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Chapter 662: Meng Xiaodong bows down for money? The benefits of having many brains

There were not many people from the King's organization, and they were all acquaintances.

There were three people, codenamed Manor Owner, codenamed Landlord, and codenamed Missionary. They all sat at the table near the cashier counter and watched what happened today with cold eyes, with no intention of getting involved.

"These people are quite self-aware." Cao Yang grinned with a mocking look on his face.

The current international situation is not particularly good, or it can be said that the international situation has never been very good. It is only because of the revival of the supernatural that many conflicts are mainly in the supernatural circle.

The captain of the already established headquarters and the King's organization that is in the open are the biggest contenders.

The sudden appearance of the Peace Hotel attracted most of the attention, as well as most of the captains and kings.

Even the battlefield where the two sides fought seemed to have changed as a result.

The virtual game is a battlefield that is about to unfold, but there are only three kings from the King's Organization, and two kings have become mandatory employees of the Peace Hotel and the Dahai City branch.

This situation has already tilted greatly towards the domestic situation.

"We still have to be careful. In the previous virtual games where members of the King's Organization appeared, I always felt that they had been strengthened and even brought in the supernatural world. Could the manager have trained them into small bosses for us to fight?" Liu San said seriously.

Everyone looked at each other, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there really was such a possibility and trend.

"Anyway, let's join forces this time and enter the virtual game to see how the situation is first." Yang Jian said calmly, but his eyes were filled with ripples.

These virtual games are all anchored in the Gengshen year.

Even in reality, there are people and ghosts who came from the Gengshen year, which is enough to show that there is definitely something big wrong with the Gengshen year.

Until this problem is solved, the era background of virtual games will definitely not change.

But in the Gengshen Year, his father is still there, and he must not let this group of people cause too much damage to the Gengshen Year, even if the Gengshen Year will eventually be restored to its original state by the "store manager" through his own terrifying power.

However, are people who have been affected by the supernatural really still the original people?
"There are a lot of players of this virtual game. Is this game really that interesting?" Tian Xiaoyue held the wine glass with a slightly dazed look in her eyes.

Since she recovered, she has particularly liked coming to the Peace Hotel.

For no other reason than to have this sip of new wine.

Zhang Xianguang had never expected that the second manager of the ghost post office was actually a drunkard. "If you are curious, you can also go into the game and take a look."

"Forget it, I still have to save money to redeem myself." Tian Xiaoyue's eyes flashed with an intention, but she still shook her head and rejected this tempting proposal. "But you, you obviously have a way to escape from the ghost post office, but you still spend money so recklessly. Aren't you afraid that you will have no money to spend when you need it?"

Zhang Xianguang glanced at the new wine in front of Tian Xiaoyue with a twitching mouth.

This new bottle of wine cost him money.

Because of his reforms to the Ghost Post Office, the two managers had more resources in their hands, but Tian Xiaoyue was like a miser, hiding all the "wealth" and not using even a single cent.

The first time he came to the store to drink, it was all paid for by Zhang Xianguang!

There is no way he can not pay it back, because what he did in the past was wrong, and he has no power now. If Tian Xiaoyue really wants to deal with him, he has no power to resist.

You can't call back the supernatural light and keep yourself guarding the ghost post office every day, right?
The New Peach Blossom Spring Project is still being carried out in an orderly manner, and Ling Yiguang is also very busy, so he must stabilize the situation in the Ghost Post Office and prevent Tian Xiaoyue from running out to cause trouble.

Obviously, Tian Xiaoyue also saw this and deliberately took advantage of Zhang Xianguang.

Moreover, Tian Xiaoyue is very smart. She only drinks one bottle of new wine every day, which is the value of a ghost. It is enough to affect Zhang Xianguang's wealth accumulation without making Zhang Xianguang angry.

As for virtual games?

Tian Xiaoyue glanced at Zhang Xianguang and immediately told him to shut up. Otherwise, if this woman asked him to pay for games again, he might really not be able to resist hitting her.

But if you can't beat them, that would be very embarrassing.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people in the hall. Most of them paid and went to the underground corridor of the luxuriously decorated e-sports room to choose their own rooms.

The King's Organization is still composed of the same people mentioned above, including landowners, landlords, and missionaries.

The captain has more people on his side, including Yang Jian, Shen Lin, Cao Yang, Li Leping, and Liu San, a total of five people.

In fact, if Wei Jing’s current condition had not been problematic and the puzzle piece belonging to the ghost had not been taken away, he would also have been one of the people participating in the game this time.

So, don’t gamble, absolutely don’t gamble!
It was almost six o'clock in the evening and today's King of Roll Contest came to an end. No one got the favor of Lao Hua and Lao Hei, and no one got any promise from the "store manager". Most of them chose to leave, and only a small number of people gritted their teeth and spent money to stay on the second floor.

However, no one goes to the e-sports room to play virtual games anymore.

As it stands, although the profits from virtual games are good, they need to be accumulated continuously.

As for the statement that one can defeat the boss after clearing a level, they believe it is true because the "store manager" has never lied about these things.

But the problem is that dozens of virtual games have been played since the Peace Hotel appeared, but no one has ever completed a level and killed the enemy.

The first few virtual games were fine, at least I could see where the boss was and it was very clear.

But later on, the virtual game became like a puzzle game, with players from all sides basically fighting each other, and the boss became confusing. Sometimes, until the end of the game, you still haven't found out who the boss is and where he is.

In this situation, only a fool would continue to attack in this direction.

Although the points mode is good, it requires too many points. It is something you have to work hard to get, and there is a time limit for its use.

Although they have "money" now, it is limited and they are not yet at the stage where they can play games to exchange for point cards.

Only those at the captain and king level, or some people like Zhou Deng who have extra means to make money quickly, can play virtual games without any psychological burden.

At six o'clock, Lu Zhiwen drove the third bus of the day back. When Meng Xiaodong was about to get off the bus, Qin Lao, who had to follow him at least three times a day because of Lin Yuan's forced agreement, suddenly said, "He's leaving soon. There are still four days left."

Meng Xiaodong paused, got out of the car without answering.

After returning to the store, Meng Xiaodong took a bill handed over by Lin Yuan. Looking at the records of thirty sets of reservations made by ghosts on the bill, his old eyes became a little blurry.

"Boss, isn't this workload a bit too much?" There was a strong sense of helplessness in Meng Xiaodong's old voice.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Granny Meng. I have arranged helpers for you. And you don't have to worry about them stealing your technology. You know that robot production line outside? The robots produced there are a little clumsy, but they can still do some basic work. The clothes ordered this time are also of the same type, but with different styles. Granny Meng, you can choose when the time comes. You don't have to be too anxious about the delivery time."

Now Meng Xiaodong’s ghost clothes are definitely a seller’s market.

Lin Yuan is not a vampire who exploits his own employees... Of course, the main reason is that the number of evil spirits is not a necessity for him now.

In other words, the number of evil spirits obtained from guests is no longer a necessity.

Even if no one comes to the store to shop anymore, the number of ghosts sent to the Ghost Lake and Fish Pond every day to buy their lives is still very gratifying.

As long as the money for buying lives is effective, the Peace Hotel will never lack income.

In other words, Lin Yuan prefers to be proactive rather than passive. Otherwise, the interaction between the money for buying his life and the Ghost Lake and Fish Pond would be enough to satisfy his needs.

"Okay then. I'll do it as soon as possible. But as for the materials, I may not have that much stock." Meng Xiaodong looked embarrassed.

Lin Yuan said generously: "Don't worry, there are fish ponds and Lao Li's Caesar Farm... Oh, and Lao Zhuang's vegetable garden. As long as there is what you need, you can go and pick the raw materials."

"Okay, then I have no problem." Meng Xiaodong nodded, and when she was about to go upstairs, she suddenly stopped, wanting to say something but stopped herself.

Lin Yuan was a little surprised, but soon he thought of something and said with a smile: "Of course, Granny Meng and I used to have a cooperative relationship. Now it is very hard for you to spend time making these clothes. So, according to the sales of the clothes, I will give you an additional 5% commission, how about it?"

"Okay, thank you."

Meng Xiaodong nodded and walked up the stairs slowly as usual.

"Why do I feel that Granny Meng's steps are a little untidy today? Am I dazzled?" Liu Qingqing muttered softly with deep doubts.

He Yuelian said calmly: "The old man who has never been moved by money, suddenly had to bend for money for some reasons. And he was satisfied before he even said it out loud. This feeling is not very good."

Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, "She still needs money?"

This is not nonsense.

When Meng Xiaodong first arrived at the Peace Hotel, he was scared to death by the "store manager". It was as if the manager had no strength at all and was not much different from an ordinary old lady.

At that time, Liu Qingqing thought that he was just an ordinary old man, not that powerful.

But now, she is well aware of Meng Xiaodong's strength. He is a terrifying being who sews a bunch of ghosts together to make clothes.

I heard that even during the Republic of China period, it was one of the best and the most advanced.

Especially from Zhang Xianguang's few words and the fear in his expression, one could tell how terrifying Meng Xiaodong's strength was.

Her strength is at least several levels stronger than the captain and the king.

How could such an existence be short of resources? It goes to deal with some supernatural events and then come to the Peace Hotel to exchange money for buying back its life. How could it be short of money?
What does this abnormality indicate?
Meng Xiaodong went upstairs and when he passed 203, the door was suddenly opened.

Zhang Bohua's eyes were dark, clearly without pupils, but he stared straight at Meng Xiaodong, "He's leaving soon?"

Meng Xiaodong trembled slightly and nodded silently. Then he heard Zhang Bohua say, "I am in good condition now and I am going to see him off. If you have anything you want to bring to him, please let me know."

"No need. He and I have already said everything that needs to be said. Saying more... will only add to the trouble." Meng Xiaodong said quietly.

Zhang Bohua nodded. "That's great. I have to remind you that some things can't be forced, especially his affairs. Death is not the end. You should know this best."

Meng Xiaodong did not answer or stay, and quickly returned to his room.

The six o'clock bell rang in the mysterious pendulum clock, and the watchdog at the door, the starving ghost, Lao Hua, moved instantly, and began to chew on the meaty bones that were piled up like a small hill in front of it.

Eat one cigarette at a time without spitting out the residue!
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozens of dog bones as thick as arms were gone, and while it was chewing, it kept glancing to the side.

In front of the watchdog, the six-headed hellhound, Lao Hei, there were dog bones of the same number as those in front of Lao Hua.

But Lao Hei looked lazy, and didn't seem to be very interested in these dog bones. Until the dog bones in front of Lao Hua were almost eaten, Lao Hei suddenly moved.

The three heads bit down simultaneously, and when they raised their heads, they ate six bones at once.

Presbyopia: ???
Lao Hei: Haha!
Just as the two dogs were interacting in a friendly manner, Li Qingzhi walked out of the directional portal, holding an old, blood-stained hatchet and bringing with him a gust of cold wind.

Under the wind pressure, Lao Hei and Lao Hua both raised their heads, with murderous gleams in their pupils.

The tall male corpse ignored them and walked past the two dogs and entered the store. Then he was stopped by Lin Yuan who came over with a pile of money in his hand. "Lao Li, this was sent by someone today. They said they wanted to make friends with you. Here is the list. Take a look. By the way, they are all men."

Tall male corpse: ???
It was clearly just a corpse, a ghost, but after hearing Lin Yuan's last sentence, its body trembled strangely.

It's like being afraid, terrified, and disgusted.

puff!

Liu Qingqing couldn't help laughing out loud, "Old Li is really something. He still has such emotions. I always thought..."

Everyone thought, how could a corpse have emotions?
(End of this chapter)