Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 603: If I don’t spend money every day, I will feel uncomfortable
at this time.

Outside the wing.

The eight ghosts and gods present fell into silence.

My heart keeps sinking.

Except for the blood corpse, which one of them is not the master of a famous ghost-level force? The rank is as high as nightmare level, and looking at the entire Hades Empire, it is also one of the top ones.

No matter in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, they enjoy the highest-end treatment: magnificent palaces, soft animal-skin beds, delicious meals carefully prepared by ghost chef masters, and groups of ghost servants and beautiful female ghosts serving them; these are their daily lives.

And now...

The current state of the emaciated ghost told them that all this had become history.

They had to live in small, smelly stone houses, squeezed on a dirt pit with a group of survivors who shared the same suffering, and had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in the same small house.

What’s the difference between living like this and being an ordinary ghost?
Even though all his strength was sealed and only his physical fitness remained, this treatment was too miserable.

Let them be moved by it.

I thought that this couldn't be a true reflection of their future. If so, it would be even more terrifying than death.

They couldn't accept such a future.

Subconsciously, they looked at their biological father.

If you are unsure about something, you can ask your dad.

Daddy... Jiang Ming said nothing, just chuckled, turned and left. His back seemed calm and composed, as if he did not have any negative emotions at all because of the words of the skinny ghost.

This behavior made the eight ghosts and gods feel moved, and the light in their eyes returned.

They followed.

Leaving this residence where ghosts and gods have become mortal ghosts.

On the road.

Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't say anything, the Sixth Palace Master of the Shadow Palace lost his temper first and couldn't help but clenched his fist and said, "Dad, don't worry, even if we have to sleep in a doghouse, we will definitely let you stay in a single room. With the combined power of our seven nightmare-level ghosts, it won't be difficult to do it."

"That's right. Normal accommodation costs only three gray crystals a day. It's just hunting three ghost-level distorted ghost beasts. With our strength, we can easily hunt twenty or thirty a day. Even if we need to stay in a room that costs ten gray crystals a night, we can afford it."

The remaining ghosts also expressed their opinions.

Although the future is hopeless, at least now, their strength is still at its maximum stage and they can live in a comfortable environment.

Even if consumption downgrades, that will happen hundreds or thousands of years later.

aside.

The blood corpse opened his mouth, as if he couldn't bear to break the current passionate situation, but after thinking about it, he reminded: "Everyone, don't forget, we didn't enter here just to survive, our goal is the inheritance of the Ghost Emperor, that is to say, in addition to earning the gray crystals needed for daily life, we must also accumulate a large amount of gray crystals to exchange for clues to the Ghost Emperor's inheritance, otherwise we will be assimilated here sooner or later and sink here."

Listen to this.

The six palace masters of the Shadow Palace and the Palace Master of Ten Thousand Beasts were silent.

The solemnity on his face was obvious.

They were confident that they could earn the gray crystals needed for daily life, but when it came to the huge amount of gray crystals required for the Ghost Emperor's inheritance, they seemed to be at a loss.

after all.

Tianyuan has existed for more than a hundred thousand years, and in such a long time there has not been a single survivor to gather all of these. One can imagine how harsh the conditions are to achieve the inheritance of the Ghost Emperor.

Not to mention that they are just nightmare-level ghosts and gods, even if real disaster-level ghosts and gods or even pseudo-emperor-level ghosts and gods entered, I am afraid they would be helpless.

They are still self-aware of this.

In this regard.

Jiang Ming was very interested.

soon.

He stopped.

"arrive."

Hear this.

The eight ghosts and gods behind him all stopped and looked ahead with confusion.

A four-story restaurant came into their sight.
There are two red lanterns hanging in front of the restaurant.

The candlelight flickered.

Another ghost dressed as a restaurant owner came up to greet them. His stiff face gave way to a creepy smile. He said in a faint voice, "Welcome, guests. Would you like to eat something? The ingredients here are the cleanest in the entire deserted town. They do not contain any impurities. No matter how much you eat, it will not cause stomach discomfort or diarrhea. It can also increase your chances of conceiving a cursed god. We are absolutely fair to everyone."

Just as the eight ghosts were about to explain, Jiang Ming had already walked in and asked casually, "If I click too many, will it trigger some hidden easter eggs?"

From the words of the skinny ghost, Jiang Ming keenly grasped the key information, that is, the buildings on both sides of the deserted town seemed to have other uses, but the participants could not trigger them.

He estimated that the triggering condition should be money, or gray crystal.

When the shop owner heard this, a strange look flashed across his pupils, and he smiled sinisterly: "It depends on how much the customer orders."

talking.

The restaurant owner handed over a menu.

Jiang Ming didn't even look at it and threw it on the table.

"Fry one."

Shop owner ghost: ???
He was stunned for a moment, as if analyzing the meaning of this sentence.

A good while.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Ming suspiciously.

"Guest, are you sure you don't want to check the prices? There are dozens of dishes on this menu. If you cook them all, you probably won't be able to pay for them all at once. If you want to dine for free, you've got a tough guy. As long as I tell you, the entire deserted town will refuse you entry, and you won't be able to use the gray crystals at that time."

Jiang Ming glanced at the other person.

Just take it out casually.

A wisp of gray mist appeared in his hand.

That is the source of the curse.

The purest cursed divine substance.

One strand is worth thousands of gray crystals.

"Do you think I'm short of money?"

See this.

The shop owner's ghost looked a little intoxicated. He sniffed and seemed to be able to smell the scent of the source of the curse.

"I haven't felt pure cursed divine substance for a long time. The quality of your batch of inheritors is really too poor."

Speaking of which.

The shop owner ghost paused.

Say no more.

He put a smile on his face again, bowed and welcomed Jiang Ming to sit down.

He waved to the waiter of the restaurant and instructed him to quickly wipe the tables and chairs clean, solemnly spread a layer of tablecloths on them, and took out his treasured fine plates and placed them on the tables one by one.

"Guest, please wait a moment. Our dishes need to be prepared on site to ensure quality. But don't worry, you will definitely get value for money."

Done.

The ghost owner walked into the kitchen holding the menu and began to shout out the names of various dishes.

After careful counting, there are thirty-six in total.

The ghost chef in the kitchen subconsciously thought that all the inheritors of the deserted town had ordered together.

after all.

These thirty-six dishes are simply not something that a single group or individual can order.

……

at the same time.

On the table.

A group of servants and ghosts brought tea.

Pour them one by one.

There were also several plates of appetizers on the table.

There is no sign of being eroded by the curse, and it looks no different from normal food.

The eight ghosts and gods sat down, looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Sixth Lord of the Shadow Palace said in admiration, "Dad, I didn't expect you to have divine curse substances. This way, we won't be short of gray crystals. If this strand of curse source is exchanged for the previous gray crystals, it will be enough to exchange for thousands of dollars. This way, we have the start-up capital, but... aren't the things in the restaurant too expensive? Even if there is a strand of curse source, who knows how much will be left after eating it."

"Leftover? We'll have to pay a lot. Dad, let's go to another restaurant before they make too much. This is a completely black-hearted restaurant. One meal costs thirty strands of curse source. Even if we put it outside, we can't afford it."

The Shadow Palace Master lowered his voice.

His expression was a little hurried.

Without him.

He just picked up the menu and took a look. There were 36 dishes, all of which were big dishes, and a total of 35,000 gray crystals were needed. This was definitely a scam.

Not to mention in the deserted town, even if they were in the Underworld Empire, they couldn't afford a meal of more than thirty servings of divine substances.

I'm afraid only a being above the Ghost Emperor level can afford such extravagant consumption.

The other ghosts nodded in agreement.

The buttocks are already half raised.

Be prepared to run away at any time.

Jiang Ming burst out laughing.

"Why, do you think your father doesn't have that much divine substance? Remember, you are my sons. Let alone a feast of thirty portions of divine substance, even if it's three hundred portions, you can afford it. Your status is different now."

Hear these words.

The six palace masters of the Shadow Palace and the Palace Master of Ten Thousand Beasts were deeply shocked.

Ripples appeared in my heart.

Although they have accepted Jiang Ming as their biological father and godfather, the time is too short and they are unable to fully assume this role.

And now...

Only then did they clearly realize how valuable their "big daddy" was.

So much so that their status began to rise.

Think of this.

Their respect for Jiang Ming has reached its peak.

The blood corpse sitting on the far left also felt a burning sensation in his heart.

He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to ask Jiang Ming if he would still accept a godson. He could also be a godfather, and he didn't need such high treatment. As long as he got one third, he could do whatever he wanted.

For a while.

The eight ghosts and gods were in a state of confusion.

There was only one thought left in my mind: hold on to the thighs tightly, if I could save some residue, I would benefit greatly.

……

In such an atmosphere.

Dishes were served in an orderly manner amid shouts.

The ingredients are varied.

There are leg bones, hooves, rib meat of deformed ghost beasts, as well as special Yin materials grown in the deserted town, which contain a thin wave of divine power...

Suddenly.

The entire restaurant began to be filled with a unique aroma of spices.

"Sir, all thirty-six dishes have been served. Please enjoy them."

The ghost owner rubbed his hands together, with a look of anticipation on his face.

There were also several ghost chef masters standing beside him, with a bit of brilliance in their eyes.

Obviously.

This is the first time they have prepared a "stir-fried" Manchu-Han banquet like this, and they are looking forward to customers' comments.

Jiang Ming nodded slightly.

Signal the eight ghosts and gods to start eating.

Subsequently.

He also reached out, picked up a piece of steak and took a bite.

The sticky juice filled the mouth.

With a unique fragrance with a sweet aftertaste.

of course.

This is not the point.

The highlight is the fluorescent gray panel that pops up.

[Swallow special ingredients, curse resistance +1. 】

See this.

Jiang Ming's expression changed.

This time the ingredients did not enhance the three-dimensional attributes or divine abilities, but they did add a resistance to curse.

As the name suggests, this is a buff that can resist the erosion effect of the curse.

Highly toxic.

Jiang Ming put down his chopsticks.

I secretly complained in my heart.

His lv5 plug-in [This curse is awesome] requires a higher quality curse to reverse and achieve a positive gain state, and this curse resistance completely weakens the effect of his plug-in.

For other ghosts with sealed power, this may be a buff, but for him, it is a complete debuff.

With his resistance enhanced, how can he still experience the poisonous curse?

I thought about it.

Jiang Ming tapped the table.

"Make me a new table. Oh, and use my ingredients. This is the processing fee."

Jiang Ming opened the micro ghost space, took out the various high-quality ingredients he had stored, and asked the ghost chef master here to cook a new meal.

He also casually threw a wisp of the source of the curse over.

Acts as additional compensation.

See this.

All the ghosts at the scene were stunned.

Especially the waiters working in the restaurant and the ghost chef, their eyes showed astonishment.

No.

What does it mean?
Don't like the food here?
This feast requires 35,000 gray crystals to prepare. It would be fine if you didn't want to eat it, but you brought normal ingredients and asked our kitchen to cook a new meal?
Why is your face so big?
Last second.

The shop owner ghost thought so.

next second.

Several ghost chefs in the back kitchen came up to him happily, licking their faces and saying, "Sir, leave it to us. Even if you want to taste the dragon meat from heaven, we can make it for you."

A complete source of the curse was used as cooking fee. To be honest, this was the first time they had seen such a generous, oh no, such a spendthrift inheritor.

But money is everything.

They did just that.

after all.

The other party gave me too much.

No hesitation.

Several ghost chef masters held the ingredients and started cooking the dishes again without stopping.

Shop owner ghost: ...

His stiff facial muscles twitched.

mad
He was a native of a deserted town, but he was helped by a poor foreign inheritor who used money to clear the way for him.

For a long time.

A strange look flashed in his eyes as he said, "Guest, I think you must have bred the curse divinity, otherwise you would not be able to produce such a complete curse substance. But... are you sure you want to give up this table of food? This table requires thirty-five sources of curse, which is thirty-five thousand gray crystals. Even if it is an inheritor who has bred the curse divinity, it will take hundreds of years to recover in such an environment. If you miss this time, you will have to accumulate hundreds of years to come again."

He was reminding Jiang Ming.

Point out that the other party picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons and did not know the value of things.

The eight ghosts and gods also looked at Jiang Ming.

They could vaguely sense that after eating these foods, the effect of the curse that suppressed them was weakened a little.

no doubt.

This is a good thing.

If they could continue to improve their resistance, they might be able to use some Yin power in the deserted town.

This greatly improves combat effectiveness.

It can turn the tide of battle at critical moments.

Jiang Ming waved his hand.

He said in a light tone: "Don't compare me with other inheritors. It's unfair to them. You just need to know that I have plenty of money."

(End of this chapter)