"I’ve already noted it down."
"b(￣▽￣)d"
Wen Yan was at a loss for words. Reliable indeed, if you’re not ant to be an undercover agent, who is? You’re born to shine at it.
With that, Wen Yan felt he could now prepare a body for Zhou Xiaorong.
"Do you want a customized appearance or to pick one? I think you’re too promising; we might as well start customizing for you right now."
Zhou Xiaorong sent a photo; a lively and spirited young person with a smile that clearly hadn’t yet been beaten up by society, a university student.
This was the image Zhou Xiaorong once had; he indeed wanted his own look.
Wen Yan agreed to it, sent the order to Zhang Qihui’s side, and all that was left was to wait.
As for costs, they would definitely be settled between the Scorching Sun Departnt and Zhang Qihui’s factory.
His coveted dream was within reach, and Zhou Xiaorong was so excited, he didn’t want to do the Ghost Wealth God’s tasks anymore. Taking advantage of the ti when other Ghost Wealth Gods were at work, he returned to the square to start recording again.
He even morized unique features and special patterns of each small temple, making it easier to identify and compare in the future.
Even as a Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Sll, he retained his obsessions.
Wen Yan reported the latest intelligence to the General Director.
Other Ghost Wealth Gods might need to handle things as they arise, judging how to deal with them in the end.
But the guy from the Paper Money workshop was already on the must-kill list.
After the report, there wasn’t much left for him to do. Unlike others, he could take the Nether Path and cover thousands of kiloters in just ten minutes.
The remaining tasks required preparation – sending soone from Wudang would take ti, and other preparations needed ti too.
Putting away his phone, Wen Yan prepared to eat and took a glance in the yard.
There in the yard was a tent, and Chen Tao was sleeping in it. For two days, he’d stayed within Wenyan Family’s vicinity.
That night, he was woken up once by the cold because a piece of plastic blown by the wind tore his tent.
This tent was bought by Wen Yan with his own money and lent to Chen Tao, preventing him from facing any further mishaps.
Watching Chen Tao, Wen Yan felt sympathetic.
Given how things have developed, it’s definitely ti to achieve the goal; better bring Ren Yubao back quickly.
And while we’re at it, let’s finish off that Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Sll.
No more hijinks in the future. With Chen Tao’s full strength, when given the right opportunity, it’s terrifying—so terrifying it almost killed him.
Considering everything Chen Tao experienced, honestly, checking surveillance would never implicate Ren Yubao.
Further investigation of the surveillance showed it was purely accidental.
The sign falling was due to a leaking air conditioner pipe dripping water on the fra over ti, causing the already substandard iron fra to rust through. Add to that the half-skipped expansion screws when the sign was installed.
Given the combined reasons, that sign was bound to fall; Chen Tao was just unlucky enough to be there.
As for other things like cockroaches flying into his mouth, what can you say besides bad luck?
Chen Tao’s fortune remained normal, no abnormalities—just a streak of bad luck, nothing could be done.
"Bro, I know you used to have the Dragon Slaying Technique ready, but never had the chance to use it.
Perhaps during the learning phase, you even doubted what your elders taught.
Now that there’s a chance to experint, I bet you find it hard to resist.
But I still need to say, let’s try to take it easy from now on."
Chen Tao’s expression was complex, and fortunately Nanwu County wasn’t cold; otherwise, these two days would have been hard to bear.
"Can we bring him back?"
"I’ll go bring him back right away. I feel like if I don’t, you won’t hold up much longer."
"No, this ti it’s my own fault. If I hadn’t ssed around and added things randomly, the Heavenly Destroyer Lone Star couldn’t have been so powerful. I’ve thought it over carefully; aside from this, I believe I can manage everything else."
"Eh, bro, do you have other ideas?"
Chen Tao lifted his head and saw Wen Yan’s eyes shining brightly like light bulbs, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shook his head.
"No, nothing, absolutely nothing."
"Bro, is there a birth chart for making a fortune?"
"Don’t believe it; three parts fate, seven parts luck. Relying on this is useless; as the saying goes, bad ones work, good ones don’t, haven’t you heard?"
"Bro, tell about it."
"Things like wealth flourishing but the body weak, wealth star breaking fortune, they’re quite many, but again, no use.
You need to work hard afterward to strive for it; only then will the flas fan as oil is cooked, burning stronger and stronger.
Hoping for a good birth chart to win by doing nothing, gaining everything, forget it.
There’s never been such luck.
But on the downside, it’s much easier. Going downhill can happen much faster than climbing uphill, much easier.
Getting a complete opposite, fortune breaking the planning, sitting on wealth star, is very easy."
Hearing this, Chen Tao saw Wen Yan’s eyes light up instantly, quickly closed his mouth, realizing trouble.
"Right, right, just that, bro, is there sothing where if he just sits there, it’s like radiation, and nobody can make money?"
"..."
Chen Tao’s heart sank, his features scrunched up with worry.
How can Wen Yan be this ruthless?
The enhanced Heavenly Destroyer Lone Star wasn’t enough last ti?
"What do you want to do exactly?"
"There’s a big thing on my mind making uneasy, don’t worry, it’s definitely for doing sothing good. The kind where you can proudly face the Ancestor and say it out loud."
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