The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 493 Ore Income
"Zhao Chen, you don't need to accompany me, you can go to work."

Ruolan saw that Zhao Chen seemed to have something to deal with.

"Row."

Zhao Chen put down a little fox, left, and returned to the room. Zhao Chen checked the account book for this month.

"Another five hundred divine stones are missing, and it seems that Wan'er took them away again."

With the support of the alliance, many children have embarked on a new path. Some of them became members of the alliance, but most of them still chose to leave.

After all, the God Realm is huge, so it's normal for them to want to go out for a walk.

It was very late at night, and Tang Wan'er went back to the house.

"Went there?"

"Look where those kids go."

"Wan'er, come here."

Zhao Chen patted the bed, motioning for Tang Wan'er to sit down.

Tang Wan'er sat down gently.

"what happened?"

Zhao Chen stared at Tang Wan'er's small face.

"Wan'er, how long have you not rested?"

"What's the matter, do I look bad?"

"Don't be too tired, this is not a fairy world, you are just a low-level god-man now."

"I know, but some children are really pitiful, if they can be..."

Zhao Chen spoke halfway, but still didn't continue.

"Let Cai'er accompany you next time, how could you be so busy?"

Tang Wan'er nodded lightly. Sometimes, Zhao Chen still supported him very much.

A few days later, in an alley, a child died.

Tang Wan'er came over to take a look, she held the child and wept for a long time, and recently went to the first floor of the abyss to bury her.

"Wan'er, that child was born with a ghost, and it's pretty good that he can live till now."

"What about the remnant souls, those saints are simply a group..."

Tang Wan'er hesitated to speak.

"When I become a saint, there will be no suffering in this world."

Zhao Chen gently hugged Tang Wan'er.

"Then we must work hard to improve our cultivation and turn grief into strength."

In the restaurant.

"Then Tang Wan'er is doing boring things again."

Xuanfeng's guard said softly.

Xuanfeng glanced out the window, Tang Wan'er gave some food to those children.

"The Sorrow of the Weak."

Xuanfeng would not understand the significance of Tang Wan'er's actions. Even if those children had no food, they would not starve to death for a while. This would only make them lose their will, become weak, and become beggars.

But how could he understand that what Tang Wan'er did would change the entire God Realm in the future.

These kids didn't become beggars, they moved around the league, did some groceries, and got a little bit of benefits.

Tang Wan'er often told them some stories to let them understand how to go forward in their future.

The number of children living near Union is in the hundreds all year round.

Every month Tang Wan'er spends hundreds of god stones for these children, and some children get sick with dozens of god stones at a time.

These children will remember it in their hearts and must pay it back when they grow up.

Zhao Chen often watched silently.

In the restaurant.

"I'm talking about Brother Zhao Chen, can your wife be able to bear this kind of charity every day?"

A man of God couldn't help asking.

"The alliance has a lot of assets, and there is nothing too much to bear. It must be that your business has been bleak recently."

"Who says it's not? There are very few customers in my shops these days. The same is true for your restaurant."

"Indeed, a group of gods left. After all, the land of the abyss is a good season for hunting."

"By the way, you won't go hunting this year?"

"No time, let Ergou lead the team."

"It's true, you don't need to take risks now, I can't, there are still a large group of brothers waiting to support, and we will set off tomorrow.

"Be safe and don't be stupid."

"Brother Zhao Chen, don't worry, brother, I'm a veteran, and I won't let my brothers die."

In the City of Abyss, such conversations used to be invisible at all, but now they are very common. If there is a team that can't solve the problem, ask Zhao Chen for a loan. Zhao Chen never says anything else, and always helps them.

Except for the area of ​​Abyss City, other places are still full of intrigue.

In the courtyard of the ancient castle, a few little foxes were playing, and as soon as Zhao Chen appeared, they ran away one after another.

"Ruolan, you said we will have several children at any time."

Ruolan was taken aback suddenly.

Several little girls nearby laughed.

"Hurry up and go to work."

Zhao Chen sat on the stone stool.

Ruolan walked over.

"Zhao Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Chen had a faint smile on his face.

"I have a good idea recently, and it is estimated that I can make a lot of money."

"what idea?"

"Isn't there a mine on the first floor of the abyss? Let's mine."

"There are a lot of monsters in that mine, how do you get in?"

"Come to the base later."

In the base, Zhao Chen put on a fur.

"how?"

"Really good."

So Zhao Chen and his team disguised themselves as monsters and entered the mine.

Move large amounts of ore out.

A channel was also opened.

Many gods were hired to work.

But there are also jealous gods.

They often come to make trouble, and Zhao Chen also has a bit of a headache, even Xuanfeng can't help it.

So Zhao Chen directly found thousands of gods and men, and confronted each other outside the mine for three days, and finally those guys left.

Because the next time they come to make trouble, it will be considered a team battle.

These mines started to be jointly mined, this is also Zhao Chen's means of survival, a team is destined to be oppressed.

The mine dug by Zhao Chen and the others is very stable, with the special soil studied by No. [-].

"Brother Zhao Chen, this is the ore income for this month."

Zhao Chen glanced at it.

"Yes, you have worked hard. If a man of God comes, don't refuse."

"clear."

The more people there are, the better, but there are always some gods and men who hide behind them. Once they are discovered, they are destined to be fired.

Zhao Chen also often came to mine to earn a little money.

Some children appeared near the mine,
"what's the situation?"

Zhao Chen looked into the distance.

"They all came to deliver food."

"is it safe?"

"There are no monsters in this area, it's very safe."

Zhao Chen couldn't help laughing, it seemed that it was Tang Wan'er's idea.

"Master Zhao Chen, this is Sister Wan'er, I gave it to you."

A child handed Zhao Chen a small box.

Zhao Chen opened it and took a look.

"good."

For Zhao Chen, such a day is not bad.

In the city of the abyss, in some blacksmith shops, the ore was continuously transported to be cast into weapons.

In the God Realm, it is not a joke to become a casting master, it takes billions of years of experience.

Zhao Chen also tried, but without exception, he failed, and he couldn't produce anything in a few months.

Manufacturing an artifact requires a very complicated process. First, it needs to be forged. If there are too many impurities, it will basically be useless.

In the secret forging room, during the frenzied tempering by a group of gods and men, the slag kept overflowing.

(End of this chapter)