Undead Farm

Chapter 336 Sending You Thousands of Miles Away

Seeing the old man's familiar salesmanship, Ye San almost attracted him as a confidant, but thinking that this kid had just provoked Zhou Hong just now, and his personality was really a bit perverted, this gave up the idea of ​​recruiting him.

But more importantly, one stingy and money-greedy person like him is enough, another one will have to fight.

"Cough! Don't play routines like the annual card. I'm looking for you this time to ask you something."

"Inquire? No time!"

The old man's expression turned cold when he saw that Ye Sangen was not here to discuss business, but Zhou Hong's cold snort woke him up instantly.

"But since you are the [-]th visitor, it's not impossible for me to answer you a few words..."

"Thank you very much." Ye Sangen shrugged and handed over the "Tianwei Weekly" in his hand.

"I don't know who is in charge of this thing. I want to discuss business with him."

The old man glanced at it and suddenly became interested: "Are you here to place an advertisement? I told you to apply for an annual card here and get a free advertisement. How about it? Are you interested?"

"No card! Just tell me who is in charge!"

"Oh." The old man lost interest and pointed to his red nose.

"I'm the founder, but I'm not the person in charge. If you want to find the person in charge, you probably have no choice."

"You are the founder? You made this thing?" Ye Sangeng asked in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring to stay in this place where the birds don't shit? How can you survive without watching those little gossips, hiccup, and of course delicious wine!"

The old man smiled, and took out another wine jug out of nowhere and poured it.

Space mages, a group that will be taken away by the empire and cultivated intensively since birth, they will be dispatched to a portal to be responsible for maintenance after they complete their studies.

Their job is to help people open portals, and other than that, they can't stay a hundred meters away from the portal. When there is an emergency, they have to show up immediately even if they are taking a dump. They have been tied to the portal for almost their entire lives. superior.

I have to say that this kind of life is indeed extremely boring, otherwise Ize would not risk being wanted and become a free space mage.

And these well-organized space mages have to work hard to complete the performance of the portal in order to be able to be transferred to a more prosperous area, but there are few people in poor places, so who can afford the expensive portal?
This is simply a vicious circle, and it is normal for the red-nosed old man to find something else to pass the time in desperation.

"You just said you were the founder, but you're not the person in charge. Could it be that "Tianwei Weekly" has already been acquired?" Ye San asked even more strangely.

"What a crap purchase!" The old man suddenly threw the wine bottle and cursed, "I didn't even get half of it!"

"The one who killed a thousand swords cheated my hard work, and even extended it to all teleportation formations. As a result, I didn't get a single copper coin, so I still have to stay in this stupid place!"

"Cough! Please pay attention, this bird place is my territory!" Ye Sangen's face froze.

"Also, who is that person?"

"Your territory? This is not my brother...wait!" The old man suddenly rolled his eyes and looked at Ye San Geng: "Are you the one named Ye?"

"It's down."

"That's not surprising,"

The old man took out another jug, and this time at midnight, he saw clearly that there was a space gem the size of a grain of sand on his finger.

He is indeed a poor man!
"You asked me so many questions. Do you want to acquire Tianwei Weekly?"

Ye Sangeng smiled: "Well, I wonder if you can introduce me? I can pay you a little."

"Remuneration?" The old man's eyes lit up, but he still shook his head and pointed at the portal.

"It's not difficult to see him, just go through this portal, but the farther the distance, the more the cost."

"How many?"

The old man stretched out his palm and made a five.

"Five gold coins?"

"Council! Have you never been on a portal? The starting price is a hundred gold coins, and you can't even afford the dust on the energy gems with five gold coins!" the old man said angrily.

"Five hundred? So expensive?!" Ye Sangeng's eyes widened.

He knew that the portal was something that rich people could afford, but he really didn't expect it to be so expensive, no wonder even that girl Tang Xiaowan couldn't afford it.

"Five hundred, I can only send you thousands of miles away. If you want to go to the president, you can figure out this number. See clearly, fifty thousand! Gold coins!"

"Fuck me! Fifty thousand gold coins? Steal money, you?!" Ye Sangeng said with a gloomy expression.

His undead teleportation array is enough to splash a few hundred catties of blood, but this ghost teleportation gate is worth tens of thousands of gold coins?Is this crazy about money? !
"It's not like I'm robbing you of your money. What's all the fuss about?" The old man smiled disdainfully.

"The president sets the price. If you have the ability, go to him!"

"President? President of the Space Mage Association? Aston?" Ye Sangen frowned.

He vaguely remembered that the guy who was entangled and sent flying by his hundred thousand dead lights seemed to be the president of the space mage group. Could it be that his pigeon egg ring came from this way?I can't tell he is such a dark person!

It seems that it is not a big deal for me to blackmail him with a ring!

"What Aston? That's the vice president! Are you going or not? Just pay!"

Looking at the smiling red-nosed old man, it seemed that Ye Sangeng couldn't afford the money, but he didn't know that there were 20 gold coins lying in his interspatial ring, and he could kill him if he smashed it!
However, [-] gold coins just to cheer up and argue is too wasteful. Ye Sangeng is not the kind of casual person, so he frowned.

"The place where your president lives is really far away. Is there any other way to contact him?"

The red-nosed old man shrugged his shoulders: "Actually, even if you pay the money, you may not be able to find him. We will travel around for a day, and he may not be here. If you want to find him, you might as well report to the newspaper and scold him." The sentence comes quickly, I guarantee he can see it right away, how about it? Come or not?"

Ye Sangen shivered, he could see it.

This old man is full of bad things, and he tried his best to cheat him out of money. If he really published the newspaper and scolded him for being president, would the business still be able to go on?

But other than this method, is there any other way to contact the other party?
Although he could produce a "Sacred Stone Daily" without purchasing the "Tianwei Weekly", but without the transmission of the portal, the newspaper he produced can only be spread within the two-thirds of an acre of land.

Moreover, the source of the manuscript is also a big problem. He can't ask for a marriage with the widow Wang who ascended the Tianshi today, and the old man Li from which village will cheat tomorrow, right?
That style is too low!
But just when he was worrying, a teleportation array with a glare version dozens of times larger than the dog hole teleportation array opened by Yi Ze lit up in front of him...

(End of this chapter)