The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 291 Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up

"How many?!"

The complaining inside the medicine barrel suddenly stopped, and a green, semi-transparent head popped out.

"Two hundred thousand a month."

Song Mang repeated it again.

This translucent head had no facial features, but Song Mang could sense a pair of eerie and cold eyes scrutinizing her.

After a long while, the charlatan doctor inside the medicine barrel sneered, "Where did this swindler come from? Daring to cheat me? You're asking for death!"

"Why did you lie to me?"

Song Mang said somewhat speechlessly, "Is 200,000 a lot? Many of my employees earn hundreds of thousands a month, some even earn a hundred million a month. Why would I lie to you?"

You're talking nonsense!

The quack doctor spat out a curt "A hundred million a month? Even the King of Hell in the underworld doesn't earn that much. Where do you get the money to pay people such high salaries?"

As he finished speaking, he looked Song Mang up and down, "Oh, a human cultivator who's about to die, without even a Golden Core cultivation level, what a boastful person!"
When I was at your level, I couldn't even earn a hundred spirit stones a month. A hundred spirit stones are roughly equivalent to a thousand spirit coins. You probably don't even have a thousand spirit coins, and you're still paying me a salary?

After the eccentric doctor finished his rant, he suddenly realized that the spiritual energy in Song Mang's body was somewhat familiar, as if it were his elixir.

"How come you have the aura of my secret elixir on you?!"

Suddenly, a strong killing intent emanated from the quack doctor. "Well, you audacious brat, daring to come to my place and steal elixirs! I think you're tired of living!"

With a whooshing sound.

A translucent, dark green figure emerged from the medicine barrel, transforming into a dark green medicinal dragon in the air, its scarlet, ferocious eyes fixed on Song Mang.

"Yes, they stole the elixir!"

At that moment, the bird next to them also chirped.

Xi Jinzhi coughed lightly and said, "What do you mean by stealing? We're here to buy elixirs."

"I'm not selling!"

The quack doctor said angrily, "That's what I prepared for my own son, I won't sell it to anyone! I've lived this long, do you think I'd be short of your little bit of ghost money?"

Shui Long's scarlet eyes stared straight at Song Mang. "Since you've consumed all the elixirs, I have no choice but to throw you into the alchemy furnace and refine a new batch of elixirs!"

Xi Jinzhi quickly said, "I'll give you a hundred..."

"One hundred million for a bottle? I'll buy it!"

Song Mang took out a large stack of 10,000 yuan worth of ghost money and casually tossed it toward the medicine barrel.

There was a bang.

A large patch of dark green corpse energy spread out from the water dragon, originally intended to attack Song Mang, but it was immediately withdrawn when Song Mang threw out the ghost money.

With a flick of its tail, the water dragon quickly caught the large denominations of ghost money falling from the sky, its eyes widening in astonishment.

After a while, the water dragon disappeared into the air and turned into an old man with a messy, unkempt hairstyle.

The old man was dressed in a tattered shirt, had a scraggly beard, and was unkempt. He was also carrying a large stack of ghost money in his hands.

"What the hell?!"

He fiddled with the ghost money in his pocket, remaining in a daze for a long time, wondering if he was hallucinating. Given his abilities, the pills he refined were extremely rare even in the Netherworld.

Back when he was at the height of his fame, a single bottle of pills that could boost his ghostly power could sell for hundreds of thousands!
As for the unique pills and poisons he concocts, they can sometimes sell for millions!
He was here helping Zhao Gao research the art of severing roots and regenerating life. He needed Zhao Gao's help, so Zhao Gao paid him a monthly salary of twenty yuan, and he had to work.

Zhao Gao is trying to take advantage of him!

That's why he harbors such resentment.

So, this girl just used 100 million ghost coins to buy a bottle of elixir?! 100 million?!
He had been in the Netherworld for so long, and had met the Ten Great Underworld Marshals and many mortal emperors, but he had never encountered a person as domineering as Song Mang!

That's 100 million ghost money, which is equivalent to 10 million spirit stones in ancient times!

Before he could even react, Song Mang added, "Want to work for me? You'll be responsible for concocting medicine for me and healing my employees. I'll pay you 200,000 a month."

Of course, this is just the salary; there are also some additional benefits, such as free meals and accommodation, and free paper weapons, etc.

In addition, I'd like you to refine a spiritual pill to enhance my cultivation. If you refine one bottle, I'll give you one hundred million.

"For refining other types of elixirs, I will reward you based on their effectiveness, but I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"????"

The quack doctor looked at her with a puzzled expression.

No way, how come this pie is falling from the sky all of a sudden?

Is this because God saw that he'd been getting ripped off too much lately, so He sent him someone even more ripped off?
Xi Jinzhi also looked at Song Mang with some shock.

He couldn't help but whisper, "Although he is exceptionally capable, isn't your offer a bit too good? Hiring employees isn't a short-term matter. What if you can't afford to pay such high salaries later?"

Song Mang said nonchalantly, "Who knows what will happen in the future? Maybe one day, this world will be destroyed, and all humans and ghosts will be gone!"

Why think so much now? Let's enjoy ourselves first!

Although she was reborn and did not want humanity to perish again, she was not entirely confident that she could save humanity and completely destroy the gods who were about to ascend to the throne.

Now we can only take one step at a time.

If she still can't stop it, and humanity will eventually perish, but she hasn't spent all her money yet, what a loss that would be!

She's spent all that ghost money, had her fill of fun, and even if she dies, she won't have lost out!

"Don't be so pessimistic."

Xi Jinzhi frowned slightly and looked at her seriously, "There are still many ways. We are not without hope."

"You talk as if you're human."

Song Mang glanced at him and said, "Youming has cooperated with those gods, so of course you're fine. But who knows what the future holds for humanity?"

Song Mang patted him on the shoulder earnestly and said, "Teacher Xi, there's a saying that goes, 'Nothing is difficult in this world if you're willing to give up.'"

If I can't afford to pay salaries in the future, can't I just stop paying them? Is that such a big problem?
He's working for me now, and even if he only gets a month's salary, he's still making 200,000. If he refines a few more bottles of pills for me this month, he can earn several hundred million more. Where else can he earn so much besides me?

"When I run out of money, and he can't earn this much anymore, this amount will be enough for him to live comfortably for a long time!"

Xi Jinzhi: "..."

Why is it that every time I feel like what she's saying is nonsense, but when I think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense?
Song Mang continued to look at the quack doctor, "Hey, are you going to work for me or not? Let me tell you this first, we don't have much savings, and we've already hired dozens of employees. We'll pay them off as we go."

(End of this chapter)