Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

Gan Wencui and the others said, "???"

What a shit!

I'm still sore all over.

Gan Qiang smiled and said, "Little brother, did you make a mistake?"

Zhang Jing said innocently, "No, I healed a wound for each of you."

"For the rest of your internal and external injuries, you have to pay extra."

Gan Wencui and the others said, "..."

"Hahahahahaha!" The rest of the people who had been watching this scene finally couldn't help bursting out laughing.

When one person laughs, the group of people laughs with them.

Even those who had just woken up from a coma before laughed out loud.

Gan Wencui and the others felt that their faces were turning pale with anger.

"Hey, your faces are all purple and red, do you want me to treat you too?"

Zhang Jing is serious and serious.

Gan took out all the blood refining copper on his body in one breath.

"It's all for you."

He didn't want to be angry anymore, and he didn't want to die young from being angry.

He just wanted to leave this teenager as soon as possible.

Zhang Jing counted, only one thousand kilograms.

"What about you?" He smiled sincerely.

Wen and Cui were trembling all over, so they had to hand over their few blood-smelting copper.

Zhang Jing rubbed three blessings casually.

Before it touched them, it spread out on its own.

"Okay, the treatment is complete, three big brothers, you have recovered."

Gan Wencui was so angry that the three of them rolled their eyes.

What the hell, you don't even bother acting, do you?

"Brother Chang, can you use a magic spell for me too? I have a broken leg and I don't have blood to refine copper. Can I give you the Orb of Faith?" a fat aunt whispered.

Zhang Jing said with a smile, "A thousand orbs of faith will guarantee your recovery."

He rubbed five blessings in a row and threw them over.

The fat aunt's injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than two minutes, she got up from the ground, stroked her body in surprise, and thanked Zhang Jing quickly.

"Little brother, help me and use one for me." The middle-aged man beside him also said hastily.

They can also heal wounds with the medicine they carry.

But those things are quite expensive.

Most people prefer to keep it for use in battle.

Seeing that Zhang Jing's fee was so cheap, they stepped forward one after another.

Zhang Jing kept releasing magic spells to help them heal their wounds.

Gan Wencui and the others were so angry that their lungs would explode.

You are a double standard!

I protest, I strongly protest!

While helping people heal their wounds, Zhang Jing also conveniently collected the blood-smelted copper on the ground into the realm of the gods.

Not even the size of a fingernail.

Zhang Jing firmly believes in a word, how can you make a fortune without accumulating small money.

This is a sentence that his father often said before he disappeared.

The corners of their mouths twitched as everyone watched.

But Zhang Jing indirectly saved their lives, and the treatment fee for them was so cheap, so they didn't have much to say.

After healing everyone and collecting all the blood and copper, Zhang Jing came to Ye Qinghui's side.

"Hey, why haven't you recovered yet?"

Zhang Jing asked curiously.

Ye Qing looked at him blankly, still in a state of amnesia.

Finally, she tilted her head and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Jing decided to test it on the verge of being beaten.

He cleared his throat and said in a low voice, "You provoked me, you forgot?"

Ye Qing punched him when he went back.

Very fast punches.

Zhang Jing didn't react and was sent flying.

"Although I don't know who you are, there is a sentence in my mind."

"As long as that person claims to be my dad, dad, fare, oh dosang or any similar words, then give him a punch."

Seeing Ye Qinghui being so violent, several people originally wanted to go up to say hello, but now they shrank their necks.

Zhang Jing rubbed his face and got up from the pile of stones.

"I made a mistake. I didn't expect that I can't use English."

Ten minutes later, except for the three of Gan Wencui, everyone rested and finished.

The explorers with lingering fears left one after another.

No matter who, seeing the companions around him being beaten to a pulp forcibly will cause psychological shadows.

Wu Kui and Yao Qian added a contact information with Zhang Jing, shared blood and copper smelting, and left one after another.

But even after such a long time, Lu Zuan finished digging out the blood copper in the mine, Ye Qinghui still didn't recover his memory.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Jing scratched his head, "Would you like to come with me?"

After much deliberation, he might only be able to hand Ye Qing back to Yucheng Combat Department.

"Walk."

Ye Qing's eyes were blank, but he seemed to remember Zhang Jing's face, so he nodded.

Zhang Jing and the others quickly left the small plane of No. 1008 and returned to Yucheng City.

Gan Wencui and the others watched them leave.

"Boss, if I don't take revenge, I'm sorry for my code name!" Cui Ruan said.

"Recuperate and recuperate, next time I find this kid... Ouch, it hurts!" Gan shook his fist vigorously.

But before he could swing his fist, he felt a sharp pain all over his body.

Wen quickly supported him, "Boss, take care of your body, it's not too late for us gentlemen to take revenge for ten years!"

"I will never forget this kid's name, Chang Boyuan! Just wait for me!" Gan Yangtian roared angrily.

On the other side, as soon as Zhang Jing and the three came out, they encountered Jin Qumo who was on patrol.

Zhang Jing handed Ye Qing back to him.

After leaving the Combat Division, Zhang Jing and Lu Zuan found a place to share the spoils.

This time the two can be said to have made a lot of money.

Zhang Jing alone obtained more than [-] kilograms of blood-smelting copper.

In addition, there are fine silver for rescue missions, rewards for killing missions and purification missions.

According to the current price of blood-refined copper, 1 kilograms of blood-refined copper can be sold for [-] million Faith Orbs.

And according to the inside information provided by Lu Zuan's father, metal prices will at least triple in the near future!

"Old Zhang, if you can trust me, give me all the blood refining copper, and I will let my father operate it, at least quadruple it!"

Lu Zuan said seriously.

Without saying a word, Zhang Jing handed over the blood copper refining to him.

Lu Zuan nodded excitedly.

"I'm planning to go to the small plane 1008 again. There is still a little blood and copper left under the wolf city. I feel guilty if I don't dig them all up."

Zhang Jing said with emotion.

Lu Zuan also sighed, "I won't go, I'm going to practice hard these few days, open up the divine spring as soon as possible, and become the next god sooner."

Meanwhile, hell.

The great demon Reis sat on his throne, and said coldly, "Is there a way to find that god?"

In front of him was a mirror where mana condensed.

In the mirror, is the face of a skinny half-human half-demon.

Magician, Anke.

He and Reis are considered friends.

An Ke is also a great demon, with the same strength as Lace.

An Ke used to be a god of the holy mountain, but later believed in demons and was willing to fall.