why the previous village head was arrogant, greedy, and powerful, yet no one dared to rebel. Firstly, they couldn't defeat him, and secondly, it was better than being robbed by bandits; at least their lives were still safe!
"Now, I need to recruit six sanitation workers, three men and three women, to clean this street and repair the roads. The pay is half a tael a month, plus one meal a month! Anyone who's willing can come!" He Chen said again.
As for the management personnel, we don't need them. I myself think there aren't enough killing points. As for the troublemakers, we'll kill them day and night until the whole city is terrified. Then there will be no need for guards!
"I do, I do!" Immediately, seven or eight onlookers came over!
"I only need six people. Which of you can read?" He Chen asked.
"I can, this old man can! I used to work as an accountant on this street. Last year, my employer moved away, and I stayed!" an old man, dressed fairly decently with a patch on his clothes, quickly replied.
"What is your surname?" He Chen asked.
"No, please. My surname is Weng. Just call me Old Man," the old man quickly replied.
"Alright, then you're in charge. You can choose the remaining five people. They must be hardworking and willing to endure hardship; those who are lazy and cunning need not be. Clean up what's on the ground, then reorganize all the arrangements made by the village head, and build two new latrines on the street. No one is allowed to urinate or defecate indiscriminately!"
He Chen handed the old man the loose silver he had just collected, leaving it to him to manage, and casually remarked,
I'll come back tomorrow, and hopefully it can be resolved by then.
"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely have your entire residence painted and cleaned by tomorrow!" the old man said, patting his chest.
A few taels of silver? He Chen doesn't care about that now. He'll just treat it as a test. If he escapes, it doesn't matter. If he sees him again later, it'll just be a small scar. If he doesn't see him again, it means he's not destined to die!
The more I looked, the more I felt that this place was not bad. It was a border area, a place to rest, and it had all sorts of people, but not many good people. I could kill it without feeling guilty!
Then, looking at Uncle Jin, he said, "Uncle Jin, let's go back first. I'm moving to the market tomorrow, so the previous agreement is null and void!"
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