Weird Farm: The Windfall of Foreign Trade

According to Bai Jingjing...

The Black Dragon Gang was no longer the gang it had once been.

A martial arts powerhouse had beaten the original gang leader to death, purged his closest followers, then used a series of measures to bring the entire Black Dragon Gang under his control.

That had been half a year ago.

Through connections no one could explain, the new leader had obtained a license to breed monsters. He had also paid a fortune to lease a million mu of sea and turn it into Weird Farms, and was recruiting people and monsters to raise them.

A few days earlier, he had even declared:

Anyone leasing a Weird Farm would pay only thirty percent in rent, with no miscellaneous levies like the blood tax.

The terms could hardly have been more generous.

Monsters like Bai Jingjing, who lived by running Weird Farms, all yearned for such an opportunity. They could hardly wait to join the Black Dragon Gang.

After saying this, Bai Jingjing stole a glance at Zhu Yu and said wistfully, "A pity I signed a Blood Pact with the Sea Dragon Gang. Otherwise, I might have gone over to the Black Dragon Gang myself."

As though afraid he did not know what a Blood Pact was, she thoughtfully explained it.

Blood Pacts were made by talisman masters in Moon-Shrouding City.

Once one was signed, anyone who broke it would be consumed by Sun Flame and die as their body withered away.

Bai Jingjing made a point of mentioning that her Blood Pact was special: if she died unexpectedly, the Sea Dragon Gang would learn of her death, and the pact could also mark her location.

Her meaning was obvious.

Zhu Yu gave her a look that was almost a smile. He said nothing, his