I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 184 Win until you pass the level
"Congratulations, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhao could break through to concentration so quickly. He is truly a genius of all ages. Our Wusheng Sect can win Junior Brother Zhao, it is true that the Wusheng Patriarch has blessed us."

Elder Zhao glanced at Adou, who was well-behaved on Zhang Jun's lap. His eyes were filled with envy, as if he was a thorn in his side. There was nothing surprising about Zhang Jun's rapid improvement in cultivation. Perhaps this was the reason for signing a contract with Adou.

He spoke of Junior Brother Zhao, but invisibly elevated Zhang Jun's status.

But this is what Zhang Jun deserves.

Long before Lao Zhao came, Zhang Jun looked through the account books and found that the hot pot restaurant was booming. In the two months since he was in retreat, Zhang Jun had received nearly [-] spiritual stones just from his share of the money.

Not to mention that Lao Zhao and the others occupied the majority.

But even if they occupy the lion's share, in fact, if Lao Zhao and the other elders share another share, they won't actually have much.

But this already made Lao Zhao and the others very happy.

At least Wushengmen has an extra income. If it develops according to this specification, and slowly accumulates sand into a tower, Wushengmen can finally get out of the poverty line.

Zhang Jun's status in the Wusheng Sect naturally rose, and from a mere reputation as the head of a workshop, he gradually began to become more important.

In addition, although Gu Yuan said he was in retreat, everyone knew it.

After entering the retreat stone room, basically no one can come out alive.

Gu Yuan will be no exception.

He has only a short lifespan. Even if his great revenge is avenged and his mind is clear, he will not be able to continue to make breakthroughs in a short period of time. The lack of blood and energy can only be made up by relying on unparalleled treasures.

This kind of thing can only be found in the arena.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you're welcome. I heard that hot pot restaurants have begun to lack ingredients recently? Is Senior Brother Zhao here for this matter?"

Zhang Jun casually picked up the strange-smelling teapot and made Elder Zhao a cup of tea.

Lao Zhao looked at the tea in the cup and frowned for a moment, but he quickly relaxed, picked up the tea and held it in his hands without drinking: "Not only that, I heard that there is also a hot pot restaurant opened over there at Wanfu Palace. , they don’t have the base, but the taste is not bad.”

Lao Zhao was worried. In fact, the threshold for hot pot was very low. Seeing that Wushengmen's hotpot restaurant was doing very well, he naturally wanted to imitate it, and the price was cheaper than Wushengmen.

He worries that it won't be long before the hot pot restaurant's business begins to decline.

This time, on the one hand, I wanted to have the base, and on the other hand, I wanted to try out Zhang Jun's taste and see if he could pass on the secret recipe of the hot pot base to them.

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes at Lao Zhao.

"I thought what was going on."

Zhang Jun really didn't expect that Lao Zhao seemed smart, but he knew nothing about business operations.

He thought about it for a while and then said to Lao Zhao: "Don't worry about the hot pot base. I will naturally find a way to solve it after the next competition. As for the business, I have to spend money at this time to upgrade the store. , Upgrade services and dishes, but you can’t lower prices. If one store doesn’t make enough money, you can go to other sects to cooperate with them and open more stores. We will provide hot pot base ingredients and form a chain.”

Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking, how can he open more restaurants if his family doesn't have enough to eat? ?
Zhang Jun saw his confusion, so he pulled him to his side and whispered in his ear for a while.

“Is this possible??”

"Of course, how many people do you think the total number of people in Zhengdao and Demon Dao is? The market is too small. Hot pot restaurants are destined not to make big money, but only small profits. But the franchise fee is different. As long as three stores join, we will get our money back." , and the rest is net profit. We wholesale the hot pot base ingredients to them cheaply, and we can make a profit. We can make as much money as we can in the store. In the end, everyone found that there were too many hot pot restaurants, and they would not be able to work anymore. Then we will It’s time to transform.”

After listening to what Zhang Jun said, Lao Zhao realized that co-operating a hot pot restaurant was just a cover, and he made money by cutting the leeks of his colleagues.

"Wonderful, Junior Brother Zhao is really a genius."

Lao Zhao patted his thigh, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was feasible. But with so much hot pot base, could it really be supplied?Moreover, when he heard that Zhang Jun was going to participate in the competition, Lao Zhao's face fell.

The premises mentioned by Zhang Jun are all based on the situation that he is alive.

If he dies, all the animal food pills and hot pot restaurants will come to nothing.

Invisibly, Zhang Jun has deeply bound his own interests to Wu Sheng Sect.

No wonder he refused to hand over the recipe for the hot pot base. He had this skill at a young age, and luckily he was a disciple of my Wusheng sect.

Lao Zhao had wronged Zhang Jun by conjecturing like this.

He really hadn't thought about it this way. It was just that he needed to use the manpower of the Wusheng Sect to make money for himself because he had no other skills.

But having said that, even if he knew how Lao Zhao felt like this, Zhang Jun would not explain it.

Just as Old Zhao thought, if he really died in the arena, then he would not care whether the Wu Shengmen lived or died.I only care about what I thought during my lifetime, regardless of the flood after his death.

"Okay, do you really want to participate in the competition? Actually..."

Before Lao Zhao could finish his words, Zhang Jun suddenly raised his head: "By the way, help me look around in the market. I want to find a particularly big shop. Whether our Wusheng Sect can make a fortune in the future depends on this."

Lao Zhao's expression froze, knowing that Zhang Jun deliberately blocked his mouth, so he stopped trying to persuade him and said, "Okay, this matter is not difficult."

Seeing that everything that needed to be said was said, Lao Zhao stood up and left.

After walking out of the gate of the Beast Taming Workshop, he looked back at the Beast Taming Workshop again.

"It's really a new generation replacing the old, Zhao Peng, Zhao Peng, where has your high-spirited look back then gone?"

Old Zhao stopped outside the door, his eyes blank, as if he was recalling himself back then.

That was already a long time ago, but when I recalled every moment of fighting, I still couldn't help but feel a rush of blood rising in my chest.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had clenched his fists and was sweating. Then he looked at his white and delicate palms.

For a moment, mixed feelings can't help but arise in my heart.

After seeing off Lao Zhao, Fu Caisheng glanced at the tea in the teacup on the table, and then at Zhang Jun's expression. He stood there and hesitated for a while before he said, "Master, can the competition matter be resolved?" We can’t take it slow, our Beast Taming Workshop has just got on the right track and we can’t afford such a big risk.”

Zhang Jun said nothing.

He sat on the chair, stroking Adou who was lying on his lap with one hand, and lightly tasting the tea in his hand with the other.

The tea this time was of grapefruit flavor, but it was mixed with a little bit of the bitterness of grapefruit, but after swallowing it, I felt a strange fragrance coming up from my stomach.

How could he not know the risks in the competitive world.

Just the weird rules are already a headache, not to mention the fact that the right path is the enemy. Facing a master, if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

In the past, he would have thought of something.

For example, choose to surrender immediately after entering a competitive match.

Anyway, as long as you participate in the competitive competition, there is no hard requirement that you must win.

Even if he fails, he can still return to reality.

But Zhang Jun couldn't do this. He knew what he wanted.

When his internal organs are exhausted and he may fall asleep at any time, what he desires most is to live and live like a healthy person.

Later, he survived, and his master helped him change his destiny.

Ordinarily, I should live a contented life.

But in fact this is not the case, just like when you are hungry, you only have one worry about filling your stomach, but after you are full, you have countless worries.

Simply surviving is not enough.

I have seen the mysterious methods of my master, Taoist Miaozhen, and experienced a life-and-death fight in the arena.

Zhang Jun is full of curiosity and ambition about the arena and his future.

Since this game world saved me, I should follow the rules of the game and continue to challenge until I completely clear the game and find the truth of the matter.

Even though this process was full of danger, Zhang Jun was even more afraid.

He was afraid that he would live in confusion and become a chess piece manipulated by the game like all other beings in the game world.

Just as Master warned me that day in the hotel: "Being caught in the middle is like running water and driftwood rolling along with the world of mortals, being influenced by fate without knowing it."

After a moment, he opened his eyes, feeling calm inside, but his eyes became more determined.

No matter what this game world is, you have to win until you win and pass the level!

(End of this chapter)