My players are grinding in the end times

Chapter 145 The Banker
Colossus Plastic Factory.

After Cheng Shaofeng left, Fan Dawang's face flushed red, and the feeling of being forced down by someone who pretended to be forceful was extremely humiliating.

Even the result after he weighed it made him very uncomfortable.

Call your men over.

"The Transcendent who just arrived is a little bit unfamiliar. Pull out the photo of this person from the surveillance, and go to the Christian Church to find out his details."

Fan Dawang is not a brainless person either. The reason why he dared to ask Cheng Shaofeng for a price was because he looked like a wasteland businessman outside. This precarious job can be tricked.

Otherwise, they would die in the hands of predators and mutant creatures outside, and the money would be picked up by scavengers.

Bringing unmatched wealth to those scavengers results in the death of the scavengers.

Therefore, Fan Dawang doesn't think he is cheating people, he is just saving more wasteland lives, so that they don't have to be trapped by money.

The investigation belongs to the investigation, but the goods for Cheng Shaofeng are still prepared in advance.

When a businessman does things, he should be more or less slick.

Especially for the Transcendent of the Christian religion. He knows far more than most ordinary people. At the advanced stage of Transcendent, it has completely surpassed the range that guns can deal with.

"He is a Christian Transcendent, what does he need so much plastic for?"

Fan Dawang was a little puzzled.

Shadow guard Cheng Shaofeng walked on the streets of Colossus City.

Thinking about how to earn some money for ammo.

His predecessor, that is, Cheng Shaofeng before crossing, never had experience in business in his memory, and he had never even been in the city of the Colossus.

I don't know anything about doing business.

He has a good thing that is a special product of the natural disaster base, but how to sell it is a difficult point.

While hesitating, a white car whistled and sped past behind him.

"Drip drip drip!"

Cheng Shaofeng was able to dodge swiftly, but under the influence of Cheng Dafu's body, he stumbled.

Stand up and pat the dust off your body.

"Go to the funeral in a hurry!"

A peddler who sold an unknown new variety of fruit at a stall next to him secretly pulled him.

"Shh! Brother, don't talk nonsense. I think you just came here, right? The ambulance from the hospital just passed by. In this Colossus City, the only ones who can afford an ambulance are big shots. Be careful if someone overhears you. Trouble with you."

The hawker looks like he is in his 30s, with an unshaven beard and a bitter look.

Cheng Shaofeng took a look at his fruit stand, and saw all kinds of messy fruits. He didn't know any of them, but he vaguely remembered that the forgiveness hat had collected several similar fruits in the four mountains, and they were all wild fruits.

It seems that this peddler lives by gathering fruit.

Cheng Shaofeng asked with great interest: "Brother, it is indeed my first time to come to the City of the Colossus. I hear what you mean. Are the rich people treated by this ambulance?"

"That's not true! We bastards, how can we afford this? Besides. Do we have communication tools? The landline phone in Colossus City, small households, who can afford it?"

Cheng Shaofeng wondered: "Wired phone? Why not use a mobile phone?"

"Hey! You are quite knowledgeable. You know the mobile phone culture before the wasteland, but how can you use a mobile phone these days? I heard from a down-and-out teacher that the radiation, energy, and magnetic field between the sky and the earth are chaotic. How can you use a mobile phone?" Sending a signal? A wired phone is the best!"

Cheng Shaofeng nodded.

indeed.

There is indeed a big gap between the air in this world and the earth.

Not to mention the ubiquitous radiation, the wasteland humans who can live to the present are basically immune to low-level radiation, but there is still some in the air, which can affect the transmission of wireless signals.

And more impact is... energy.

The free energy in the air is not like crystal energy visible to the naked eye, but a kind of imperceptible substance, like a kind of wave.

This kind of energy wave spreads in the air, allowing extraordinary humans to sense and absorb it automatically.

This is why Cheng Shaofeng has never seen a communication device in Yanjing town.

If one wanted to communicate with the City of the Colossus, one had to pull a huge telephone line.

And the phone lines in the wild. Scavengers ecstasy!
But even in such a complicated environment, the communication base station of the natural disaster base is not affected at all, and one base station can cover a super large area of ​​20 kilometers!
It's hard to imagine what level of technology the people or forces who built this base have reached.

Cheng Shaofeng chatted with the enthusiastic hawker again and got some information.

"Thank you bro, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free."

"Hey! Little things."

The peddler didn't expect to have a meal by chatting with others, he just thought this man was simple.

In the wasteland, there are not many people who can trust others.

Cheng Shaofeng followed the route of the ambulance, inquiring all the way to the door of a house.

A villa in the city of the Colossus!

Looking at the color, it is definitely not a remnant of the building before the wasteland, but a newly built one.

"Be good. This is a rich man."

Cheng Shaofeng felt that he had come to the right place.

The mansion is already full of people, and there are patrols from the city of the Colossus to maintain order.

"Stop! Irrelevant personnel retreat!"

Cheng Shaofeng was pointed at with a gun for the second time today, but he calmly took out a Christian badge from his pocket.

"My lord, let me take a look"

"Huh? Please come in!"

The soldier gave way to Cheng Shaofeng. You must know that the powerful superhumans in Christianity also have the ability to heal, but only a few of them can.

After Cheng Shaofeng went in, he saw the medical staff in the ambulance using equipment to rescue an old man with gray hair.

There are many people around who are waiting anxiously.

A man was negotiating frantically over a red landline phone.

"Let you Christians come and save your life! The old man is dying! What? The bishop and the priest went to the front. Everyone who knows the blood of Drago has gone out? How is it possible! The Transcendent has also comprehended. Has he also gone out to carry out the mission?"

"Damn!"

He dropped the phone to the ground, shattering it.

Medical staff have already begun to give electric shocks after conventional methods failed.

The chest of the white-haired old man rose and fell violently following the electric shock, and the data on the display screen began to fluctuate, but it obviously did not reach the normal level.

Everyone in this family showed different looks.

Fear, disappointment, panic, grief, peace.

Among them, two authentic Christian supernatural beings shook their heads.

Cheng Shaofeng could see the energy value of the two of them through the watch, which was only more than 500 points, which was very weak.

Not even as strong as the six people who went to attack the natural disaster base.

The two obviously didn't have the skills to learn healing. Seeing the look from the man on the phone, they could only shake their heads apologetically.

"Minister Zhuang, I'm sorry that we don't have the ability to help Mr. Zhuang."

"Go away! Trash!"

As soon as the man showed his power, the two extraordinary people left in despair.

They are the grassroots personnel of the Christianity, and they just come to check things routinely, and they don't have much ability.

"It's a pity if one of the priests didn't go to the front line."

"Damn! As far as Mr. Zhuang is concerned, even if he uses Drago's blood to forcibly increase his vitality, it's just a wind in the wind. He can't do without the priest every day. He is too sick. It's a pity that the Zhuang family is so prominent. Blood is not compatible with crystal energy, so I can only be an ordinary person for the rest of my life.”

"Ordinary people? In the city of the Colossus, power and money are the greatest extraordinary abilities"

2 people left the dealer's house.

The two medical staff who rescued him inside were already sweating profusely and their hearts were beating faster, but the old man's various values ​​were still dropping.

He also seemed to realize something, opened his eyes, and looked at the world reluctantly.

Take a long sigh.

"Fate."

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: "I am willing to spend all my savings to extend my life, even if it is only for one year."

Seeing the old man's return to light, the others also understood, squatting in front of the old man's ambulance bed, and began to cry bitterly.

"Well, it should be about the right time now."

Cheng Shaofeng looked at the smart watch, and the old man's blood volume was almost bottomed out. He stood up, and a ball of green light condensed in his hand.

"Let's go, let's go, the real doctor is coming!"

The sharp-eyed Minister Zhuang immediately recognized the Christian's signature medical skills.

"Blood of Drago!"

He hurriedly made way for Cheng Shaofeng to push the light into the old man's body.

The organs that had been exhausted were instantly lifted by the vitality brought by this energy, and they started to work again.

The old man's health recovered to 60, and then his life was recovering rapidly, fighting against the previous continuous decline, and firmly brought his life up.

At the same time, there was a layer of green energy shield attached to the surface of the old man's body. After a woman who didn't pay attention touched the old man's body, a hole was corroded on her hand.

"Ah! My hand!"

Cheng Shaofeng: "Don't touch him."

[Blood of Drago] will allow the blessed person to get an acid counterattack damage. Whoever touches his body will be counterattacked with 19 points of acid damage. If the touch continues, the entire hand will be corroded .

The white-haired old man felt the energy in his body, and felt that he had pulled back his foot that had entered the gate of hell.

Then opened his eyes.

"Is the priest of the Christianity coming?"

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief, and then dispersed the ambulance and others.

Cheng Shaofeng followed into the villa.

The old man's blood volume finally stabilized around 100 and fluctuated, no longer rising.

Cheng Shaofeng could see that the upper limit of his health had been reduced to 100.

That is to say, if the lesions on the body are not removed, the best state is to survive with 100 blood.

Minister Zhuang asked Cheng Shaofeng to sit in the room, and asked, "Thank you! Thank you for saving my dad's life! Young man, you seem a bit unfamiliar. Which Christian supernatural are you?"

Cheng Shaofeng spread his hands: "It's just a transcendent who admires Drago, not a member of the Christian staff."

"Then the blood of Drago? I heard that it can only be obtained through meditation, and it needs to be approved by Drago to teach it in a dream."

"Sincerity is spirit."

Minister Zhuang was in awe.

It is obvious that a non-staff can move that existence with sincerity.

"Thank you very much for your help. If you are not here today, we may regret it for the rest of our lives. Since you do not have the identity of a Christian, I will arrange for you to enter a Christian religion. You have realized the 'Blood of Drago' and are stronger. It will be very easy for me to recommend you to become a priest later on."

Cheng Shaofeng shook his head: "I admire Lord Drago. You don't need to be in the church to improve yourself through prayer and meditation. I appreciate your kindness, but... I don't like being bound by the church."

"Oh I got it."

Hearing Cheng Shaofeng's words, Minister Zhuang was not only not happy, but frowned, thinking about something.

Cheng Shaofeng didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly explained his intention.

"Mr. Zhuang, although I don't know your position in the city of the Colossus, but you know that your family is relatively rich, and you need money to walk on the wasteland. As a casual cultivator, I need money even more. If you want to thank me, you can directly give me some money to relieve the urgent need."

"Money? Money is easy to talk about, but."

He looked towards his father's ward with a tangled look in his eyes.

Before Cheng Shaofeng, he also asked the priests of the Christian religion to use "Draeg's blood" on his father, but the effect could only last for a while.

Especially now. It's already snatching people from the hands of the god of death.

Without the maintenance of "Draeg's blood", his father's physique would fail again within two days.

The priests and people of the Christianity can only be invited but not forced to stay.

But this person seems to be an undisciplined individual with no sect, and no one will uphold justice for him.

"I would like to ask you to stay for a long time. You can tell me how much money you need, as long as it can maintain my father's life span for 3 years."

Cheng Shaofeng frowned: "3 years? What if I say no?"

Minister Zhuang clapped his hands, and more than 10 people walked in, aiming their guns at Cheng Shaofeng.

At this distance, even an extraordinary person would have to die.

Unless the other party is a dead spirit.

"I'm sorry, my father really needs you. In order to show my filial piety, I have no choice but to make this decision. I hope you don't blame me. During these three years, I will prepare everything you need, even if it is a spar. I will provide it to you on a regular basis, believe me, my energy is far beyond your imagination, and with your qualifications, this is definitely an opportunity to rise."

Give a sweet date with a stick.

Intimidation and temptation.

In a moment, Minister Zhuang made a decision, and Cheng Shaofeng couldn't help but think. Did the other party already plan it when he used this skill?

But fortunately, his body is a shadow guard, even if he is trapped, it is only a shell of Cheng Dafu, and he can leave at any time.

At that time, the other party will think that he committed suicide due to the humiliation, and just change his body next time.

He has no ability to escape, how dare he come to Brother Fu's house to make money?

Cheng Shaofeng smiled.

"Minister Zhuang, you know how to avenge kindness."

The other party's face didn't change at all: "This is an exchange. I exchange my resources for your abilities. Three years later, you will thank me after you become a level 3 transcendent."

Cheng Shaofeng just wanted to pretend to agree, and then slipped away at night.

The back room door opened.

The white-haired old man who had just been rescued was pushed out by a black-skinned servant.

"Presumptuous! All withdraw."

Without hesitation, all the subordinates left in an instant.

It can be seen that the old man is the real ruler in this family, even though he looks sick and is about to die.

"It's very good to live a few more days. This accidental infection of the virus has left me with several things that I haven't finished. I should leave when I finish. Son, I have told you many times, our dealer never does it. You forgot about the act of coercing people."

Minister Zhuang, who was in his fifties, bowed his head immediately: "Yes, father."

Mr. Zhuang turned around and asked Cheng Shaofeng: "May I ask what your name is?"

"Cheng Dafu."

(End of this chapter)