Weird doomsday: printing tens of billions of ghost money at the beginning

Chapter 12 Where is this boss?This is foster father, great father!
"No problem at all."

Although the butcher was a little reluctant, he answered very readily.

After all, it only has three cunning skills now, and if someone chooses one of them, its strength will drop drastically, but as long as it gets [-] Ming coins, its strength will skyrocket, and what is a mere cunning skill?

"I now have a C-level pursuit of slaughter, a D-level devourer, and a D-level with thick skin and thick flesh."

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Hao looked a little dissatisfied. After all, in the early days, a person can only bind one trick, and the first trick is very important.

The first way to obtain tricks is that they can be suppressed and taken away with money or strength.

The second is to get it directly by killing it.

But in the third rule of Weird (money contract·money supremacy): if the person with more wealth takes the lead in attacking Weird, then the second principle of Weird is invalid. Under the premise that (Party A) the money owner uses more money, those who use the money will keep their promises, and (Party B) the money employers who violate the law will suffer more serious backlash from the constraints of heaven.

"I thought there were B-level ones, but it turned out that there wasn't even a B-level one."

Lin Hao shook his head and said.

"These are not what I want. How about this? I want to ask you a few more questions. After answering my few questions, the ten thousand will be yours until the two of us leave safely."

Seeing Lin Hao being so generous and only answering a few questions, the butcher was naturally willing to answer.

"You are guarding Mount Tai here. If I am not mistaken, there should be some secrets in Mount Tai?"

Seeing Lin Hao asking this question made the butcher very difficult.

"This, this, this... This, brother, it's not that I don't want to tell you, this is a commercial secret, and you can't just say it casually."

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Hao didn't want to embarrass it, but he probably knew it in his heart. All places like Mount Tai and holy places with historical legends were basically monopolized by some superpowers in the later stage, or were destroyed by catastrophes. Existence above the level is shrouded by evil gods and the like.

That kind of super strong people love this kind of place so much, don't think about it, there must be benefits that they can't imagine.

"Okay, this question is over, next one."

"Are you selling the Tarzan Ropeway?"

Lin Hao also came up with the idea of ​​this cable car. After all, as one of the fastest ways to get on the car, except for some strong people, most of the people who have the power of flying come from the bottom. over here.

And Lin Hao also felt that the more he reached the top of the mountain, the stronger the mysterious aura, there must be some secret hidden, not only to be able to print money, but also to turn money into resources, money begets money.

"Well, I'm just a part-time worker, and you certainly can't afford it."

Although the butcher wanted the 1 yuan Ming coin, he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous when he heard that the other party wanted to buy the cable car that went up Mount Tai.

"Then who is the boss behind you, do you know?"

"I don't know. My family put in a lot of effort to arrange this job for me."

"Then your boss here, how much does he pay you? Why don't you do it with me?"

Hearing what Lin Hao said, the butcher felt a little surprised.

"As a result, I asked a few questions, and it took me a long time. Is this someone poaching?"

But the butcher was still patient and answered truthfully. After all, taking people's money has a better attitude.

"The boss here gives me 800 Ming coins a month, but I can use the rope to earn extra money by myself, and I am a career editor, an iron rice bowl. If you give me less, I may not go there. The [-] must be No way."

The butcher was also a little embarrassed and said.

After all, it can clearly measure the one-shot deal and the iron rice bowl.

At least the other party will prescribe it 3 times a month.

And Lin Hao was also thinking in his heart, such a life-saving butcher in the early stage, in the same level, his strength is basically considered to be at the upper-middle level.

With such a bodyguard, at least the early stage is very safe, or if it is paid [-] a month, will it be too little?

Lin Hao instantly felt that he was somewhat of a capitalist and should hang street lights.

After all, there is such a big banknote printing factory that prints trillions of banknotes a day. If you play like this, you can almost inflate the hell!
And the butcher also kept slandering in his heart, and was very entangled.

"No, it's less, at least three thousand."

After a while, I saw the butcher slowly stretch out a three.

Seeing this, Lin Hao was a little puzzled?But did not speak.

"Could it be thirty thousand?"

Lin Hao didn't speak.

The butcher was very embarrassed and said.

"I was also from Shandong before my death, brother, you also know our obsession with career here, can you?"

"can."

When Lin Hao thought about it, it was nothing more than wanting more points.

"What can?"

The butcher was a little surprised, he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily, and he regretted that he wanted less?Shouldn't he agree so quickly, just like a boy chasing a little girl, you have to play hard to get to experience your own value.

Butcher is still immersed in hypocrisy.

Lin Hao's cold words instantly pulled him out of his fantasy.

"Why don't you want to?"

"Yes, I am willing! Of course I am willing! Even though the career is well established, forget it, my grandfather told me to give it a go and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle."

The butcher looked serious, for fear that Lin Hao would go back on his word.

After all, it also has dreams, but the salary of 800 a month makes him poor and stable.

But the butcher still couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

"Hey, but I have a bottom line for being a ghost. I didn't expect that I would slaughter someone, and one day I would become a lackey of human beings."

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Hao couldn't help frowning.

Also asked directly.

"Is forty thousand less?"

"What! [-]!?! I'm a big Cao! Are you kidding me? Brother! No, Daddy!"

The butcher was shocked, and immediately changed his words when he heard [-].

With a groveling appearance, Lin Hao almost fell to his knees.

After all, they are all ghosts, and no one has said such things as self-esteem for a long time.

Strength is what they value most, and money is the best way to improve strength.

Forty thousand a month, where is this boss?What a godfather!Great Daddy!
More dear than my dear father!

After all, even though it’s a career, it’s only 800 in the first month when it’s a small head, and it’s only [-] if you add performance and extra money in a year. This month is much more than two years!

Lin Hao took out a thick stack of Ming coins that contained the mysterious aura.

"This is 24 yuan, pay your half-year salary in advance!"

Seeing Lin Hao's rich and powerful appearance.

The butcher opens directly to the pattern.

What kind of morals do you need?
Kneeling on the ground in an instant, there was no sign of reluctance.

"Heaven above, adoptive father, please accept the worship of adopted son!"

It also has a bottom line for being a ghost, but the other party has given too much!
And among the crowd, a group of people were also stunned.

"Damn it, what's going on, the CPU burned me dry!"

"Am I not mistaken? What's going on?"

"WTF?"

The butcher kowtowed in gratitude, after all, the 24 Ming coins were enough for him to absorb this huge Xuanming Qi in a short time, and break through to the Street Fighter-level evil that he could never reach in his entire life!

[-] a month, I'm afraid that none of their Taishan executives who are ten levels higher than them don't have such a high salary!

According to this salary, after working with the boss for three years, there is even hope of growing into a city-slaughter-level evil spirit.

Thinking of this, the butcher couldn't help breathing fast.

That's a massacre class!
(End of this chapter)