Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 9 The Richer and Stronger the Gold Ingot

The Zerg monster before us has begun to exhibit the characteristics of a mother Zerg.

Once the metamorphosis is complete and the egg-laying begins, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The scarred man clearly realized this as well. "Quickly, notify the defense team immediately! Otherwise, it will be too late."

In the midst of the chaos, one of the underlings immediately broke away from the group to report the incident.

"Brothers, hold on a little longer! We must stop that insect from transforming, no matter what!"

Although the underlings were afraid, as people at the bottom of society, they knew very well what kind of disaster and panic a single queen insect could bring to the people at the bottom of Sanchagang.

The scarred man took the lead, directly attacking the molted form of the mother insect, while his henchmen were responsible for dealing with the other insect monster.

The blond-haired man unleashed a torrent of frost from his [Ice Spray], showing no regard for the consumption of spiritual energy.

Not far away, Wu Xian naturally couldn't sit idly by, after all, the threat posed by the "mother insect" was simply too great.

As the scroll unfolds, golden-red blood-red light shines forth.

The God of Wealth made a dazzling entrance riding a black tiger, surrounded by a rich aura of wealth, like a protective divine light. After the painting spirit level was promoted by two and a half stars, the aura of the God of Wealth increased significantly.

boom!
With a flick of the steel whip, lightning surged forth.

The "mother worm," who was entangled with the scarred man, was suddenly struck by lightning. It screamed and rolled to the corner of the wall. Its cold and fierce compound eyes instantly locked onto Wu Xian and the God of Wealth behind it.

Compared to facing monsters in the eerie abyss before, the God of Wealth's thunder magic was noticeably "weaker" now.

Wu Xian was not surprised by this.

After all, thunder magic is inherently effective against ghosts and evil spirits, especially since it is the thunder magic of the God of Wealth, making it an absolute nemesis of evil spirits.

To put it bluntly, the current attack effect against the insect monster is the true damage level of the God of Wealth.

Although the God of Wealth statue is already rated two and a half stars, its hardware foundation is still too poor.

It's like that famous saying in the computer industry from the past: "Lu Bu riding a dog"—it simply can't unleash the "performance" that a two-and-a-half-star God of Wealth should have.

"?!"

At the same time, the scarred man and his companions all widened their eyes and looked at the familiar figure behind them, their expressions uncertain, thinking that Wu Xian had come to cause trouble.

"Young man, why do you, a rich young master, have to pick a fight with us trash dealers?" The scarred man's lips twitched.

"Stop talking nonsense," Wu Xian said, too lazy to explain, "Let's deal with that mother worm first."

The scarred man was stunned for a moment, then quickly cooperated with Wu Xian in the battle.

ooh ooh...

The black tiger beneath the God of Wealth pounced out and rubbed the "mother worm" to the ground.

The "mother insect" continuously spewed out concentrated acidic venom, but it was blocked by a faint layer of precious light on the black tiger's body, which was the protection of the God of Wealth.

boom! boom! boom!
Another bolt of lightning struck, charring the "mother insect" black. Another insect monster rushed forward like a madman to protect her.

But then a golden light came rushing in, and it turned out to be a gold ingot... no... it should be called a gold coin.

boom!
The giant gold ingot crashed down, instantly turning the insect monster into a bloody pulp, leaving the scarred man and his companions speechless and shuddering.

That was a second-tier predatory insectoid monster. Although they had worn it down for a while, it shouldn't have been killed in one hit, right?
"Phew~ Is it that energy-consuming?"

Wu Xian was secretly panting heavily. The gold ingot was one of the God of Wealth's attack methods, and it was the first time he had used it.

Although it was incredibly powerful, it directly consumed half of his spiritual energy.

This [Gold Ingot] can be considered the God of Wealth's hidden trump card. It is already very powerful, and the more money Wu Xian has, the greater the weight and power of the Gold Ingot.

Now Wu Xian holds a huge fortune of over one million. Not to mention a second-tier insect monster, even a third-tier insect monster couldn't withstand such a blow.

Looking at the "mother worm" again, it had been emaciated by the thunder and was torn in two by the black tiger in the blink of an eye.

The crisis is resolved.

But the scarred man and his companions were still reeling from the shock of the [Gold Ingot]'s earth-shattering smash.

Especially the scarred man, only now did he realize that Wu Xian had already shown him mercy last time.

"Luckily it was discovered in time, otherwise it would have been a real problem."

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, casually put away the God of Wealth, and looked at the scarred man and the others who were still in a daze.

“Young brother… ptooey… young ancestor,” the scarred man and his gang no longer dared to be presumptuous in front of Wu Xian. Even the blond-haired man became much more obedient. “We were blind to your greatness before. Please forgive our ignorance. If you have any requests, please feel free to make them.”

"Look at your behavior," Wu Xian shook his head in annoyance. "I'm here to talk about cooperation."

"Cooperation?" The scarred man and his companions looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Wu Xian cut to the chase, "Who do you end up selling the leftover paint and scraps you collect?"

"There are a few business owners who specialize in waste recycling. What, does the little master also want to ship some goods?"

The scarred man and his companions had strange expressions. After all, in their eyes, Wu Xian was just a rich kid who had "descended to earth" to experience life. How could he possibly be interested in such a small amount of money?

"What price did they offer you?" Wu Xian pressed.

"The price of scraps fluctuates between 120 and 130 yuan per kilogram. As for residual pigment, it depends on the brand and place of origin. On average, one gram of pigment can be worth 20 to 50 yuan. If you are lucky enough to find something rare, the price will be calculated separately."

Selling by weight? That's outrageous!

Wu Xian had expected the other party to be ruthless, but he hadn't expected them to be this ruthless.

"It's alright," the scarred man chuckled, "at least it lets us make a living."

It may be a bit shady, but for these people at the bottom of society, it's already a pretty good income.

"In this way, I can offer you a higher purchase price, and you can sell the goods to me later."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man and his companions were both surprised and suspicious.

So it turns out it was for receiving goods?

Combined with their speculation that Wu Xian was a "rich second generation", their doubts were also resolved.

It's highly likely that he's the son of a factory owner who wants to cut costs on raw materials. Others might not understand the ins and outs, but these junk dealers know it all too well.

Those who hire these scrap recycling companies are all up to no good, engaging in fraudulent practices.

"Oh, so you're a small business owner. Look at the mess this has made," the scarred man said with a fawning smile. "Come on, let's exchange contact information. As long as the price is right, our brothers will be happy to do things for you."

Wu Xian chuckled and exchanged contact information with the scarred man, learning his real name: Zhao He.

As they were talking, the henchman who had gone to "call the police" rushed over in a hurry, and was clearly startled when he saw Wu Xian.

Seeing Wu Xian chatting happily with the boss, he was even more bewildered.

Behind the underling was a handsome young man with curly hair, who was none other than Du Yifan, the member of the defense team from before.

"Where's the molted mother insect?" Du Yifan rushed over and saw the two insect monster corpses on the ground. "Uh, are they already taken care of?"

"Sir, you've finally arrived! If it weren't for..." The scarred man, Zhao He, subconsciously wanted to take credit for Wu Xian, but was stopped by Wu Xian's eyes, and instantly understood.

Since they were doing something illegal, it was indeed inconvenient to reveal their identity.

"You guys took them down?" Du Yifan looked around at everyone, secretly surprised. "Impressive!"

He was particularly astonished by the insect monster that had been smashed into a meat patty.

"Lucky~lucky," Zhao He's eyes darted around, "You see, we risked our lives, shouldn't we get some reward or something?"

"Don't worry~" Du Yifan laughed heartily, "I will report to my superiors and give you some rewards. The interdimensional rift has been quite unstable recently, and monsters are frequently leaking out."

"You can wander around the city on weekdays; if you find anything, please let me know immediately."

"You're too kind, sir," Zhao He replied obsequiously. "It's our honor to be able to help you."

Wu Xian remained silent in the crowd, secretly observing the military officer.

At such a young age, he already possesses fourth-level spiritual power cultivation and has been able to join the defense team; his strength and background are definitely not simple.

"By the way, how did you manage to smash this insect monster into this state?"

Du Yifan examined the insect monster's corpse out of curiosity and suddenly spoke.

Everyone's eyes turned to Wu Xian, and this scene naturally caught Du Yifan's attention as well.

"It was smashed with a hammer," Wu Xian casually replied.

"oh oh."

Du Yifan didn't dwell on it too much, assuming it was some kind of powerful hammer-type weapon scroll.

After all, the current focus is on the molted form of the mother insect, and he can sense that these two insect monsters, like the monsters that have recently been leaked, are not quite right.

"Well, sir, you go ahead with your work, we'll be leaving now."

Wu Xian and the scarred man didn't linger and quickly made their escape.

(End of this chapter)