Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

The laugh came from a burly man with red hair and a beard.

In the lively festival where people come and go, his presence is extremely conspicuous. People are watching him sitting in front of a somewhat rough table, putting his arms on the table and making an arm-wrestling posture.

His opponents were two young men with some physique.

They each used their hands to break the strong man's arm. Even though they had exerted all their strength until the veins on their foreheads burst out, and they even stood up and used their own weight to increase the pressure, it was still useless.

The strong man's hands stood on the table like a sculpture, and he even had a leisurely chat and laugh:

"Haha, your strength is not bad. Among the guys I met today, you can undoubtedly be ranked in the top five. But just relying on this to get one million is far from enough.

"Ah ah ah--!!!"

Hearing this, the two youths felt that the blue veins on their foreheads became more obvious, because their heads were flushed red due to the overloaded force, but even so, it was completely useless

In the end, the strong man neatly knocked them down ~.

soon,

Standing behind the burly man, a young man who looked a bit vulnerable stood up, and he turned to the surrounding people.

"Okay——! Is there anyone else who wants to continue to challenge? There is no need to break the strong man's wrist. The rule is that you can use both hands. As long as you can make him move a little bit, you will get a one million bonus!! "

The content of the teenager's yelling can be said to be exciting.

But the onlookers, after witnessing several failures to challenge the War Practitioner, no one stepped forward in the end.

And because there was no excitement to watch for a long time, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed...

Seeing this, the boy...that is, Weber Velvet couldn't help but complained to his own followers:

"That's why I've said it all, let you put in more water, even if the acting is a bit more difficult."

"What stupid things are you talking about? This king will not do what such a sinister villain would do."

"You still have the face to say——! If you didn't spend all my money on some messy things, how could I do this kind of thing to earn travel expenses!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Looking at the gnashing of teeth of the own Master and the own courtiers, the King of Conquerors couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It was his burst of laughter that attracted the attention of Fang Mingjing and others.

"Ah, the King of Conquerors?"

"Huh? It's you guys, from the Caster team, and Berserker is also there..."

Hearing the surprised voice of Seshoin Kiara, Yi Skandar couldn't help being surprised, when his master showed a flustered expression for a moment, the strong man had already laughed: "Interesting, I didn't expect to be here Meet, it seems that everyone is enjoying the life of this era.

"What are you doing?" Fang Mingjing asked curiously.

"Of course it is to make money. In modern society, without money, it is impossible to move an inch. This king has already fully understood this in just a few days."

...as long as the arm wrestling can visibly shake your arm, can you get a bonus of one million yen?"

Minamoto Raimitsu seemed interested.

Although it can't be seen from the surface, Minamoto Raimitsu is actually quite confident in her own power. After all, as a follower, she is an existence of A-level muscle strength, and can almost be said to stand at the apex of all heroic spirits.

When the King of Conquerors and his Master heard this, their expressions immediately changed.

"Uh... don't you guys want to participate too?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course we did! We never thought that we would have to compete with the followers in this event! — By the way, even now, our net worth is only 300,000 yuan, and we can't afford a million dollars at all..."

When it came to his travel expenses back to England and future life expenses, Weber even ignored the fact that the opponent was the winner of the Holy Grail War at this moment.

0…Ask for flowers O………

However, three hundred thousand...

Even the mere Rider team is richer than himself. Thinking of this, Fang Mingjing couldn't help feeling depressed.

Although he was depressed, Fang Mingjing didn't think about letting Shashengyuan or Lai Guang's mother wrestle with each other's arms.

"However, using the power of followers to make money seems to be a pretty good idea." Yuan Laiguang pointed his chin with his slender index finger.

"What to do?"

"How about setting up a booth for so-called divination or psychological counseling?"

Seseiin Kiara proposed with a strange smile.

When it comes to psychological counseling, Saseiin Kiara does have the professional ability in this area. In the event plot of fgo, she used to be a special psychiatrist for a certain facility.

However, Kiara as the psychiatrist... As a result, the whole facility was played without any accident, and the protagonist team who didn't know anything at the beginning was played around by her.

"No, it's too dangerous for the Killing Academy to do this, and it will definitely cause big problems."

"Little Master, this is a prejudice. The so-called being in the clear stream should follow the clear stream. You must know that I have been restraining myself since I was summoned by you?"

"It just doesn't work, and if we open a booth, Killing House won't be able to play with me."

...... Ah, I always feel that the last sentence is the key point. "Magic Bodhisattva was subtly pleased.

"Hmph, why don't I go buy scratch-offs."

Fang Mingjing finally chose the most reliable method.

However,

After he spoke like this, Minamoto Larimitsu immediately showed a serious expression, raised an index finger in front of him and said:

"No, this is gambling, it's not allowed.

Eh………

So what can I do with the remaining 10,000 yen?