Commercial Genius

The outfits were primarily white, with some modifications made according to Tang Luo's requests.

They looked dashing and elegant, without hindering movement, very fitting for the "Mysterious Monk Wuhua."

Of course, even with the modifications, they were still much more luxurious than ordinary moon-white monk robes.

They gave off a "master" vibe, rather than that of a handsome young monk.

This was the effect Tang Luo hoped to achieve.

He put away the other sets as spares and carefully placed one set aside.

The Merit Jade Lotus hovered above, casting specks of golden light.

Consecration Edition!

Yes, Tang Luo was consecrating this set of clothes, adding BUFFs to it.

Its toughness and other properties were greatly enhanced.

Including the shoes, to prevent them from being damaged by Tang Luo's excessive output of strength.

Additionally, "Cleanliness" and "Self-Purification" effects were added, so they wouldn't get dirty or stained with blood, avoiding the awkwardness of washing clothes in mission worlds.

After trying on the clothes, Tang Luo lay on the sofa, contemplating his future life.

More accurately, he was contemplating how to obtain more Merit power.

Doing good deeds and eliminating evil in the God and Demon Game was one source.

What about the real world?

That couldn't be neglected either.

"How about starting a 'Consecration & Demon Extermination Society,' specializing in consecrating items, exterminating demons, and driving away ghosts? It could also make money." Tang Luo's imagination ran wild.

Although the real world had sparse spiritual energy.

It didn't mean there were absolutely no ghosts and monsters.

If the scope was expanded, even God and Demon Walkers like Sun Ang fell into the category of "ghosts and monsters" in Tang Luo's eyes.

They were beings to be exterminated by him.

Tang Luo didn't think he had the "Death God Elementary School Student" constitution like Conan, where death followed him wherever he went.

The Journey to the West incident was due to multiple reasons, not really a constitutional issue.

His constitution was only a part of it.

Ultimately, it was a systemic issue.

The path he should take was more like Sherlock Holmes.

Wherever something happened, people would seek out "Master Xuanzang" to resolve the issue.

The prerequisite for achieving this path.

Was widespread fame.

In this regard, it was actually quite difficult.

After all, it was about consecration and demon extermination.

It sounded unreliable, like a fraud from a Qigong master.

"I could look online for those thrill-seeking paranormal enthusiasts and join their paranormal explorations. If something happens, I can save people to gain merit, and also build some fame?"

After thinking about it, Tang Luo felt that making money at the beginning was impossible.

He could only rely on offering services for free and his charm.

Everyone would definitely like free services, thinking, "Why not try it, it doesn't cost anything."

This way, he could successfully open up the "market" at the start.

Later, Tang Luo could do whatever he pleased.

"I should get some business cards, for easy self-introduction."

Tang Luo opened Hand Chopping Cat again, found the shop, and ordered business cards.

He would "greet" people with his business card upon meeting them.

Once his reputation was established, he could just wait for business to come to him.

He could earn money and merit.

Merit Power +999.

Money +999.

The plan was complete, a business genius, he had become!

With his future life planned out, Tang Luo happily began searching for the little daredevils.

Creatures like paranormal enthusiasts.

In daily life, such things might be rare, but a quick search online reveals there are quite a few.

Among them, some are quite proactive.

Upon discovering an interesting event in a certain location, they can't resist the urge to go explore.

Tang Luo had never been involved in related circles before.

He wandered online like a headless fly.

Seeing groups like "Supernatural Exploration Groups," he joined them without a second thought.

Some were unresponsive, while others required approval.

A few, without a word, agreed to let Tang Luo in.

Then, without a word, they welcomed the newcomer and threw a bunch of links at him.

Various online stores, all sorts of random outdoor gear.

They even messaged Tang Luo privately, like sharks smelling blood.

This forced Tang Luo to leave the group.

Is business really that bad for online stores these days?

After a few hours of tinkering, Tang Luo finally found a direction.

What he needed were enthusiasts with a proactive streak.

For groups that just chatted online, Tang Luo could gather "intelligence" from them.

Whether true or false, he'd make a rough note, just to have an impression.

It might be useful later.

As for those who joined with other motives—like selling porn, asking for likes, votes, recommendations, selling tea, or struggling writers looking for material—he'd ignore them all.

Enthusiasts with real initiative were Tang Luo's target customers.

Such people either had money or time.

Ideally, they'd have both money and time.

Those with money, and those with both money and time, weren't hard to find online.

But those with time were easier to find.

That's right, university students!

"Shu Da Supernatural Society, Pear Blossom Ghost Stories Association, Pear Blossom Supernatural Ghost Stories Association, Dong Da Unscientific Phenomena Research Society... You can tell they're not serious clubs just by the names. Good, these are the ones."

Tang Luo locked onto the groups formed by idle university students in the surrounding area, applying to join.

It was late, nearing midnight.

But university students, of course, wouldn't sleep that early.

They all responded.

A few directly rejected Tang Luo's application, stating they were legitimate clubs and only accepted students from their own university.

As if outsiders were all disreputable.

However, two clubs did respond. One directly approved Tang Luo's application.

The other asked Tang Luo to add another group for verification, and he could only join after passing the review.

The group that approved him was the Pear Blossom Supernatural Ghost Stories Association.

It had 23 members.

After joining, Tang Luo greeted them. A few welcomed the newcomer, and then it went quiet.

Tang Luo remembered that Pear Blossom University used to admit only female students, and had only started admitting male students a few years ago.

The gender ratio was extremely skewed.

He clicked on the group members' profiles—that wasn't right. Why were there 15 males and only 8 females?

What happened to the saying "ten people, nine women, one sister"?

Could this Pear Blossom Supernatural Ghost Stories Association be a subordinate branch of the Pear Blossom Ghost Stories Association, like a "male division"?

He left it for now.

Tang Luo went to add the verification group for the "Dong Da Unscientific Phenomena Research Society."

As soon as he joined, Tang Luo's "body trembled."

This group had something.

Because he remembered that Dong Da was a medical university!

A group of medical students, brave and prone to taking more risks than ordinary people.

They would definitely push their luck to the limit.

"It's decided, you're my 'mobile merit providers'!"

Then, Tang Luo's application was rejected, and he was tragically eliminated.

The situation was like this:

There were a total of 5 people in the review group: one group owner and four administrators.

Four men and one woman.

Not long after Tang Luo joined, the female administrator asked if the avatar and photos were of the actual person.

Tang Luo's account was used for work.

Naturally, it had to be more professional.

He specially took professional photos of himself wearing a suit as his avatar and uploaded a few to his photo wall.

Although it gave the impression of cosplay.

But it didn't matter, cosplay or not, as long as he was handsome enough. In the early stages, he relied on his looks and free services to open up the market.

Tang Luo's thinking was very clear.

So his answer was: "Yes."

His identity as a monk could be revealed after they were more familiar with each other.

"Okay!"

Tang Luo saw the female administrator type one word and an exclamation mark.

The next second, he was kicked out.

???

What happened?

Tang Luo rejoined another review group and was quickly rejected.

The reason for rejection was as follows:

"Brother, there are only 8 girls in our main group. It's not right for you cosplayers to come and snatch them! Don't let me see you again!"

"Brat, you actually know how to protect your territory?

The problem is, is Master Xuanzang here to snatch girls?

Master Xuanzang is here to save your lives.

You have no idea what you've missed.

"Beep beep beep."

The sound of messages, someone was talking in the small group of 23 people that Tang Luo had just joined.

Opening it, someone named "Platelet is the Best" posted a picture: "Newbie, go away, everyone here is gay." Dog.JPG.

Then.

"Otaku Disgusting": "Newbie, are you picking up soap? No, I mean, are you showing photos?"

"Staying Up Late Hurts the Body, Recommend Staying Up All Night": "Does the newbie prefer Sadako or Kayako?"

"Sadako is My Wife": "Heh, Kayako is worthy of being compared to my wife?"

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

As expected of horror enthusiasts, their preferences were much more hardcore than ordinary people.

Compared to them, that Platelet was very weak.

It exuded an aura of a weakling.

Probably someone in the group they couldn't afford to offend.

"Avatar is you, photo wall is you?" Someone suddenly asked a question.

"Yes."

Tang Luo thought about it and decided to answer truthfully.

He would meet them eventually, so there was no need to hide anything.

"!!!"

"Cosplay enthusiasts shouldn't join, right?"

"Yeah, this is a horror enthusiasts group, and you don't seem to be from our school either."

"Mhm, @Platelet is the Best, kick him out, he doesn't seem like a good person."

"Kicked, kicked."

That Platelet was an administrator.

Group member XXX was banned for 23 hours and 59 minutes by the group owner "I Am Cute".

Group member...

Group member...

A hand rose and a blade fell, and silence immediately descended.

"Heh, is someone trying to rebel?" I Am Cute exuded a queenly aura.

"@Xuanzang, is that really you?"

"@Xuanzang, are you cosplaying a monk from Ji San?"

"It's me, not a cosplay. I guess you could say I'm a lay disciple," Tang Luo offered a relatively diplomatic identity.

"Master!"

"Little monk!"

"Wuhua!"

I Am Cute: "It's the middle of the night, don't get frisky. Are you local? @Xuanzang"

"Yes. I really like supernatural exploration. If you have any activities, you can call me to join."

"Okay, okay," I Am Cute replied.

After that, the conversation veered off course.

They talked about everything under the sun. To be honest, apart from their names, there was no trace of a supernatural group's atmosphere.

Tang Luo watched for a while and muted the chat.

Cast a wide net.

If you walk the dark path too often, you're bound to encounter ghosts.

Even if you don't encounter ghosts, exploration itself carries some risk.

If there's money to be made, make it.

For the next period, Tang Luo spent his time online.

He joined groups formed by the more action-oriented members among supernatural enthusiasts.

At least he made himself familiar, so they'd call him for activities in the future.

Apart from occasionally being mistaken for someone who "sells talismans," nothing else happened.

As for the first group, he was even more familiar than just making a name for himself.

It was just a pity that no one had formed a team to go on a suicidal mission together yet.

His business card was ready; he was just waiting for the official opening.

Tang Luo's Merit Jade Lotus was already itching to get to work!