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While Zhu Han was correcting the negative review, Chu Yang had already formed a plan in his mind. If used well, it might be able to continue the popularity of the card collection.

After correcting the negative review, Chu Yang checked carefully and indeed sent more than 500 packages of raccoons to Zhu Han.

After getting the little raccoon, Zhu Han was naturally grateful and said that Chu Yang was a kind man with a broad mind.

Chu Yang smiled secretly in his heart and wanted to see Zhu Han's expression later.

After getting the little raccoons, Zhu Han opened the card collection group and planned to find someone to sell these little raccoons.

However, he hesitated when he saw the card friends in the group who had received cash back showing off their newly issued cards.

Zhu Han is a serious fan of collecting cards. He has smoked more than 500,000 spirit stones before and has long been addicted to the thrill of opening bags. When he sees others opening cards, he feels a little itchy.

"How about trying your luck?"

Zhu Han's claws were ready to move when he thought that Huozha had finally come out after so many rounds.

After struggling for a long time, Zhu Han gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, just open a few packs to try your luck. If you don't win, sell them!"

Then, he squatted in the toilet, took out a pack of raccoons, and opened it carefully.

"Damn it, one hundred and one, what a bad luck!"

The first card that was issued made Zhu Han very angry. He took out another pack and opened it.

"Eighty-five, ninety-six, forty-three, twenty-eight, seventy-one..."

Zhu Han opened the bag higher and higher, completely forgetting the idea of ​​stopping in time, and started to open the bag frantically.

It only took more than half an hour, and only a fraction of the more than 500 packages of baby raccoons were left.

Zhu Han's face was gloomy, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and the little raccoon he opened in his hand was about to be squeezed out of water.

"It's over, it's all over now."

Seeing that there were more than a dozen packs of little raccoons left, Zhu Han deeply regretted it. He could have recovered fifty thousand spirit stones, but now there was only this little left. What's the difference between nothing?

"That's all, if a person dies and a bird turns to the sky, isn't it just tens of thousands of spiritual stones? At worst, we can earn it later!"

After regretting it, Zhu Han simply broke the jar, picked up the remaining dozens of packages, and quickly opened them.

I don't know if it was due to luck or something else, but after Zhu Han opened seven or eight bags, his body suddenly shook.

His eyes fell on the back of the card, and when he saw the word "一" on it, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. After confirming that he was not being dazzled, Zhu Han suddenly let out a roar.

"Ah ah ah, I got it, I finally got it!"

Zhu Han jumped up excitedly and cheered loudly in the toilet.

That's right, he fired the number one card that everyone was missing!

At this moment, Zhu Han burst into tears. He really didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to get the card he needed the most. It was just like bad luck.

"Rustling, rustling..."

While he was excited, there was a sound of footsteps coming from around the toilet.

Before Zhu Han could react, he heard someone outside shouting: "Who is making noise in the toilet?"

Feeling the strong pressure from the other party, Zhu Han's expression suddenly changed. Only then did he remember that he was in the toilet of a wealthy family!

"It's me, I'm the one who picks shit, don't get me wrong!"

Zhu Han knew that his roar had alerted the master of the mansion, so he hurriedly picked up two buckets of night incense and walked out.

Seeing that he was dressed like a scumbag, the middle-aged man outside calmed down and said displeasedly: "Didn't you come here in the morning? Why haven't you left even after noon?"

Zhu Han was hiding in someone's toilet and was lazy. Now that he was caught, he suddenly sweated on his forehead. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "Master, I am too tired to carry dung. I wanted to take a rest for a while, but who knows? I fell asleep carefully, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man is not stupid either. His spiritual consciousness scanned his body and he judged his cultivation level. People in the Golden Core stage would not be tired from carrying several buckets of excrement. Most likely, this guy was deliberately lazy and hid in his own toilet.

For such a lowly person, the middle-aged man did not show any pretense at all. He snorted coldly: "If you are lazy, just be lazy. What excuse can you make? I hate people who lie the most in my life. Since I caught him, I must punish him once or twice before he can be spared." Pass you."

Zhu Han said with a bitter face: "Master, please show mercy."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "This toilet is used by the servants of the mansion. It is cleaned by a dedicated person on weekdays. Since you are lazy and I caught you, then clean it carefully for me every day when you come to pick up excrement. Otherwise, I will Just report it to the Yexiang Division and let the steward deduct your wages!"

Zhu Han almost vomited a mouthful of blood. There were hundreds of people in this house, and the toilet was not small. It took a lot of time to clean it. More importantly, the toilet used by the servants was not as dirty as the owner. It was definitely messy. He went in. They didn't dare to look around, and they had to plug their nostrils with cloth strips, otherwise they would have to spit it out. Cleaning this kind of place really cost people's lives!

Looking at the threatening gaze of the other party, Zhu Han felt unwilling to accept the tens of thousands of spiritual stones he had earned for picking up manure, so he could only say respectfully: "Master, I will clean it, but please don't tell my supervisor about this. "

"That's pretty much it. Let's start cleaning from today. I've already memorized your appearance. If you dare not come, I'll go to the Yexiang Division to complain about you, hum!"

The middle-aged man gave him a cold look, turned around and left.

Zhu Han wanted to tear the other party into pieces, but now that he had the handle, he had no choice but to pick up the tools outside the toilet, cover his mouth and nose and go in to clean.

It took Zhu Han an hour to clean the toilet inside and out. After the steward passed the inspection, he fled out as if he had been granted amnesty.

On the way back to Ye Xiangsi, Zhu Han was playing with the card as he walked, feeling faintly excited. With this card, he had obtained the full set of cards.

However, as he walked, his pace slowed down. He had been so excited for a long time that he didn't even think that the other cards had been burned. Now he suddenly remembered that he only had this one card left. Zhu Han's legs went weak. Involuntarily, he collapsed on the street.

Bang bang bang!

The hatred in Zhu Han's heart made him couldn't help but slap himself a few times. Why did he burn those cards before? Otherwise, he could exchange them for one million spiritual stones now!

After returning to Yexiangsi and putting down his tools, Zhu Han dragged his tired body back to his residence.

The three bald men were also in the room. Seeing Zhu Han come in, they all looked at him with gritted teeth.

Zhu Han forced a smile and said to please: "Brothers, are you back very early?"

"Did you fall into the latrine? Why does it stink so much? Get out and wash yourself. It's disgusting!"

The bearded man held his nose and scolded.

Zhu Han hurriedly left, fetched water from the patio and took a bath before entering the room.

The three of them were implicated by Zhu Han and would have to be dungsters for decades from now on. Naturally, they felt resentful in their hearts. However, it was useless to say that the matter had come to this point. It was just that they were too greedy at the time. In order to extort heaven and earth, they colluded with Zhu Han. Being punished now is something you asked for.

After scolding Zhu Han, the bald man saw him sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, so he asked, "Why did you come back so late? What were you doing?"

Zhu Han raised his head and smiled weakly: "I wanted to be lazy today, but I was caught by the master and was punished by cleaning the toilet."

"Tell me, if you are lazy and get caught, is there any use?"

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes looked like he hated iron.

Zhu Han said helplessly: "I didn't expect it either. It's just that something unexpected happened and I couldn't hold it back for a while, so the master discovered it."

"What happened?"

Baldhead asked curiously.

Zhu Han took out the card and said with a wry smile: "No, the rare cards that could not be drawn before are now released after only a few hundred packs are opened. Are you angry?"

"Did you really pull it out?"

The three of them subconsciously gathered around and looked at the card carefully.

"Yes, I bought the Five Hundred Treasure Little Raccoon from Heaven and Earth today based on the good reviews. I originally wanted to open a few packs to satisfy my addiction, but I couldn't hold it back and opened all the hundreds of packs. In the end, there were only a dozen packs left. , I thought about not doing anything else, and just opened it and forget it. In the end, I only opened a few packs and took out this thing. Then I thought that all my other cards were burned. What is the use of this thing now? It might as well be Just tear it up!”

The more Zhu Han talked, the angrier he became. He held the card in both hands and was about to tear it into pieces.

"Oh, don't, don't, don't!"

The three people rushed forward and grabbed his arm.

Zhu Han said angrily: "Don't stop me. This card is meant to make me unhappy. I have to tear it up today!"

The bearded man hugged his arm and advised: "Why are you tearing it apart? You have opened hundreds of packages, and there are many stuck. Maybe you can still collect them all?"

"That's right, the probability of this card is so small. If you drew it, it means it's yours. Wouldn't it be against God's will to tear it up?"

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe also made excuses to persuade him.

Zhu Han then let go of his hand, thought for a while and sighed: "If you include this one, I probably have more than fifty non-repeating ones, and there is still a lot left. It would take a lot of spiritual stones to collect them all, but I don't have them." …”

The bald head thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he gave Zhu Han an idea: "There are many people who lack this card now. How about selling it directly, maybe I can earn some spiritual stones?"

"Sell?"

Zhu Han didn't expect this thing to be sold, so he couldn't help but think about the feasibility.

The bearded man nodded: "It should be able to be sold. There are many people who only want this one. Maybe it can be sold for a good price. After all, it can be exchanged for one million spiritual stones!"

Zhu Han was immediately moved. The card ranked number one is what all card collectors want to own. Unfortunately, the chance is too low and it is often elusive. If it were sold, many people would probably be willing to have it. Stone purchase.

"How about I go and ask if anyone wants this card?"

Zhu Han looked at the other three people.

"Try it, it's better than tearing it apart."

This is the opinion of all three people.

Zhu Han took a deep breath, opened the card collection group, sent a screenshot of this card to the group, and asked: "Everyone, does anyone want this card? You can exchange it for spiritual stones..."

The card collection group was having a lively chat when this sudden appearance of a screenshot of the card interrupted the group message for a moment.

Zhu Han stared at the chat box and saw that there was no movement in the group. He was slightly disappointed, thinking that no one wanted to buy it.

Just when he was about to change the group question again, messages in the chat box suddenly began to flood the screen, rolling up like a flood.