I have an endless army of warriors, rampaging across the heavens.

Chapter 3 It’s impossible to work part-time

Shangyang City is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, and it prospered because of Yangjiang River and Qinghu Lake, making it a very prosperous place.

Yangjiang Wharf and Qinghu Aquatic Products Market supported too many laborers and fishermen, but also bred many gangs and hooligans.

Gangs make big money.

A scoundrel makes a little money.

They leech off the suffering masses and suck their blood.

This day.

The weather is clear and clear.

Zuo Jing possessed the body of Li Yi, a fourth-level assassin, and separated from three other assassins, Sun Yi, Sun Er, and Zhao Yi, heading towards the western dock of the city.

Li Yi was a big, burly man, and his 1.4 times stronger physique made Zuo Jing, who was remotely possessing him, feel like he had inexhaustible energy: "He's so strong!"

It made him so reluctant to turn around.

With that kind of strength, I'd be perfect for carrying bags at the docks!
Speaking of the dock.

The vast city of Shangyang has more than a dozen wharves of varying sizes, among which the four largest are located on the main canal of the Yangjiang River in the west of the city.

There are numerous cargo ships coming and going here every day, with a huge throughput, and it all relies on manpower.

Move it up.

Move down.

It was thanks to the thousands upon thousands of laborers.

A lot of effort.

Manual labor.

They earned quite a bit.

An ordinary laborer can earn about fifty or sixty dollars a day as long as there is work to do.

However, there was no work every day. Being able to work 200 days a year was considered extremely lucky. Ordinary laborers could only manage to get work for about 100 days at most, earning a meager eight or nine taels of silver at the docks throughout the year.

The family of three in Shangyang City lived frugally, spending an average of about 25 coins per day, which amounted to at least 9 taels per year.

It's not enough to support the whole family by just taking jobs at the docks.

If a strong laborer wants to support his family, he has to look for work everywhere.

Working as a laborer at the dock during peak season.

Working odd jobs at the docks during the off-season.

They also have to perform corvée labor every year.

In short.

He has no free time and has to grit his teeth to barely support his family.

Life is tough these days!
"It's already hard for the poor to live."

“These docks in Shangyang City support countless poor families. I have assassins, and there will be more and more of them in the future. It’s pointless to compete with them for jobs; it’s just cutting off their livelihood.”

Zuo Jing had a clear idea: taking on jobs at the docks was just a temporary measure to solve the immediate problem of making a living.

A truly long-term solution requires careful consideration and planning.

……

West of the city.

Pier No. 1.

Zuo Jing arrived early, but the others arrived even earlier.

"A huge bag weighing 120 pounds!"

"We can handle it."

A foreman was shouting loudly.

Zuo Jing possessed Li Yi, and together with three assassins—Sun Yi, Sun Er, and Zhao Yi—pretended not to know each other, and rushed forward, raising their hands and shouting, "Me! Me! Me! I can handle it!"

The four assassins looked very strong.

All four were selected.

Zuo Jing, not wanting to suffer, possessed Li Yi and took on the work with four assassins. He then left the carrying of the bags to Li Yi himself and decisively withdrew.

until evening.

After the four assassins finished their work, Zuo Jing came over and took the counting rods to the foreman to settle accounts.

"Forty-four pieces, 88 coins."

"Tsk?"

"You're quite capable, aren't you?"

"New here, right?"

"Here, take it. Come back tomorrow."

Foreman Wang Jie counted out several dozen copper coins and tossed them to Li Yi.

Zuo Jing possessed Li Yi's body and opened the document: "Foreman, something's not right! Why did you only give me 60 out of 88 coins?"

Wang Jie's face darkened: "You're a newbie? If you can get work at the docks, don't you have to give me some commission? If you can work at the docks, don't you have to pay tribute to the Green Bamboo Gang? Don't you have to pay taxes to the imperial court? What are you thinking!"

Zuo Jing protested, "Whatever you say is what you get! Everyone else seems to have gotten theirs right, why am I the only one who's shortchanged so much?"

He glared at Wang Jie: "Are you bullying me?!"

Wang Jie laughed in exasperation: "You hothead!"

He called out to those around him, "Hey guys, teach this hothead a lesson!"

"Alright, Brother Wang!"

Four thugs nearby chuckled and clenched their fists as they surrounded Zuo Jing.

foreman.

Green peel.

These are not good people at all!

Two days ago, Zuo Jing would have run as far away as possible.

But these days are different.

"Oh shit!"

"I'm not even afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of a few scoundrels like you?"

Zuo Jing threw dozens of copper coins into the air and shouted, "Brothers! Pick up the money!"

"Spend money like water!"

"Grab it quickly!"

"Brother, be generous!"

Dozens of copper coins were scattered around, and a dozen or so laborers nearby immediately rushed forward to grab them.

The scene was in chaos.

Zuo Jing then withdrew from Li Yi. Fighting inevitably involves getting hit, and getting hit hurts. This kind of thing can be left to the assassins. Zuo Jing then smoothly possessed Zhao Yi, called to Sun Yi and Sun Er who were with him, and took advantage of the temporary chaos to sneak up in front of the gloomy-faced foreman Wang Jie.

"Grass mud horse!"

Zuo Jing went up and threw a punch.

Wang Jie was caught off guard and immediately saw stars.

Sun Yi and Sun Er stepped forward and each kicked Wang Jie hard. Both of them had physical abilities 1.3 times that of an average person, and their strength was much greater. They kicked Wang Jie so hard that he screamed and felt like his back was about to break!
Sakyo is not greedy for cups;
He grabbed the money bag in front of Wang Jie and took it away.

A quick assessment.

It weighs at least fifteen or sixteen jin (about 2.5-3.5 catties), and contains approximately two thousand copper coins.

“Making a killing!”

Zuo Jing took the money bag and ran away in the chaos.

Sun Yi and Sun Er were still giving Wang Jie a good beating.

there.

Li Yi convened a full-scale brawl, fighting four thugs single-handedly without being at a disadvantage.

When Zuo Jing escaped the dock unharmed.

He turned around and leaned over to Li Yi, calling to Sun Yi and Sun Er, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Run away quickly!

……

"2025 Wen."

“Making a killing!”

Zuo Jing sent Li Er to meet Zhao Yi. They secretly retrieved the money bag from a secluded spot and brought it back home. Upon counting it, they found it contained over two thousand coins. Zuo Jing was overjoyed. "Even if a suicide squad works themselves to the bone at the docks for a whole month without a break, this is all they earn."

really.

Working is nowhere near as fast as robbing!
Zuo Jing counts money, and it smells delicious.

As for the conflicts at the docks, the foreman's resentment, and even the police investigation, Zuo Jing didn't care: "What do the affairs of the assassins have to do with me?"

Possessed by a deadly assassin!

It's so arrogant.

Zuo Jing doesn't have many assassins yet, but he senses a beast being unleashed within him.

This feeling.

Not bad.

but--

"Li Yi and the others can't come back."

"I can't have anything to do with them anymore."

"Let them fend for themselves out there!"

Don't get involved.

Zuo Jing made a decisive arrangement, instructing Li Yi and the other three to find a deserted, dilapidated house in a remote part of the city to stay in, and to dig in the soil to recover their strength and energy.

It's not just them.

Then he told Li Er to take Li San, Li Si, and Sun San out as well, and to keep them away.

Only Li Wu was left at home for personal protection.

That's enough for now.

After all, they can still recruit five more assassins every day at midnight.

“It’s inevitable that assassins will commit crimes while on the front lines.”

“I have ‘possession’, so I can communicate and give orders without having to touch them. So, outwardly, it’s best to stay as far away from them as possible.”

There are more than just these few.

Even if more assassins are recruited in the future, they should still be deployed.

"When we gather together, we are like a blazing fire."

"Scattered like stars across the sky."

The former is more likely to backfire.

The latter is the correct usage.

"We still need to keep earning money."

Zuo Jing calculated that, given the workload of the suicide squad, they would need to eat at least four catties of mixed grains a day.

"Grain prices in Shangyang City—"

"Rice costs 6 coins per pound."

"The mixed grains cost about 4 coins."

“A single soldier costs at least 16 coins a day just for food.”

"If we also include the expenses for meat, eggs, vegetables, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, etc., let's say 25 coins per person per day. So the current daily expenses for the nine assassins are 225 coins."

Today's windfall may seem like a lot, but in reality, it's only enough for nine assassins to live on for a maximum of nine days.

"not enough!"

Far from enough.

As the number of assassins increased, even though Canyu remained at level four and refreshed five assassins every day, the daily expenses doubled in just two days.

Who can bear this?
“It’s impossible to work part-time.”

"I will never work for someone else in my life."

"We still have to rob to make a living."

Zuo Jing recalls who his enemies are—

[Name: Mantis Rat, Green Grass Snake]

[Identity: Down-on-his-luck scoundrel]

[Grievance: Injuring Zuo Jing and crippling Zuo Cheng]

Status: I am still online.

……

Name: Wang Hongfei

[Identity: Head Constable of Shangyang County]

[Grievances: favoritism, fraud, and physical punishment]

Status: I am still online.

……

Name: Zhu Tong

[Position: A constable in Shangyang County]

[Grievance: Stealing the recipe for egg pancakes]

Status: I am still online.

……

Name: Qin Pengcheng

[Identity: The illegitimate son of the Qin family, a wealthy merchant family in Shangyang City]

[Grievance: Provoking trouble, beating up Zuo Jing]

Status: I am still online.

……

You won't know until you count.

The number was shocking.

After recalling and organizing his memories, Zuo Jing discovered that he actually had quite a few enemies.

In addition to the above, there were also bullies who came to collect protection money on the third day of setting up a stall, and hooligans who came to freeload on the second day.

Once again.

There's also the Lei family, the local tycoons who took Zuo's parents to mine but never returned.

"It's easy to talk to a rascal."

"Bullys are easy to get rid of."

"But the Qin and Lei families are doing well in business, and each of them has relatives serving as officials outside the country, so they also have connections in the government."

"not to be trifled."

Start with the easy parts and move on to the difficult ones.

Let's start by dealing with the scoundrels and bullies.

but.

Not urgent.

"I have enough money for a few days."

"First, dig the soil."

"Upgrade first."

Zuo Jing's motto for employing assassins was: "If we don't make any business for three years, we'll make enough to last us for three years!"

……

　【memorandum】

　　Swallow.