I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 48 The Ways to Make Money

Lin Xiaohe's way of making money is to rob the rich and give to the poor.

She first went to various banks to inquire about the progress of her loan application.

The bank treated her like a super VIP customer, giving her the green light all the way.

The five banks approved a total of 102 million Singapore dollars with an annual interest rate of 1%, which can be repaid at any time without any penalty.

This is Lin Xiaohe's credit limit. The manager of Guanghui Bank told her that if she could pass the assessment of the fifth star ring, her credit limit could be increased to five million star coins.

After thanking the manager, Lin Xiaohe went to a nearby supermarket to buy a bottle of purified water.

Bottled purified water, 500ml, costs 200 Star Coins.

Lin Xiaohe decisively chose the smallest bottle, 100ml, which only cost 80 star coins.

This time, she only took DouDou and FanFan with her when she went out.

DouDou: [XiaoHe, is 100 million Star Coins enough?]

"Not quite enough." Lin Xiaohe already knew that to get from Wasteland to the Sixth Star Ring, one needed to first take a starship to Vitara, which was an important transportation hub in the Sixth Star Ring.

The journey from Wasteland to Vitara takes 5 days and costs 1 Star Coins for a standard single ticket. For the Lin family of seven, that would require 7 Star Coins.

Vitara is 1.2 million kilometers away from the sixth star ring.

If you take the government-operated shuttle ship, the economy class costs 6 Star Coins per person, and the one-way trip takes 23 days, with only one flight per week.

Lin Xiaohe couldn't choose this one because there wasn't enough time.

She could only consider taking the Raven-class orbital shuttle, which would take only 11 days one way, carry 7 people, and be fully autonomously driven.

The rental fee is 100 million Star Dollars, the tritium fuel fee is 40 Star Dollars per trip, the port fee is 5 Star Dollars, and the insurance fee is 10 Star Dollars.

Excluding food and drink, and only considering transportation costs, the Lin family would need 162 million star coins to travel from Wasteland Star to the Sixth Star Ring.

Once we reach the sixth star ring, we'll need to consider accommodation and food.

DouDou asked worriedly, "Where are you planning to get the money?"

Lin Xiaohe, carrying a bottle of purified water, boarded the bus again: "To find a rich person."

Cheng Ge's alloy ribs were broken by a kick, and since private clinics couldn't perform the repair surgery, he had to go to the Wasteland Starshine Medical Center.

Lin Xiaohe arrived at the medical center and asked the receptionist robot for Cheng Ge's ward number.

[General Ward A161]

Lin Xiaohe smiled and knocked on the ward door, then approached the bedside to the astonished looks of her underlings.

Cheng Ge was almost wrapped in white gauze like a mummy.

He saw Lin Xiaohe and his body trembled violently.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to visit a patient. Look, I even brought a gift." Lin Xiaohe unscrewed a bottle of purified water. "Do you need me to feed you?"

Cheng Ge shook his head frantically; Lin Xiaohe's madness was exactly the same as her brother Lin Chiyang's.

Who knows what she might add to the water?
Lin Xiaohe placed the water by the bedside, hooked her toes on a stool not far away, gently pulled it up, and then sat down on the stool.

“Brother Cheng, I thought about it when I got home and I think you’re right. It’s better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. So, I’m magnanimous and have decided to forgive you.”

Cheng looked at Lin Xiaohe suspiciously: "Really?"

"Of course." Lin Xiaohe stretched out her index finger and thumb and rubbed them together. "So it's something you can buy whenever you want."

After a moment of silence, Cheng Ge extended his smartwatch: "One million."

Lin Xiaohe shook her head: "My feelings aren't that cheap, two million."

Cheng Ge's face looked like it had been poisoned, turning as green as a toad: "I don't have that much money. There was a problem with the accounts at Fuqilai Internet Cafe, with over 30 yuan in extra data usage fees. This hospitalization cost another several hundred thousand yuan, and I only have 150 million yuan of cash on hand."

Over 30 data usage expenses?

It seems like I stole it from the internet. Lin Xiaohe remained calm and readily agreed, "Okay, let's call it even. By the way, give me the Grand Theater's contact information."

Cheng Ge secretly breathed a sigh of relief, considering it a way to avoid trouble: "I only have the manager's name on the Grand Theater website."

Having obtained the theater manager's contact information and home address, Lin Xiaohe was treated like a plague carrier and escorted out of the clinic by a group of henchmen.

One of the blond-haired kids was quite perceptive; he even paid out of his own pocket to book a taxi for Lin Xiaohe.

The theater manager is hiding at home, crying his eyes out; he might lose his job.

Unfortunately, the Grand Theater ran into two deadly figures, the clown and that lord, and suffered heavy losses.

What's even more disheartening is that the big boss is furious and plans to move the grand theater project to another wasteland planet.

The actors in the theater had all been packed up and sent to Wasteland 11, but he himself was left behind on Wasteland 7.

"Waaah..." The theater manager cried like a child, and the next second, his front door was kicked open.

He couldn't help but hiccup.

Good heavens! How did the clown find his own home?!
He hugged his knees, curled up in the corner, head down, eyes closed, unable to look.

Panic, powerlessness, weakness, helplessness.

"Can't see me, can't see me..."

The demon's footsteps drew closer and closer, and when they stopped, a chilling voice rang out above him.

"Manager, you forcibly abducted my second sister. It's time to talk about compensation."

The theater manager was devastated. He looked up, tears welling in his eyes, and cried, "It has nothing to do with me! I didn't kidnap him!"

"That's not important."

The theater manager's face cracked, with a sense of destiny, as if a boomerang had finally struck him.

He used to treat others the same way.

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have any trouble?
The theater manager hung his head dejectedly and said listlessly, "What do you want? I'm just a useless piece of trash now. I have no money, but I can take your life."

"What do you mean?"

"The Grand Theater went bankrupt and the owner ran away."

Lin Xiaohe said unhappily, "You're trying to fool me."

"I'm not kidding you. The Grand Theatre is all about secrecy. Now that it's been exposed to the public, the big boss doesn't want to keep it anymore."

Lin Xiaohe is so annoyed. She only has 252 million now and feels extremely insecure!
"Since you have no money, you have no reason to exist."

"No, no, no! I'm still of some use." The theater manager quickly pledged his loyalty. "I have the key to the theater. I can take you in. Maybe there'll be something you like inside?"

Lin Xiaohe said with a blank face, "You want me to go pick up trash?"

The theater manager sneered, "Can you even call the trash of rich people trash?"

That makes sense.

Lin Xiaohe decided to go to the Grand Theater with him.

The Grand Theatre was completely destroyed; it was almost a complete ruin.

The magnificent stardust crystal chandelier was removed, as was the levitation device of the floating stage. The exterior materials were piled up, ready to be sold.

It seems that even rich people can be stingy.

The theater manager, staring at Lin Xiaohe's murderous gaze, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and led the way: "We still have a warehouse! The warehouse is in a more remote location and has hardly been affected."

"That would be best, otherwise, hehe." Lin Xiaohe threatened menacingly.

(End of this chapter)