Chen Rui is really bold, daring even to set his sights on Li Zheng.
Unfortunately, Li Zheng doesn’t need any Twisted Magic Crystal to purify and strengthen his Spiritual Power at all.
Because his Spiritual Power is sothing everyone in the Outer City looks up to!
Besides, to Li Zheng, Block 902 is just a transit point. When Mo Li returns, he will leave here with Zhan Zhouzhou and continue to the Blacksmith Shop in District 7.
So no matter what sches Chen Rui has, they’re destined to fail!
After breakfast, since there weren’t any high-paying tasks available for Zhan Zhouzhou to do, and she looked down upon those low-paying tasks, the two of them, along with one pet, lay bored on the table watching the passersby.
At first, they quietly discussed the races of those passersby, who looked like lizards, and who looked like hyenas.
More than that, they guessed about those who hid their racial traits with hoods, speculating why they wore hoods — perhaps they had done sothing wrong before and were afraid of being found by enemies seeking revenge.
However, as they chatted, both felt this topic was even more boring, so they fell silent.
"Sigh, suddenly having nothing to do feels a bit uncomfortable." Zhan Zhouzhou scratched the table with her hands, "I really want to find sothing to cut up."
"Experts say it only takes twenty-eight days to form a habit by doing sothing continuously." Li Zheng was also scratching the table, "I think your continuous battle career has beco a habit, so you’re just not used to the change. But don’t worry, experts also say it only takes three days to break a habit."
"Three days?" Zhan Zhouzhou complained listlessly, "How am I supposed to get through these three days... I don’t have a penny, otherwise, I could go to the Martial Arts Dojo and hire so sparring partners to have so fun."
"Hmm?" Li Zheng suddenly had a realization, getting up from the table. "Whoa, if you hadn’t ntioned it, I’d have almost forgotten we have sothing to do!"
Saying that, he pulled out a batch of canned Interdiate Cultivation Liquid from his capsule, "Why don’t you ask where there’s a Botanical Garden and sell these Cultivation Liquids door-to-door, then we’ll have money, right?"
Li Zheng needed to keep an eye on the Teleportation Gate and Mirel didn’t have an official resident status, which made her unsuitable for this task.
So Zhan Zhouzhou, being a fellow player, beca the best candidate.
"You want to do door-to-door sales?" Zhan Zhouzhou couldn’t believe it and pointed to her nose with her right thumb, "! Zhan Zhouzhou! A Swordsmanship heir of the Zhan Family from Zhejiang and Hangzhou! You want to do sales?!"
How could I possibly do such a deaning thing?!
It’s different from trading in the Matrix; you have to knock on doors and sell person-to-person!
No way would I go!
"Didn’t you say you wanted to have so fun at the Martial Arts Dojo?" Li Zheng coaxed her gently, "If you sell the Cultivation Liquid, won’t you have money to find a sparring partner... ahem, I an to find a sparring partner for training."
That sentence hit Zhan Zhouzhou’s weak spot.
Her face was conflicted for a while, but eventually, she was defeated by boredom, accepted the Cultivation Liquid from Li Zheng, and set out to find buyers.
Mirel suddenly looked up and asked, "Did you tell her the unit price of those Cultivation Liquids?"
Li Zheng’s face froze, "Damn, I was just thinking about getting her to do the work and forgot about the most crucial detail."
But judging by Zhan Zhouzhou’s performance in the Matrix, if she ranks second in asking for outrageous prices, no one would dare claim first.
She should...
Maybe...
Probably...
Perhaps...
Not be taken advantage of, right?
The fact proved just that. When Zhan Zhouzhou returned to the reception area at the Teleportation Gate in the evening, she was full of high spirits, her steps brimming with confidence.
"Judging by your look, did you have fun at the Martial Arts Dojo?" Li Zheng glanced at her with a sideways look.
"No one could match in the sa rank!" Zhan Zhouzhou said miraculously, taking out an Inscription Card, "Co on, let transfer the remaining money to you."
"How much did you sell?" Li Zheng also took out his Inscription Card and said casually, "That batch just needs to sell for not less than thre... whoa? Four hundred and fifty thousand?!"
After transferring the money, Zhan Zhouzhou looked puzzled at Li Zheng, "What were you saying about three, just now?"
"Huh? Did I say three?" Li Zheng began to play dumb, "I ant to say as long as it wasn’t less than four hundred and twenty thousand, we’d break even. I didn’t expect you to sell for three thousand more White Crystal Coins, which really exceeded my expectations."
"Hah, small matter!" Zhan Zhouzhou waved her hand nonchalantly, "Besides the Martial Arts Dojo, my family also runs a few businesses, all learned from my dad and them."
"I can see that, rich in literature, affluent in martial arts, huh? If you weren’t a little rich girl, how could you practice Weapon Martial Arts." Li Zheng glanced at the Inscription Card in Zhan Zhouzhou’s hand, noticing that the balance still showed figures, and it was a full five digits!
"That money wasn’t from selling the Cultivation Liquid!" Zhan Zhouzhou put away the Inscription Card, "I just won that at the Martial Arts Dojo!"
"Fighting on stage? Winning money?"
Li Zheng was sowhat stunned by these two words.
Does the Outer City really have such a business?
Oh right, the Outer City even has places like brothels and casinos operating openly; what’s wrong with the Martial Arts Dojo running profitable arena matches?
But regarding the arena, Li Zheng had only heard about it before, never seen it with his own eyes, and his curiosity was piqued. He asked for details: "How do they play?"
"It’s very simple; as long as soone sees you and wants to compete, you can propose a bet..." Zhan Zhouzhou began to recount the process.
It turned out that Zhan Zhouzhou couldn’t resist and went straight to the nearest Martial Arts Dojo after selling all the Cultivation Liquid. Coincidentally, that dojo was hosting an event today — winning earned you full prize money.
Usually, the rules for arena matches at those Martial Arts Dojos were: both sides of the arena would put forth mutually agreed-upon funds (amounts must be equal), then proceed to fight in the arena, holding back or going all out was up to personal choice.
Of course, if unwilling to die, one could concede and surrender, and upon concession, would be imdiately sent out of the arena.
The winner could only receive ninety percent of the arena’s funds.
For example, if one party bets one hundred White Crystal Coins to a duel and the opponent agrees to put forth the sa amount, they would give it to the Martial Arts Dojo for temporary holding.
After the duel, no matter who won, the winner could only take back one hundred eighty White Crystal Coins with principal and interest.
Out of the twenty missing White Crystal Coins, ten went to the Martial Arts Dojo, and the other ten to the Matrix Terminal.
The dojo that Zhan Zhouzhou went to today was hosting an event where the winner would receive the full prize money.
This ant the Martial Arts Dojo would not only forgo its own portion of the profit, it would also pay the Terminal out of pocket as a subsidy, all in an effort to boost the dojo’s popularity.
After understanding the rules, Zhan Zhouzhou signed up.
As the rules allowed her to only compete against opponents of equal strength rankings, even with the strong plastic weapons supplied by the dojo, she laid everyone from Outer City residents who challenged her in the dirt looking for their teeth.
When signing up, Zhan Zhouzhou cunningly didn’t fix the duel funds, starting with a hundred White Crystal Coins per match and slowly accumulating, until finally, challengers against her would need to wager thousands...
She managed to win over fifty thousand White Crystal Coins by thrashing sa-rank opponents, eventually getting kicked out of that Martial Arts Dojo and blacklisted from all future arena matches, banned for life.
After hearing about such a story that would only appear in ridiculous novels, Li Zheng couldn’t help but exclaim, "Damn, why haven’t I ever encountered such good fortune?!"
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