Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Entering a low alley, Arondil opened the door deep inside.

What came into view was a room with the lights on. In the room, several sturdy men were playing cards.

When they saw Arondil entering, they ignored him.

"Are you here to apply for a loan?" A woman with heavy makeup came over.

"No, I'm here to discuss business." Arondil looked around.

When the woman heard this, her smile froze. "If you are not a loan applicant, please leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men playing cards stood up and stared at Arondil fiercely.

"Are they debt collectors? They don't seem to be a deterrent at all." Arondil shook his head.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" A strong man walked over with clenched fists.

Bang bang! Arondil clapped his hands. Then there were bursts of footsteps outside the gate.

Several strong men present hurriedly pulled out their machetes, while the waitress immediately took a few steps back.

Then a terrifying monster with an extremely ugly appearance walked through the door.

The woman with heavy makeup was so frightened that she peed on the floor, while the strong men were so frightened that their legs were weak and they could hardly hold their weapons.

"Help..." the woman shouted weakly.

"Call your boss out."

"I just..." A strong man with legs shaking like chaff stood up holding the table.

“How can you, the loan lenders, get a foothold here if you don’t even have a debt collector with a good image?”

"Next, please let me introduce our products solemnly." Arondil walked up to the monster and patted him on the shoulder.

"This is the flagship product of our company - Xie Shen No. 1. As long as you have this face, no matter how difficult the debt collection project is, you can succeed! Aren't you excited?"

All the strong men present, look at me and I look at you. For the first time, they felt inferior because they were not ugly enough.

After completing his first business, Arongdil paid full price for an Orange mobile phone.

It's not that he indulges in enjoyment, but people here in Cold Harbor rarely pay in cash.

Arondil was approached by a gang member wearing a black hood. "This effect shouldn't be permanent, right?"

"Don't worry! It's just a simple pinching technique. It will be fine in a month. If it takes shape at once, how can I continue to make money?"

"I think there are a few other loan companies over there. Let's visit them one by one."

After a short period of accumulation of wealth, everyone changed their outfits one after another.

Nowadays, everyone stops on the street and no longer looks like a homeless person.

"I see that the teachers in the cram school there are very well paid. I am also planning to open one." Milici said.

"I'm going to open a beauty salon." Jonny said.

"I'm going to go to the underground black market to do boxing," Jerry said.

"I plan to become an actor. I see those people who have poor acting skills but can still be successful."

"I'm going to the White Horse Club over there..." said a male member.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at him strangely.

"Everything is for adults! I heard that the cowherds there are very profitable..."

"..."

"I'm going to become a master locksmith." York said with a deep look. He has been fished out by everyone.

"I found the locks here to be some weird locks and they were very challenging."

Everyone had their own goals, and soon they melted into this bottomless metropolis.

Not far away, a police car was observing them.

"Sir, those people are unregistered criminals. Do we want to close the net now?"

The commander smiled slightly and took a deep breath of the soul smoke. "There's no rush, they're not making enough right now. We need to take a long-term view and catch the big fish. Be patient."

"Understood! Sir!"

"Keep an eye on them."

"Yes!"

…………

However, the dream of starting a business is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

When everyone gathered again in the evening, they were a little downcast.

"What's wrong? It seems that everyone is not in a high mood." Arondil looked at the balance and said.

"Alas! To open a cram school, you need a teacher's certificate. Without a teacher's certificate, even an expert magician like me will not be recognized by anyone." Milici said in a low voice.

"Those boxing fighters are not that good, but my boss told me not to win. It's very boring." Jerry said glumly.

"I went for an interview, and everything went smoothly in the beginning. Then a rich woman wanted to support me. How could I bear it!"

"Damn it! Why are you so reserved? Tell me the rich woman's phone number."

"I didn't remember. I got angry and left."

"I gave you a chance and you didn't use it!" Everyone criticized him with words and writings.

"Oh~ My beauty salon business is doing well, but there are always people making trouble, and my customers are scared." Johnny shook his head.

Finally, everyone turned their attention to the brothers who went to the White Horse Club.

"Don't mention it, I didn't expect that the cowherd has to serve more than just women... We left after hearing the request."

"Why don't you care about me? I made a lot of money today." York said with a smile.

"Don't get caught again! It cost a lot of money to get you!"

"Don't worry, this time it's definitely a legitimate gain."

Looking at York's balance, everyone looked shocked.

Everyone gathered in the dark alley and chattered. Whenever a patrol car passed by, they kept their mouths shut.

They don't plan to buy a house because there's really no use for that kind of thing. It will only slow down their ability to make money.

Everyone continued to struggle on the second day...

Day by day, everyone has accumulated some wealth.

As a result, Arondil also started a loan business.

Some time passed.

Jerry led a group of brothers and conquered a large neighborhood with their superior force. All clubs and shopping malls on this street need to pay protection fees to them.

Those guys who wanted to be cowherds succeeded in becoming the owners of the club.

With the support of funds and personnel, Qiao Ni's large beauty salon soon became popular.

With the support of obtaining a false certificate, Milici's large-scale cram school was finally set up.

As for York, he is ready to start a lock company down-to-earth.

Some members with dreams became idols after their debut. They called themselves FT59. FT is the abbreviation of Fry Tiger, and 59 represents the number of people...

Gradually, the masked gang has gained a foothold throughout the city.

"I really underestimate you!" The officer took a piece of information and read it one by one.

"When will your lord close the net?"

"Why are you so anxious? Their money has been invested now, we need to wait a little longer." The officer said with a smile.

"After all, they are all rats in the gutter and cannot get on the stage."

"They haven't understood the essence of this city. Money always comes second! Only power! is everything!" The officer gently clenched his fist.