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Chapter 93 Breaking records and creating miracles

On the banks of the Seine River in autumn, the sun is shining brightly, like a beautiful ancient poem.

The leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the road slowly turn yellow and red, and everything is golden.

Pedestrians on the road wore coats and held hot coffee in their hands, enjoying the warmth brought by the sun in the sky.

Dracula was leaning on the street corner, his cold eyes patrolling the flow of people on the street, like an ultra-clear camera.

His nose occasionally twitched, analyzing the identity of the passers-by based on their every move and body odor.

'It stinks. I smell the scent of hundreds of people of the opposite sex. She has slept with at least hundreds of people of the opposite sex'

'Barely not smelly, the smell of ten members of the opposite sex'

'This won't work either'

'Oh shit, this bitch actually crossed with a beast? '

'Oh my god, are there no virgins left? '

Dracula's heart sank as he excluded the passing women one after another.

He just wants to take a sip of the virgin's pure blood. Is it so difficult?

Not only that, but what about the black slaves walking through the streets with their heads held high?

Shouldn't these dirty guys be working hard in the manor?

What about their master, who allowed them to leave the manor without stopping them?

Oh damn, the world is definitely sick!

'No, I have to correct it, correct it bit by bit, and get it back on track! '

Dracula felt resentful in his heart, and his eyes continued to wander around.

'what'

At this time, a blond girl with blue eyes walked in front, which made his eyes light up.

He smelled the purity from the girl's body, she must still be a virgin!
"Oh, Darling, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Dracula stepped forward to meet him, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a familiar voice.

"Your dear, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

The girl raised her head to meet his gaze, became sluggish for a moment, and quickly recovered.

She apologized like a girl who was late for a date, hugged Dracula's neck, and kissed him.

"It's okay, let's go."

Dracula, who has extraordinary mental power, used a little trick to capture his first blood slave since his birth.

Soon, the two found a hotel and walked into the room under the ambiguous eyes of the boss.

The girl who was affected by the psychic power hugged Dracula's neck and began to bite it, just like a girl in love.

'click'

Dracula's eyes gradually turned red, revealing two sharp fangs, and bit the girl's neck fiercely.

The gurgling blood was sucked into his mouth. The girl rolled her eyes and fainted.

Girl: I thought it was a wonderful encounter, but I didn’t expect you to want to suck my blood?

"Oh? Is this the blood of a virgin? It's so delicious!"

"Listy Ribeiro, a British person from an upper-class family, a student at Newcastle University, came to Paris to travel"

"Oh, she actually has one-eighth of royal blood, and her ancestors were nobles?"

"What kind of bullshit nobles are nothing compared to the noble vampires."

The girl on the big bed slept soundly, with two fresh tooth holes exposed on her delicate neck.

Dracula closed his eyes and licked his lips, thinking about it endlessly.

He was receiving the girl's memories and soon found out her identity, which made him very unhappy.

Compared with the noble vampires, the so-called nobles in the world are nothing but shit!

Oh no, except the master, the master is nobler than me.

"I need money and huge influence!"

"The glory of my noble blood family starts with you!"

Dissatisfied, Dracula knows that he cannot fight against the secular rules now.

He can only use the rules now and actively integrate into them to strengthen himself.

Once you are powerful enough, you can make your own rules and become the controller and manipulator of the rules.

Dracula looked down at the girl on the bed, his eyes flickering for a moment.

"In the name of Dracula Sue, the blood baron, I grant you the supreme honor of a blood slave!"

He recited a mysterious ancient vampire spell and marked the girl with the mark of a blood slave, becoming his first blood slave.

Blood slaves are different from descendants. Blood slaves are the most humble slaves. They will willingly give everything to their masters.

Descendants exist for the continuation of the blood clan. Developing descendants is not an easy task and must be carefully selected.

"Dear Master, your blood slave Listy says hello to you!"

A flash of blood flashed, and the girl on the bed opened her eyes and kneeled respectfully in front of Dracula.

"In the future, you don't need to call yourself a blood slave in public. Just call me boss."

Dracula showed a satisfied look and said coldly.

"Yes, my lord."

Listy responded respectfully.

"Get up first, I'll give you a task."

"Do whatever you can to make money for me and help me find pure virgins. The more, the better!"

Dracula nodded and ordered.

"Dear master, the blood slave obeys your orders."

Listy responded again.

"Okay, let's go."

After the two exchanged contact information, Dracula sent the girl away.

Listy bowed and respectfully exited the room.

"This is only my first blood slave, but it will definitely not be the last one!"

After a while, Dracula also left the hotel and continued to look for prey.

The next day.

In the warehouse in the east of the city, Su Qing received high-quality grain seeds from the agricultural supplies company.

It even comes with a batch of promotional materials on various types of planting seeds, as well as planting manuals.

"It's kind of sweet."

After looking through the contents of the planting manual, Su Qing couldn't be too satisfied.

I just gave these promotional materials and planting manuals to Xu Huaping to facilitate her next purchase.

After putting the grain into his portable space, he changed hands and sent it to Xu Huaping.

Along with it, there is also a set of the Traveler's Three Gods Book purchased yesterday.

"Miss, I bought what you asked for. Please accept it."

After sending the supplies to Xu Huaping, Su Qing sent another private message on the way home.

"Oh, I saw it, little brother is so fast."

"I'm too lazy to ask about the price. This isn't the first time we've dealt with each other."

"Well, I'm so poor now that I only have money left, so I'll send you some gold."

Soon, Xu Huaping received the grain seeds and books, and after checking them carefully, he was very satisfied.

With this batch of materials, she can transform the Daqian Dynasty bit by bit according to the grand blueprint in her heart.

After thinking about it, Xu Huaping found a box of gold from his personal space and sent it to Su Qing.

She doesn't store her things in the warehouse. It's safer and more secure to carry them with her.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Su Qing didn't care. These grains probably cost him more than 300 million. Xu Huaping must not be stingy.

【Ding!You received a red envelope (1000 kilograms of gold) from 'Qing Chuan Xu Huaping'. 】

The next moment, a big red envelope popped up.

wow!Another ton of gold?
Su Qing felt numb.

Adding this ton, there are 2.5 tons of gold.

If you convert it again, it’s worth at least one billion!

'Hold the grass, will I become a billionaire? '

After doing this, Su Qing became even more numb.

"Miss, is this too much?"

"Is it possible that you want to support me? Haha!" A ton of gold is worth at least four to five billion, which is a hundred times the profit.

too crazy.

"Haha, I told you, now I am so poor that all I have left is money."

"You're going to cause trouble to little brother in the future, so just keep it to yourself."

After plundering the entire Jiangnan area, Xu Huaping had more than 500 million taels of gold, which was more than 200 tons.

In addition to gold, there are also more than 3000 million taels of silver, antiques, calligraphy and paintings by celebrities, and various treasures.

It has to be said that many families in Jiangnan are so rich that they have confiscated their homes and made a fortune!

"Okay, I won't be polite to you either. If you need anything in the future, just tell me."

Su Qing was right when she thought about it. The rich woman and I are not polite at all.

Afterwards, he happily received the gold into his portable space.

"Don't worry, I will definitely come to you if anything happens."

"That's right. You're welcome to hit me with gold, young lady."

After the two joked for a while, they disconnected.

Kyushu World.

Ziyang City, the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Sheng, who has an elegant temperament, sits on the main seat, showing no anger or authority.

Sitting below were all his subordinates, all sitting upright and looking straight ahead.

"Everyone, are you curious as to why I summoned you here?"

After everyone arrived, Wang Sheng said loudly.

Everyone looked at him without answering, waiting for his words.

"Wang Qi, tell me!"

Wang Sheng looked at a subordinate next to him, who was also his brother who grew up with him.

"To report to the city lord and colleagues, my subordinates have just received news that the Sifang Sect has cut off our food routes. Seeing that we have not messed up our position, they ordered the Baiyun Mansion, Canglan Mansion, Tianyuanmen and other third-rate sects to accompany the eight surrounding cities. Attacking us will destroy us! The situation is urgent, please let the city lord make a decision!"

A general named Wang Qi stood up, looked at everyone, and told some shocking news.

"What? The Sifang Sect is so overbearing, not only cutting off our food supply, but also killing them all?"

"City Lord, let's fight them."

"Yes, come one and kill one, come two and kill a pair. We in Ziyang City are not easy to mess with."

Everyone was in an uproar, standing up and roaring loudly.

Wang Sheng looked around, and no one dared to look at him, and then they became quiet.

"A fight must be fought. I, Wang Shengke, never know how to write the word "fear"."

"But how to fight is a science."

With a majestic look on his face, he said: "We not only want to fight, but we also want to win, and we want to win beautifully!"

"Shoot a punch, lest a hundred punches come!"

"I beat them until others heard my name, Wang Sheng, and they trembled with fear and didn't dare to mess with us."

"Tell me, how should I fight?"

At the beginning, Wang Sheng couldn't bear the suffering of his brothers in the same village, so he led them to rebel.

After taking over Ziyang City, he didn't have much ambition and didn't think about how big a territory he wanted to conquer.

But no matter what, if I don’t take the initiative to provoke others, others can’t tolerate me!

In this case, there's nothing to say, you're a bastard!
"Reporting to the city lord, my subordinates think that we can stop the enemy in advance and keep the enemy at bay."

"My subordinates think we can try to win over a group of people."

Everyone was excited after hearing this, and soon started discussing.

Parallel world, Xiangjiang.

Since receiving the first royalties, Wang Xiaobao has been working hard to copy, no, it should be the follow-up content of the novel "Zhu Xian".

With his hand speed, he can write fifteen thousand words every day.

No need to think about it anyway, just copy it.

The only shortcoming is that no one can find it.

Therefore, he shut himself up at home every day and devoted himself to his great work of copying books.

A week later, Wang Xiaobao handed in the first [-] words of the manuscript, completing the word count requirement in the early contract.

At the same time, he also received all subsequent royalties, a total of 60 yuan.

After returning home, Wang Xiaobao continued his great work of copying books and prepared to finish all the remaining manuscripts.

On the other hand, Editor-in-Chief Zhou was very satisfied after getting the first [-] words of the manuscript.

The next day, the [-]-word opening chapter of the novel "Zhu Xian" was serialized in the supplement of Oriental Daily.

The subtitle reads: 'Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs! '

The majestic title is really eye-catching, and it’s hard not to notice.

Wang Xiaobao got the newspaper, looked at the page, and was greatly surprised.

The content of the novel published on the entire page, from Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, to Puzhi's appearance, to the mysterious man in black, and finally to Zhang Xiaofan's coma.

Not to mention anything else, the fight between Puzhi and the man in black is enough to attract people to watch.

[The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder; the brilliant power of heaven is used to lead it with the sword! 】

Summoning thunder for your own use is simply too cool!
"I hope it will be an instant hit and I will have the confidence to raise the price later."

"Even if Editor-in-Chief Zhou, an old fox, can't bear to part with it, the worst I can do is find another newspaper."

“You’ve made a name for yourself, but are you still worried that you won’t make any money?”

Wang Xiaobao's first thought was joy. The words I wrote finally turned into prints. How great!The Wang family has made all the money for me!

Then, he quickly realized that he had been tricked by Editor-in-Chief Zhou, an old fox!

Releasing [-] words at once takes up so much page that the content of other pages must be sacrificed.

If he didn't have full confidence in his novel, Editor-in-Chief Zhou would never have taken such a risk.

In other words, this old guy is obviously very optimistic about his novel, but he is trying his best to keep the price down. How bad!

the other side.

Jiahe's Clearwater Bay studio.

Bruce Lee is filming the movie "Game of Death", in which he serves as the starring, director and action choreographer.

During the intermission, everyone was relaxing by reading newspapers.

After Bruce Lee finished arranging his work, he picked up a copy of "Oriental Daily" and read it.

It didn't matter what he saw, he was instantly attracted by the plot inside.

The unbridled imagination of Tianma, the Taoist method of controlling Tianlei for his own use, and the world view of the opposition between good and evil all attracted Bruce Lee's mind.

He even thought while watching, does Taoism really exist in the world?

"Hey, why is it gone? What's going on behind Zhang Xiaofan? Who is that man in black?"

Unknowingly, after reading the serialized plot, Bruce Lee still felt unsatisfied and felt itchy.

"This guy next door, Lao Wang, is very powerful. He is definitely not a new author."

"When I have time another day, I must pay a visit to Editor-in-Chief Zhou, find the author, and have a good chat with him."

Putting away the newspaper, Bruce Lee secretly decided in his heart.

It wasn't just him. The release of "Zhu Xian" was like a big stone being thrown into the calm lake, and the whole Hong Kong was shocked.

It spread from one word to another, and many people heard its name and immediately went to buy a copy of Oriental Daily News.

In just half a day, all [-] newspapers printed that day were sold out.

Some people even got into a fight over grabbing the last newspaper, which made "Zhu Xian" legendary.

On the first day, [-] newspapers were sold out.

The next day, an additional [-] copies were printed and sold out again.

On the third day, an additional 18 copies were printed and sold out by evening.

The book "Zhu Xian" finally caused a sensation throughout Hong Kong, breaking the highest record and creating a sales miracle.

On the fourth day, the front-page titles of major newspapers all changed to titles related to Zhu Xian.

Regardless of whether the matter is true or false, the title at the beginning is completely made up:

"Oriental Daily turned things around, and newspaper sales soared from 18 to [-]!"

"The novel Zhu Xian came out and caused a stir in Hong Kong. What kind of novel is this?"

"Who is the author of the Zhu Xian novel, 'Lao Wang Next Door'?"

"Rumors say that 'Lao Wang next door' once submitted Zhu Xian to Ming Pao, but it was rejected by the front desk. In desperation, he switched to Oriental Daily. I wonder what Mr. Jin Yong thinks of this?"

"It is said that the royalties received by 'Lao Wang next door' from Oriental Daily are only a cabbage price of [-] per thousand words."

(End of this chapter)