"Name: Lin Pingzhi.
Identity: Fowey Darts of the Laughing Pugilistic World. "
Zhou Yang sized up Lin Pingzhi. This young master was in a sorry state. His clothes were tattered, and his hair was messy. From his complexion, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a long time.
Although Yue Buqun had stolen the Lin family's Bixie Sword Manual, the Fowey Darts didn't know about it. The Qingcheng School, which had been eyeing the Bixie Sword Manual, also didn't know about it.
Without the support of the Huashan Sect, the Fowey Darts's fate was even more miserable. Apart from Lin Pingzhi, who had luckily escaped, his parents were captured, and everyone else was killed.
"Sure." Zhou Yang gently nodded.
The Laughing Pugilistic World's Qingcheng School's Sect Master, Yu Canghai, was only a peak second-rate expert at the mid-stage of the Houtian realm.
It would be a little troublesome for Zhou Yang to create a Xiantian expert, but it would be easy to create a Houtian expert.
Zhou Yang sighed. Lin Pingzhi's family was really unlucky.
Lin Yuantu had given the Lin family a great reputation. The Lin family's 72 Bixie Sword Arts had shaken the world, but it was a pity that he didn't pass down the strength to maintain this reputation.
Of course, this was relative. Without Lin Yuantu, there wouldn't be any Fowey Darts in this world.
"Thank you, shop owner, thank you!" Lin Pingzhi repeatedly kowtowed with a face full of joy.
Zhou Yang said indifferently, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. When you know the price you have to pay, I'm afraid you won't be able to thank me."
Lin Pingzhi didn't have anything he wanted. He had been plagued with bad luck all his life. Basically, those who were good to him were either killed by others or by him.
This meant that his providence was very low. If he continued to trade providence, he would probably be killed when he returned to the Laughing Pugilistic World.
Then, only his life and soul were left.
Lin Pingzhi's face turned pale when he heard that.
The moment he entered Wanjie Lou, a huge amount of information appeared in his mind. Naturally, it was related to the trading rules of Wanjie Lou.
Every transaction required a corresponding amount of Value Points. Value Points could be in the form of gold, rare medicinal ingredients, lifespan, and souls.
"This is a bottle of strengthening medicine. Inject it into your body, and your strength will be comparable to that of Qingcheng School's head, Yu Canghai." Zhou Yang's fingers moved slightly, and a strengthening medicine and syringe appeared in his hand.
Compared to the strengthening potion taken orally, injecting the strengthening potion, although the effects were slightly weaker and accompanied by great pain, was very suitable for a "poor" person like Lin Pingzhi who had no value at all. After all, it was 100 points cheaper.
"This bottle of strengthening potion is worth 500 points." Zhou Yang said, "As for the Lin Family's Bixie Swordsmanship, it's worth 200 points, a total of 700 points."
After saying that, Zhou Yang waited quietly. A mortal's lifespan had a price. Every year of vitality was worth 20 points, which was naturally recorded in the system's message to Lin Pingzhi.
"I'll use my lifespan." Lin Pingzhi's face turned even paler, and his body trembled slightly. He had a lifespan of 35 years, and he was only in his teens.
Zhou Yang nodded. Instantly, a pale green ball of light floated out of Lin Pingzhi's body.
At the same time, the moment the green ball of light floated out, Lin Pingzhi's appearance didn't change much, but his hair had turned white.
Lin Pingzhi looked at his white hair, and his body trembled uncontrollably. He smiled bitterly.
After receiving the green ball of light, Zhou Yang waited for Lin Pingzhi to calm down before injecting the strengthening potion into his body.
Perhaps it was because of the huge price of losing 35 years of his lifespan, but the pain of the strengthening potion seemed to have no effect on his body.
About ten minutes later, Lin Pingzhi's twitching muscles began to relax. Only then did he slowly stand up. His complexion had already returned to normal.
Zhou Yang wasn't too surprised by Lin Pingzhi's change. He was ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.
"This is the sword manual!" Zhou Yang handed the Bixie Swordsmanship to Lin Pingzhi.
After Lin Pingzhi accepted the sword manual, he turned around and left.
"Shop owner, this is the list of transactions and commissions for the last five days," After Lin Pingzhi left, Gaoyao took out a ledger and handed it to Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang took the ledger, but he didn't look at it immediately. Instead, he asked, "Has Gaoyao returned to the Age of Technology recently?"
"Shop owner, I went back a few times," Gaoyao was so scared that his face turned pale. He knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice.
"Get up, this isn't a big deal. You can also bring your sister, Gao Lan, into Wanjie Lou," Zhou Yang said as he helped Gaoyao up.
He didn't blame Gaoyao, but Gaoyao was a bit sensitive in the Qin Kingdom. He treated the small actions of those in power as a big deal.
Gaoyao secretly looked at Zhou Yang and found that he wasn't blaming him. He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I've been there a few times, but I've only seen her from afar."
Gao Yao felt a bit bitter. This parallel universe definitely didn't make sense. He had already returned to the Age of Technology, but his other self still existed.
How was he supposed to face Gao Lan? More importantly, how was he supposed to face his other self? Was he supposed to kill himself? Who knew if his other self would disappear?
After thinking for a long time, Gaoyao decided to silently guard Gao Lan.
"Yes." Zhou Yang nodded and didn't ask anymore. After all, this was his personal matter. He turned around and flipped through the ledger in his hand.
"World of Raging Anaconda Disaster, the green python traded ten Blood Orchids for three Shaolin Temple Dahuan Pills and five bottles of strengthening potions."
Looking at the transaction records, Zhou Yang felt a burst of envy. Among all the customers, this green python was probably the richest.
These Shaolin Temple Dahuan Pills and strengthening potions were probably used by the green python himself.
If it wasn't for the rule of Wanjie Lou, which stated that Zhou Yang couldn't rob the private property of customers who already had transaction records, he would definitely go to the World of Raging Anaconda Disaster.
"World of Resident Evil, Zombie traded ten drops of zombie essence blood for one drop of zombie essence blood."
"World of the Rise of the Planet of the Apes, Gorilla Caesar traded 200 value points of medicinal herbs for a high-rank martial art, Iron Skin."
… …
On the first page, there were some non-human transaction records. Zhou Yang looked at them and realized that they were all strengthening themselves.
Zhou Yang did not pay much attention to it and turned to another page.
"World of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Xiaoyao Sect traded 500 value points of rare medicinal herbs and poisonous insects, never used."
"World of Deer and Cauldron, Wu Sangui traded 1200 value points of rare medicinal herbs for a bottle of strengthening potion for injection and a bottle of divine potion."
"Divine potion?" Looking at the record, Zhou Yang remembered that Professor Mu, who he brought with him, was still in Wanjie Lou's lounge.
"Let's ignore him for now." Zhou Yang continued to read.
"iPartment World, Zeng Xiaoxian came to thank Wanjie Lou for the successful transaction and specially gifted a dubbed video." Looking at the record, Zhou Yang felt like vomiting blood.
"Three Thousand Pickled Vegetables Fan Club, don't tell me they are the star of the Ming Kingdom in Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes." Zhou Yang was speechless.
Back then, he had already told him that he wanted to cultivate him into a star of the Ming Kingdom. Now, it was a piece of cake for him to gain three thousand fans through a recorded video.
"What an easy person to satisfy." Zhou Yang said helplessly. He couldn't go to iPartment World now, after all, it would cost him a lot of value points.
"Mr. Zombie, ninth uncle and his disciples traded 12 zombies for a total of 500 value points, which can be exchanged for 1000 gold."
"Laughing proudly in the Pugilistic World, Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect, invited to participate in the Five Mountains Sword Competition."
… …
Soon, Zhou Yang looked through all the account books and nodded with satisfaction. He said to Gaoyao, "Your internship period is about to end, and you can become a regular employee after a while."
"Thank you so much, shop owner, thank you so much …" Gaoyao said excitedly. He knelt on the ground again and kowtowed to Zhou Yang three times.
He was really too excited. An intern, as the name suggested, was the kind of employee who could resign at any time.
Although Zhou Yang might not necessarily fire him, he always felt uneasy. If he became a regular employee, as long as he didn't make any mistakes, the shop owner wouldn't fire him.
"Who do you think is suitable to be the intern you left behind?" Zhou Yang asked Gaoyao. He didn't have a suitable candidate in mind, so he wanted to hear Gaoyao's opinion.
After all, Gao Yao had interacted with the representatives from the various dimensions the most, while Zhou Yang had mostly learned about it through books or videos. It wasn't detailed enough, so he definitely didn't have a deeper understanding of it than seeing it in person.
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