Funeral

Li Yao was puzzled.

Why does everyone look like they want to say something but can't? He asked in the group chat, "Can't I ask?"

Sword Holder Lu Xingshen: "It's not that it's impossible... it's just that we usually chat privately, and it's rare to see someone as frank as you."

Why hide making money? Li Yao was a little puzzled.

But it soon dawned on me.

The Wallfacers were, in essence, an organization under the guise of officialdom. Although they were not officially Wallfacers and their name was unlikely to appear in government registers, they certainly had internal disciplinary and supervisory bodies.

After all, this is an institution with a great deal of privilege.

It's hard to guarantee that some people won't abuse their public office for personal gain.

certainly,

As long as it's not too outrageous, people usually turn a blind eye. Like last time, it actually violated the rules in some ways, but it would benefit everyone, so we did it.

Old Man Lu wasn't used to being so direct, so he messaged Li Yao privately:

"We can set up channels for you, but Xiao Li, you have to promise me that these potions will be supplied to us Wallfacers first, and we'll take a cut of every successful transaction! Is that okay?"

The Wallfacers can't have worked for nothing!

As for the price, we can inflate it a bit; we have no qualms about ripping off old Old Man Lu.

That's one way to do it.

From a business perspective, this means Li Yao won't earn much money, and he'll be very tired! After thinking for a moment, Li Yao replied, "The production of potions is actually not very large. This time, I used a lot of my personal time to prepare so many potions for you."

Three hundred vials of medicine!

Even with Li Shishi's modern Cultivation Base and Shuisheng as support, Li Yao was still exhausted.

Therefore, we definitely can't do it like that in the future.

Li Yao sells medicine to make money, and he wants to make money so that he and the people around him can live better lives, and so that he can help Lin Xiaowei if she ever needs anything.

It's not about turning to hard labor to make money.

after all,

People strive to live well, not to strive to be better.

Upon hearing Li Yao's words, Old Man Lu chuckled, "Then our organization will book it all for you. We'll take as many as you have, at the same price as last time?"

"Ha, "Li Yao sneered, "I'm planning to hold an auction, the highest bidder wins. What do you think, sir?"

Old Man Lu: "???"

"Damn it, that's going a bit too far!" Before Old Man Lu could say anything, Li Yao replied, "That's a really good idea, I must be a genius!"

He's still really handsome! Then he blocked Old Man Lu and put away his phone.

He needs to think about how to proceed with this auction! Next door, Midnight Bar.

Old Man Lu was so agitated that he almost crushed his phone!

Zhou Li asked from a distance, "Second Uncle, why are you so magnanimous?"

Old Man Lu recounted what had just happened.

After hearing this, Zhou Li really wanted to kneel down before Li Yao... What kind of god is this!

They've even started auctions and sales?

Limited quantity available, highest bidder wins.

Ultimately, isn't this just a form of scarcity marketing? Ingenious!

What a talent! Although Boss Zhou just made over 100 million yuan and has more than 20 houses, he has spent a lot on additional compensation for his fallen comrades during this period... Prices are getting more and more expensive, but money is becoming less and less valuable.

Old Man Lu thumped the ground with his Dragon-Snake Staff, saying, "What do you suggest we do?"

Although the Wallfacers is powerful, he also has relatively ample funding.

But what if you have to compete with some supernatural forces...?

That would be a bit of a headache! After all,

Some supernatural organizations are really good at making money; they're incredibly rich!

Zhou Li thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing serious. When the auction starts, we'll fight anyone who dares to raise the price! We're not afraid of anyone!"

Lu Xingshen: "..."

Although the words are a bit absurd, the principle is the same.

You should at least know a little about deterrent diplomacy.

Old Man Lu made the decision. "That's settled then. Let him bid if he wants. Contact everyone, and let's see who dares to challenge us!" If he's really that ignorant, I'll smash his brains out! The next two days...

The provincial capital seemed to have suddenly calmed down.

It seems that all the members of the bar next door have returned. Although they didn't look very well when they first came back, they all recovered after resting for two days.

Everyone has resumed their previous routines.

Old Man Lu continued to instruct Chen Xi in sword practice as usual, while Boss Zhou were busy with their own things. Li Yao continued to study magical knowledge. Although his mental cultivation was not yet sufficient to construct Second Circle Spell, thanks to his long-term study and practice of alchemical theories, he had gained some insights into the circuit construction of Second Circle Spell models.

As for the original daily routine,

Li Yao now has another task: familiarizing himself with the Azvik Mage Armor every day.

It seems that the provincial capital has suddenly entered a season of continuous autumn rain.

The autumn rain had been drizzling for several days, and the air was damp.

Li Yao felt a pang of longing for the warm morning sunlight...

That morning,

Old Man Lu arrived at the entrance of the Lost Tavern and called out, "Chen Xi, Xiao Li, come out!"

soon,

Li Yao and Chen Xi went out together.

Yesterday, Old Man Lu told them that today was the day of the funeral, so Li Yao and Chen Xi prepared their clothes for the funeral last night.

Li Yao, dressed in a black suit, looked tall, capable, serious, and dignified.

Chen Xi wore a black dress that made her skin appear even whiter. Her long hair was casually tied back, and with black stockings and gloves, she looked surprisingly charming...

really,

To look good, wear mourning clothes...

Li Yao turned his gaze away and looked towards the entrance of the Midnight Bar.

then,

He gasped.

The open space in front of the Midnight Bar and Lost Bar is actually quite large, so empty that even with two trees planted, it still feels a bit spacious. But now it's full of people, dressed in flowing black trench coats, of varying heights, builds, and ages, men and women... but without exception, they all have solemn expressions on their faces.

A light rain was falling outside.

A group of Black-Clothed Man stood there silently, their expressions solemn, and a chilling, murderous aura seemed to permeate the damp air.

Especially when all those people look at you at the same time, the pressure is immense! Li Yao felt a little uncomfortable, while Chen Xi remained calm and composed.

Old Man Lu stood at the front of the line, giving Zhou Li some instructions. When he saw Li Yao and Chen Xi standing at the door, he shouted, "What are you standing there for? Come on over here!"

He beckoned the two young men to stand beside him.

This surprised the rows of solemn, black-clad Wallfacers behind them...

The Sword Holder actually called those two young men to his side.

They're not even Wallfacers, okay?! Everyone else is wearing the same uniform, except for these two who came from nowhere...

However, the two people here are truly good-looking, a handsome man and a pretty woman, and they look quite well-matched standing together... Even standing next to the Wallfacers, they don't seem out of place. In fact, they even seem to be a cut above him.

because,

The Sword Holder was also dressed in a well-tailored black suit, looking quite flamboyant.

They gathered here, waiting for the car to arrive so they could go to the cemetery together.

While waiting, Li Yao noticed that each of the Wallfacers had a mask hanging from their waist, and they were all different.

Old Man Lu the only one who wasn't even wearing a uniform.

So Li Yao nudged Old Man Lu and asked, "Is there any particular reason behind your masks and uniforms?"

"The uniform is made of sturdy material and looks good."

"What about the mask?"

"Many of these monsters are cannibals, but they don't eat masks."

Li Yao remained silent.

Those masks concealed their identities, highlighted their personalities, and were, above all, their—

epitaph.

When they die, the masks placed in front of their tombstones are always more vivid than a name or a dog tag.

perhaps,

Is that right?

Third update... This is the third update to repay the Mengzhu Aze" chapter. I still need to repay it after it's published. I calculated that, including the two chapters I pre-ordered for "Mengzhu Aze", I need to repay at least 31 chapters... Oh my god, I'm so anxious. I hope everyone enjoys reading it... I'm going to rest now.