Shared Talent: Traveling through a hundred worlds simultaneously

Chapter 271 269, The witch tastes really good!
"I've made up my mind." After returning from Valhalla, Su Chen looked at this group of ten-year-old children again. He still wanted to complain in his heart, "The Industrial Revolution was really built on the blood and sweat of workers. No wonder foreigners like to strike and protest so much."

"Only after learning about that period of history will you realize that it is overly embellished. During this period, the lower classes were purely consumables and expendables! The average survival age of big capitalists in factories was around 20 years old, while the average survival age of small factories and black workshops was six months..."

He didn't know what to say.

Every worker who joined the factory was six years old at the youngest and less than 18 years old at the oldest. Generally speaking, they could work in the factory for six months. After six months, they were almost burned out. It was difficult for the workers to live to adulthood.

The era of theocracy was scary enough, an era when theocracy, the capital era of steam and machinery collided with each other. Hiss~ I just came here and didn’t understand my situation. Now think about how I persisted at that time?

It was as if his mind was full of witches. When he was hungry, he immediately turned to Lingzhihui, which was very proactive, which surprised the person in charge above him. They thought he was just letting it go, until he fainted in front of the person in charge. At this time, the person in charge noticed that he was about to starve to death.

A complete dark history...Su Chen still feels a pain in his teeth when he recalls the past. When a person is extremely hungry, he just wants to grab the only life-saving straw. "You don't need to come over these few days."

A group of ragged children who looked like beggars were in panic, their faces pale. Many of them knelt on the ground, kowtowed to him, and begged him not to drive them away.

They come out to find work, not caring how long they can live, just to reduce the burden on their families and have something to eat. Some of them have long been able to feed the whole family, but now the factories are all the same, and going to an unfamiliar black workshop is not as comfortable as staying here.

This is the sadness of the little people at the bottom of society in this era. They have no right to choose. They can only throw away their self-esteem and dignity again and again, just to have a bite to eat, to live one day at a time, numb and full of confusion.

"My factory needs to make some changes. I will take care of your meals for the next few days. After a few days, work hard for me."

They were all stunned in place, not daring to believe what they heard. They had never felt kindness or received any benefits. When faced with this situation, they immediately wondered if their boss needed help. Many people reacted and looked at their small arms and legs. They were malnourished and seemed to be unable to beat anyone.

Su Chen guessed what they were thinking. He wanted to disband this black workshop, but if it was disbanded, where would they go? He learned a little from his subordinates and asked a few smart workers to find out what they knew about their subordinates.

We must understand that it is often this group of people at the bottom who are more aware of the dark side, the unknown side, and can be bought off with a little food, language, and a little dignity.

He easily dealt with the surviving workers in the black workshop, and checked various bills and documents to confirm that this black-hearted black workshop had already cost hundreds of lives.
Human life is really worthless!

He quickly organized his remaining men, killed the chicken to scare the monkey, hit them with a stick, and then whipped them again, and finally deterred them, and received all the benefits he could get from his men. These sons of bitches actually took advantage of that time to share the boss's dirty things. Fortunately, he arrived quickly, otherwise he would be gone.

In the end, he only kept one obedient one among the group and killed the rest. None of them were good people and they were happy to receive the inheritance of the gang leader they killed.

Su Chen felt that he was in a safe position. This time he would definitely receive more than 90% of the gang leader's inheritance. He didn't know how long it would last for him. After sorting it out, he wondered if he had sorted it out wrong, and he calculated it several times.

"One, more than 13,000 pounds?" Su Chen was dumbfounded. This was the amount of money a gang leader earned? How could he earn so much?
按照诡秘之主世界观货币体系，1金镑等于20苏勒，1苏勒等于12铜便士，1铜便士的购买力约等于3~4元夏国币。

An ordinary factory worker was paid about one pound, while the shady factory he took over only paid one to three solis. The boss also often made trouble. At first, the wages were calculated based on the time, and later on, the wages were calculated by piecework, from three pence per hundred pieces to two pence per hundred pieces to one penny per hundred pieces.

Now it is one hundred pieces and three-quarters of a penny.

The capitalists are so black-hearted that they have no bottom line! They make so much money, but they still find ways to cheat the lower classes and the common people!
It turns out that I am not suitable to be a capitalist. Compared with the capitalists of this era, I, from Goslayer, cannot be called a capitalist at all. I am too conscientious.

Wait, I remember that Klein had encountered a superhuman fraudster in the early days, and he seemed to have defrauded tens of thousands of gold pounds... Su Chen looked at his own gains and realized that capitalists still made more money, even if they were just the leader of a small black-hearted workshop.

The unofficial superhumans in this world are having a miserable time. They use their abilities to make money. If they are not caught, it's fine. But if they are caught, the whole thing is miserable.

High-Sequence Powerful Ones don't care about small amounts of money at all, they care more about pursuing greater power. In order to pursue greater power and improve their levels, they will do all kinds of things.

The main reason is that if humans want to become truly extraordinary, they can only rely on magic potions. Use evil spirits, dragons, monsters, magical trees, flowers or corresponding parts of crystals, and other materials to make magic potions, and then take them to absorb and master different abilities. This is common knowledge among all mystical schools.

In the beginning, when the potion system was not yet perfect, it was a process of blood and tears. Trying to figure it out amidst all kinds of side effects could easily lead to a loss of control.

For example, the spirit dies, the body collapses, and every piece of flesh and blood turns into a terrible monster; the personality is instantly changed by the power contained in the potion, becoming cold, sensitive, irritable, cruel, and indifferent to everything; mental disorder, going crazy on the spot, more evil than the devil, this is losing control.

After a long period of trial and error, exploration, and research, the [Profane Slate] came into being. Humanity gradually perfected and formed a stable potion system. From low to high, the sequence numbers became smaller and smaller. Sequence zero was the true God. Every orthodox church had at least one complete sequence system that led to the true God.

For the lower-level extraordinary people, the best option is to join a true church. It is dangerous, but also has certain protections.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there will be no problems if the sequence system, the path is complete, and the potion system is perfect. It's just that the risk of losing control is greatly reduced. There is always a risk of losing control. It can only be said that the extraordinary people are a group of pitiful people who fight against danger and madness at all times.

"My starting point is much higher than theirs. Knowledge is power. I cannot join the Church of the True God. I have already joined the Spiritual Knowledge Society and I am an Outer God. If I am noticed by the True God... I will not be noticed for the time being."

Su Chen is no longer worried about his own safety. He just hopes that what he does will not get involved in too much trouble, or get involved in the grievances and plans of the righteous gods or Adam. He just wants to do what he wants to do.

I saw a list of gifts, and each gift was 10,000 pounds to a big shot? The purpose was to become a better person, live in a better environment, and complete a class leap.

Pay tribute to the higher-ups? To whom? Give nothing!

Su Chen has been to relatively prosperous and wealthy areas. The people there all have a sense of superiority. They like to look down on others, roll their eyes, and speak eloquently. They are extremely arrogant and look down on the peasants.

He tore up the list of tributes. If you can't get into a circle, don't force your way in. To that group of people, you are still a peasant, at most a nouveau riche with lots of money. Capitalist? In front of the real capitalists, that gangster leader can't be considered a capitalist. With this money, you can live a comfortable life in the future, and the food for the factory workers can be guaranteed.

Why should we give money to the gentlemen in the rich areas?
The next few days were quite leisurely. The workers in the factory were extremely excited. Every day they were given a large piece of black bread and other food. They said that the black bread was given to them and they could take it back.

"Boss, you won't ask us to kill anyone, right?"

A child who was about twelve years old had cold eyes while eating. His nose twitched and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. “It’s okay. I’ve eaten well these days.”

The other children and a few adults wiped their tears silently. Many of them were left alone, but others had families. They could bring back a big brown bread every day and see their families’ happy and relieved eyes.

Many people secretly clenched their fists.

this day.

Early in the morning.

Looking at the group of people gathered outside his door, each with a fearless look in their eyes, Su Chen was confused. What was going on? Was he still asleep?
"Boss, are we going to fight with someone?" A worker who just turned 18 years old was holding a long piece of iron that he got from somewhere.

"what?"

"I'm very strong!" Another skinny child gestured that he had a thin body due to long-term malnutrition, but after the improved meals in the past few days, his complexion was much better than a few days ago.

"what?"

Su Chen called them to a breakfast stall, bought breakfast, asked them to eat together, and asked what happened. After finding out, he realized that it was a misunderstanding.

These small workers thought they were raising death warriors and were going to do great things, which put their lives in danger. However, few of them escaped. There were a few workers who did not come. Su Chen knew their families. They had wives and children to take care of.

"You guys..." He scolded several workers who had families and thought they were here to die, but they still ran over. They said they had never been respected by anyone, not even their family members.

It wasn't until you, the boss, came that they changed their fate.

Su Chen was silenced.

This group of workers, this group of lowly people at the bottom of society, use their words to interpret the ugly face of the bourgeoisie. Have I been good to them? I really don't think I've been good to them. This is enough for them to die for me, even without asking for anything in return. I don't need to give their families much money after they die, because no one will care about them.

They themselves don’t know why they are living. They just live one day at a time, feeling numb and confused.

But these days are different. There is no need to do tiring work that cannot stop for a moment. All you need to do is come to eat on time, and a group of people can sit together to discuss and communicate.

This was an experience they had never had before. After the meal, they could even take some black bread back home. They felt like they were living in heaven.

After communicating with this group of people, Su Chen let them rest assured that the factory would continue to operate in the future. It just needed to make some changes in the system and machinery to make it bigger and stronger in the future.

"As long as you work hard and take it seriously, your salary will be raised, and you will have milk and white bread."

He calculated how much money he could make and he thought he could earn at least a few thousand pounds a month. This was still an initial transformation and would take time. He also didn't want to follow in the footsteps of a gangster leader, otherwise he could earn more.

They were given enough confidence, and one by one they went back to discuss with their families and came to work together. If they didn't have families, they would find partners they trusted and thought were good to help the boss grow bigger and stronger. Looking at this group of people, Su Chen finally understood why capitalists liked them so much. As long as they didn't have that kind of concept and thought, the harder they worked, the richer the capitalists would be.

I will have a stable source of income in the future.

As for the plan, I have it.

To change the world, to change the fate of countless workers, and to change the fate of countless ordinary people. In the process, he felt happy and interesting, that was enough. He knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed, and he wanted to find Klein, or the Tarot Club. If he could have help, they should be the most reliable.

The me in Valhalla seems to have never done such a thing. An Outer God holds high the banner, hahaha! It's interesting just to think about it, Amon, Night, Adam, this era!
"It's not that I don't have a talent for business, it's just that I have a conscience and can't complete the primitive accumulation of capital." Su Chen secretly comforted himself in his heart, "Business talent is not important, what is important is to change the world, find some fun in the process of changing the world, and satisfy my inner joy."

There are many interesting beings and people in the mysterious world.

Moreover, he had calculated that he would not lose money, as he had more than 13,000 pounds, all inherited from the gang leader. Even if things went badly, he could last for a very long time.

Su Chen doesn't need to buy any potion materials for the time being.

He had the potion formula, so he didn't need to buy a separate one, which would save him a lot of money, but he didn't need it. The reason was simple: he realized that he was not very suitable to play the role of an instigator.

It will take a while for him to digest the Sequence 8 Instigator potion.

The witch system is not a normal system to begin with. The sequence eight instigator is not a good thing as soon as you hear it, but each time the sequence is upgraded, it has additional abilities.

For example, the Sequence Nine Assassins have enhanced physical fitness and can change their bodies in a short period of time, becoming as light as a feather. They also have eagle vision and dark vision and are good at fighting and dodging. Each "Assassin" is good at hiding in the shadows, has nimble steps and the ability to burst out all their strength in one blow.

Sequence 8: Instigator, who can charm, mislead, persuade, and instigate others, trigger the evil thoughts deep in their hearts, intensify contradictions, provoke conflicts, and create bloodshed. Chunchun is a fire fanner. The kind who does no good.

However, the potion system has a set of upgrade rules, which is that after drinking the potion, you must digest the potion before you can go through the potion formula, collect materials, swallow the potion, and advance to the next sequence.

How to digest the potion is a key, just like the potion formula, which is monopolized. That is the acting method. To digest the potion correctly and quickly, you must always remember that you are acting, not really getting into the role.

Su Chen was not a qualified instigator, so he was slow to digest the Sequence 8 potion.

How to judge whether the potion is digested? It is very simple. If the potion is successfully digested, there will be a sense of brokenness, which can be clearly felt.

If he sold the extraordinary information in his mind, he would definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money. No! This is a priceless treasure, and it will bring trouble, like the magic potion formula of the witch's path.

He knew everything from Sequence 7 to Sequence 4, Demigod Sequence. He didn't need to buy a potion formula or get one from the Gnosis Society.

"I don't know if my true form can be released. I was careless at the time. Didn't I have any backup plan?"

Su Chen pondered for a moment and suddenly thought that he might be the backup planner.

Uh……

I have absolutely no idea what I should do.

No ritual can change the awakening of the original will, that is, the original creator, who split into personalities such as Tianzun and God, but because they could not control their strong instinct to gather, they fought each other and fought each other whenever they met. Tianzun and God just disliked each other.

I am just an outer god watching the show. It seems that I have some authority or something, but forget it. I am too lazy to care. That kind of authority is based on the rules of the world. It may not be useful in another world, unless you create your own world, just like me from Fox Demon.

But I remember how they described themselves. It seemed that they came from, uh, if I used an adjective to describe them, it would be from chaos, outside the sky or something like that. The evil and filth that invaded them were... Outer Gods.

Are they so repulsive to outsiders? They actually used so many words to scold me. It's a pity that I couldn't scold them back... Su Chen was not very interested in gaining authority, and he didn't know how to get it back.

Besides, that kind of authority could be taken away at any time, so it would be better to be down-to-earth and rely on the extraordinary knowledge that came from Valhalla to reach the point where you can beat a true God with one punch.

This situation is not impossible to achieve. The mysterious world, quality, rules, and cause and effect are a bit troublesome and distorted, but the [magnitude] is really not too powerful.

If I had combat power above the star-blasting level, I would basically be safe.

This is just like what people always say about the Warhammer world, how terrible it is. But terrible is only relative to the lower level. For those who are strong above the Starburst level, Warhammer is not that terrible.

After personal experience, Su Chen can confidently say that life at the bottom of the mysterious world is miserable.

Moreover, the rules of Warhammer are similar to those of Secret. If you become a civilian, a person with not very strong power and cannot see the future, your end will be very miserable.

Compared to the several beings in Valhalla that play with rules and even exist above cause and effect, they cannot compare in either quantity or quality.

"I wonder if there will be a newcomer from the Warhammer world in the future? If so, I can communicate with him and become his mentor."

Su Chen had all sorts of mixed thoughts in his mind, waiting to see if the people he had organized could give him a surprise.

While waiting, he went to find his superior, a woman covered in a black robe. It was obvious that she was a witch. Because he was on the witch path, it must be full of witches, and even all of them were male at the beginning, and they turned into females when they reached Sequence 7.

All I can say is that the one who is on the witch's path is mentally twisted, since witches have long been an extraordinary path suitable for women.

Just like another adjacent pathway, when a female reaches a high sequence, her gender will be transformed into that of a male. It is conceivable that such a bad world, with such a bad supernatural system, will give birth to such chaos and bad order.

He casually exchanged some information about the extraordinary world with his superiors, and asked indirectly about Roselle's diary.

Emperor Roselle was indeed very famous, but not many people cared about Roselle's diary. It was mostly regarded as a memorable souvenir.

"You want to know about Roselle's diary? I advise you not to waste your time." The woman, who was covered in a black robe, reminded in a moving voice, "Before you, I don't know how many people wanted to study Roselle's diary, but it was useless."

Russell's diary is written entirely in his native language, which people living in this era cannot read or understand.

"In order to dispel your obsession, I will bring one to you."

Su Chen expressed his gratitude.

"I'm free today. Would you like to come to my house and sit for a while?" The woman took off her black robe, revealing her brown hair like a waterfall, her brown eyes pure and watery, but her curved eyebrows, upturned eyes, straight nose and delicate lips outlined the charm of a mature woman. The two were blended together in a contradictory posture, but exuded an amazing charm.

It’s Mrs. Sharon!

Su Chen's mind was instantly attracted and his heart beat rapidly, but he quickly controlled himself and rejected it.

Mrs. Sharon expressed her disappointment and pity.

Seduce again.

Two days later.

Su Chen got several pages of Roselle's diary from Mrs. Sharon. The content on one of them was simply disgusting. It was all about Roselle rewarding a woman in distress. It was a record of his romantic history.

The other few records are not important. The most interesting thing is the sentence on one record: the taste of witch is really good. Tsk tsk ~ People say that Emperor Roselle has some interesting habits and a fulfilling life.

I have also experienced what Madam Sharon did. At that time, I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it, and Madam Sharon did it to me. It was like being born! I was so hungry, but she didn't let me go. Fortunately, I made up for it with a big meal later. I almost broke my body. Fortunately, I had become Sequence Nine at that time, otherwise I would probably be the first time in history to die from hunger and overeating.

the next day.

Su Chen returned to the bar again, and this time his mentality changed. Looking at the group of confused people in the bar, he inexplicably felt that these people were living very soberly.

Many of them look quite old.

(End of this chapter)