Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 43 To make a little money, first find a backer.

Although Xiao Jin controlled his strength well, the slap was still very intimidating, leaving Xiao Yan dazed and in pain as if his body had been shattered.

Xiao Yan then clearly saw that the dark gold dinosaur bear opposite him showed a human-like disdain.

Too bad...

Xiao Yan: "..."

I wanted to complain a bit, but then I realized I was already outside the assessment area—out of bounds.

Suppressing her resentment, she slowly walked back to the rest area. Whether she passed the assessment or not was another matter.

Several young girls gathered around, and their concerned tone made Xiao Yan feel a little better.

"Elder Gong, has this... been judged?"

Many of the examiners looked troubled. Master Gong said that as long as Xiao Yan could last for one minute, he would pass, but this probably wouldn't even last five seconds.

However, if they don't pass, it's because they violated the rules first by letting in a soul beast comparable to ten thousand years old, which doesn't meet the assessment standards.

"That's too much. Those fourth-grade kids weren't much better than Little Jin, even with a group of Soul Masters." Old Master Gong waved his hand dismissively.

He was just trying to teach this kid a lesson; why did he have to hold him up during the assessment?

"Base score 100, combat skills... 25."

Old Gong smacked his lips.

"Then I'll give you 125."

One hundred and thirty.

One hundred and thirty-four

"..."

After a few words from the teachers, the final score was reached—131 points. (Dai Huabin scored 145, full marks in basic skills, and 45 in combat techniques.)

This kid had a strong fighting spirit, daring to face the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear head-on, but unfortunately he was beaten so badly that even his parents didn't recognize him.

With the results announced.

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also sullen. He had clearly intended to kill beasts to prove his Dao. The thrill of tearing apart soul beasts and exploding blood was simply too great, and he could also gain some popularity along the way. Could it be that his thoughts had been seen through?
I've been tricked by those despicable capitalists, it's upsetting...

……

"Do you want to go up and give it a try?" Old Gong chuckled.

"It's not like I'm the one giving the assessment," Su Wen shrugged.

"You remember, old man, the food expenses for the three pets for half a month."

The subsequent matches were not very interesting.

Most of them were three or four hundred years old soul beasts, and their fighting style was even more boring, a war of attrition. Among nearly a hundred people, there were very few guys like Xiao Yan who dared to face them head-on.

Su Wen waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Don't worry, my grand arena doesn't need your meager rations," Old Man Gong snorted twice.

"Since you're so generous, why don't you just book the whole year's worth?" Su Wen joked.

"Hmph~" Old Master Gong fell silent and focused on the assessment.

……

Poseidon Island.

Inside the golden tree house.

Su Wen sat cross-legged on the bed, toying with the black gold card that Yan Shaozhe had given him earlier, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Nothing else...poverty.

He had over 30,000 gold soul coins left in his card. That amount of money was enough for an ordinary family of three to live a life free from worries about food and clothing for a lifetime, but for his three gold-devouring beasts, it was just a matter of a few bites.

He could actually ask the academy for money; after all, the fact that he lived on Seagod Island already spoke volumes. For example, Elder Lin of the Treasure Pavilion could provide him with a steady stream of funds simply by asking. However, this also meant a heavy burden and pressure. His three pet beasts were voracious eaters, and the annual expenditure of tens of millions was already alarming. Moreover, he was only a Soul Venerable; as his strength increased, the number of soul beasts would also rise, making it difficult even for a wealthy organization like the Treasure Pavilion to bear the burden.

Although he had already decided to send these guys to the Star Dou Great Forest or the neighboring Sunset Forest once they became stronger, he still had to keep them by his side for now.

"Make some money?"

Su Wen pondered for a moment.

If we were to say what the most popular money-making tools are for transmigrators in other worlds, they would be everyday items like soap and paper. But this simply doesn't work in Douluo Continent. With the widespread use of soul tools, this world, apart from being a bit more Western fantasy, is not much different from the previous one.

Then all we can do is eat...

Su Wen's eyes lit up.

Milk tea and ice cream, which were popular all over the world in my previous life, are just so-so after being used to them. But if they were moved to another world... they might make a splash. The food in Douluo Continent is a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine, but it is quite traditional. Even the drinks are quite rare, and it seems that people are not very interested in food.

He had never encountered anything like ice cream before.

"How about... try it?"

Making something by mixing egg yolks and sugar requires some skill, but not much; it can always be figured out through experimentation. As for various flavors of ice cream (milk tea), they are simply based on the above, with the addition of various fruit toppings.

Let's do it! At worst, we'll just have some fun.

Su Wen smacked his lips.

……

"Oh, what a distinguished guest! What brings you to my humble abode? Are you short of money?"

The top floor of Jubao Pavilion.

Su Wen sat opposite an elderly woman in white. She wore a light blue patterned dress that highlighted the grandeur of the Treasure Pavilion. Her face was warm, and she chuckled softly at Su Wen.

"Please don't tease me, I really do need the money."

Su Wen took a sip of tea, finding it bitter and astringent, and calmly put the teacup down.

The pretty maid behind the old woman covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw this.

Su Wen sighed casually.

"But I'm not here to borrow money."

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in the old woman's eyes. She had been keeping an eye on Su Wen, but this little guy knew perfectly well that Jubaoge was a big spender of Shrek Academy, with almost all of its funds circulating through it and controlling seventy to eighty percent of the academy's cash flow. Not to mention millions, even tens of millions could be taken out for him in an emergency.

His soul beast is a gold-eating beast, which even the Great Arena of Gong Changlong cannot afford to support. If this little guy is not here to borrow money, what is he up to?

"I'd like to ask you for a piece of land in Shrek City, the more foot traffic the better," Su Wen continued.

"You want to earn your own money?" The old woman smiled knowingly.

It's good for this child to experience some setbacks.

“Shrek City has a population of over ten million, with merchants from all over the world and all the top forces located here. The city’s daily turnover is tens of millions of gold soul coins, but whether you can actually earn that money into your pocket… is not such an easy task,” the old woman said with a smile.

"Wen Lu, it just so happens that there is a shop on Third Street in East Shrek City whose lease is about to expire and will not be renewed. Make sure to inform them clearly that they have three days to move out, or they will bear the consequences."

"Yes……"

A young girl behind the old woman bowed slightly, then turned and left.

A smile appeared on Su Wen's face.

Shrek East City is the location of the Treasure Pavilion, and the surrounding streets are all branches of famous merchants from across the continent, making the flow of people incredibly dense.

"Alright, the territory is yours now. May I ask what kind of business you'd like to do?" Old Lin asked with a smile.

"Drinks!"

Su Wen subconsciously took another sip of tea, and it was so bitter that he grimaced.

(End of this chapter)