Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"5...50 copies?"

Hearing Chen Xun's words, the owner of the stationery store suddenly widened his eyes, and his brain, which had already rotted, seemed a little faint.

50 copies, that is 250,000 ghost money.

He had never seen this amount of ghost money.

Can this ordinary-looking young man in front of him really take it out?

"Why, is there any problem?" Chen Xun asked again.

The owner came back to his senses:

"Of course there is no problem, distinguished guest."

"But the store doesn't have so much stock now, you need to wait a while."

Chen Xun's eyes fixed:

"How long will it take?"

He is still in class, and the students in the classroom are still waiting for his drawing board.

The owner thought for a while and said:

"Half an hour... No, fifteen minutes, as long as you can pay now, it can be delivered within fifteen minutes."

Chen Xun's eyes fixed, then took out 250,000 ghost money from the system and threw it on the table of the stationery store.

Seeing the ghost money, the boss's breathing became rapid. He stared at the piled ghost money with his big eyes, and then slapped himself hard.

"Is this... not a dream?"

Then the boss made a call using the landline in the store.

"Dear guest, please wait in the store for a while. The goods will be delivered within fifteen minutes."

The boss said, and poured a drink for Chen Xun kindly.

"Guest, please have some tea."

Chen Xun took a look at the so-called tea, which was filled with the corpses of some black insects.

"No need." Chen Xun said.

The boss said it would take fifteen minutes, but in just ten minutes, a rusty truck drove to the door of the stationery store.

"Old Wu, is there a big business?"

The train driver got off the train.

He looked at the owner of the stationery store with his empty eyes without eyeballs.

Chen Xun was also surprised. How could this thing drive without eyes?

The owner of the stationery store ignored him and pulled Chen Xun to the truck.

Opening the door of the truck, the drawing boards and other tools were neatly piled in the truck.

I don't know how the supplier loaded the truck and delivered it so quickly.

"Customer, do you want me to deliver the goods to you?"

"No need."

Chen Xun pointed at the goods, and all the goods were received by Chen Xun in the system space.

The driver and the boss stared, and then showed fear.

They didn't know that Chen Xun had a system space.

And those who have such ability are all very scary ghosts.

Finally, Chen Xun walked out of the stationery store. When he passed by the supermarket, the salesperson from the supermarket yesterday ran out quickly, looked at Chen Xun with a smile, and said:

"Dear guest, you said yesterday that you wanted to buy our supermarket. I told our store manager."

"The store manager said that if you give a suitable price, this supermarket can be sold to you."

Chen Xun's eyebrows were condensed. He just said it casually yesterday, but he didn't expect that it would really be sold?

Then wouldn't his money be spent soon?

Thinking of being able to quickly improve his strength, Chen Xun was excited.

But on the surface, he was very calm.

"Of course, but I don't have time now."

"How about talking to him in detail after four o'clock in the afternoon?"

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the kindergarten will be over.

As a teacher, he is only free at that time.

The salesperson smiled and said, "Of course, our store manager will wait for you." Chen Xun nodded, and then asked, "I just don't know if there are other merchants who can sell shops in this market, and I can buy them together." The salesperson's eyes were dull when he heard this. He was sure that this must be a great nobleman. "I can ask for you." "Okay, see you at four o'clock in the afternoon." After that, Chen Xun took Xiaotu to the kindergarten. At the door, the security uncle was still not there, so Chen Xun took Xiaotu back to the small class. At this moment, the students in the small class were playing with the paint and waste paper they had spilled in the classroom. They were all covered with various colors. They looked innocent. When Chen Xun walked in, the students immediately stopped what they were doing, as if they were frozen. They stared at Chen Xun's empty hands with gloomy faces. "Teacher, where is the drawing board you promised to give us?"

"Teacher, are you lying to us?"

"A teacher who lies is not a good teacher."

The ghost spirit suddenly emerged from these students.

They lookedHe said to Xiaotu who was standing by:

"Xiaotu, why didn't you twist the teacher's head off?"

"You are so weak."

"It seems that we should do it."

As he spoke, the ghostly aura on these students was strong, and they showed a pair of small and sharp palms and rushed towards Chen Xun.

Xiaotu's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Everyone wait, you misunderstood the teacher!"

After Xiaotu finished speaking, these students stopped, then stared at Xiaotu and said:

"Xiaotu, why are you still speaking for this teacher?"

"He destroyed our drawing board and deceived us. He is not worthy of being a teacher at all."

Xiaotu said:

"No, the teacher really bought us drawing boards."

After speaking, Xiaotu looked at Chen Xun.

He personally experienced the scene of Chen Xun buying those drawing boards just now.

Moreover, it was really as the teacher said, he bought the best drawing tools in the stationery store.

He did not deceive everyone.

Chen Xun smiled and said:

"You are not good."

After that, Chen Xun took out a drawing board from the system space.

Brand new and exquisite.

The students' eyes widened immediately.

Then, Chen Xun took out a few bottles of paint, and the students immediately showed a fiery look.

"It is bone ash paint, which is the best paint."

"It is said that they are made from the best human skulls ground into powder, and a can is sold for 200 ghost money."

"I wanted to ask my mother to buy me a bottle, but she beat me up."

Seeing these painting tools, the students were immediately excited.

Finally, Chen Xun took out a set of fine drawing paper and brushes, and handed it to Xiaotu on the side.

"Hey, you are the best, this one is yours."

Xiaotu took the drawing board and paint, widened his eyes, and although he had known it for a long time, he still found it unbelievable.

"Is this really for me?"

"Thank you, teacher."

"Good boy." Chen Xun nodded.

The other students in the classroom immediately looked at the small picture with envy, and then looked at Chen Xun excitedly:

"Teacher, where are ours?"

"We also want such a drawing board."

However, Chen Xun did not rush to take out those drawing boards, but looked at the messy classroom.

"You are not good, you messed up the classroom like this."

"When the vice president finds out, he will definitely punish me."

Those students were dumbfounded.

Didn't you, teacher, ask us to break the drawing board, pour out the paint, and tear up the drawing paper?

Chen Xun said:

"Now, clean up the classroom and wash off all the stains on your bodies."

"Only in this way will the teacher give you those drawing boards and paint."