Three Hallucinations
It wasn't until he made phone calls and pulled strings to get people out of trouble that Ren Wuyang realized where the large sum of money coming in from Feiyu Live had come from.
Many Lineage have more or less gotten involved in the underground casinos, but none of them have been able to extend their reach throughout the entire territory of the Scarlet Alliance State.
There are legal factors involved, but the main factor is self-interest.
Projects like sequencing challenges are considered shady or illegal activities, but in terms of working capital, they far surpass what legitimate businesses can offer.
In Western Capital, only the most promising Lineage members can manage these projects. As long as they keep a firm grip on the business, these Lineage members will have a steady stream of money coming in, thus earning high dividends.
This is undoubtedly a profession that many people envy, and therefore it cannot be controlled by any single Lineage.
With the help of Feiyu Live, a massive external market manipulation scheme began to take shape.
This involves nearly three hundred sequencing betting platforms of varying sizes, and also generates substantial commission profits.
With a massive influx of participants and a constant influx of funds, the combined efforts of numerous gamblers and Feiyu Live in a single day are almost equivalent to a casino's annual profit.
Even after continuously distributing the money, it still generated a huge sum of money that surprised Ren Wuyang.
Zhang Xuezhou is right, this is clearly a short-term project.
Now it's time to gradually wrap things up.
Many gamblers couldn't escape Wang Li's final blow, but these people not only didn't resent Wang Li, they were also grateful to him for making them rich, and even grateful that he had bailed them out.
You've done all the good deeds!
Ren Wuyang helped save the person, but the favor went to Wang Li.
This would be an excellent circle.
Although the people in this circle are a mixed bag, most of them have achieved considerable financial returns after following and manipulating the system.
Ren Wuyang was unsure of Wang Li's next move, but he was quite pleased to see this situation unfold.
Hearing Wang Li's assurance that at least thirty or forty more people might call for help, he felt the money was flowing into his account at an alarming rate.
"He must have cut half the money off," Ren Anran said enviously.
"He deserves it," Ren Wuyang nodded. "This kid's got a knack for Evil Dao; he's perfect for making quick money!"
"If there are really thirty or forty people calling for help, that's at least several million," Ren Anran said.
"Almost!"
Ren Wuyang nodded, and looking at Ren Anran, whose eyes were shining, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Brother, I suddenly realized we should buy blood reagents from Zhou Yueyan; the blood samples she prepares in her lab have even better results!"
"Then what?"
I'm still a little short of money!
A feeling of 'it's all over' welled up inside Ren Wuyang. He felt that the money had already been spent before it even arrived in his account, and that it even included the dozens of payments that would be received in the future.
But what Ren Anran said was true. Just as different products have different qualities, blood products also come in ordinary, mid-range, and high-end grades.
Normal is usable, medium can increase the speed of training Gene Fighting Technique, while high can reduce the related negative effects on the basis of increasing the training speed, so that the dosage increase when using blood serum later is not so high.
Like the "Life No. 1" injection, the first time only one injection is needed, the second time two injections, the third time four injections, the fourth time eight injections, or even more.
Higher-grade blood serums can reduce this boost, which also makes it cheaper to use them later on.
If you have sufficient funds, choosing a high-end blood product is clearly more beneficial.
This is especially true given that Ren Anran has entered the fifth chapter of the Mental Strengthening Chapter.
The chill in Ren Wuyang's heart came quickly, but he nodded without the slightest hesitation.
"Dude, you're a bit slow on the uptake. Do you really think you can get into that sequencing conference?"
On the other side, after testing Zhang Xuezhou's reaction by knocking him down, Zhang Manqian couldn't help but worry about Zhang Xuezhou's actual combat ability.
"I still have a year left, I'm going to practice more!"
Physical fitness and reaction ability are difficult to improve rapidly in a short period of time. Even someone as sickly as Zuo Teng had continuous training in the past, and it was only after the blood transfusion that he made rapid progress.
Zhang Xuezhou, who suffered from tuberculosis, was always slow-moving. Even after recovering his health, he still reacted like a normal person.
He finds it difficult to outperform other sequencers who have trained for years or even more than a decade in a short period of time.
Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't use his disadvantages to compete with others' advantages. In addition to relying on the Kunpeng Fighting Technique to restrain his opponents, Zhang Xuezhou also focused on armor. He also had a good technique for retreating and leaping to escape.
If he could learn a few more evasion techniques, Zhang Xuezhou felt he should be able to use them, albeit barely.
"She needs to practice more," Zhang Manqian nodded. "Mom's been practicing that 'flying sheep' trick lately. It's not good for fighting people, but it should be okay for escaping."
"My mom has been an outdoor live streamer for nearly 20 years. Her ability to climb mountains and wade through rivers is no joke. She should be very suitable for this kind of Gene Fighting Technique," Zhang Xuezhou said.
How is Dad?
"I think he's very good at theory."
"So you mean your actual abilities are lacking?"
As the brother and sister were exchanging quiet words, Zhang Weimeng walked over from the observation room looking dejected.
"What's wrong, Dad?" Zhang Xuezhou called out.
"You look a little sad?" Zhang Manqian said.
"Your mother's hallucinations didn't involve me," Zhang Weimeng said dejectedly.
Who is involved?
"What she saw was that you were all dead!"
"How could we possibly die!"
Zhang Manqian waved her hands repeatedly.
She chuckled, her gaze sweeping over Zhang Weimeng and then over Zhang Xuezhou.
A dazed feeling washed over her, Zhang Manqian saw Zhang Xuezhou's face covered in blood, with something writhing in the center of his forehead, tearing his skin apart.
In the dim light, Zhang Manqian seemed to see a black core.
Countless tentacle-like threads tightly coiled around the flesh and blood on the black core.
When Zhang Manqian tried to see more clearly, she felt dizzy and her body swayed precariously in the brief hallucination.
"Medicine, medicine, medicine!"
She was all smiles just moments before, but then her face turned deathly pale.
Compared to Zhang Xuezhou's unusual behavior, Zhang Manqian's unusual behavior was more severe.
She reached into her pocket, but Zhang Xuezhou opened the bottle of Origin-Nurturing Pill paste even faster.
The dark ointment was forced into her mouth, and Zhang Manqian shivered, her body no longer feeling as dizzy as before.
"Are you hallucinating again?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"I... I saw something black on your forehead, and your face was covered in blood!"
Zhang Manqian responded tremblingly, feeling that she had never seen anything good during her hallucinations.
She had seen Zhang Xuezhou jump off a building, and she had seen Ren Yisheng go insane; now she saw Zhang Xuezhou's tragic state.
This illusion came suddenly, catching Zhang Manqian off guard and even leaving Zhang Manqian momentarily weak.
Her only option at the moment was to rely on the Origin-Nurturing Pill paste.
She swallowed the paste in large gulps until a churning sensation rose in her throat, at which point Zhang Manqian quickly stopped swallowing the ointment.
She responded to Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice, still shaken, which startled Zhang Xuezhou.