Chapter 8 He will understand us
Chapter 8 He will understand us
The teacup in Zhao Cheng's hand stopped in mid-air.
Deacon Wu stared at Lin Xiaoyou, and his expression finally changed.
Chen Shou was the first to react.
He suddenly raised the booklet.
"Fourth level of fetal breathing!"
Chapter Two has been renamed!
"Three days later, the genius of the handyman's quarters shattered everyone's doubts with a single punch!"
"Five Soul Shards per book!"
"Who dares to say it's not authentic!"
The audience erupted into chaos.
Some people were staring at Lin Xiaoyou, while others were looking at Liu Ye.
Liu Ye lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to get up, but couldn't manage it for a long time.
Zhao Cheng slowly put down the teacup.
The bottom of the cup touched the table with a soft sound.
"Young friend Lin, you're just a lowly servant; let's stop here."
Lin Xiaoyou threw the broken stick on the stage and spat down.
"Manager Zhao is right."
"So I didn't break his leg."
Zhao Cheng's face darkened.
Lin Xiaoyou then said, "Now, it's time to settle the bill."
"Liu Ye's monthly allowance."
"I bet half of my own shattered spirit."
"The small prize for beating Liu Ye."
With each item mentioned, Zhao Cheng's expression grew colder.
In the end, the audience fell completely silent.
This is more than just a slap in the face to Liu Ye.
This is making Zhao Cheng spit out money in public.
Deacon Wu suddenly chuckled.
"The accounts are kept quite clear."
"Young friend Lin, is that right?"
"Your buddy's selling books is doing pretty well, how many are left? I'll decide today, sell them all to me."
"I won't lie to you, let's just go for three Soul Shards per book, how about that?"
In the system space.
Li Xun slapped his thigh.
"Well said!"
"Users who are in arrears should be aware of this!"
Just then, a system notification popped up.
User Lin Xiaoyou successfully won the mini-game.
[One spirit stone will be deducted for outstanding fees.]
[The host receives a user cultivation consumption rebate: 40 cultivation points.]
[The rumor of the Mirror Symbol has been detected spreading, leading to an increase in the number of potential customers.]
[Current potential clients: 17.]
Li Xun's eyes lit up.
"Some made a profit."
Side of the martial arts arena.
Zhao Cheng slowly opened the account book.
"Young friend Lin."
"You failed to complete your tasks last month, so the penalty is reasonable."
"Liu Ye made a private bet with you, and the servants' quarters will not be involved."
"The small prizes will be distributed after the entire event concludes."
Zhao Cheng looked up, his voice turning cold.
"As for the betting odds."
"Who said I ran a betting operation?"
Lin Xiaoyou looked at Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Cheng also looked at Lin Xiaoyou.
No one in the audience spoke.
Many people have placed bets.
But no one dared to step forward.
Zhao Cheng served as the steward of the servants' quarters for three years.
Offending Zhao Cheng will cause problems with your monthly allowance, tasks, and accommodation from now on.
Lin Xiaoyou was silent for a moment, then smiled.
"Senior Brother Zhao."
"Have you forgotten?"
"During these three days, while you were collecting bets, Chen Shou was selling books nearby."
Zhao Cheng's expression changed.
Behind the crowd.
Chen Shou held the booklet, his face turning pale.
All eyes fell on Chen Shou.
Lin Xiaoyou looked at him.
"Chen Shou".
"Would you like to sell Chapter Three?"
Chen Shou swallowed hard.
Zhao Cheng stared at Chen Shou, his voice very soft.
"Junior Brother Chen, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
Chen Shou's calves felt a little weak.
He looked at Lin Xiaoyou.
Lin Xiaoyou only said two words.
"Divide into portions".
Chen Shou closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he pulled a thin booklet from his pocket.
"Manager Zhao."
"I write novels."
"I've noted down how much you bet."
"This is part of the betting odds list that I know of."
Zhao Cheng suddenly stood up.
Deacon Wu reached out and pressed his hand on the table.
"Give it to me."
Chen Shou did not move.
He looked at Lin Xiaoyou.
Lin Xiaoyou nodded.
Chen Shou then walked over and handed the booklet to Steward Wu.
Deacon Wu turned to the first page.
The smile on her face slowly faded.
In the system space, a notification suddenly sounded in Li Xun's mind.
[Key scenario detected: Dark secrets surrounding grassroots resources exposed.]
[Mass marketing messages can be enabled.]
[Target: Yuanwu Peak Servant's Courtyard.]
[Suggested Package Name: Mirror Talisman Experience Card]
Li Xun perked up the moment he saw the words "mass marketing".
"It's finally here."
"That's more like it."
"What's the difference between selling cards without mass messaging and opening a sect without accepting disciples?"
Mass marketing requires data usage.
[You can send GG text messages to potential customers within the target area.]
[Pricing: 15 words/100MB/person.]
Li Xun had just sat up straight when he lay back down again.
"Sorry to bother you."
"This isn't a mass text message."
This is robbery.
[A lower-spec version of the pop-up window is available.]
[Each person is limited to 20M; only areas within a crosshair will be displayed.]
Li Xun touched his chin.
"Within a cross?"
Li Xun stared at the screen on the stage.
Deacon Wu was flipping through the roster.
Zhao Cheng stood to the side, his face already looking grim.
Chen Shou lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
Lin Xiaoyou stood on the martial arts stage, looking like a creditor who had just finished a fight and was waiting to settle his debt.
This scene was just right.
Everyone in the servants' quarters was on tenterhooks.
Fearing repercussions from Zhao Chengqiu, they also wanted to know how Deacon Wu would handle the situation.
Some people were jealous of Lin Xiaoyou, while others had their own thoughts.
Why is Lin Xiaoyou able to turn things around?
Why can't I do it myself?
Li Xun suddenly understood.
The key to selling cards is not the cards themselves.
It's about letting these people see that they too have a chance to change their fate.
"system."
"Prepare for a low-spec pop-up."
Please enter your message, within ten characters.
Li Xun thought about it.
"The talisman in the mirror can reverse fate and change destiny."
[Eight characters in total.]
[Target of the investigation: 17 potential clients of Yuanwufeng Miscellaneous Service House.]
[Deduct 17M.]
Send?
Li Xun was about to click confirm when he stopped.
"wrong."
"It's too early to post now."
"We'll have to wait until Zhao Cheng crashes and burns."
"When emotions reach their peak, it's game over."
The more Li Xun thought about it, the more he felt that he was born to do this.
Master Qiu's reputation is well-deserved.
Side of the martial arts arena.
After flipping through the betting register, Deacon Wu looked up at Zhao Cheng.
"explain."
Zhao Cheng immediately put on a smile.
He cupped his hands and said, "Deacon Wu, this is just a joke between disciples."
"Senior Brother Li Shi has always known this as well."
Deacon Wu placed the booklet on the table.
"Playing around?"
Zhao Cheng's eyelids twitched.
Chen Shou looked down, staring at his toes.
Don't look at me.
I only write novels.
Art comes from life.
I'm just jotting this down; it makes perfect sense.
Deacon Wu continued flipping through the pages.
"Liu Ye will pay out one to one."
"Young friend Lin, the odds are 1 to 2."
"You received three spirit stones and twenty-seven spirit fragments."
"Zhao Cheng, you're just a lowly servant in the menial quarters, you're in charge of cleaning up..."
"No, Deacon Wu, you know me."
Zhao Cheng pressed down on Deacon Wu's hand, and stretched out his other hand, making a five.
This is to be divided in half.
"Since joining the sect, I have been diligent and conscientious, and have never made any mistakes."
Deacon Wu looked at Zhao Cheng's hand, his tone unchanged.
"Oh? What about Senior Brother Li Shi?"
Deacon Wu was not someone who could be easily fooled.
No sooner had Zhao Cheng brought up his senior brother Li Shi than Deacon Wu forced Zhao Cheng to take sides.
Zhao Cheng's forehead began to sweat.
"Senior Brother Li Shi has always been approachable and takes good care of his fellow disciples in the sect."
"I think he will understand us."
Upon hearing this, the entire area around the martial arts arena fell silent.
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