Infinite Script Killing

Whether Xu Tong has a conscience or not is not a matter of debate for the time being, but after this notice was issued, the pharmacy shopkeepers who were clamoring for arbitration at Laojunfang were dumbfounded.

Can you not be dumbfounded? ?

Not only did the arbitration fail, Laojunfang was also rated as a conscientious businessman.

In the auditorium, a group of shopkeepers were stunned for a few seconds, and then someone threw a glass and cursed: "You are a damn conscience, where is the person in charge of the exhibition? I applied to see the person in charge of the exhibition, please come out!!"

These big shopkeepers have the right to directly apply to see the person in charge of the exhibition.

Normally, they would not use this power. After all, the person in charge would not show up easily if he had nothing to do.

But today they have to say something.

However, not long after the application notice was sent, I got a reminder.

"Sorry, the person in charge of the exhibition is busy, please arrange your time reasonably!"

After receiving the tip from the exhibition, the big shopkeeper was immediately shocked.

He is the big boss of Lianyou Pharmaceutical, and Lianyou Pharmaceutical pays at least one million script points in taxes and fees to the exhibition every quarter, but the person in charge refuses to see him.

"I'm coming too. We must give you an explanation for this matter, otherwise it will never end!"

Other shopkeepers stood up and applied.

It’s just that almost all applications were rejected without exception.

Now these big shopkeepers couldn't sit still. Their application for arbitration was rejected, and even the request for the person in charge to come forward to explain was rejected. Is the power behind Laojunfang so big? ?

In fact, the person in charge of the power in Laojunfang knew in his heart that Mr. Taiwan could only be called a figure. As for Xu Tong and others, they were not considered a power in the eyes of the person in charge.

But the person in charge didn't see these shopkeepers, not because he felt guilty, but because he didn't know how to explain to these shopkeepers.

Due to the restrictions of the rules, the person in charge could not tell these shopkeepers that the cost of these elixirs from Laojunfang was almost negligible, but the selling price had reached ten times, or even close to twenty times the huge profit.

The person in charge was dumbfounded when he saw this price.

Now the charge of maliciously lowering prices against Laojunfang is simply not tenable.

You can't say that you sold it too cheaply, but if it goes up a bit, sell it for thirty times the price.

And even if it is thirty times higher, it seems that their price is still cheaper than that of other pharmacies.

Therefore, it cannot be characterized as malicious competition, it is normal market trading, but the person in charge of these matters cannot explain it to these shopkeepers. As for conscientious merchants... this can be obtained by receiving applications from 70% of the players at the exhibition on the same day. This title has nothing to do with the person in charge.

Seeing no explanation, the person in charge simply rejected all the shopkeepers' applications.

After seeing that their joint application failed to pass, the faces of all the shopkeepers looked like frost beating eggplants.

"Buzz!!"

At this time, the door outside was pushed open, and a person stepped in: "Dear brothers, I'm sorry that Zhang is a little late!"

The person walking outside the door was none other than Old Man Zhang, the chief steward of the Gun Gods.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are finally here!"

When the shopkeepers saw Mr. Zhang, they immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Someone quickly grabbed Mr. Zhang's hand: "Mr. Zhang, what is the origin of Laojunfang? If he does this, how can we do business in the future?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang also sighed, waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and then said: "To be honest with you, this Laojunfang has an amazing origin. I can't tell who it is specifically, but this time they The [Reconstruction Pill] sold is just an appetizer, there will be more pills later, I have already prepared for the worst, prepared 200 million in funds, and planned to fight Laojunfang to the death!"

In order to prove his determination, Mr. Zhang directly showed his 200 million capital note.

Seeing this note, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang, who had always been gentle and gentle, turned out to be serious this time.

Just when everyone was stunned, someone came back to his senses and asked: "What does Mr. Zhang plan to do??"

A capital pool of 200 million is not a small sum. Even though the Gunslingers are rich, they cannot afford to spend such a large amount of money to fight to the death with the other party. They cannot do this.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang continued with a solemn look: "I am determined to sink the boat, but it would be difficult for my family to win this battle alone, so I came here today to see what you guys think. If everyone is willing to work together, To advance or retreat, Sanxian Pharmacy will join forces with everyone to set up a joint pharmaceutical association, share resources, and set prices together. We will lower costs and lower prices together. Just his Laojunfang, I don’t believe how long he can last!”

After saying that, Mr. Zhang changed his tone: "Of course, if someone doesn't want to get involved, I can understand it. It's just that my ugly words have come to the front. This time our Gunsling Group has lifted the lid on everyone and fought with the other party. If we lose, I'm afraid you will no longer have a place in Zhanhui Pharmaceutical Industry."

Mr. Zhang's expression looked really angry, and he was completely prepared to risk his life. While everyone was shocked, they were also a little bit happy.

"Mr. Zhang, do you mean... to establish a trade union?"

However, there were also people who captured the key information very keenly.

"Yes, that's what it means. Once a pharmaceutical union is established, we can rate all drugs and customize prices based on the rating standards.

If prices are violated, we can use the name of the pharmaceutical trade union to force the exhibition to issue an improvement notice.

Moreover, the medicinal garden specialties and medicinal herb resources behind everyone can also be traded at a fair price for mutual benefit. Once the medicinal association is established, these 200 million in funds will be transferred to the account of the pharmaceutical union and become a reserve fund for establishing the union. "

Mr. Zhang pointed to the 200 million bills on the table with a serious look and said to everyone.

Now many shopkeepers feel embarrassed.

In fact, some people have proposed the establishment of a pharmaceutical association a long time ago, but who wants to be controlled by others? ?

So although there are many benefits to this matter, very few people are interested in it.

But at this moment, everyone was inevitably a little excited.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Mr. Zhang's face darkened. He immediately stood up, put away the golden tickets on the table, and walked out the door: "I know what you are thinking. Old man, let me make it clear. This is a medicine meeting. It’s up to you whether you are willing to join or not. Old man, I will only wait for you for three days. If there is no reply in three days, all the elixirs on the shelves of our Sanxian Pharmacy will be sold at a 20% discount. This time Let us, Sanxian Pharmacy and Laojunfang fight to the end!"

After saying that, he threw down a copy of the medical meeting's regulations and walked out without looking back.

When he walked out of the gate, he didn't take his own exclusive car. Instead, he activated his disguise with a few cronies and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Mr. Zhang, will they really agree?"

The cronies following Mr. Zhang asked carefully.

After hearing the inquiry from his confidants, Mr. Zhang just smiled calmly: "Yes, definitely yes. Let's go to Laojunfang. I want to add some more firewood to the fire..."

"Is this the wishing tree? Why don't there seem to be many people??"

Gu Xibai looked at the ancient blue tree in front of him and couldn't help but raise his head and look around.

Speaking of which, I heard that there are countless people queuing up at Huanglongjing every day. Some people even queue up first thing after coming back from the script world, but when they are about to enter the next script world, they still don't get their turn.

If you want to join the team as soon as possible, you can only spend money, and spend a lot of money.

The reason for this is precisely because there is an organization called the Scalper Group at the exhibition.

It is said that it is a deputy group under the Dimen, one of the six groups. The main industry of this group is scalpers, taking sides, reselling the price difference, and doing business without capital.

Don’t underestimate this industry. The overall combat effectiveness of the Scalper Group is not high, but it is the most profitable sub-group of Dimen. It is said that several other team members of Dimen will temporarily transfer to the Scalper Group to complete tasks after completing their missions. , earn commission.

So, don’t underestimate these players. In reality, there is still some legal control, but there is no such thing here.

Want to get rich? If you buy a criminal law book in reality, it will be as easy as getting rich.

"Because it's not cost-effective. No matter how many prop cards you give to this tree, it will only give you one seed. How many you can plant depends on your ability. Except for a few people who come to try their luck, or those who are completely sure. , most people wouldn’t come here.”

Based on his own understanding, Chang Wuzhi felt that it was not cost-effective to come to the Wishing Tree. It was no wonder that few people came here.

"It's not absolute. The more props cards are given, the higher the probability of getting the best seeds." The guide spirit corrected Chang Wuxue's statement on the side.

Xu Tong doesn't care about that many. He has a lot of title and prop cards. Apart from the Retrograde series, the Venerable, and Qiao Qian's Blessing, he plans to throw out all the other titles, at least to give his own props. Make room for the book.

So he said: "Then let me try it first."

As he said that, he walked to the wishing tree, called out the props book, and glanced at the title cards in the props book. I have to say that there were not enough slots in his props book. There was a reason. With a glance, the title cards The number is really quite large.

Except for the Rebel series and a small number of title cards, Xu Tong sacrificed all the other title cards to the wishing tree in front of him.

"Ding, do you want to sacrifice all the [Devil Haters] [Hunters] [Pluto Blacklist] [Defender] [Righteousness] [Chaos Sequence 4 - Lawful Ones] [Vermillion Sect Wine and Meat] as sacrifices?" Sacrifice to the wishing tree.”

"yes!"

With Xu Tong's confirmation, these title cards were immediately peeled off from the prop book and turned into dots of fluorescence and integrated into the wishing tree in front of them.

Not long after, a light blue flower bloomed on the wishing tree. After the flower withered, a fruit fell into Xu Tong's hand.

Here is the wishing fruit. As long as you plant it, a wishing tree will grow.

As for whether it is the best seed, it is hard to tell.

No wonder everyone is not happy to come here, after all, this thing is too risky.

"It's a pity that Li Bo, the mascot, can't enter the high-end exhibition area yet. Otherwise, let this kid try his luck, and maybe there will be a surprise."

Xu Tong thought of Li Bo's luck and believed that this kid must have made a lot of money in the last script world. When he went back later, he happened to go to the general exhibition area to see him.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong motioned to Chang Wugu and Gu Xibai to give it a try. They didn't have to be the same as him, they just needed to get one seed.

After waiting for a while, Gao Zhuo finished his work and came over to gather. He also tried to exchange a seed and handed it to Xu Tong.

After getting the seeds, Xu Tong didn't stop, and after telling them to help this little girl, he returned to the general exhibition area.

I called Li Bo in the team channel and asked about the fat man's income in the last script world.

Li Bo didn't hide anything. After telling him what he had gained, Xu Tong had to say that this fat man's luck was really incredible. He actually got five prop cards in one breath, three of which were top quality, and two more. The title card is definitely a breakthrough in terms of strength and quality for Li Bo.

However, Li Bo has not yet formed his own fighting style, so Xu Tong does not interfere with the prop cards he chooses, as long as the fat man feels comfortable.

"for you!"

Xu Tong threw a bottle of [Reconstruction Pill] to Li Bo. There were about twenty [Reconstruction Pills] in it: "Take it and sell it. You can sell it for as much as you want. The money you sell will be regarded as the world of this script." It’s a reward for you, but don’t sell it too cheaply, at least no less than 500 script points!”

Li Bo was startled, not realizing that such a good thing could happen.

Immediately moved, he wanted to give Xu Tong a big hug, but Xu Tong jumped sideways and avoided it.

After telling Li Bo not to reveal his identity when selling medicine, Xu Tong completely withdrew from the exhibition and returned to the real world.

After returning to reality, Xu Tong did not stop, but followed the call to the space between reality and reality. After his figure escaped into reality, he opened the door and went home.

The door opens.

The familiar black water was no longer in front of him, which made Xu Tong a little uncomfortable.

I always feel as if something is missing after the original Blackwater River in front of my home is gone.

But the old man is still there, sitting in front of the door, playing a straw rope game with the goddess. The old man and the young man look very harmonious.

When the goddess saw Xu Tong coming, she jumped up and ran towards Xu Tongxing: "Brother, you are finally back. Grandpa is getting tired of waiting these days."

The grandfather mentioned by the goddess is naturally Master Xue Gui.

Xu Tong nodded, took out a candy and gave it to the goddess, then walked to the old Taoist side and winked: "How did you go this time?"

The master took Lao Tao with him to deal with Rutoro, so Lao Tao naturally knew the specific situation.

"Hey, this guy Rutoro is in bad luck. If he wants to cause trouble for you, I'm afraid he will have to wait a while longer."

The old man sneered and told Xu Tong about Rutoro.

He didn't know the details of the specific process, because the interrogation of Rutuolo was personally presided over by Emperor Fengdu and Du Ziren, and it was not his turn to watch.

But Rutoro relied on himself as a close confidant of the Blood River Cult Leader, and was lawless, even daring to defy the emperor's decree.

This made Emperor Fengdu angry.

Rutoro was used to pretending to be powerful. He was so angry at the time that he spoke without thinking.

He also didn't want to think about who Emperor Fengdu was, the Emperor of Beiyin, the leader of the Five Emperors and Great Demon Kings, and the real-name CEO of Mingtu. Apart from the empress and the prince, he was the biggest in Mingtu.

The leader of Blood River usually only dared to talk a few words to satisfy his cravings. If he saw the great emperor getting angry, he would not rashly stand up for him.

As a result, Rutoro was mercilessly destroyed by the emperor, fell directly from the great god status to the minor god status, and was also punished to go to the Wangchuan River to work as a handyman for six hundred years.

"that's all??"

Although the punishment sounds severe, Xu Tong still feels a little bit confused.

"Be content. Destroying his first-level god status is even more uncomfortable than killing him. What's more, working as a handyman for six hundred years is not that comfortable. After all, the emperor still cares about the face of the leader of the Blood River. This matter can punish At this level, it is already top level.”

The old Taoist took this matter lightly, but Xu Tong was not that comfortable. Then he pointed at himself: "Then I..."

"Your compensation? You go to your master yourself, and I didn't take your compensation."

The old man rolled his eyes, pointed at the door behind him and said.

Yes, Xu Tong stopped asking when he saw this, opened the door and walked into the courtyard: "I'm back!!"

"You brat, you still know how to come back."

Mr. Song was sitting in the pavilion reading a book. When he heard the voice, he said without raising his head: "Go directly into the backyard. Your master has been waiting for you for several days."

"okay!"

Xu Tong nodded, then turned and ran towards the backyard where the master lived.

It just so happened that Mr. Mei was also in the backyard, and I had to leave it to him to plant the wishing tree.

When they entered the backyard, they saw the master standing by the fish pond fishing. Seeing Xu Tong coming, he couldn't help but said angrily: "You son of a bitch, I thought you really didn't care at all."

Upon hearing what the master said, Xu Tong immediately showed a flattering smile, picked up the tea on the table and brought it to the master: "Master, I have been delayed by something recently, and I am looking forward to the stars and the moon. You are back."

"Ah!"

Seeing his careless look, Xue Gui snorted coldly, took the tea cup and took a sip before continuing: "I've told you everything."

"I told you, but I didn't tell you everything."

Xu Tong reached out and took the tea cup.

"Not satisfied."

"Not satisfied. This guy Rutoro has clearly violated the prohibition of Hades. He wants to sacrifice a whole world with blood and slaughter countless people. I am not a righteous person, but I think this punishment is unfair."

Xu Tong said in a deep voice: "Besides, I don't want to be a puppet, and I don't want to be manipulated by them anymore."

The master was not surprised when he heard what Xu Tong said. He took out a notebook from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Tong: "It's for you!"

"What??"

Looking at the book in the master's hand, Xu Tong took it over with confusion, his eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise: "This is a script!"

The master didn't respond.

Xu Tong opened the script and scanned it at a glance. This script is more like a record than a script.

Because the names of several players and their final endings are marked on it.

The outcome for these players was not good.

Three died, and although the other three completed the main plot, only one returned, and the other two became vessels for the gods.

This is the first time Xu Tong has seen a script in which every player's participation process is recorded in detail.

It wasn't until Xu Tong finished reading the script in his hand that the master on the side said: "Opportunities are never given by others, but earned by oneself. If Taoist Meihua didn't cause trouble, how could he escape from the Three Realms? Not in the Five Elements, since you want an opportunity, this is your opportunity, it depends on whether you dare to fight for it!"

"Master, what do you mean, you want us to enter this script again?"

Xu Tong was very smart, and after seeing this script, he already had a vague guess in his heart.

"Yes, you want to jump out of the chessboard, but you don't have the strength now. Any of the gods and demons in the sky can crush you to death with one finger. Even if you are an inferior goalkeeper like Rutoro, if he comes in his true form, you will If you have a slight chance of winning, don't think that you really have some means because the Nine Immortals Cauldron in your hand made Po Meng suffer a dull loss. Po Meng is just a soup maker. If you don't believe me, try making ox-headed horse noodles instead. "

The master rarely teaches Xu Tong a lesson. Generally, the master is responsible for the evildoers. Today's abnormality can also show that the master attaches great importance to this matter.

I just heard the master continue to say: "You have neither the strength nor the temperament of Taoist Meihua. There is only one way to fight and find a way for yourself."

As the master spoke, he put his hand on Xu Tong's shoulder and stared at him seriously: "My child, this time your opponent is the god. Re-enter the script and play the role of the dead player in the script. Win the battle. You are the only one qualified to take this road. If you lose the fight, Master will accompany you and we will go to hell together!"

"Master, do you still have to share in this?"

Xu Tong was not frightened by the master's eyes. Instead, he shook the script in his hand and asked Xue Gui.

When the master heard this, a slight sneer appeared on his thin face: "No one dares to bet on you without a few chips. I am an old man. If I don't fight for your master, I will fight for you, my disciple." Otherwise, when will it ever come out?"

"Now that we've all bet on this, we still have chips that we haven't bet on, so don't hide them. If you don't play at this time, you will lose even if you win."

Xu Tong squinted and looked in the direction of the pavilion in the front yard.

Xue Gui raised his brows slightly when he heard this, but looked towards the kitchen and nodded: "When the time comes, your master's bargaining chip will be the trump card for us to make a comeback."

Mr. Song, who was studying, suddenly felt a chill on his back. After his body shivered, he couldn't help but look back in the direction of the backyard in confusion: "Strange, why did the weather suddenly get cold today..."