Chapter 3665 Fame and Profit

Lin Yun entered the city, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to a stall in a remote place.

There were few pedestrians here, so naturally no one visited the stall.

Because this stall was only for a few people.

A white-haired old man was guarding the stall.

There were no goods on the stall.

There were only two pieces of paper.

One had "name" written on it, and the other had "profit" written on it.

As long as you buy one of them, you can be directed to a place to go out.

Lin Yun walked to the stall and looked at the two words.

The two words were written in an ordinary way, and no one would care if they were placed in a busy city.

But here, you have to buy it.

"Old man, how do you sell this "name and profit"?" Lin Yun asked respectfully.

"Oh! The way to sell this "name and profit" is naturally consistent with their own meaning." The old man smiled.

"Please explain it in detail, old man!" Lin Yun asked again.

"It's like this. For 'reputation', you only need to pay for your reputation in the first half of your life." The old man said seriously.

"What's the reason?" Lin Yun was getting more and more confused.

This reputation still needs to be sold?

"That is to say, if you pay me your reputation, it will no longer belong to you, so your reputation will be at my disposal. In the future, your reputation spread in the world may be the bad reputation you have hidden, or even something I made up."

The old man patiently explained: "Don't think that this is an illusion and you can do whatever you want."

"When you get out... you will understand that these things have already been spread and circulated everywhere."

"Of course, if you don't care about your reputation, then you won't lose anything. This is a good deal."

Lin Yun shook his head when he heard this and said: "Who in this world doesn't care about their reputation, except those extremely shameless people."

"So, this 'reputation'... I can't buy it."

"Then how to sell this 'profit'? Does it require a lot of money?"

Lin Yun focused his eyes on the word "profit".

If money is needed, then... I can give everything I have.

"Of course, a lot of money is needed." The old man nodded seriously.

"Heh! Are these enough?" Lin Yun took out all the obsidian crystals on his body and piled them up like a small mountain.

"Not enough!" The old man looked at the shiny obsidian crystals like a small mountain and shook his head vigorously.

"Not only is it not enough... it's even useless."

"Because I don't take this thing."

"What I take... is the money you earn in Chijin City."

"It doesn't need to be too much... one hundred million is enough, just a small goal."

The old man pointed a finger seriously and emphasized.

"Small goal?" Lin Yun was surprised and asked: "Is the money in Chijin City easy to make?"

"Not easy to make!" The old man shook his head firmly again: "This place is called Chijin City, but it is not full of gold."

"A strong man can only earn a penny a day. It's far from that small goal."

"Ah... then how many years will it take me to earn it? It's impossible." Lin Yun was shocked.

"Yes! It's very difficult..." The old man agreed, and then said: "So, two guys came a few days ago, and they chose to sacrifice their "reputation" without hesitation."

"I think... the fact that they let others ride on them must have spread in their sect now..."

"As for you... I think you may not have as much black material as them, so... the value of "reputation" is much lower."

"But... I can also accept it reluctantly and give you a convenience."

"You can think about it..."

"No need to think about it..." Lin Yun shook his head firmly.

"I'd better think about "profit."

"If I can't make 100 million in a short time, then... is there anything that can be replaced."

Lin Yun continued to ask.

"Yes, yes!" The old man was actually a little excited.

"Of course there is... 100 million is the least I can earn for me."

"If you want to earn more, it's better to have other things."

"For example, a kind of mind technique that I have never seen."

"You need a mind technique?" Lin Yun was a little surprised again and asked: "Which one can make you more money?"

"Knowledge is the core that determines the progress of the world." The old man said proudly.

"Of course, for me... I don't care whether he makes progress or not. What I care about is money."

"A powerful mind... If I copy it and sell it to tens of thousands, the money I can earn is definitely not comparable to one hundred million."

"Moreover, the better the things are, the fewer people will sell them, for fear of competition from others."

"Of course, this situation also makes good things more scarce. Only when they are produced will they be welcomed by more people and willing to pay a high price to buy them. Otherwise, they will become common goods and we will not make any profit."

"Ha! It's really well calculated!" Lin Yun smiled lightly, praised, and felt relieved.

He must have the mind that the old man likes, otherwise, he would not say so.

So, he stopped answering and waited for the old man to finish.

"You have a particularly good mind. If you sell it, it will definitely be very popular." The old man continued.

"But... you still have to think carefully, because if you go out and find that someone actually uses your mind to attack you, you will lose a lot."

"It doesn't matter! In this world... there are many things that countless people know, but... in the end, they are divided into different levels. If my understanding of this mind is indeed not as good as others, then it is normal to lose." Lin Yun said confidently.

"And losing proves that I do have limited control over this mind. Naturally, I will abandon it and learn something more suitable for me. Isn't it also a kind of progress?"

"Good! Courageous!" The old man applauded.

Then, he picked up the paper with the word "li" and turned it over.

Lin Yun was surprised to see the content on the back.

It was the complete "Leimu Sword" mind, and it was perfect and complete with the original version he saw.

After all, he also added a lot of his own understanding to it, and there were many invisible things that were difficult to describe and could not be copied hidden in it.

"I didn't expect... when I was performing it in front, you had already restored it." Lin Yun smiled helplessly.

"Brother, it's irrelevant to discuss the source now. You just need to know that if they get the good stuff inside first, there will be no share for you." The old man urged with a smile.

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