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

Chapter 476 Extra 1: Don't you think this is too ambiguous?

Song Mang released the seals of the five human emperors and ghost emperors, and with their combined efforts, the temples in the mortal realm were destroyed one by one.

After the temple was destroyed, the replica created by the gods also ceased to exist, and order was gradually restored to the human world.

However, the underworld was still plagued by constant warfare.

Many strange creatures, attached to the peace and stability of the mortal world, refused to leave, and humans and ghosts continued to coexist in one world.

Humans are managed and restrained by the Ghost Suppression Bureau, while the supernatural are controlled by five Ghost Emperors. The two realms have promulgated a treaty of "harmonious coexistence between humans and ghosts," and no major chaos has occurred again.

Infrastructure and daily life in major cities are gradually returning to normal.

But it is still very different from before the apocalypse.

Because you might receive strange food deliveries at night, and you might accidentally wander into strange shops while shopping after dark.

Due to the high demand for paper-made weapons in the underworld, Song Mang's paper-made factories became increasingly popular, and they have opened branches all over the country.

If it weren't for the fact that only humans can make paper offerings, many supernatural beings would want to work at her factory.

The main reason is that the benefits are too good!

Not only do they provide meals and accommodation, but the wages are also very high, and the safety of human employees working in the paper mill is the best guaranteed!
Although the mortal realm is governed by the Ghost Emperor, there are still some malevolent beings who enjoy eating people and have become accustomed to using this method to enhance their strength.

No supernatural being would dare to covet the humans at the paper mill, otherwise they would be hunted down by both the mortal and spiritual realms!

Song Mang originally thought that after dealing with those gods, he could live a leisurely life and just spend money every day.

As a result, the paper mill's business got better and better, and things got more and more complicated. She inexplicably became a domineering CEO who could only sleep four hours a day, flew all over the country, and had certain psychological problems.

What psychological disorder are you talking about?
Does getting dizzy when you see work count as a mental disorder? Does having trypophobia when you see money count as a mental disorder?
"Junior sister! Another big order has come in at the factory!" Yan Zhe rushed into Song Mang's villa on his flying sword.

Now that there are more cultivators, working has an added benefit: it reduces commuting time.

Those who can't fly with a sword can use a ghost card; those who don't have a ghost card can ride a ghost to work.

Song Mang, with her hair a mess, sat in the restaurant eating breakfast. Thinking about how she didn't get off work until 2 a.m. last night and was woken up by her alarm clock at 6 a.m. this morning, she suddenly missed the grueling life she used to lead when she only had to answer "okay, received" at her previous job.

Even cows and horses can get up at least at seven o'clock.

She's worse than an ox or a horse.

Yan Zhe continued, speaking in her ear like a megaphone, "Junior Sister, aren't you excited? Aren't you happy? This deal will earn you billions of ghost money! The arms trade is like picking up money in the underworld!"

Song Mang: "I have no interest in money."

Yan Zhe: ?
Song Mang took a bite of the bread Xi Jinzhi had made and looked at Yan Zhe, saying, "Third Senior Brother, you already went to work yesterday, why are you going to work again today? Don't you think it's too ambiguous for us to see each other every day like this?"

Yan Zhe: ?
Yan Zhe quickly looked around the rest of the villa and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Xi Jinzhi was not there.

"Junior sister, don't say that. We have a superior-subordinate relationship. I only come to you to report on work. There's nothing ambiguous about it!"

"Could this be your excuse to see me?"

"...?"

"Young man, stop falling in love all the time. When the food delivery coupons go up to six yuan, you'll be quiet. Besides, I already have someone I like."

"...?"

Song Mang looked at Yan Zhe with a sincere expression, "So, Third Senior Brother, you're going to work at the factory today. Everything at the factory is now in your hands."

Yan Zhe was speechless. "You're trying to scare me like this because you don't want to work, right? What kind of boss are you? If you don't work hard, how are we supposed to live a good life?"

Song Mang chuckled, then, with a steamed bun in his mouth, flew out of the villa on his sword. "I'm going on a date. I'll leave the work to you!"

If you don't handle this well, I'll tell Jinzhi that you seduced me and wanted to have an office romance with me!

Yan Zhe: ? ? ? ? ?
How vicious! Absolutely vicious!
Now, who in the mortal realm doesn't know that the young lord, in alliance with five ghost emperors, severely injured the Lord of the Underworld and took control of the Underworld?

Let him be the King of the Underworld's rival in love, or it would be more swift to kill him directly, or throw him into the eighteenth level of hell to suffer, then he would truly be the unluckiest man in eight lifetimes!
After the world returned to normal, Song Mang and Xi Jinzhi had fewer opportunities to meet.

She needed to handle the paper-making factory, while Xi Jinzhi was busy cleaning up the mess left by the old King of the Underworld. One was in the mortal realm, the other in the netherworld; sometimes they couldn't even find time to be together.

However, Xi Jinzhi would secretly come to see her whenever he had free time. If she wasn't home, he would learn to cook some delicious food with Song Wenqi and save it for her.

Now that Song Mang felt the paper mill's operations had stabilized and she no longer needed to worry about it, she confidently handed it over to Yan Zhe.

Yan Zhe and his group were even more afraid of the paper mill going bankrupt than she was, since the paper mill was their source of income.

Song Mang didn't care. If the company went bankrupt, so be it. She still had trillions of yuan in ghost money in her account.

on the other hand.

The intense work during this period left her feeling mentally exhausted, and she couldn't experience the joy of being rich at all.

Having so much money but not having any time to spend it, what's the difference between that and having no money at all?
Song Mang planned to go to the Underworld to find Xi Jinzhi, give him a surprise, and return the Book of Life and Death to him.

After the old King of the Underworld abdicated, Xi Jinzhi did not take back the Book of Life and Death, but instead brought Song Wenqi back to life.

But when Song Mang went to the Underworld King's Palace to look for someone, he found that there wasn't a single ghost inside.

"Huh? Why isn't it here?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Mang used a paper phone to send a message to the Day and Night Wanderer, inquiring about Xi Jinzhi's whereabouts.

These two men were instrumental in Xi Jinzhi's rebellion, and now they've both become Yama, the King of Hell.

but.

He wandered around day and night without replying to her messages.

This is so abnormal.

The other Yama Kings in the Underworld jokingly call these two Song Mang's biggest sycophants, even more loyal to him than the Underworld King himself.

In the past, when Song Mang sent them messages, they would always reply instantly and never neglect her.

Song Mang immediately called Night Wanderer, "Night Wanderer, where did your Underworld Lord go?"

"Uh, this..."

Night Wanderer's tone was hesitant, but he didn't dare to hang up on Song Mang directly.

"Speak! Otherwise, I'll just give the military equipment I gave you this month to the Sun God!"

"Okay, okay, take it to me!"

The Day Wanderer snatched the Night Wanderer's phone and said, "My lady, let me tell you, the Emperor is having a blast with a female ghost at a nightclub in the Underworld!"

The Night Wanderer quickly snatched back his phone. "Don't listen to his nonsense. There are no female ghosts around the Lord. He came here to find the whereabouts of the Old Underworld Lord."

"Do you dare turn on the video? Let your wife see for herself, there's a female ghost right next to the Emperor!"

The Night Wanderer dared not turn on his video, but the Day Wanderer turned on his video using his own phone.

He said angrily, "Madam, the Emperor was able to abdicate the old King of the Underworld thanks to your help. His behavior is too disheartening. I must show you!"

That Night Wanderer is a heartless fellow; he actually helped the Emperor keep it from you. Remember to send me his share of the military equipment later!

Song Mang: "..."

These two! They're always trying to take advantage of each other's misfortunes!

Song Mang glanced at the video communication of the Day Wanderer, and then saw Xi Jinzhi embracing the female ghost in the crowd not far away. She couldn't help but frown.

"That's not Jinzhi."

She had a contract with Xi Jinzhi, which no one in Youming knew, so she could tell at a glance.

"What? Not His Majesty? We saw him come in. If this isn't him, where did His Majesty go?"