The Fourth Disaster: People become gods through high martial arts and gaming

Chapter 32: The Injury of the Gold-Eating Rat

"No need." Xia Ling looked at Lin Qi as he left and shook her head slightly. "He's just a small figure. Rhino meat of this level is simply not something that ordinary forces can obtain, let alone sell. He's just running errands for those forces at most. There's no need to anger them. If we want to buy it later, we won't be able to."

"Miss, what if these vagrants picked it up?" The Half-Scaled guard said somewhat unwillingly, "This is the meat of a crocodile-toothed rhinoceros. It would be of great help to you, young lady. If you could get a large amount of this meat, it wouldn't be impossible for you to become a warrior."

"I found it?" Xia Ling patted her jet-black tail on the floor and said happily, "Isn't that better?"

"Better?" The Half-Scale Guard was very surprised and had no idea what was better about it.

The rule of their Half-Scale Clan is the survival of the fittest. If the weak get the treasure, wouldn't it be better for them to just snatch it away? After all, they are illegal vagrants and are not protected in this regard in the City of Chasing Light.

"I told you, he's just a nobody." Xia Ling shook her head, speechless at the guard in front of her. "Regardless of whether he picked it up or not, since he chose to sell it at Phosphorus Fire, he'll probably come here more than once to trade. If this transaction is safe, he'll probably come here to trade again for safety reasons."

"On the contrary, I can't let my good brothers know about this. There is only so much meat. Instead of dividing it among so many people, why not give me one? This way, the chances of our family giving birth to a warrior will be greater."

"do you understand?"

As Xia Ling finished speaking, a pair of golden vertical pupils stared at the guard. The half-scale guard was immediately sweating profusely. He wanted to say something quickly, but saw Xia Ling raise her hand slightly.

"Don't worry, your family will get the compensation they deserve."

Suddenly, the Half-Scale Guard fell to the ground, spitting blood, his whole body twitching, and his armor disintegrated.

drop!
Cleanup process is complete!
On the other side, Lin Qi was also quickly carrying the battery of the tricycle and three sets of repair tools, and taking advantage of the night to shuttle through the densely populated streets.

After turning more than ten streets and making sure again and again that no one was following him, he returned to the Obsidian Martial Arts School.

"It seems that it's just as I thought. The gangs in the suburbs are not that stupid and don't intend to do such a deal." Lin Qi touched the 90,000 bits in his arms, his heart full of excitement.

In fact, he could have brought more crocodile and rhino meat for this transaction, but considering the greed of these gangs, more than 100 kilograms of crocodile and rhino meat would not be enough to attract these gangs in the suburbs and make them take direct action.

Secondly, these gangs doing business in the suburbs must be aware that monster meat is in short supply.

Normally, no one would sell it, especially individuals. Wouldn't it be better to keep it for themselves and eat it secretly? Only some big forces can get a lot of monster meat, and their people will secretly take it out and sell it to make money.

The amount sold will not be noticed by the big forces, and you can still make a lot of money. A little over a hundred kilograms is enough. There is no need to take the risk of less, and more will be noticed. After all, a monster weighs at least a few tons, so a hundred or two hundred kilograms less will not be noticed. You can still make tens of thousands or even more than a hundred thousand bits.

Taking this into consideration, as long as the person on the other side is not a fool, he will not do the thing of picking up sesame seeds and throwing away watermelons. Even if he knows that he is picking it up, he will instinctively bet that he is stealing it from a big force, so that he can have a long-term and stable source of meat.

Even if you lose the bet, you have only spent money to buy it. It is a business that is sure to make money.

Now that he has this successful transaction, the next transactions will be much easier.

It can even help to connect with the Phosphorus Fire Gang, making the future development of the Obsidian Martial Arts School much easier.

Outside the Obsidian Martial Arts School, the sky gradually brightened, and it was a new day.

"With these 90,000 bits, I can buy some building materials and hire some homeless people from the surrounding area to help repair the martial arts school."

Lin Qi looked at the Obsidian Martial Arts School which was only a hundred meters away, and had already figured out how to quickly repair the school.

The Obsidian Martial Arts School was enormous, covering a full 80,000 square meters, the size of a stadium. If ten players were to repair it, it would take forever. But if you had money, it would be different. The price for hiring illegal vagrants was very low, as low as 500 bits a month.

Hiring one hundred people for a month would only cost fifty thousand bits, but the efficiency of repairing the martial arts gym could be increased tenfold.

Of course, in order to prevent the secrets underground in the martial arts gym from being exposed, the hired vagrants only need to repair the exterior and walls of the gym, and the interior can be handed over to the players.

This way, it won’t take more than a month to get everything done.

Just a few steps after Lin Qi walked into the training ground of the martial arts hall, he found a pile of metal boxes all piled in the middle, almost forming a small hill.

"These are..." Lin Qi looked at the suitcase-sized metal box and felt that it looked very familiar.

"Master Museum Master, you're back." Ragnarok, who was standing by the metal chest, perked up when he saw Lin Qi. Without a word, he rushed towards Lin Qi and greeted him, "Last time you said these treasure chests would be useful to you. This time, we've brought them all here for you. Count them and see if there's anything missing."

"Move them all here?" Lin Qi was shocked after hearing this.

Are you confiscating the property of the One-Horned Gold-Eating Rat?

That is the one-horned gold-eating rat that gives aspiring warriors a headache!

"Well, we tried our best to move all these treasure chests here!" Ragnarok nodded, looking like he was about to praise us.

"Are you sure those one-horned gold-eating rats have no objections?" Lin Qi asked with a very bad look on his face.

The one-horned gold-eating rat has an extraordinary sense of smell for metal. Now that these players have confiscated the one-horned gold-eating rat's house, the one-horned gold-eating rat will definitely search like crazy.

Once they find the Obsidian Martial Arts School, those one-horned gold-eating rats can raze it to the ground without waiting for the White Feather Gang to discover them.

"Don't worry, Master. We've thought of this, too. So after we lured away those one-horned gold-eating rats and moved the treasure chest, we dug a waste canal and dumped all the wastewater in. The roof also completely collapsed, and the crack is gone now." Ragnarok explained with a smile. "When I left, I saw those one-horned gold-eating rats standing there, motionless, as if frightened by the landslide. Now they're all buried, so I guess they won't come looking for us."

"You... did a good job." After hearing this, Lin Qi didn't know what to say for a moment.

It has to be said that players are the most professional when it comes to killing monsters.

These players are fighting hard for martial arts gym points.

The one-horned gold-eating rat that even would-be warriors were helpless against was dealt with just like that.

I'm afraid even the one-horned gold-eating rats themselves didn't realize that they were just collecting some metals.

Not only will their homes be confiscated, but their entire families will also be exterminated.

"Master, please count these treasure chests to see if there are any missing."

Ragnarok pointed to the 2214 college entrance examination textbooks scattered on the ground, his words full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)