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

Chapter 215 The Scam (26)

Chen Yu's idea was simple: to uncover the truth about Ant Dali from back then and then turn it into a dream.

In this way, the truth is revealed, the ant incident is cleared up, the crimes of the former committee are exposed, and one can also gain some negative emotions.

Buried in the factory's library, Chen Yu searched for a long time before finally finding the old newspapers.

With a flick of his finger across these newspapers, the magic flashed through them, and reports related to "Ant Might" appeared, allowing Chen Yu to quickly browse and find the connections between them.

Just as Master Gong said, this incident was quite famous back then.

Because of the endorsement of the former Tianyuan Cultivator Committee, the Tianyuan people initially had great trust in Yi Dali.

As dividends continued to increase, everyone gradually fell into a frenzy, investing all their available funds, which resulted in a collapse.

Looking back at the reports from that year, Chen Yu discovered that it was a reporter who first noticed something was wrong. Then, together with the newspaper's commentators, they conducted social commentary and investigation, ultimately exposing the entire scam in its entirety.

If it weren't for the efforts of these people, the scope of this scam would have been much wider, and Chen Yu would have been burdened with huge debts for his entire life, debts he could never repay in his next life.

This process was also fraught with danger. Some of the brave men were even retaliated against, and many were seriously injured and lay in bed for half a year before they could get up.

These people became the backbone of the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee. After ousting the previous committee, they took over the mess that was Tianyuan and worked hard little by little to restore Tianyuan to its current state.

After organizing the relevant information, Chen Yu looked at the entire outline and felt it was very complete, but there was also a strange feeling about it.

The reporter who wrote the report had excellent writing skills. The follow-up report, which lasted for more than ten days, was full of dangerous situations. After reading it, I felt like I had watched a blockbuster movie.

But for some reason, Chen Yu always felt that the details seemed a bit unreal, and many of the events were so dramatic that they felt somewhat unreal to him.

"Strange, could there be more to the story than meets the eye back then?"

After reviewing the original incident, Chen Yu finally recognized someone among the group of participants:
Zhong Zheng.

Staring at Zhong Zheng's name, Chen Yu nodded, deciding to start with him to find out the truth of what happened back then.

After contacting the other party, Chen Yu invited them to have dinner and chat at Xiaochu Restaurant that evening, and quickly received a "yes" reply.

That evening, when Chen Yu entered the small restaurant, he found that some of Zhong Zheng's men had already arrived, and others were about to enter the kitchen.

Upon seeing Chen Yu walk in, Zhong Zheng hurriedly shouted, "Chen Yu, help me! This iron golem has gone mad! It insists I'm unclean!"

Looking at the iron golem, Chen Yu noticed that it was gripping Zhong Zheng's arm and repeatedly saying, "Rotten food, throw it away!"

Stepping forward, Chen Yu found the reset button on the back of the iron golem. After pressing it, the golem gave up and went to the door to greet customers, looking dejected.

After retrieving Zhong Zheng's parts, Chen Yu said, "It's an old relic, that's all. Last time, Ma Daqiang was also forced to throw his head into the trash can because the greenhorn was broken."

"Then why didn't you just throw it away?" Zhong Zheng said, still shaken.

"I don't know either, maybe the boss is kind-hearted. Do ghost cultivators have any dietary restrictions?"

"No, just don't add glutinous rice."

"Can glutinous rice ward off evil spirits?"

"No, I'm allergic to glutinous rice." Chen Yu glanced at Zhong Zheng, who was engrossed in the menu, and felt that this reason was really down-to-earth.

But you're already a ghost cultivator, so what's the point of being allergic or not?

After ordering pork liver, roast goose, and rice, Zhong Zheng gave the menu to Chen Yu and handed him another piece of paper after Chen Yu finished ordering.

Upon seeing the advertisement for "organ trading" on the list, Chen Yu asked in confusion, "Why did you recommend this to me?"

“I was afraid you’d run away, so I told you in advance that your uncle is worth this much money,” Zhong Zheng sighed. “Anyway, I don’t need these parts anymore, so I might as well sell them.”

"But they don't accept antiques here! People don't want anything over a hundred years old."

"If I don't tell you and you don't tell you, how will you know I'm expired?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the iron golem at the door came running over in a frenzy, grabbing Zhong Zheng's arm and shouting, "Rotten food, throw it away!"

After restoring the iron golem to its original position, Chen Yu sighed and said, "If you can't even fool a golem, don't even think about fooling people. I'm here today for something else. How much did you experience during the Ant Mighty incident back then?"

"Why do you need to know this?" Zhong Zheng asked warily. "Do you perhaps want to learn their advanced escape techniques?"

"Why would I learn that? I want to have a dream and recreate what happened back then."

"Reconstructing that incident? Hmm, it's not impossible, but those involved are still under protection, so their real names must not be revealed. However, the former members of the Tianyuan Cultivator Management Committee can appear; those guys' crimes must be investigated!"

"Okay, I'll write it down. I'd like to know more details, could you tell me?"

Zhong Zheng rested his head on the dining table, thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay. I was in Changsheng Prefecture at the time, so I got involved relatively late, but I'm still quite familiar with the whole incident. I have to tell you something first, and you shouldn't be surprised."

Chen Yu leaned closer and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't be surprised."

"That's good. You've probably already seen the related reports."

"Yes, but I feel that the reports in it aren't very truthful, so I'd like to hear your opinion."

Zhong Zheng revealed an expression of appreciating his son's potential, and then said leisurely, "Well, the cause of this incident dates back to a chance interview conducted by a junior reporter..."

Back then, the parent company of Ant Power's business strategy was to have people put up a deposit. Once the deposit was in place, the company would deliver the ant boxes to their doorsteps, and all they had to do was feed them the company's food every day.

For every 10,000 deposit, you will receive one box, and for every additional 10,000 deposit, you will receive an extra box, with no upper limit.

After obtaining the ant box, users can raise the ants inside. After six months, they can sell the ant box back to Ant Power Company and receive an additional reward of 2,000.

If the farmer completes a full year's work, they can receive 4,000 yuan, plus an additional 1,000 yuan as a survival allowance. This allows farmers to earn up to 50% profit annually, which is nothing short of exorbitant.

Ant Power Company's main product was "Power Pills," which supposedly extracted a special ingredient from ants, granting students the strength of ants. Back then, with the endorsement of the former committee, all the students at Tianyuan would take one Power Pill daily, feeling a warm sensation throughout their bodies, seemingly experiencing a significant increase in strength.

This was originally a good business, but one day, a farmer accidentally discovered that his boxes were unusually light and would blow away with the wind.

After opening it, he found that there were no ants inside.

It was just a sealed cardboard box.

　I'm finally home! I really don't want to work overtime anymore!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)