I Have a City in a Different World

A suitcase of banknotes should cost at least 100,000 yuan.

The face value of banknotes in this world is not large. The largest face value is ten yuan. For ordinary people, it is already a lot of money.

The currency used by ordinary people belongs to the kind with a smaller face value. Many people have never even seen such a ten-yuan bill in their entire life.

This box of banknotes looks a lot, but the total amount is not too high, but it is more than enough for crisis public relations.

As the factory owner was killed, these banknotes naturally belonged to Tang Zhen, but he was not prepared to keep them all.

Those souls who died in vain may need the comfort of these banknotes even more.

Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Tang Zhen. Even if he ignores it, there is no problem. What's more, it is actually very difficult to distribute the money to all the victims.

It should be noted that these workers are from nearby villages, and many are alone. If you want to know where their relatives are, you must investigate carefully.

Tang Zhen would never waste his precious time by dealing with this kind of thing.

Walking slowly to the dead factory owner, Tang Zhen recited a strange incantation, then stretched out his hand and pressed the other's head.

But in the blink of an eye, a spirit body appeared, it was the factory owner who just died.

Its eyes were very confused, but after seeing Tang Zhen, two fierce flames appeared immediately, as if they were about to transform into evil spirits.

As a result, Tang Zhen stretched out his hand and waved, and his body dissipated in an instant, and when it re-condensed, it had become a sluggish state.

The memories of the factory owner were continuously read by Tang Zhen, including the passwords and accounts in the bank.

When Tang Zhen turned around, the head of the factory owner suddenly burst open, completely cutting off the possibility of other monks searching for soul memory and then locking on Tang Zhen.

Gently punching the box, the ghost suddenly appeared, staring at Tang Zhen intently.

Pointing at the suitcase, the ghost immediately flew over obediently and swallowed the suitcase.

"Well done, I will reward you!"

Tang Zhen nodded with satisfaction, took out the special material on the descendant from his pocket, and threw it towards the ghost.

The spirit ghost was overjoyed when he saw it, he opened his mouth with all his might, and swallowed it with a gulp.

Tang Zhen had other uses for the two materials obtained from the descendant, but since he made a fortune, there is no need to be too frugal.

Ronald's strength is not high, and it is necessary to cultivate spirit ghosts, which can double his combat power.

Without the help of the main body, Tang Zhen had to find a way to become stronger in a short period of time.

What's more, there is a problem with the source of these two materials. Whether they are used or sold, they may be targeted by the spies of the Demon Conqueror Force.

Since there are many drawbacks, it is simply used to raise spirit ghosts, which is safer and has no losses.

After swallowing the two materials from the descendant, the shape of the ghost has changed again. The original body shape is like a child, but now it looks like a girl.

It has a stunning appearance, exuding a charming atmosphere, and it seems to be able to hook people's souls with the flow of eyes.

Upgraded spirit ghosts feed on souls, gentle but not rude,

Let people die slowly in extreme joy.

"If you continue to upgrade, I don't know what it will become, will it become a new evil god?"

Thinking of this, Tang Zhen chuckled and shook his head.

If you really want to reach that step, you must devour a lot of materials from the descendants. The question is where are there so many descendants?

Of course, if there is a choice, Tang Zhen hopes so, because the ghost is just drinking soup and licking the bottom of the pot, and it is himself who really eats the meat.

With the completion of the evolution of the spirit ghost, there is no longer any need to stay here, and maybe someone will soon discover the three dead bodies.

As the boss of the factory where the evil spirits descended, this death case would inevitably attract the attention of the Demon Slayer troops, but unfortunately, even if the other party had the means to reach the sky, they would definitely not be able to contact Tang Zhen.

For this, Tang Zhen has absolute confidence.

After leaving the villa area, Tang Zhen immediately changed his face and went to several banks in the provincial capital.

In order to prevent accidents, the factory owner has several bearer accounts in the bank with varying amounts of deposits.

Because of the secrecy of their actions, even if the demon-subduing unit investigates the case, they will never find these secret deposits.

Tang Zhen quietly took out the money, adding up to nearly 300,000, which is definitely a huge sum of money in this world.

Then Tang Zhen began to investigate again and found a suitable target, a noble baron with a downtrodden family.

Of course, about the fall of his family, only the baron knew that for the sake of dignity and decency, he could only secretly sell his property to maintain his dignity and decency.

Tang Zhen sneaked into the baron's house, and in the other's astonished eyes, he took out his gun and put his head in cold sweat.

The baron thought that Tang Zhen was going to rob, and immediately expressed in a frustrated tone that he was actually bankrupt.

At the same time, he opened the shriveled wallet and showed it to Tang Zhen, saying that he did not lie and deceive.

"Don't worry, I don't want your money, and I won't kill you either.

I will give you a large sum of money, and then you will use the money to do one thing, during which you will gain enough prestige, and of course you will be properly paid. "

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the baron blinked, feeling that he might be hallucinating.

How can there be such a robber, not only did not rob his property, but also said that he was going to give himself a large sum of money.

Unless you have a hole in your brain, you will believe that such a good thing will happen.

Looking at the expression on the other side, Tang Zhen guessed what the baron was thinking, and just smiled softly.

"Maybe I should introduce myself, I'm actually a robber, the kind that's famous in many countries.

I have killed countless people, and I have also accumulated countless wealth, even in a few lifetimes.

But when sickness hurts my body, I suddenly realize that wealth is just an external thing, and health is the most priceless thing.

I promised all my wealth in exchange for health, and then I met a powerful monk who told me how to exchange wealth for health.

As long as I distribute my wealth to the poor and needy, I can exchange for lost health and even a longer life. "

Tang Zhen said this, deliberately changed his tone, and said in a slightly regretful voice: "It's a pity that my identity is too sensitive, and I can't do it myself, so I chose you in the end to help me One of the executors of wealth.

You just need to follow my instructions and distribute the wealth to the families of the workers who have just been killed by the evil god, even if you have completed my mission.

I can give you 300,000 in cash, and for every 10,000 spent, you can get 100 yuan. When you do this, you can get 3,000 yuan in commission.

That's enough money to live a decent life for a long time, and it will also give you enough fame to bring more opportunities and status.

This is a sure-fire business, as long as you do what I want and don't cloud your heart with greed.

If you fail to do as I ask, but secretly smuggle this charitable fund, then you will be punished by me. "

When Tang Zhen said this, he took out a black pill and gestured in front of the baron.

He opened the baron's mouth, stuffed the pill, and forced him to swallow it.

"This is poison, and if you don't do what I ask, it will turn your internal organs into mud.

If you're obedient, the antidote will come to you when it's done. "

In the baron's eyes full of anger and despair, Tang Zhen manipulated the ghost to spit out a few suitcases.

The box was quietly opened, revealing the golden banknotes inside. As a nobleman, he had never seen so much money.

Under the stunned eyes of the baron, Tang Zhen smiled softly, dissipating like melted ink.