Weird apocalypse: Spend money on ghosts and get a 10,000x return

As soon as this discovery came out, many middle-class families immediately panicked.

They are accustomed to high consumption and have a very high quality of life. They even hire other evil spirits to complete strange tasks, and they live a free and easy life.

Because there is enough income from ghost money to support it.

Having no income for three consecutive months was a huge blow to them!

"Quick! Go and find out what the reason is!" A middle-class ghost roared loudly.

They cannot accept this result and must get to the bottom of it.

Their cohesion was also enormous, and they organized themselves into a federation to conduct investigations in a very short period of time.

Nineteen days later, an investigation meeting was held, and the president of the federation said in a serious voice.

"The reason has been found out. It was Chu Yang who did it. He united all the low-level treacherous people and refused to spend money anywhere."

"How is it possible? If those low-level evildoers don't consume them, how will they survive?" One of the evildoers asked in disbelief.

"Because Chu Yang bought all their daily necessities. Thirty million low-level monsters, all bought!" said the president of the federation heavily.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

The foreheads of these middle-class monsters were covered with cold sweat and their limbs were burning.

True...false?

One person bought up all the living supplies for the low-level monsters for nearly four months?

Assuming that a low-level evil spirit consumes at least ten ghost coins a day, 30 million low-level evil spirits will consume 300 million ghost coins a day.

Nine billion ghost money a month, thirty-six billion ghost money in four months.

Just thinking about this astronomical figure makes them feel like they are about to be crushed.

"Does Chu Yang have such financial resources?" a middle-class person asked in disbelief.

"He dares to go against Wusheng Insurance, what do you think?" The president glanced at this fierce and strange man.

"Even if he does, why would he target us? We have no grudge against him! Could it be that he, a human being, wants to unify Yunming City?" Li Gui continued to ask.

"Maybe he really has this idea."

"In fact, Chu Yang is not targeting us. He is targeting a quarter of the middle and high-level business owners in Yunming City."

"Because we are the main consumer group in the middle and high-end industries!"

The president spoke slowly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the ghosts became extremely absurd.

Could this be the legendary fight between gods and disaster for mortals?

This is not the way to suffer misfortune.

"What should I do? I really don't accept it." You Ligui clenched his fists.

"How about we go and kill Chu Yang?" There was a fierce murderous intent boiling in his heart.

"It's best to give up this idea."

"Chu Yang is accompanied by a wandering Gui Hou. This is only the third time the strange apocalypse has arrived. The number of Gui Hous can be counted on one hand. We don't even have many Gui Hous. What can we use to fight him?"

The president paused after finishing his words and continued, "One more thing. You all know the famous Lone-legged Ghostly Marquis, right? He had set his sights on Chu Yang's industrial wealth, but ended up being trapped in an area and stopped thinking."

The president's few words made Li Gui, who was present, feel despair.

"Why is he so rich? Is he the son of the Supreme Mingxing?" a fierce and strange person asked.

The ghosts' expressions changed.

It seems to make sense. If he is not the Supreme Master Mingxing, why is he so rich?

He threw away hundreds of billions of dollars at will, and fought against all the middle-class families in Yunming by himself.

"Are we just going to sit there and watch and do nothing?"

"President, your information channels are wider than ours. Do you have any ideas?"

The Li Gui present looked at the president with hope.

The president smiled bitterly: "What else can we do? We can just go and beg him. After all, Chu Yang's target is not us. As long as we promise not to consume in that quarter of the mid- to high-end industries, he should let us go."

"Impossible! We are noble Li Gui, why should we beg a human being for help!" A hot-tempered Li Gui cursed angrily.

"Why?" The president looked at this bad-tempered and cunning man as if he were a fool, and laughed.

"It seems like you've been living in peace for so long that you've forgotten where this place is."

"This is a weird apocalypse!"

"Don't think that just because this is the third time something strange has happened and you've had a good time, it means it will continue like this."

"When the fourth strange apocalypse comes, the land will be full of strange lords and the strange generals will revive. When the fifth strange apocalypse comes, the strange generals will be everywhere and the strange king will descend. You and I will have no good days."

The president's cold words rang like an alarm bell in everyone's hearts.

On this day, they truly experienced the cruelty of the strange end of the world.

...

"Boss, the matter has been resolved. All the ideas that need to be instilled have been instilled."

Senior executives of Da Chu Insurance.

The president was bowing and nodding in front of Chu Yang.

"Have you checked how many middle-class families there are in the entire Yunming City?" Chu Yang asked.

“There are about one million households, some of which own medium-sized industries, and the vast majority of them are senior executives in medium and high-end industries,” said the president.

"Okay, now that I've unified the lower levels of Yunming City, it's time to unify the middle levels of Yunming City."

Chu Yang showed an impatient look.

The pace of unification must be accelerated, otherwise it will be difficult to withstand the subsequent attacks from Wusheng Insurance.

"Okay, then I'll let them gather at the big pit in Xingyun Tower!" said the president.

"Go."

...

The huge pit of the Starfall Tower seemed very empty with a million fierce monsters in it.

Chu Yang stood at the top, looking down at the pit.

Looking around, everyone saw looks of indignation.

"Since you are gathered here, does that mean you are about to give up?" Chu Yang asked calmly.

Wu Gui responded that if they didn't have something to ask for, they would have pointed at Chu Yang and cursed him long ago.

"I just want to ask one question, do you want to continue living a middle-class life?" Chu Yang continued to ask.

The ghosts nodded.

"Very good. I only have one request now. Those who have properties should transfer them all to me. Those who are middle- to high-income executives should resign and join my group."

"I can guarantee that your life will not change at all and will be even more carefree than before." Chu Yang said solemnly.

Such large-scale acquisitions and recruitments will consume a large amount of ghost money.

It’s a pity that Chu Yang lacks everything except ghost money.

The evildoers looked at Chu Yang in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.

They are not like those low-level villains who will bow and scrape when given some food.

I can live so well without following Chu Yang, and I can live so well following Chu Yang. If that’s the case, why should I follow him?

"Why?" asked a grumpy man.

"Because I'm better than you, it's that simple."

Chu Yang sneered and continued, "If anyone dares to refuse, I will declare you bankrupt."

"Besides, it's your honor to follow me. Do you know who I am?"