How Could You Get Strong Without Paying? Unless You Shave...

"Come, come, take this secret manual first!" Shadow B pulled a secret manual from who knew where and placed it in Lin Fan's hands. Then he took out a POS machine and three more secret manuals from his crotch, asking Lin Fan, "Sir, would you like the golden Time Ring Ritual Manual worth 28,999, the silver Time Ring Ritual Manual worth 18,999, or this ordinary Time Ring Ritual Manual worth 8,999?"

"Wait, didn't the newcomer guide say that ritual manuals were given out for free? And that the materials for the first ritual were included!" Lin Fan felt more and more like he was being scammed. He flipped through the manual in his hands. This manual, titled Crow Sits on a Plane, was nothing but a stick-figure comic that seemed to be teaching an utterly terrible martial art.

"That's because you're too young. Our manuals are completely different from those slutty bitches outside—they're so pure and unpretentious. Think about it, can free stuff ever be good?" Shadow B said earnestly. "Think about it: how can you get stronger without paying?"

"But even your ordinary ritual manual costs 8,999!" Lin Fan pointed at the ordinary manual in Shadow B's hand.

"Ahem, even if it's an ordinary manual, it was personally photocopied by me, Shadow B. It's enough to give you a noble experience. What's wrong with ordinary?" Shadow B said with a serious expression, as though he actually had a point.

"Photocopied?" Lin Fan's mouth twitched. He felt even more that this was unreliable, so he used his ultimate move: "I have no money!"

"Clang..." The POS machine in Shadow B's hand dropped to the floor. He stared at Lin Fan in disbelief. "Do you have any idea what a tremendous opportunity you've missed? Since that's the case, I have nothing