Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 617

Kun was honest and said that she was willing to actively cooperate with the work, but she also looked blank, knowing nothing, and had nothing to explain.

Mr. Ning didn't care about Jiu Yuanzi's situation. He already has a lot of security guarantees, and he is not afraid of problems in the dojo.

Anyway, the wave of attacks just now has passed, and there is no new news from No. [-]. He doesn't believe that he can keep intervening with that kind of power.

If the energy that can kill everyone can be used countless times in the dojo at any time, there is no need for the dojo to exist at all.

After analyzing all the information he received, Mr. Ning felt that this day is not a panacea, let alone something bad.

Everything has its weaknesses, and nothing is absolutely perfect, and so is God.

For Mr. Ning, the most important thing is to be able to make profits easily.

As for the destruction of the dojo, of course, it is left to professional people to do it.

"Old Xiao, let's go over and discuss the next thing." Mr. Ning said to his assistant Xiao Wanfa.

He won a lot of benefits for his good friends, and the benefits he got from his own business can be regarded as giving away benefits to VIP customers.

None of these proceeds will go into the Xiao family's fund, and none of the money will be shared with the Xiao family, and all will belong to Xiao Wanfa himself.

Xiao Wanfa glanced at the distance, Jiu Yuanzi and Didi sandwiched Kun, and the three of them sat on the ground, as if they were tired from an outing and looking at the scenery.

"I'm curious about what Motoko will do." He was even more curious about the other side, maybe he would have a good time.

President Ning said: "Our side should also be prepared. If Miss Jiu's dojo can't deal with it, we will use coercive means to save people. At that time, we must restrain them while saving our lives."

Xiao Wanfa frowned slightly, saving a crazy person is much more difficult than killing someone.

He asked puzzledly: "Old Ning, is it really so important to save people? If they are all dead, it will only benefit your business, and you will lose more competitors."

This is correct, Mr. Ning smiled, "If you use robberism to describe it, it is indeed true, but this world is not so safe. Even if I control the business of the entire world, I am only an insignificant existence."

"There must be many powerful people in order to maintain a good cycle and a strong enough resistance."

"Just being the creator of the ashram can dominate our lives. I hate this feeling." Mr. Ning said calmly. He couldn't see how indignant he was about this matter, but he didn't seem to take it seriously.

It's like saying that a vegetable market is opened opposite his own supermarket, and he feels that it will affect a little bit of business.

Xiao Wanfa didn't have this idea, but it didn't prevent him from understanding Mr. Ning's words, "Old Ning, do you want to be the savior of the world, or the strongest in the Three Realms?"

President Ning said, "I just don't want to put my life in the hands of others, my family, the employees who can make money for me, and the thousands of people who serve me."

"The human race should be an independent and powerful creature, not a poor creature who can be killed if he wants to be kept in the pen, and you can only live if he wants you to live."

Xiao Wanfa laughed, "Then gods will block and kill gods, and demons will block and kill demons."

"Old Xiao, you don't love the world, but you also need the world. It is impossible for one person to do everything by himself. The city needs people to build, and your clothes need people to sew." Mr. Ning said seriously.

"The books you like to read need someone to make them up. They have to be printed and placed in bookstores before they can be seen by you. Even the paper of the book has to be made by someone. You can't do all of this by yourself."

"Anyone who seems insignificant is helping the whole world run in all walks of life, providing all conveniences."

"If the strong want to have an easy life, they must let the weak live. Otherwise, your headphones will lose the music, and there will be no new music in this world."

He didn't want Xiao Wanfa to sympathize with ordinary people, but how could young people practice hard, look at his expensive headphones, aren't they for listening to music?
"...Huh?" Xiao Wanfa took off the button-sized earphones on his ears at this moment, and looked at Mr. Ning in surprise.

He absolutely disagreed with that kind of thing.

The penance of eating and sleeping in the open has long been behind the times!

The first time Mr. Ning saw him, he discovered that Xiao Wanfa was wearing a pair of very small earphones. Because the product was very expensive and unpopular, most monks didn't know it and couldn't afford it.

Many people think that it is a spiritual thing with special functions, such as being able to hear people talking from far away, or enhancing the absorption of spiritual energy, anyway, it is a high-end product with auxiliary functions.

But Mr. Ning knows that the full-time salesman of luxury spiritual objects has recommended this headset for him.

Would this kind of genius who likes to enjoy himself and doesn't like hard work and is only in his 20s want to dig a hole by himself?

A low-level little fairy like Miss Jiu has to be served by a hundred maids, let alone Xiao Wanfa.

"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi suddenly looked back, feeling as if someone was talking about him somewhere.

But this feeling was fleeting, and after she didn't find anyone looking at her, she turned her head, put her arms around Kun's shoulders, and continued to ask intimately: "Think about it carefully, what's wrong with you? It’s a good idea to help you solve it.”

Kun glanced at Didi on the right, and then at Jiu Yuanzi on the left, "Are you two twins?"

"..." Jiu Yuanzi stood up, thinking that Kun was just a fish with a low IQ, so it would be useless to ask her.

According to the usual experience, dojo breakages appear suddenly, and it has never been successful to do it deliberately.

So, let's cook the demon god soup first.

What does Mr. Ning's plan have to do with our digital team? Besides, everyone is just a mob that was improvised, so it doesn't matter if the division of labor can't be completed.

I can only pay a silent tribute to the old star of the Yiren Bureau, and go all the way.

And the little brothers of the Baima Shengsheng Club, if I meet your souls in the abyss, I will definitely pick you up.

Nothing else can be done, that's all.

After thinking about it, Jiu Yuanzi was in a good mood, and kicked Kun with his tentacles, "Let's go, let's take the spoils and go back to make soup."

Kun was taken aback, "Now you still want to cook soup, do you like being a chef so much?"

"What are you talking about, do you know something good like Demon God Soup?" Jiu Yuanzi asked directly, this is the strongest boss in the dojo, so he should know some information.

"Devil God Soup?" Kun shook his head blankly, "I don't know, but I only know that I want to drink soup, and I don't really understand why I want to drink it."

Jiu Yuanzi pointed at her and congratulated her, "That's great, you should be the key. After the soup is cooked, put you in and scald it. You must be the key."

Kun wanted to explain that he had nothing to do with Demon God Tang, but Jiu Yuanzi ignored her at all, and went to Mr. Ning to get his mermaid Anna and octopus Anna back.

In less than two days, the mermaid Anna still looks thin and dirty.

On the contrary, the tentacles of Anna the octopus have grown back, except that there is a problem with the proportions, and she no longer looks like a tadpole.

Jiu Yuanzi turned back into a jellyfish again, patted the head of the octopus with a huge body, and comforted: "Don't worry, if you get rid of your tentacles later, you can turn back into the ingredients of the devil soup."

The younger brother saw it, and immediately followed her, turning into a huge black jellyfish.

They wrapped their tentacles around all the ingredients, put on the ram Yan, and went back to make soup.

Mr. Ning didn't think that the magic god soup was cooked like this, because it was too targeted, and it was purely to make enemies for Jiu Yuanzi.

But seeing that she was so excited, he didn't stop her, just mess around hard.

Xiao Wanfa asked worriedly from the side: "Lao Ning, when are we going to save people? Save those skilled monks first, and put those who simply practice killing people at the end. They are useless, just waste."

At this moment, if a powerful Great Sage or Golden Immortal does not have a skill, in Xiao Wanfa's eyes, he is not as good as a spiritual farmer who can use spiritual power to cultivate the land.

Incompetent waste.

(End of this chapter)