Supernatural Monetary System Chapter 10

At nightfall, in his rented small room, Yu Sheng was preparing ingredients for tomorrow's stall business.

Since he was frail, he dared not cultivate again before complete recovering.

Right at this moment, the crystal-like fortune cat in his hands gleamed—

"The current resources of the host are 13,975 yuan. It is suggested that you should exchange for small refined pellet, which is worth 10,000 yuan."

"Small refined pellet is a secretly-made panacea, about which the underground world of martial arts is crazy. One small refined pellet is equivalent to five-year cultivation of an ordinary person. It can tremendously enhance your power and nourish your body."

Hearing what the system said, Yu Sheng looked at the money he had. The business was even better than he expected. He could sell 20 kilograms of noodles per day, almost 300 bowls. And the daily earnings were over 2,000 yuan.

When he was an intern, he just had about 1,000 yuan every month after paying for daily necessities, rent and utilities.

10,000 yuan was indeed not much. However, Yu Sheng said ambitiously, "No, I do not exchange. My business has just began, and I want to expand it in future. How could I spend all my money?"

System: "Host, as a saying goes, making money is not faster than robbing. If you have a small refined pellet, you can achieve initial success of Devaputra Refining Star Formula within one day. Robbing is much easier than doing business, and it's faster. You can immediately begin just after exchanging for a kitchen knife."

Yu Sheng: "…"

Yu Sheng was extremely speechless. He did not expect that the system could think as that. For sure, there was nothing in the world faster than robbing.

Like the whisper of a demon, the system continued, "By virtue of my existence, as long as you are rapid enough when robbing, there is no one in the world could do something to you. I am for your consideration."

Yu Sheng was lost in thought. He opened the window to look at the starry sky. He hesitated for quite a while and said, "I've been doing what my parents told me to since I was a kid. They told me to go to college, then I went to college; they told me to study finance, then I chose finance as my major. They also said that they were for my consideration…But only I, myself, know that I am not happy at all. What is the reason on earth? After failing my internship, I've been wondering. And it is not until I meet you that I seemingly understand that. It seems that there is nothing I want. Although I own a system, I have not changed much. If you think I am too slow in making money, you can leave! The present me… will definitely not live my life for others. Without you, I will not starve to death."

The system fell into silence, and did not speak for a long time.

In the morning, Yu Sheng tiredly got up. Nevertheless, he felt that he was still alive. Every drop of sweat was his efforts.

He carried all the ingredients, and was about to begin the business for a new day. But when he walked to his stall, Yu Sheng was stunned.

Woks and bowls he left at the stall were all broken. It seemed that the stall was also destroyed by others. The two stools locked beside were also broken.

Yu Sheng kept silent. He walked up to the stall, and quietly cleared it up. Almost everything was broken. Although they were not worth much, it was his first stall, and in addition, there was a friendship from Auntie Li.

Exchange: small refined pellet.

Back to his room, Yu Sheng did not say a word. He was immersed into cultivation with his anger smouldering.

Three days later, Yu Sheng stood up from the wooden bucket as if he was a skeleton man. It seemed that he had become much older. Evil martial art was indeed evil martial art, harming oneself as well as others.

System: "Host, your current remaining resources are just 1170 yuan, and not enough for exchanging for medicine to restore your body."

Yu Sheng was very furious, but he said with horrible calmness, "I don't need it!"

It was almost early morning. Taking his cooking utensils, Yu Sheng rode his tricycle to his stall.

He set up the gas stove, and continued his business.

Chapter end