Chapter 308 Money That Can't Be Spended In One Lifetime

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Hope City.

Mowu Logistics Department.

Since the school got the qualification for expansion, I hope that in the city, Mowu people can directly trade their harvest to the school, instead of handing over most of them to the military department as before, and then the military department and the pills, Several major weapons companies were handed over, and finally handed over to the school.

The logistics office was also rebuilt from a large warehouse-like hall with simple decoration.

It was the first time Fang Ping came here, and he said immediately after entering the door: "Teacher, don't be too stingy, Mowu is not a small family, and it is necessary to have some energy lamps in the hall.

In addition, what should be decorated is to decorate the facade. Later, I will ask the people from the Martial Arts Club to bring in some things to decorate.

The tables, chairs and benches are all set up, otherwise it will always give people the feeling of a dilapidated house. "

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a chuckle in the hall, "Fang Ping, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are becoming more and more popular as the president of the Martial Arts Club."

Fang Ping looked up, and then said with some joy: "Teacher Bai, why are you here?"

Bai Ruoxi was sitting behind the counter at the moment, and said with a light smile, "The injury has improved a lot, and the logistics department has opened a branch. Everyone is busy, so I'm here."

Before that, Bai Ruoxi was seriously injured, and he had been recuperating for a long time.

Up to now, the injury to the internal organs has not healed, which shows how serious the injury was at the beginning.

The logistics department needs people here, low-rank warriors can't do it, middle-rank warriors are not enough for schools now, Bai Ruoxi, who has not recovered from his injuries, took over this burden.

That day, after returning from abroad, Bai Ruoxi broke her left lower arm.

At this moment, Fang Ping glanced at it subconsciously, then frowned slightly and said, "Teacher, is there no way to connect the left arm?"

Sun Mingyu of Wuda in Northern Xinjiang had his left hand cut off by Han Xu before, but it was reattached later.

Bai Ruoxi shook her head lightly and said: "It was too chaotic that day, and I couldn't find it back."

At that time, it was too dangerous to fight in the crypt, and there were a lot of casualties. Who would have time to find the severed left arm.

This is different from Sun Mingyu.

Fang Ping sighed lightly, and then smiled again: "It's okay, isn't the eighth grade reshaping the golden body? Teacher, can it grow back?"

Bai Ruoxi smiled and said, "Maybe."

The eighth-rank golden body powerhouse can reshape the physical body, but then again, how many people can cultivate to the eighth-rank realm?

Moreover, the eighth-rank casting golden body cannot grow arms out of thin air, and it will cost a lot of resources at that time.

Of course, if you have reached the eighth rank, you can still bear this idea.

Bai Ruoxi didn't say this again, and said with a smile: "You two have gained a lot this time, remember to treat you when you make money."

Qin Fengqing immediately said: "For sure..."

Fang Ping said with a smile: "On the ground, go back to the ground to treat the guests, the food here is not good."

Bai Ruoxi's smile became more intense, this guy is still the same as before, he is the most sober when talking about money.

While chatting, the fat old man came in.

Glancing at the packages of the two, the fat old man raised his eyebrows and said, "The energy is not weak, tell me the matter again, how did you provoke the high-quality strong and cunning."

Fang Ping said with a smile: "There is no rush, Mr. Zhang, let's talk about it later, and exchange the things first."

The fat old man nodded and stopped asking.

In fact, he is also quite interested in what these two boys have gained this time.

Not only him, other people went out, and the backpacks were not full. Fang Ping and the two came back with a big bag weighing several hundred catties, and there were many people who were interested.

At this moment, one after another, some strong men also came in to watch the fun.

Fang Ping was a little vigilant, he didn't want to reveal his wealth, why did all these people come in?

Seeing him like this, Xu Mo, who had just entered the door, laughed and said, "Change it to yours!"

I really thought we came here at leisure, Qin Fengqing carried a large bag with edges and corners, which seemed to be a book in the catacombs, so he came to take a look.

What's more, who dares to hit the ideas of these two people indiscriminately?

The weak are looking for death, and the strong don't care about these things.

Qin Fengqing didn't care much about these things,

Immediately began to take out his own harvest, first a bunch of medicinal herbs, then some energy stones, and then some miscellaneous things, such as smashed and squished energy lampshades.

"Luosheng fruit, sky blue flower, orchid leaf grass..."

Bai Ruoxi counted everything, slightly surprised: "Where did you two go?"

There are medicinal materials in the burrow, but they are not distributed together.

Moreover, the things around the burrow have been cleaned up by humans, where can I find so many medicinal materials.

Qin Fengqing said calmly: "It's nothing, a high-grade warrior's medicine garden..."

Everyone next to him changed color a little, did they really copy the lair of a high-grade warrior?

Bai Ruoxi didn't ask any more, but after calculating for a moment, she said: "There are 37 herbs, but some of them are not old enough, and you stuffed some randomly, some roots and leaves are also damaged..."

"Teacher, don't you want to deduct my credits?"

Qin Fengqing is also very sensitive to this, I am so poor, you still want to defraud me?

Bai Ruoxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, counted for a moment, and said, "The medicinal materials are 5000 credits."

"So much...no, so little!"

Qin Fengqing was pleasantly surprised at first, and then shouted: "On average, one plant costs 200 credits, so it must be more than 7,000 credits!"

"The number of years is not enough, and some of them can only be used for the manufacture of lower third-grade pills." Bai Ruoxi explained: "Also, you didn't preserve it properly, and your energy is losing..."

"At that time, there was no way to save it. I can't bring hundreds of special medicine boxes over there."

Qin Fengqing muttered, but didn't say anything more.

Bai Ruoxi continued to tap lightly, and after a while, she said, "The price of energy stones hasn't increased, you guys, 800 credits."

This time Qin Fengqing had no objection, but looked at Fang Ping annoyed.

This guy took a lot of energy stones from him when he was feeding cunning.

"Weapons... most of them are of E and D quality, 200 credits."

"Other sundries, 500 credits."

"A total of 6,500 credits."

Qin Fengqing was both happy and sad. The happy thing was that he had never gained so much. Even if he spent a long time with Wang Jinyang last time, he only earned more than 3,000 credits.

Sadly, Fang Ping must have gained more than him!

However, thinking that there are hundreds of books in her bag, Qin Fengqing is not in a hurry anymore.

This thing is also very valuable.

But at the moment, he is not in a hurry to take it out, let's see how much Fang Ping gains.

Bai Ruoxi asked, "You still have a lot of things in your bag, don't you want to change them?"

"I'll change it later."

Qin Fengqing looked at Fang Ping and said, "Take out yours and see how much it's worth."

Fang Ping was also unambiguous, and quickly took out a large amount of medicinal materials from the sack, as well as a lot of weapons and jewelry, and then took out a lot of energy stones from the marching bag, much more than Qin Fengqing.

At this moment, some fifth- and sixth-rank powerhouses present were a little jealous.

These two boys really made too much money this time.

"52 medicinal herbs..."

Fang Ping said straightforwardly: "I save better than Qin Fengqing, at least 10,000 credits!"

Bai Ruoxi smiled bitterly again, and said helplessly, "8000 credits is the most, Fang Ping, this is not the teacher's own business."

This is Mowu's recycling point, and she has no right to raise the price.

The fat old man also coughed dryly, "Fang Ping, don't make things difficult for Teacher Bai."

Fang Ping had no choice but to admit his fate: "Then 8000 credits."

"Energy stone... 2000 credits."

"good."

"Weapons, metals, sundries, count as 3000 credits."

"A total of 13,000 credits."

Before Fang Ping could speak, Qin Feng's eyes turned green!

He did the same job as Fang Ping, ran the same road, but he only earned half of Fang Ping's!

How can this be reasonable!

And Fang Ping, before it was over, took out some energy hearts.

Qin Fengqing's complexion changed again, and he forgot about it.

The other people also changed color slightly, the fat old man looked at it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You killed a fifth-rank warrior?"

This thing can't be faked.

Fang Ping nodded and didn't say much. At this time, talking about money is the most important thing.

"Teacher, how many credits are there for 4 grade 4 and 1 grade 5?"

Bai Ruoxi looked at it for a while, "The energies of the fourth-grade junior middle school are mixed, and the price is not high. Those who are above the high-end are 500 credits for the high-end, and 600 credits for the peak.

For the fifth grade, 800 credits for the first stage and 1,000 credits for the middle stage.

Here you are, two of the fourth-grade low-middle stage, two high-stage ones, and the fifth-grade ones are only the beginning stage...

Also count as 2000 credits. "

"One of the lower and middle ranks of the fourth grade is 100 credits?"

Fang Ping glanced at Qin Fengqing, didn't this guy say 300 credits last time?

Last time, the two of them killed both middle and low rank warriors.

Bai Ruoxi watched him look at Qin Fengqing, and explained again: "Qin Fengqing was sold to the black market before, and the black market was cleaned up later. It was set up by a cult. It is very difficult for cult warriors to buy these things. We are different..."

Qin Fengqing said awkwardly: "I didn't know that it was established by cult warriors, and besides, I also cheated the cult. Teacher, it's meaningless to mention this matter."

Fang Ping felt a little regretful, I should have known...

Forget it, if you want to do business with a cult, if you knew it was the stronghold of the cult, you would just go and grab it.

"A total of 15,000 credits."

When Fang Ping heard this number, he was overjoyed, but he was not very satisfied: "We have robbed Gaopin's nest in the Catacombs, and the total credits are only more than 20,000? In terms of money, it is only more than 600 million, which is too poor Come on!"

This is because the difficulty of obtaining credits is reduced, otherwise it will be less.

No one spoke.

It took two fourth-rank warriors a day to earn so much... Can a grandmaster do it?

If it could be done, Grandmaster would have made a fortune long ago, who is still making money slowly by starting a company outside.

The others didn't speak, but Qin Fengqing gritted her teeth and said, "Give me 5,000 credits!"

"roll!"

"You have 15,000 credits, I have 6,500, I took you there, Fang Ping, you can't be unconscionable!"

"I saved your life in the hands of the cunning, and I will give you everything you agreed to, so give it to me first!"

"Fang Ping, don't go too far..."

"Stop talking nonsense, can you make so much money if you go alone? You don't have any points in your heart?"

"..."

"enough!"

The fat old man yelled, interrupting the quarrel between the two, to save face, there are many strong people other than Mowu present.

Qin Fengqing looked depressed, always feeling that he was at a big loss.

Fang Ping came up with his idea, thought for a while and said to Bai Ruoxi: "Qin Fengqing owes me 50 million, just give him 5000 credits, give me 16500 credits..."

"I fight with you!"

Qin Fengqing didn't want to live anymore, so he picked up the long knife and wanted to fight Fang Ping desperately.

Too much deception!

There are more than 20,000 credits, and he only has a few thousand. Fang Ping still asks him to collect the bill. Is it humane?

Fang Ping didn't care either. He looked at his big bag, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you, I want what's in it. You know it yourself. I gave it to you on purpose."

"I brought it back!"

"That's what I gave you too."

"I ran hundreds of miles on my back, if you want to share, there is no way!"

"Then give me 1500 credits, and I won't get any credits."

"..."

Everyone had a headache from the quarrel, so Xu Molong had no choice but to interject: "You two, are there books in the Catacombs in your bag?"

"Yes, hundreds of copies!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, it really is, and there are so many of them!

Xu Mo negative hurriedly said: "Take it out and have a look."

Fang Ping took five or six books out of his bag, that's all he took back then.

Qin Fengqing had more, counted them, more than eighty.

Seeing so many animal skin books, everyone was overjoyed. Things like energy stones and medicinal materials are precious to individuals.

But for humans, these books are more important.

Xu Moling didn't say much, flipped through it, and immediately said: "You two, the government urgently needs these things now, and finally deciphered them, so I'd like to give them back to everyone, so that everyone can understand the Catacombs better..."

"10,000 credits, no counter-offer!"

Qin Fengqing opened his mouth like a lion, he couldn't gain less than Fang Ping.

Xu Mo was a little embarrassed: "Qin Fengqing, the government is also short of funds now..."

Qin Fengqing said disapprovingly: "We risked our lives to go to Gaopin's lair to search the house, and were hunted down by Gaopin. This is not too much, right?"

Fang Ping also chimed in: "Yeah, we were almost killed... General Xu, give me more, we will be more motivated next time, and we will take over all the old lairs in Tianmen City..."

Xu Mo was a little tired, and the fat old man pondered for a moment before he said: "Fang Ping, Qin Fengqing, these things are your own harvest, it stands to reason that the school should not interfere when you talk to the government and the military department.

But on this matter, the old man would still say a few more words, researching these materials is not for personal gain.

In the past few years, the government's expenditures have been too huge, including the source of funds for Mowu, most of which are government grants.

Now, you have the strength..."

Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing looked at each other, a little helpless, knowing that dealing with the government would not take much advantage.

But everyone is a student trained by Mowu, in fact, they are also trained by the government.

Books themselves are not cultivation resources, and it is useless for them to keep them for themselves.

Fang Ping thought for a while and said, "That's 5000 credits, but if it is deciphered, we need to know first. The research department needs to provide us with a deciphered document."

Xu Mo negative thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes, as for the price..."

"Not negotiable."

Fang Ping shook his head directly, it's your friendship price.

"Okay... Then let's go back and handover with Mowu..."

Fang Ping nodded, looked at Qin Fengqing, and asked, "How do you divide?"

Qin Fengqing's face was dark, "I have more than 80 copies, how many copies do you have? I will give you 500 credits, and I am worthy of you."

"1000 credits..."

"Don't pull it down."

"That's 500 credits."

Fang Ping could talk at the moment, and soon, the assignment between the two ended.

Fang Ping received a total of 15,500 credits, while Qin Fengqing received 11,000 credits.

Both of them were very happy, and Qin Fengqing was not so uncomfortable at this time.

Although it is still a little less than Fang Ping, the gap is not that big.

It's only a day, and the two of them added up, and the harvest is almost 800 million!

This kind of harvest is impossible for ordinary grandmasters. Unless the grandmaster goes to mine, the key is to come back alive.

...

Fang Ping doesn't care about others, at the moment Fang Ping is most concerned about the growth of his own wealth.

Wealth: 384 million

Vitality and blood: 1080 calories (2000 calories)

Spirit: 525 Hz (699 Hz)

Bone quenching: 177 pieces (100%), 29 pieces (30%+)

"Close to 400 million!"

Fang Ping was ecstatic in his heart, this was because of the credits in his hand, if the credits were sold... But now the credits are not easy to sell.

Since the school has reduced the difficulty of obtaining credits, the cash transactions for credits have decreased a lot.

And this is also the purpose of the school, hoping that students can be self-sufficient instead of relying on their families.

"In any case, the value of the credits is here. After processing the credits in hand, maybe my wealth value will reach 500 million."

At this moment, Fang Ping felt that he was really rich and powerful.

It's really a good deal to come to the Catacombs with Qin Fengqing this time.

As for Gao Pin's pursuit, when he met Qiao, it was all a side matter, as long as he didn't die.

Warrior, who doesn't have many enemies.

"By the way, there are still those people who want to compensate themselves 30 million..."

Fang Ping thought of the money he got from Pengci before, and showed joy again.

His wealth value is about to break through 400 million.

It's easy to make money.

Qin Fengqing on the other side also had flickering eyes.

Working with Fang Ping this time, he earned more money than he has earned in the past few years. Will you work with this guy next time?

The point is, working with this guy always feels like a disadvantage.

But the key is fast enough!

He and Wang Jinyang went down to the burrow a few times, spent several months, and didn't make much money.

"Looking back, I earned so much this time, it's enough for me to cultivate to the fifth and sixth ranks."

"Do you want to change it to an A-level long knife? No, A-level ones are too expensive."

"Then buy a leather armor like Fang Ping's? His is only rank five, and I'll buy a rank six?"

"Buy a few baskets of pills and eat them as snacks?"

"..."

Qin Fengqing fell into fantasy, imagining that he was holding an A-level long knife, wearing a sixth-grade leather armor, and holding a basket in his hand, all of which were pills.

There was never such a moment when he felt that there was too much money to spend.

The two of them fell into the carnival, and everyone beside them couldn't help but laugh. These two guys are really courageous.

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