Cosmic Demon

Chapter 158: Young Master Ying, the money-throwing madman, if you can’t beat him, just use money to

Chapter 158: Young Master Ying, the money-throwing madman, if you can’t beat him, just use money to hit him!
In the small red building in the central city, Ying Lin took off the smart glasses that were connected to the terminal network. His face flushed strangely, and he lay on the leather sofa exhausted as if after a strenuous exercise.

When he first arrived in Hengzhou, Ying Lin was still keen on the "concubine selection activity" and indulged in sensual pleasures.

But it soon became boring, as the energetic young body could not provide more stimulation and excitement.

Therefore, Ying Lin started to take contraband drugs instead. As a top playboy who would be ranked among the best in Dijing or Haizhou, he naturally had no worries about being searched by the Inspection Department.

During that time, the Red Mansion gatherings were regarded as a dream destination by the fun-loving second generation in the central city. Almost every day was filled with wine and women, and the cycle of emptiness and satisfaction was repeated over and over again.

But the gap of desire can never be filled. Trapped in the Little Red Building, unable to take a single step forward, Ying Lin, like a prisoner, has already enjoyed all the entertainment he could.

"It's the feedback from the virtual world that I never get tired of."

Ying Lin was playing with the smart glasses, which were the latest product of Qingming Technology. They were originally designed to allow people to enter a virtual space for interaction or games.

As a result, some genius cracked the code and developed all kinds of restricted content, with the authenticity raised to 100%, including killing, torture, or experiences that stimulate psychological thresholds.

This type of illegal product is not safe because it is 100% realistic and causes high stimulation intensity in all aspects of the human body, which can easily lead to unpredictable dangers.

But for Ying Lin, who felt numb even after taking contraband drugs, only committing suicide could make him feel alive, rather than a walking corpse trapped in the Red Mansion.

After resting for a while, Ying Lin called the bionic butler to help him change clothes and take a bath. Ever since his second brother Ying Qi died, he no longer trusted others. The servants inside and outside this red building were all bionic machines ordered from Haizhou at a high price.

Fortunately, the iron curtain of the central city is strong enough to resist the local electronic blockade of Hengzhou. Otherwise, these bionic machines would probably transform into mechanical life in the first place.

Ying Lin soaked in the bathtub and received two injections of "Dao Xin Medicine" to stimulate the mind. This is one of the top products of the Medicine Buddha Enterprise, which is specially used to keep the mind lively and clear. It was originally a resource for the cultivation of spiritual energy, but later it was used as an auxiliary drug for calming the mind.

He took a deep breath. Although the small red building was big, it could not compare to the vast world outside.

Not to mention, this wealthy young man from the Ying family had already seen the vast sea of ​​stars long ago.

Now imprisoned in a small house, not daring to take a single step out for more than ten years, Ying Lin felt that the fact that he had not been driven crazy was a sign of his exceptionally strong mental strength.

"The lunatic from Nanhuang Gym came to me so quickly, and he's still guarding the central city. It seems like they value that poor boy very much."

Ying Lin rested his head on the edge of the bathtub, took out the terminal, dialed the number, and said softly:

"Uncle Mo, I'm Ying Lin."

The voice on the other end of the phone was very steady, and every word was very deep and powerful:
"Is there anything you want to tell me, Young Master Ying?"

Ying Lin raised his eyebrows, but his tone was extremely respectful:
"Uncle Mo, you are too much of a pushover. I am just a junior. You are the director of the Central City Education Department. How can I be asked to give orders? I am not worthy of it. I just want to discuss business with you..."

The calm voice was very steady, without causing any fluctuations:
"Ying Lin, since you know that I am a civil servant of the highest-level unit under the jurisdiction of Dongxia, you shouldn't call me at this time. I have no reason to discuss any business of any nature with an idle person in society."

The veins on Ying Lin's forehead were throbbing. This old guy is getting ahead of himself. If it were twenty years ago, you would have knelt down and begged me.

"Uncle Mo, you can't say that. Even if the deal doesn't work out, we still have friendship. This isn't the first time we've discussed business. You can't be so cold to each other just because you've secured your position as director and don't need your nephew anymore."

The calm voice was silent for a moment, then said with some helplessness:
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush."

If possible, he really didn't want to have anything to do with the Ying family anymore, especially a brainless dandy lunatic like Ying Lin. Unfortunately, their past interactions were too close to be broken off.

Ying Lin smiled and said:
"I want to make some contribution to the Top 100 Competition organized by the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association."

There was no sound from the other end of the phone, as if even the breath had disappeared, and there was no response for a long time.

"Uncle Mo, you and I are in the same boat. Nanhuang Dojo is not the only enemy of me. You know very well how Shen Changyuan died. The Netherworld exploration activity was initiated by the Central City Education Department. The old guy named Zhang is not broad-minded enough to turn hostility into friendship. Sooner or later, we will have to settle accounts."

Ying Lin had dealt with Uncle Mo many times before, and he knew that he would not show his hand until he saw the rabbit. So he simply said it directly:
"Your son Mo Zhenting is already in the Seventh Regiment, awarded the Golden Spike Shoulderband, and is preparing to be promoted to Division Commander. How did he get into the Imperial Capital of North China? From whom did he take his ancient meditation scripture? Who is the biggest beneficiary of Shen Changyuan's death? Do I have to repeat all these?
Uncle Mo, the old guy in Nanhuang Dojo is only half dead. Either we outlast him, or he goes crazy and kills you and me. There is no other choice!
If you help me, you are helping yourself and your son. The Seventh Regiment is stationed in the Big Dipper Star Region. Mo Zhenting is only forty years old but he has become a division commander and has been awarded the Golden Spike Medal. He may have the opportunity to lead the regiment in the future and become the second Jiang Wanli. "

The calm voice finally spoke:
"What do you want to do? Nanhuang Dojo has been silent for a long time. It's not easy to find such a seedling. It is undoubtedly treated as a lifeline.

If you cut him off, it would be equivalent to destroying the Nanhuang Dojo. Do you think Zhang Qiang would let it go? If what happened to Shen Changyuan happens again, we will have to face a martial arts master who has lost his mind? Give him a military aircraft equipped with exclusive weapons. Who in the Central City can stop him? It was the governor who stopped the massacre and saved your life.

Don't take your life too seriously, and don't take others too lightly. The noble descendants of the nine Dongxia clans are just a piece of cake for a warrior with weapons and armor."

Ying Lin smiled, looking nervous:
"Uncle Mo, I'm not a fool. I know how terrible it is to completely anger a martial arts master. But there's nothing I can do. That poor boy has learned He Lanchan's "Void Meditation Method" and has the devilish gift of combining body and soul. He was also chosen by the Nanhuang Dojo and took the path of breaking the limits of the old martial arts school.

In time, he will definitely board the Star Cup and head to the border... The people above don't want another He Lanchan. This matter was handed over to the Ying family because of the personal grudge between the Ying family and He Lanchan. It would be the same if it was the Xiao family or the Rong family."

The calm voice seemed to be thinking, and after more than ten seconds, he said:

"I can't guarantee your safety, you have to understand this. Even if the Iron Curtain Project in the central city pours a lot of field resources into your little red building, Zhang Qiang is determined to kill you, and he won't be able to stop for long."

Ying Lin raised his lips and said confidently, "Then let him come! To fight against Dong Xia, whether I live or die, the Nanhuang Dojo will be stripped of its sign and its license to carry weapons and armor will be taken back!
Uncle Mo, you don't have to worry. I just want you to do me a small favor and give me the information of the top 50 in the top 100 competition. I am willing to invest all my assets and use the 500 "Void Coins" deposited in the "Entropy Sea Bank" to supply them with cultivation resources.

Nanhuang Dojo is so strong, I will use my money to kill that poor boy and make him unable to even enter the top 50."

The calm voice hummed:
"As long as you don't resort to illegal means, everything will be fine."

Ying Lin added:
"Uncle Mo, I know your Education Department has discovered a good talent this year, his name is 'Zhou Yuanchen', right? How about letting him sign a contract with our Ying family? Ying family's unique artificial body technology can definitely help him achieve a huge leap in a short period of time."

The calm voice sighed:
"The supernova promoted by the Education Department will not be a dog for your Ying family. I don't know how good the Ying family's artificial body technology is, but your ability to raise dogs is unique.

You treat the psychic energy path as a 'mining machine', which mines void coins for you in the Netherworld all day long; the martial arts path is sent to the security company... I heard that your Ying family also issues 'time bonds' to the pet dogs, pre-selling them cultivation resources for the next twenty or even fifty years. If the income does not meet the requirements, they will be burdened with debt.

Signing a contract with your Ying Group is no different from jumping into a fire pit."

Ying Lin didn't think there was any problem. Ying didn't deceive anyone and all actions were voluntary.

Besides, there are so many people who want to be Ying’s dog, but they don’t have the means to do so.

"Uncle Mo, the poor boy from Nanhuang Dojo is indeed extraordinary. I tried to arrange an assassination, but he resolved it. That Zheng Yun is also a waste, and he was also knocked down. Apart from the top 50 in the top 100 competition, I still need a true genius who can make the final decision."

Ying Lin did not give in and insisted.

"I'll give you Zhou Yuanchen's contact information. Let's see if you can convince him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

It was obvious that the director of education was not willing to chat with Ying Lin any more.

"Old man, you talk so high and mighty! You pretend to be a gentleman in front of me! Bah!"

Ying Lin sneered, and he called the telecommunications company again, asking them to help transfer the call to Haizhou.

Although the large universe server owned by Dongxia can realize inter-planetary communication transmission, due to the fact that a star god is sleeping in Hengzhou, it is impossible to lay "base stations" on a large scale, and can only ask state-owned communications companies for help.

After several minutes of "beep beep beep", the call was finally connected.

"Young Master Ying, do you have any instructions?"

The voice on the other end was very young and the attitude was very respectful.

"Luo Bing, help me withdraw the Void Coins that I deposited at Entropy Sea Bank and exchange them for fifty sets of cultivation resources of different specifications. Then spread the word for me that whoever defeats Nanhuang Dojo in the Hengzhou Top 100 Competition will get these rich resources that are enough for them to become professional practitioners."

Ying Lin said calmly that he no longer cared about the reduction of his wealth, as long as he could leave this damn place, everything would be fine.

The Ying family assigned a dedicated butler to each of their direct descendants after they reached adulthood.

Luo Bing is Ying Lin's confidant who manages finances and operations for him.

"Take out all of it? Young Master Ying, this is your biggest asset right now, think it through carefully."

Luo Bing confirmed again.

Void Coin is condensed from the essence of the Netherworld and is a new type of circulating currency that is more solid than minerals.

It can only be obtained by the psychic energy of the Holy Embryo stage, acting as a "psychic mining machine", wandering in the netherworld all day, consuming energy, and digging it out.

Five hundred void coins are a considerable asset in the starry sea.

It can be considered as a "moderately well-off" life.

"I'm sure. Nanhuang Dojo is the pillar of the old martial arts school in Hengzhou. How can I destroy their successor if I don't drain all my wealth?"

Ying Lin said calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Ying, give me two days."

Luo Bing said with a serious expression.

The origin of Entropy Sea Bank is very mysterious, and its strength is extremely strong. It can travel across the star sea, and its credit foundation is incredibly strong. It is said that even Dongxia has no right to inquire about or review the relevant information of its customers.

It can be called a first-tier super power!
"As soon as possible, I want all 32 administrative districts to know this news! Let everyone know that even if the Ying family doesn't use any tricks, within the rules, it's easy to get rid of a brat from a remote village!"

(End of this chapter)

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