Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills Chapter 31

  Chapter 31 Get rich overnight!

  Han Zhao took the head to the foot of Heifeng Mountain.

  Before entering the knife catcher's stronghold, he hid the caged bird in the forest to prevent his identity from being exposed due to this flaw.

  He walked into the underground hall.

  Behind the counter, the officer reclined on the chair and fell asleep, with saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth.

  Han Zhao stepped forward, put down the cloth bag wrapped in the head, and coughed twice.

"Huh? It's late at night, who?" The officer woke up from his deep sleep, cursing, but when he saw the blood-stained cloth bag on the counter and the familiar figure in front of him, he immediately cleared the "mother" in his throat. The word was held back.

  White clothes, fox mask, it is Song Que.

  Doing the job of catching knives, wearing white clothes, and keeping the clothes from getting dirty, is a ruthless person.

   Among them, Song Que is the most famous one.

   "It turned out to be Mr. Song!" The officer wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "Mr. Song is really upright, and he is arresting the wanted criminal at such a late hour. I wonder which one it is this time?"

  Han Zhao took out a wanted warrant from his pocket and handed it to the officer.

  The official took it with both hands and opened it to have a look.

   "Evil warriors, the reward amount is 500 taels! Blood training!!" The officer exclaimed, and the remaining three points of drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and he stared at the description on the wanted notice with wide eyes.

   "Master Song, this mission is beyond my ability to settle, please wait a moment, I will invite Master Wu to come over!" The officer bowed and looked extremely respectful.

  Being able to kill a quasi-martial artist at the blood training level can only show that Master Song in front of him is also at the blood training level.

   Such a character, even in the inner city of Blackstone City, will be regarded as a guest of honor by the major families.

   "Yes." Han Zhao nodded.

  The officer opened the iron door behind the counter and called another person to greet Han Zhao, while he walked through the underground corridor to the door of a secret room and saluted inside.

   "Master Wu."

   "It's so late, what's the matter?" A deep voice came from the secret room.

   "The wanted blood martial artist has been punished, and Mr. Song personally delivered the head." The official explained.

   thump thump thump!

  The sound of hurried footsteps came.

  A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and wearing a strong lake blue suit opened the iron door and walked out, "Master Song? Which Master Song?"

   "Master Wu, this is Master Song Que Song." The official sent a respectful salute.

   "The knife catcher who has a little reputation in the vicinity? Isn't he at the bone refining level? He can kill a quasi-martial artist at the blood training level?" The middle-aged man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to the lobby."

   "Yes!" The official followed closely behind.

  When the middle-aged man came to the hall, he first set his eyes on the cloth bag on the counter, and then looked at Han Zhao.

  He smiled, and bowed to Han Zhao, "I am Wu Feiyi, the chief arrester of the county government, and you must be Song Que, Brother Song, who has long admired his name!"

   "It turns out that it was Wu who caught the head. I'm sorry." Han Zhao returned the salute, and his expression under the mask became serious.

  This Catcher Wu has a strong heartbeat and strong energy and blood. This is a master!

"I heard that Brother Song killed the evil martial artist who was causing trouble in the vicinity? According to the usual practice, Wu must check it first." Wu Feiyi said seriously. He didn't know Song Que's current level, but since he could kill the blood-training realm Warriors should be treated as the same level first.

   "Please go ahead." Han Zhao said calmly.

  Wu Feiyi stepped forward to open the blood-stained package. Facing the pungent smell of blood, his expression did not change at all. He picked up the head and examined it carefully.

   There was once a martial artist who was good at disguising himself and falsely claimed a reward. Although the martial artist was quartered by five horses in the end, it was embarrassing for the county government, so they have formed a special inspection process.

  Of course, under normal circumstances, there is no need for him, the head catcher, to come and check in person.

  The main reason is that the evil blood warriors who appeared recently were outsiders, and they attacked the caravan of Xu's business, and escaped under the siege of two blood warriors and several bone refinement warriors, which was obviously very difficult.

  For the sake of safety, he, the chief arrester of the county government, personally sat in the stronghold to prevent accidents.

   I just didn't expect that this blood-level martial artist would be killed less than half a month after the mission was released.

   "The blood is rich, and the blood is like mercury! He is indeed a martial artist in the blood realm." After checking the blood, Wu Feiyi nodded secretly.

  There is no sign of disguise on the head or face, and this person is a wanted evil warrior.

   "Brother Song, please." Wu Feiyi put down his head, looked at Han Zhao and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt dizzy and his hands and feet were slightly numb.

  There is poison in the blood!

  Wu Feiyi quickly circulated his energy and blood.

  As the Qi and blood circulated throughout his body, he felt his body return to normal.

  'What a terrifying ability to use poison! ' Wu Feiyi looked shocked.

  Everyone is dead, it is really unimaginable that the residual toxin in the blood can make him, a blood-level martial artist, fall for it.

  In a battle between masters, even a brief tingling of hands and feet may determine the outcome and affect life and death.

  If multiple bone-refinement-level warriors ambush in advance, it is not impossible to kill a seriously injured blood-training-level warrior.

  Wu Feiyi originally thought that Song Que might have been lucky enough to kill him, but now it seems that he was definitely not lucky.

  Based on the ability to use poison in this hand alone, he is not sure to kill the opponent.

   And judging by Song Que's appearance, he was completely unscathed.

   It's just that he didn't do anything, and he didn't know what level of warrior Song Que was.

   Did he just break through the qi and blood, or was he a master of blood training before, deliberately hiding his strength.

  From this point of view, Song Que should also be an outsider.

  Thinking of this, Wu Feiyi clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this evil warrior's poison to be so powerful, I almost fell for it! Brother Song can kill the opponent, it's really amazing."

   "I also prepared anti-drugs in advance, and this was a fluke." Han Zhao laughed.

Although he heard the meaning of perfunctory, Wu Feiyi's smile remained undiminished, and he continued: "In the Black Rock City area, there are no blood-level martial artists that I don't know. I don't know where Brother Song is from? Is it convenient for Fang to show his true colors? Of course, This is by no means forced.”

   "Song has no background, he just comes from a small place, even if he says that he doesn't know Mr. Wu. As for showing his true colors, it doesn't matter." Han Zhao said calmly.

  Anyway, Song Que's vest is already famous, it doesn't matter whether he wears a mask or not.

   After speaking, he took off the fox mask on his face.

  Wu Feiyi couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

  This Song Que looks to be in his early thirties, with straight brows, star-like eyes, and a sharp outline like a chisel.

  What a cold and handsome man!

  Han Zhao originally planned to change his appearance to be more ordinary, but thought that since he used the vest of 'Song Que', it would not be good if his appearance was too ugly, so he changed his appearance according to his impression.

  Although there is a certain gap with his appearance, it is still worthy of the name of 'Heaven Sword'.

"Brother Song has such a good skill, and he doesn't belong to any local forces. I wonder if he is willing to join the county government? County magistrate Wu has always treated a blood-training master like Brother Song very politely!" Wu Feiyi came to his senses. , Knowing that the other party does not belong to any force, they directly started to win over.

  Han Zhao shook his head, "Wu catcher's kindness, Song accepted it, but Song was used to wandering around and couldn't bear restraint."

  Wu Feiyi was not surprised when he heard the words. Blood-level warriors are not so easy to win over.

   "However, if there is such a task of making money in the future, I'd be willing to take it up." Han Zhao changed the subject and didn't say anything dead.

   After all, he is still going to continue to do the work of catching knife men, and the intelligence system here is also very useful to him.

   "Then Wu is looking forward to working with Brother Song one day." Wu Feiyi's expression brightened. As long as the other party didn't flatly refuse, it meant that there was still a chance. He was not in a hurry, but he had to inform County Magistrate Wu of the news as soon as possible.

  Han Zhao nodded, put on his mask again, and pointed to the arrest warrant on the counter, "Brother Wu, should you give me my bounty?"

   "Look at me. We hit it off with Brother Song, and almost forgot about it." Wu Feiyi slapped his head and opened his eyes to talk nonsense.

  At this time, the officials on the side approached Wu Feiyi and whispered something.

  Wu Feiyi looked surprised, raised his head and asked, "Brother Song, are you going to exchange all the bounties for gold? If you want to be easy to carry, why not exchange them for silver tickets?"

   "A little hobby, I like gold." Han Zhao said flatly.

  Wu Feiyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Brother Song is really a wonderful person! But I also like gold."

   "Half of it can be exchanged for gold." Han Zhao added.

   "It's easy to say, Brother Song will wait a moment." Wu Feiyi smiled and went to withdraw the money in person.

   After a while, Wu Feiyi returned to the hall, holding a tray covered with red silk in his hand.

  He put the tray on the counter and pushed it towards Han Zhao.

  Han Zhao lifted the red silk and glanced at it. There were twelve ingots of silver and gold inside.

  Among them, there are thirty ingots of silver ingots and three ingots of gold ingots.

   "Captain Wu, is there too much money here?" Han Zhao looked up at Wu Feiyi.

"Not much, three hundred taels of silver, thirty taels of gold, a total of six hundred taels! The previous reward of five hundred taels was because no warrior would accept the task. Now that Brother Song has completed the task, the extra one hundred taels is regarded as a yamen A meeting gift for you." Wu Feiyi explained with a smile: "The head of a blood-level martial artist is worth the price."

   "Since that's the case, Song will be disrespectful." Han Zhao nodded calmly, feeling remorseful.

  Because the exchange ratio of gold and silver here is 1:11, and the ratio in the inner city is even lower. In order to make friends with him, Wu Feiyi not only gave him an extra hundred taels of silver, but also exchanged him for gold at a ratio of 1:10.

  If he had known earlier, he would have exchanged all of them for gold, which is equivalent to earning dozens of taels of silver.

  Who would have thought that he, a 'master of blood training', was actually poor.

   It's just for the sake of 'Song Que''s compulsion, so he definitely can't go back on his word.

   "Song will leave first." Han Zhao cupped his hands at Wu Feiyi, picked up the tray, turned and left.

   "Brother Song, go slowly!" Wu Feiyi smiled all over his face.

  After Han Zhao left the stronghold, he didn't go directly to pick up the package and golden pheasant hidden in the forest, but went around a few times first.

   After confirming that no one was following, the package was retrieved.

   "System, recharge."

  Han Zhao put the silver into the package, then said silently in his heart, and charged thirty taels of gold into the system.

  【Current Balance: Gold 31 Taels】

   The balance reached double digits for the first time, and Han Zhao felt great satisfaction in his heart.

   Sure enough, wealth and wealth are sought after by insurance!

   With the [Life Simulation] entry, he can minimize the risk.

   Now wait for the Soul Orb to accumulate enough Yin Qi, then you will be able to get hint fragments and simulate again.

   There was a bounty of three hundred taels of silver left, of which he had to return two hundred taels of silver to Xu Ling at the market price of'Qingfengsan'.

   There are one hundred taels of silver and one hundred and twenty taels of silver bills left, so he doesn't have to worry about the cost of simulation and training in a short time.

  (end of this chapter)

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