I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 113 I Need More Money (16)

Glasses, who had been rational before, became excited immediately after reading Chen Yu's proposal.

After confirming the necessary information, he quickly stood up and said to Chen Yu, "I'm going to the library at Cultural High School to look up information and then work on the monster designs. I know the Classic of Mountains and Seas very well; I've dreamt about every single mythical beast in it, so it'll be absolutely realistic!"

"Why don't you wait a little longer? The shuttle bus to the city center just left, and the next one isn't until two hours later."

"I can't wait any longer, I'm running there!"

After saying that, he jumped out of the window and, like a wild dog that had broken free, rushed towards Tianyuan City along the newly built road.

As the other person ran away, Chen Yu sensed an extraordinary enthusiasm emanating from them.

They're so enthusiastic they're almost obsessed.

Looking at the remaining short Zeng Hui, Chen Yu asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Glasses? Why are you suddenly so passionate?"

"He...he likes...small animals."

Are monsters considered small animals?

"I like it even more now."

"That's perverted..."

Having passion is a good thing, but Chen Yu still hopes that the glasses can distinguish between illusion and reality, and remember that the marriage partner must be a person.

The shorter guy carefully read the proposal, broke it down, made a plan, and finally calculated the timeline.

Knowing his stutter was quite severe, he even took out his phone to send out his request, face-to-face with Chen Yu, and asked: "Mr. Chen, there are quite a few requests for illusions this time, and the paid resources on the Dream Weaver platform might not have the mythical beasts we want. I suggest we change the genre and make animals the theme, what do you think?"

Chen Yu: [Don't worry, I've already made preparations! We've hired people to create the relevant character illustrations.]

Zeng Hui: [It's possible, but we might not be able to find anyone. Trade restrictions are still in place, and many dream architects won't cooperate with us.]

Chen Yu: [Don't worry, I've already made preparations. We'll invite students from the arts high school.]

Zeng Hui: [That's possible! President Chen is brilliant!]

Chen Yu: [You wait here for me, I'll go to the arts high school to find some help.]

Once on the bus, Chen Yu couldn't wait to head to the art high school.

On the way, he contacted his good friend from art high school, Lu Ziqi.

He thought he could easily find the other person, but when he actually saw Lu Ziqi, it was in the school hospital.

The art high school's school doctor was a somewhat unkempt-looking woman who wore enormous glasses. The lens in her left eye socket was missing, causing her to constantly squint with her left eye.

She still had traces of the hot pot oil from lunch on her white coat, the red spots particularly noticeable, but she seemed indifferent.

There aren't many doctors in Tianyuan, since everyone is poor and can't afford to see a doctor.

Minor illnesses heal on their own, moderate illnesses rely on blood transfusions, and serious illnesses rely on one's birth chart. If one really can't bear to part with the blood, one can send it to Fuze City. There are very few times when a doctor is needed.

But the school doctor at an arts high school is different.

The students here are so engrossed in their art that they often have fits of madness and have to be taken to the school doctor for treatment.

The common treatment is to slap the other person, and if they still go crazy, force-feed them strong drugs, use magic, perform shamanistic rituals, or throw them into a latrine.

Because she needs to use spells, she is one of the few Foundation Establishment cultivators in Tianyuan.

It's just that because the seed of the Daoist magic comes from the Xinglin Star Lord, it has almost no combat power and can only treat people's illnesses.

At the school hospital, Chen Yu saw Lu Ziqi lying on the hospital bed, and his roommate taking care of him.

Upon seeing Chen Yu arrive, Lu Ziqi, lying weakly on the bed, said, "Chen Yu? I'm sorry, you must have found this amusing."

Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Chen Yu put the bananas he had bought aside and asked in confusion, "How did it suddenly turn out like this? What did the doctor say?"

"I hit my head, and the doctor told me to prepare for the worst." "...Let's go to Fukuzawa City! I think there's still a chance to save him."

The other roommate sighed and told Lu Ziqi to shut up, then said to Chen Yu, "Lu Ziqi hasn't been feeling inspired lately, so he wanted to play 'Dream Man' more to drive himself crazy. But he didn't take the calming herb as prescribed and hit his head while he was going crazy. The doctor said that if he continues to disobey the doctor's orders, we should prepare for his death."

"...You should probably give up being an art student and go study journalism. You're prone to taking things out of context."

Chen Yu had already explained his purpose on the phone, and Lu Ziqi deliberately went crazy in order to show Chen Yu his full strength, but unexpectedly ended up in the hospital.

After learning the whole story, Chen Yu said helplessly, "Health is the most important thing. And to end up in the hospital after just one head injury, your constitution isn't good."

"My physical fitness score is 31, which is a bit low," Lu Ziqi said wearily.

Having regained some strength in bed, Lu Ziqi forced himself to sit up, asked his roommate to put a pillow under his back, and then carefully chewed half a pound of a basket of calming herbs.

Once he had recovered some of his strength, Lu Ziqi said, "Chen Yu, I understand your previous request. How many illusions of strange beasts do you expect to receive?"

"Let's start with 128. Each one needs a related illusion and action."

"Okay, I understand. I'll start making it tonight, and I'll give it to you in five years, okay?"

Chen Yu glanced at Lu Ziqi, then at his roommate, and nodded, silently asking, "Was the collision that serious?"

His roommate shrugged and said helplessly, "He's always been like this."

After clearing his throat, Chen Yu said, "What I mean is, it's not just you alone. I hope the students from the art high school can all participate. I remember there are a total of three hundred people at the art high school, so there should be quite a few willing to help. With so many people working together, we should be able to meet my needs."

"Okay, I'll ask them one by one. They should be willing to help for free."

"...Is it possible, just one possibility, that I could pay them to do it?"

Lu Ziqi's mind finally returned to normal.

His artistic and academic levels are both very high. He was just in a daze and only now realized what Chen Yu meant.

"I see, outsourcing, huh? Hmm... since it's used in dreams, how about buying a paid model? The price would be more reasonable."

“No way.” Chen Yu immediately shook his head. “The paid model lacks originality, but this dream must be original.”

And it allows me to spend money.

Lu Ziqi nodded: "In that case, we can make the model using a low-precision method, and the price of one will be about five hundred yuan."

"That won't work either. I require high precision, around 20,000 polygons, and incredibly detailed animations. It needs to be able to perform actions and simple voice communication based on AI, and understand player commands. Also, special effects are required. Someone will compile the special effects requirements and send them to you."

After all, this is the most expensive.

After listening to Chen Yu's request, Lu Ziqi went through it in his mind, but he just couldn't figure it out.

He did some freelance work, but it was all models worth a few hundred yuan, with only about a thousand faces.

He can make a model with around 20,000 faces, but he really doesn't know how much it would cost.

After realizing that Lu Ziqi couldn't calculate it, Chen Yu opened the Dream Weaver platform, browsed some of the prices, and then excitedly pointed to one of them, saying, "I'll calculate it according to the prices above, 45,000 each, how about that?"

"……What?"

"I checked, and a single model can be sculpted by a maximum of twenty people simultaneously. Can you give me ten in three days, and the rest later?"

"what?"

"Ten in total, 450,000. I'll add 50,000 as an expedited fee, and then pay with magic power."

"no……"

Hey~
The sound of the transfer rang out. Seeing the extra 50,000 mana, Lu Ziqi didn't waste any words, closed his eyes, and fainted.

　Thank you to "I was once unable to extricate myself" and "The Great Earth" for the 500-point reward. Thank you.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)