Lord God Investigator

Luo Feng ran away to open a restaurant instead of cultivating immortals, which brings tears of bitterness when talking about it. I think that in the low-level world of martial arts, he was swaying around and slapping anyone he didn't like. Now that he is in the world of immortals, he has to keep his tail between his legs. , which is also very frustrating.

As an investigator of props flow in the martial arts side with a focus on science and technology, the Xianxia side world is very unfriendly. Most of the props in his storage space are mortal objects, which are basically useless in the Xianxia side world.

In the world of immortals, any props that are effective for immortals can be called "magic weapons." It's hard to say whether those garbled gadgets Luo Feng hoards can be called magic weapons.

In the world of Xianxia, ​​technological creations will lose their effectiveness if they contain too many black technological components, such as palladium element reactors, antimatter engines, and nano-bug technology. However, pure mechanical creations can still work. This is probably the ancient Mohism. The power of mechanism developed by sages.

The most deceptive thing about this world is that if you want to fly, you cannot rely on aerodynamics. You have to tell your fortune first to see whether your soul is immortal or mortal, whether it is pure or turbid.

The light and pure ones float up and become the sky, while the heavy and turbid ones sink down and become the earth. This is the law of heaven and earth that Pangu created the sky. The world ruled by the three emperors is the same.

The chaos of the laws of physics on the side of immortals is just like the immortals who soar through the clouds will not fly to outer space and suffocate to death, but will fly to the thirty-third heaven and enter the heaven. There is no reason to explain.

When Luo Feng was squatting on the top of Gagon Mountain smoking, he didn't think of a way to climb Shushan Mountain. He could have released the Gustav Cannon from the storage space, got into the cannon's bore, and loaded several tons of high-explosive projectiles. Medicine, aimed at the suspended Shushan Mountain and fired a shot, one by one, it penetrated the soul.

However, generally speaking, the famous Xianxia sects all have mountain-protecting formations. Even if Luo Feng shoots himself to the sky, 80% of the time he will be stuck in the mountain-protecting formation, like a fly that hits a mosquito killer. With a stabbing sound, he was burned into a charred corpse by the magic power of the formation.

When Luo Feng ran back to Chengdu to open a restaurant, he thought of the saying "If the mountain doesn't come to me, I'll go to the mountain." He paraphrased it into "I can't cultivate immortality, so I'll let the immortal cultivate me."

There is a second senior brother in Shu Mountain who is addicted to alcohol. Luo Feng believes that as long as the restaurant becomes the best in the world, the Wine Sword Immortal who swears to taste all the fine wines in the world will come to his door sooner or later.

Most of the props in his storage space cannot be used now. The only ones that can be used are some yellow and white mundane items and a huge amount of materials. In other words, he is so poor that he only has money left, so he will spend money and materials to create a world. On the first floor, we will use marketing methods to quickly open up the market and spread the reputation of the restaurant so that the Wine Sword Fairy will come here as soon as possible.

Emperor Tian paid off. On this day, Luo Feng was doing some accounting behind the counter. A clerk hurried over and reported: "Shopkeeper Luo, there is a drunkard lying on the ground at the door blocking the door. I'm afraid it's... Another restaurant invited a rogue to cause trouble, and the guys can't lift him no matter how hard they lift him, so go and have a look!"

Some time ago, World No. 1 was competing with the Chengdu Prefecture Chamber of Commerce. Other restaurant owners also resorted to unforeseen tactics and hired some scoundrels to disrupt the business of World No. 1. Luo Feng could not defeat the immortals, but he was invincible in the mortal world. Wherever these urban foxes and rats could resist his fists and kicks, he beat them all away.

The Chamber of Commerce also came up with a way to ask the governor to deal with Luo Feng, but if it was a matter of bribery, who would Luo Feng be afraid of? After several tons of gold were thrown down, Mr. Fu Yin became Luo Feng's iron supporter, and the number one man in the world established himself in Chengdu Prefecture in a short period of time.

Luo Feng came to the door of the restaurant under the guidance of the waiter, and saw a sloppy Taoist priest carrying a gourd on his back, lying in front of the door. He seemed drunk and unconscious, but he had his legs crossed and felt uncomfortable.

Several waiters from the restaurant gathered around him, trying to lift him away by his arms and legs. Their veins bulged and their teeth were clenched, but the man didn't move at all.

The drunk Taoist priest seemed to be talking drunkenly, muttering: "Wine, give me wine quickly, with wine you can relieve drunkenness..."

"This beggar is so shameless!"

One of the waiters scolded: "The No. 1 building in the world is hosting a thirty-day banquet to entertain the people in the city. How much money does the owner spend to treat the guests? Now just a few days after the official opening, there are such scoundrels coming to ask for food and drink!"

Some customers who were blocked at the door helped to persuade: "You have hands and feet, and you are in your prime. Why don't you go to work to make money? If you have money, you can come to the restaurant to buy wine!"

There was also the idler who was gloating over the misfortune and not taking it too seriously. He sneered and said, "Huh, Shopkeeper Luo is here. This scoundrel is in bad luck. He knocked out all the teeth in the streets of Chengdu Prefecture and made them toothless." Tiger, this scoundrel doesn’t have much meat on his body, I’m afraid it’s not enough for Shopkeeper Luo to slap him!”

Luo Feng squinted his eyes and took a closer look, noticing how extraordinary the drunk Taoist was. He waved his hands with a smile and said: "There is not much else on the first floor of the world, but there is a lot of wine. It's just two sips of wine. What's it worth? Come on, give it." He has a jar of liquor."

The waiter obeyed the order and left. After a while, he came back with a wine jar, patted open the mud seal, placed the wine jar next to the drunk Taoist, and said: "Shopkeeper Luo rewarded you. After drinking, get out of here. Okay." dog……"

Luo Feng slapped the guy on the head hard, interrupted his words, and said angrily: "I asked you to deliver drinks, did I make you talk too much?"

The drunk Taoist picked up the wine jar, smelled the strong alcohol smell that hit his nose, and threw the jar out the door. It fell on the bluestone paving the street and smashed into pieces.

When the waiters in the restaurant saw that the drunk Taoist was so disrespectful, they all rolled up their sleeves and were ready to step forward to teach him a lesson.

Luo Feng waved his hand and dismissed the waiter. He took a step forward and said, "What, do you think the soju is too bad?"

The drunk Taoist held his chin with one hand, looked at Luo Feng with a smile and said with drunken eyes: "People in the city say that shopkeeper Luo is generous. He allows everyone to come and eat good wine and food after one month of opening. How come the poor Taoist gives him a jar of bad wine when he comes?" Just send it away?"

Luo Feng also smiled and said: "Now and then, when Luo opened his business, he paid attention to giving and getting, giving up first and then getting. Before, it was 'giving up'. The Taoist priest missed the opportunity and failed to catch up. Now it's time to give up." When you get to 'get', if the Taoist still wants good wine and good food, he has to show some sincerity."

The drunk Taoist was stunned, shook his head and said, "Your business is quite interesting, but I am a lonely Taoist with empty sleeves and no money to give you."

"Then I'm sorry." Luo Feng said with a serious face: "There is no benefit in heaven and earth that comes for nothing. If you take it for nothing, and I take it for nothing, but you all expect others to repay your debts, sooner or later the foundation of heaven and earth will be dug out if things go on like this." If it’s empty, it will cause disaster!”

"You, a businessman, have something to say. Are you saying that all things are innately related to humans, and humans can't repay heaven with anything, and ghosts and gods are clear, and they think about themselves?"

The drunk Taoist narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Feng carefully. His drunkenness gradually disappeared and he said coldly.

Luo Feng quickly waved his hand and said: "The Taoist priest has misunderstood. When talking about business, I am talking about the subprime mortgage crisis..."