The Demon King is unfathomable

Chapter 227 That’s hard to say

Horace stood at the construction site near the Horace Textile Factory, holding the wooden box containing money in both hands, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

"Once I give out this money, I feel a little bad... This is all the money I saved by living frugally." He muttered softly, his eyes wandering.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] walked forward and said with a smile and a hint of sarcasm.

"Mr. Hollus, I am a reasonable man. If you really can't bear to go back on your word, that's fine. I won't force you."

The corners of his mouth turned up, and there was a playful gleam in his eyes.

When Hollus heard this, a flash of panic flashed across his face.

Especially when he thought of the scene of the Grizzlies' revenge, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, shuddered, and quickly put on a stiff smile.

"Look at what you said. I, Hollus, am a person who always abides by the spirit of contract... How could I go back on my word?"

Spirit of Contract.

That's a really new word.

[The rich man who eats dirt] looked at him with a smile, not taking his fart to heart at all.

Horace knew he was asking for trouble, so he stopped talking and handed over the cash box reluctantly.

At the same time, he cursed in his heart, wishing that Saint Sith would send down his holy light and send these greedy jackals to hell.

Saint Sis is above!
The business environment in Thunder City is so terrible. Her Highness Irene Campbell is so busy sympathizing with the poor people that she doesn't pay any attention to a devout and poor man like him!

If it weren't for the gold coins, he really wanted to leave here.

Of course, he hasn't decided where to go after leaving here yet...

[The rich man who eats dirt] took the box of money and threw it on the construction materials beside him with a nonchalant look on his face.

After all, they came from the cemetery and used ghost money, so they had no idea about these gold coins.

Watching Horace leave, [Jade-faced King with Hands] curiously picked up a gold coin, played with it in his hand, and said with interest.

"We've been playing this game for a while, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of golden currency."

The rewards given by the Adventurer's Guild are mostly copper coins and silver coins, and ordinary daily necessities can be purchased with copper coins. Only some alchemical props and magic equipment produced by the human kingdom require silver coins.

The sunlight shines on the gold coins, reflecting a dazzling light, attracting everyone's attention.

[Iron-Blooded Fat House] His eyes rolled, an idea popped into his head, and he shouted excitedly.

"Why don't we use these gold coins to buy things from NPCs, and then move to the cemetery to exchange them for ghost money. Maybe we can make a fortune!"

"That's just like taking off your pants to fart," [Jade-faced King] rolled his eyes, "The bank in the cemetery can exchange NPC money anyway."

"Oh, yes, I forgot about it, hehe... By the way, what was the exchange rate, do you remember?" The fat man touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

Several players looked at each other, and [Canglang Lame] closed his eyes in silence, exited the game and opened the official website forum to check.

Apart from the most reliable rich guy, the second most reliable person in the entire adventure group is this lame guy.

After a moment's wait, his eyes reopened, his pupils flickering with excitement.

Without waiting for other players to ask, he said in a trembling voice.

"I found out... 1 gold coin is equal to 10000 copper coins, and the exchange rate between copper coins and ghost money is 1:1."

He swallowed, looked at those pairs of astonished eyes, and said the second half of the sentence with difficulty.

"That is to say, we have 500 million in our hands..."

500 million!
The moment they heard this number, everyone gasped. Even Brother Hao, who had originally not cared, looked at the wooden box with surprise.

"Fuck... this thing is so valuable?!"

[Iron-Blooded Fat House] was also so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, his jaw almost dropped to the ground, and he kept muttering "Oh my God..."

Five million ghost money is not a lot for top players, but it is an astronomical figure for them who just joined the game in version A08!

They worked in the maze for more than a week and didn't even earn a fraction of the money. But they ended up beating up a group of hooligans and the huge sum of money automatically flew into their hands!
not only that!

After the entire project is completed, Horace will have to pay them a huge balance!
It was not until this moment that they realized how much wealth they had in their hands.

At the same time, they also saw the huge business opportunities and development space hidden in Thunder City!

"Calm down... calm your breathing first! Huh!"

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] took a deep breath, calmed down with his excited companions, and began to discuss the use of this fund.

It is possible to exchange all of it for ghost money, but it is obviously not the option with the highest return.

After some discussion, they first went to the pub to inquire about some information and learned about the operating rules of the local construction industry, and then went to the bank with most of the funds.

In order to ensure smooth coordination of subsequent procurement matters, [The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] brought along Carl, the "chief architect" of the Invincible Supreme Adventure Group.

When Carl learned that he had to go to the bank to coordinate funding and purchasing matters, he was surprised at his boss's initiative and was also pleasantly surprised.

The elderly gentleman straightened his clothes, then took the design drawings and related materials and walked towards the bank with the "Rich Man Who Lives on Earth".

He had no intention of making any money beyond his job title, so it was best for the boss to understand the rules.

This can also reduce the trust cost between both parties.

The bank in the industrial zone was not far from Horace's textile factory. It was located in the center of a factory area, with thick smoke billowing from the surrounding chimneys.

The main body of the bank building is made of thick bricks and stones, and tall columns support the wide porch. Although there is no luxurious decoration, it exudes a calm and majestic atmosphere, demonstrating its extraordinary style.

The emblem on the door is a modified version of the Andes family's coat of arms.

Walking into the bank, the hall is spacious and bright, with a simple magic chandelier hanging from the ceiling, emitting a dim and soft light.

The floor was paved with slightly rough stone slabs, and the footsteps of people coming and going echoed in the hall.

The staff in dark uniforms are busy behind the neatly arranged wooden counters. They look focused and their movements are skillful, handling various business in an orderly manner. The counter mainly handles the business of nearby factories, and the account books are densely recorded with the factories' financial transactions.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] and Carl walked towards an account manager, and [The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] spoke first, clearly stating his intention to make the deposit and his desire for the bank to connect with Carl for purchases.

The account manager received him warmly, and then guided them to complete a series of rigorous deposit procedures in accordance with standard procedures, and properly deposited 400 gold coins into the account.

The banks owned by the Andes family are very professional in handling financial transactions. After all, they have a history of hundreds of years and even have their own factories and mines as supply channels, which they can introduce to customers in need.

Even though there are many shortcomings in the industry norms of this world, the emblem of the Andes family is enough to serve as a convincing guarantee for all parties.

This is also the biggest reason why they can last for a long time in the financial industry. Even the royal family borrows money from them.

After completing the deposit, Carl took out the design drawings and communicated with the account manager in detail about the purchase details, confirming everything from the types and specifications to the quantities of building materials.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] supplemented his own ideas and requirements, and solemnly asked the account manager to work closely with Carl to accurately control and record in detail the flow of each fund, and to do his best to ensure that the construction of the dormitory building meets expectations.

After listening to the customer's needs, the account manager in formal attire patted his chest and made a promise.

"Please rest assured, we will handle every matter according to your requirements and ensure that every penny of your money is spent where it should be spent."

"This is the best." Karl took off his hat and shook the account manager's hand solemnly, "Happy cooperation."

The account manager smiled and shook hands back.

"Happy cooperation!"

After finishing all the tasks, [The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] said goodbye to Carl and returned to the construction site.

Standing in the middle of the construction site, he cleared his throat and called out the names of Tom and others.

Not long after, a group of team members including Tom gathered from various construction areas, covered in dust and confused, not knowing why the boss called them over.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] took a deep breath, solemnly took out the heavy 50 gold coins from his pocket, untied the rope of the purse and shook it in front of everyone.

The gold coins collided with each other, making a crisp sound, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Brothers, listen carefully. As long as you work hard for me, you will not only get the agreed salary, but also a gold coin bonus after our project is completed! That's right, all of you will get a share!"

He spoke each word with certainty, his voice firm and powerful, carrying far in the noisy construction site.

When Tom and others heard this, they were stunned at first, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

That's a gold coin!
They have lived for so long, but they have never even seen what the emperor printed on the gold coins looks like?

When they came to their senses, excited expressions gradually appeared on their faces. Some people were breathing rapidly, some had flushed faces, and some even had wet eyes.

Especially Tom, his lips trembled with excitement, he clenched his fists, and made a loud promise with a choked voice.

"Don't worry, boss. We will do our best!"

Not only him, a hunchbacked man in coarse linen clothes stood out from the crowd and shouted urgently, raising his voice.

"That's right! The boss trusts us so much, we absolutely cannot let him down!"

That voice expressed the thoughts of countless people and was soon echoed by many.

"That's right!"

"We must do this job beautifully and not let the boss down!"

The team members around were talking to each other, and although their words were plain, their eyes were full of determination and gratitude.

Seeing their excited expressions, the [Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] couldn't help but feel slightly touched. He took a deep breath and said.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't let me down, I will definitely not let you down!"

After motivating the team members, [The Dirt-Eating Rich Man] went back to reunite with the other players, carefully collected the remaining 50 gold coins and kept them properly.

They knew that the remaining 50 gold coins were crucial and were daily working capital to deal with emergencies.

In this game world full of variables, no one knows what will happen in the next second.

With this funding, they will have more confidence and will be more calm and able to cope with unknown difficulties.

As there were too many things to deal with on the construction site, the four players discussed and decided to postpone their return to the maze, intending to wait until they had gained a foothold in the new factory area before leaving.

Anyway, they are already far behind in the new activities, and it is not easy to catch up now. It is better to focus on the updated android gameplay in version A08 to see if they can earn more benefits from the human society on the surface.

In this way, three more days passed.

The news that the Invincible Supreme Adventure Group had driven away Balk of the Grizzly Gang spread like a strong whirlwind at an unimaginable speed on this street, and everyone knew about it.

Especially since Balke has not appeared in recent days, it further proves the authenticity of the rumors.

After hearing the news, the factory owners who were used to being careful and cautious in their daily lives were as excited as if they had discovered a new world. They could not contain their excitement and rushed to the construction site without stopping, eager to seek cooperation with this famous adventure team.

At the same time, the construction site of the dormitory building of the Holles Textile Factory was a scene of bustling activity.

Rough stones and yellowed logs were piled next to the newly laid foundation. Workers were working hard with their bare chests under the sun. Everyone was working hard, tired but full of hope.

The simple scaffolding was built crookedly. Not far away, a few strong horses were pulling a simple winch, slowly lifting the heavy stones, making a dull "creaking" sound.

The air smelled of dust and sweat, mixed with the fresh scent of newly cut wood.

[The rich man who eats dirt] puts his hands behind his back and inspects his "territory".

His "subordinate" Carl stood not far away, with an upright posture, directing the workers' work in an orderly manner.

The old gentleman had a ruddy complexion and looked majestic, as if he were a dozen years younger, and he was able to command the work with ease.

The "millionaire" is also happy to hand over these troublesome matters to reliable people. After all, he is not very professional, but he knows a little about the construction industry. The game world is different from the real world. The social background here is based on the early days of the Industrial Revolution. The system of the construction industry is not perfect. Designers often serve as contractors and sometimes have to do it themselves.

After all, no one understands the drawings drawn by the designer better than he does, and many of the farmers who come to work cannot even read, let alone understand the complex design intentions.

Just as he was looking at the construction site, a fat factory owner with a plump figure hurried in from the entrance of the construction site with a flattering smile on his face.

Without waiting for the [Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] to ask him why he came, the man spoke enthusiastically.

"Dear... uh, Mr. 'Millionaire'? I have a brand new factory project on hand recently, and it's quite large! I sincerely want to ask you to help with the construction. We can negotiate the price, and I will definitely not let you suffer a loss!"

This guy's name was a bit strange. After he found out, he recited it for a long time before he remembered it.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] was slightly stunned for a moment, then said with a helpless smile.

"I'm really sorry, but we haven't finished the work we have on hand yet, and we don't have enough manpower, so we really can't spare anyone to take on new work."

When the fat factory owner heard this, he immediately became anxious and said quickly: "How can there be a shortage of people? There are cheap people everywhere in the refugee camp. If you need them, I can help you contact them!"

As he spoke, he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief due to excitement and anxiety, his eyes full of anticipation.

Before [The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] could organize his words to respond, footsteps were heard from the noisy construction site.

He turned around and saw another slightly thin factory owner striding towards him.

Like the pot-bellied factory owner, his face was full of ingratiating smiles, and he couldn't wait to speak loudly before he even stood still.

"Dear Mr. 'Rich Man Who Eats Land', I also have a new factory construction project, and I'm worried about not being able to find a reliable team! I've heard of your reputation a long time ago, so please consider me for this cooperation! The price is negotiable!"

The identical lines were full of déjà vu, and the [rich man who eats dirt] couldn't help but have a weird expression on his face.

The fat factory owner glared at him and shouted with a thick neck: "What do you want to do! I was here first!"

The thin man was not to be outdone and sneered back.

"So what if you came here first? I have over ten acres of land waiting to be developed! Even if you signed the contract in your mother's womb, just step back!"

The two of them started arguing fiercely in front of the dumbfounded "rich man who eats dirt", with spit flying everywhere.

[Iron-Blooded Fat House] who rushed over after hearing the noise couldn't help but mutter something.

"…The sun really is rising from the west."

The two bosses were arguing and were about to fight, but [The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] quickly pulled them apart.

After a moment's silence, he took the business cards handed over by the two men, stuffed them into his jacket pocket, and nodded in response.

"I will seriously consider your suggestions, but please give me some time. I will give you an answer before the sun sets tomorrow...if we can find enough people."

The two men quickly took off their hats, bowed, thanked him repeatedly, and then turned away contentedly.

Thanks to Edward's new policy, Thunder City has no shortage of cheap labor, especially the work on construction sites, which does not require much technical skills and only requires strong body.

In their view, the cooperation between the two parties has been reached.

Not long after the two of them left the construction site contentedly, a cloud of dust rose up again in the direction of the main entrance of the construction site.

As the hurried footsteps gradually approached, the noisy voices became clearer and clearer.

Before he could recover from the pie that had fallen from the sky, the [dilapidated rich man] saw a large group of ragged refugees gathering at the entrance of the construction site.

Most of them were people living in nearby refugee camps. As the relief porridge decreased, they could no longer feed their families and were forced to come out to find opportunities to support their families.

Hearing that the pay here was generous and there would be bonuses after completing the work, they rushed here from all directions as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Looking at the "rich man who eats dirt" standing on the construction site, a ragged young man squeezed to the front of the crowd and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Boss, please let me join you. I'm strong and young, and I can do any job!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Brother Hao to answer, a strong man also shouted loudly.

"Boss, please look at me. I promise to obey you! I will beat up whoever you tell me to beat up!"

When several players heard this, their eyes widened.

Good guy.

Are you here to find a serious job?
[The Jade-faced Hands King] couldn't help but interrupt.

"Can you do the maze-like work? The kind that involves beating up monsters."

The strong man's expression froze when he heard that, and he smiled awkwardly and retracted his hand.

"Um... Boss, if I had this ability, why don't I become an adventurer myself?"

Jade-faced Hands King: "..."

Ok.

It seems that these people are essentially no different from the group of landless farmers they recruited before.

The only advantage he has is probably his self-awareness.

[Iron-blooded Fat House] couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "Oh my god... Is this triggering a hidden mission?"

[Cang Lang Lame] shook his head in confusion.

"do not know."

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] Looking at the people gathered at the entrance of the construction site, and then looking at the business card in his hand, he felt a sense of emotion.

How can the maze be there with gold all over the ground...it is clearly the Thunder City outside the maze.

After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind, cleared his throat, and spoke in a majestic voice.

"If you want to join, stay, but you must abide by the group's rules and work hard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd burst into cheers.

Obviously, these guys only heard the first half of his sentence, which was that if they wanted to join, they could stay.

"oh oh!!"

"Don't worry, boss!"

"We will obey you in everything!"

When everyone heard this, happy smiles instantly broke out on their faces, as if they had found their organization. They cheered and rushed into the construction site like a tide, their eyes full of longing and expectation for the future.

Looking at the influx of people, Brother Hao, who had just set his ambitious goals, suddenly felt a little scared and quickly added a sentence.

"We only need 200 people. We can't afford more. Don't bring your relatives and friends here!"

His voice was drowned out in the sea of ​​people. In just a few minutes, the number of people in the Invincible Supreme Adventure Group doubled and was heading towards the 200 mark.

Several players were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

This is just great.

They came to the surface with the idea of ​​getting rid of those burdens, but ended up having more and more burdens hanging on them.

Tom and others who were working on the construction site frowned slightly, and a trace of worry arose in their hearts - would these newcomers snatch away their hard-earned job opportunities?
But when they thought that this was the boss's decision, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction.

After all, those four adventurers were their benefactors, not to mention that they had long been accustomed to obeying what life had given them.

Although no one pointed it out, in their subconscious, the four powerful adventurers had become their de facto lords and shouldered the feudal obligations and powers of the lords.

The only difference is the change of name.

Man is a highly adaptable animal, and when new production relations are formed, a group of people will naturally evolve a new order to match them.

It's almost an instinct.

With the addition of new members, those working on the construction site also felt a sense of urgency.

Including people who join the construction site.

They all know that if they want to gain a foothold here, they must work harder.

So everyone gritted their teeth and worked harder, sweat rolling down their foreheads and dripping onto the ground beneath their feet.

From this moment on, they are no longer a simple mob——

But the organized kind.

[The Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] walked to Carl's side and said with a sigh.

"Something went wrong... I'm afraid I'll have to take on two more jobs in the next two days, so I'll have to trouble you again then."

Karl laughed, his old face flushed with red, and he looked full of energy.

"How can it be a problem? Sir, just take the job. I am not afraid of trouble. I can also take on a few more apprentices."

These people were easy to talk to and he enjoyed working with them.

Especially in his opinion, they are truly good people who not only have moral bottom line but also value tradition.

Carl calmed himself down, looked at the [Rich Man Who Eats Dirt] and continued speaking sincerely.

"I have an immature suggestion. If you are just taking temporary jobs, the identity of an adventurer is enough. But if you want to expand your business, it is better to register a company. This way, it will be easier to handle taxes and simplify some procedures when drafting contracts."

"I'm planning this." [The Rich Man Who Eats Earth] nodded slightly, "What do you think of the name Invincible Group?"

Karl was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he gave an ambiguous evaluation.

"Well, I think...it's not bad."

A name is just a title anyway.

Moreover, compared with the gentleman's own name, the name of this company is not strange. At most, it is a little flashy, but it is not an overstepping of authority.

[The rich man who eats dirt] had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Then it's decided."

Until now, no one has discovered their identity as artificial humans, it seems that they have been quite successful in sneaking into Thunder City.

perhaps……

Going bigger and stronger is also a good idea.

He suddenly wanted to test the limits of this game.

By the way, I also tested my own limits...

Horace stood outside the construction site, looking at the bustling construction site and the two people chatting in a friendly manner. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and his fear of the "rich man who eats dirt" increased a little more.

More than 200 people...

When the Grizzlies had the most people, there were only 20 or 30 of them. What was this guy planning to do by gathering such a large group of people? To open a factory?
These days even adventurers have begun to meddle in the new factory's business. It's really like the sun rising in the west!
He muttered something, shook his head, turned and left the construction site, and returned to his textile factory.

At this moment, whether it was the "Rich Man Who Eats Dirt" himself, the workers busy on the construction site, or Horace who turned and left, and everyone else, they did not realize that a new condensation nucleus was gradually taking shape.

It was like a seed, like many other seeds, that fell on the soil outside Thunder City that was watered by flesh and blood, and took root, sprouted, and grew wildly...

(End of this chapter)