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

Chapter 346 Am I Paying Off a Debt? (36)

When the progress bar was full, Chen Yu knew he was already dead.

Some people die long ago and are only being buried now; others are buried and only then discover they are still alive.

Chen Yu felt like someone was burying him, and while burying him, they asked, "President Chen, my shoveling posture is so elegant, and my butt is so attractively upturned, why aren't you happy? Give me a smile."

How can I laugh? I laugh!

Would you be able to laugh if you were in my shoes?

My body was already red-hot, but thankfully I could still hold back.

Enduring the pain and pushing forward, Chen Yu finally arrived at the factory and saw its current state.

Although Luo Tong said there were no casualties, Chen Yu was still quite taken aback by the current state of the factory.

The once vast factory has been reduced to nothing, and all the buildings on the ground have been annihilated by the Demon-Slaying Cannon, which has now turned into three billion in the cold bank account.

Three billion!

How many years will that take?!
Besides the complete destruction of the buildings, all the miscellaneous items purchased beforehand also disappeared, becoming cold numbers in the account.

Thinking about these things made Chen Yu's teeth ache, and he also wanted to punch his past self.

You bought so much stuff, now you're suffering!
On the site where the factory once stood, a massive crater appeared on the vacant land.

The edge of the pit has been reinforced. Foundation Establishment cultivator Yan Ye is stationed at the edge of the pit, constantly waving the Human Emperor Flag in his hand, sending out a large number of ghost cultivators to probe the truth below.

Seeing the approaching Yu Lin Type 7, Yan Ye instructed the ghost cultivators to continue probing, while she herself unfurled her flag, floated over, and cupped her hands in greeting, saying, "President Chen, congratulations."

"……Thanks."

"Is Mr. Chen tired? He doesn't seem very enthusiastic. He should be smiling right now. Getting 3 billion out of thin air, everyone in the other cities is green with envy! This is the first time I've ever heard of someone managing to get money from a contracted star lord. Mr. Chen, you really are no ordinary person!"

“That’s right, I’m not an ordinary person, I’m a dead man,” Chen Yu replied weakly.

Seeing Chen Yu like this, Yan Ye felt extremely impressed.

As expected of President Chen, a mere 3 billion is nothing to him.

So, Mr. Chen's ultimate goal is definitely not that simple. Following Mr. Chen is truly the best choice in this life.

Looking at Chen Yu tenderly, Yan Ye praised him in her heart, then pointed to the empty space in front of her and said, "Based on my previous exploration, the area 300 meters underground has been explored, but what lies beyond 300 meters seems to be blocked by something invisible. It is speculated that it may be an ancient ruin or something else. We need to obtain permission before we can continue exploring."

"Hopefully it's not something weird," Chen Yu said helplessly.

"It's hard to say," Yan Ye said, staring at the empty space. "Each city was actually divided according to the previous sects, and there's a possibility that something is buried there. You saw it in Fuze City; there's a huge sewer system beneath it. Nobody knows why such a large system was built in the first place. Some cities even have demonic lairs beneath them. Once they're opened, the scene is truly spectacular."

After explaining the situation, Yan Ye looked at Zhao Ting behind Chen Yu, and her eyes lit up.

Picking the child up, Yan Ye spun him around three times before asking happily, "Your child? He's grown so big!"

“Aunt Yan, if you want your child, go find him yourself. This is Zhao Ting, the architect we hired.”

"You're so young to be working? Did your parents agree?"

Zhao Ting looked coldly at Yan Ye and took out her warm associate degree certificate from her pocket. Upon seeing the words on it, Yan Ye's tone changed slightly, but he still said gently, "Oh, an associate degree student. It's alright, an associate degree student is still a person, right? Interested in dying once and then taking the entrance exam for Fengdu University's graduate program? We allow associate degree holders to transfer to bachelor's programs. As the saying goes, 'Death is the greatest honor,' meaning that even in death, one can become a university student."

Looking at the gentle yet cruel Yan Ye, Zhao Ting vowed that one day she would give all those who looked down on junior college students a taste of their own medicine!
College graduates are people with a college spirit; college graduates are also superior people!
Those who look down on college graduates, may they all be reincarnated!

Chen Yu told Zhao Ting to discuss the issues with Luo Tong herself, and also asked Yan Ye to give Zhao Ting some onboarding training. Chen Yu then had Wang Chuyun and her sister crawl into the medical puppet that Changshan had given them and receive treatment there.

He originally wanted to talk to Teacher Zhao about some academic issues, but he felt that he could no longer control his body.

With no other option, he parked the Yulin 7 first, then quickly returned to school and collapsed onto his bed.

He had just drifted into a dream when he sat up.

After realizing he was dreaming, he looked around and found himself still in the dream world of "Tianyuan Inspector".

After warming up by flexing his wrists, Chen Yu said in confusion, "Is it this dream again? Didn't I already master the medical skills of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

However, unlike before, this dream felt very empty.

The buildings are still the same low-rise buildings, and the sky is still murky and gloomy.

However, the streets were deserted, there were no inbound travelers waiting for inspection outside the outpost, and even the sword cultivators who were there to guard against medical disturbances were nowhere to be seen, making Chen Yu feel that the place was excessively quiet.

Something unusual must be going wrong!
Chen Yu looked around warily for a long time before finally letting out a sigh of relief when he saw a huge figure.

So it's Prince Zhao.

Wait, how did you get here?!

Upon seeing Prince Zhao appear here, and looking at the surrounding situation, Chen Yu suddenly realized what was going on.

The two dreams have merged!
It's actually possible!

However, it's just a fusion, and all you need to do is avoid Prince Zhao; there's nothing difficult about it.

Just as he was about to start running away, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and then involuntarily vomited a mouthful of blood.

He immediately pressed on his chest, and Chen Yu's face turned deathly pale.

It's cancer!
Moreover, it is a spiritual root cancer of extremely high purity!
Cancer can be treated with Bai's medical techniques and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's medical techniques, but that involves doctors helping with the treatment; doing it yourself requires much more effort.

Furthermore, this disease is not easy to heal on its own, because cancer cells are also part of the body. Self-healing will only accelerate the division of cancer cells, eventually killing the body itself.

Moreover, unlike cancer cells in mortals, cancer cells in cultivators are all species that have been tempered and refined over time. Some cancer cells were even created by the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Needles. Each one is pointed and vigorous, and they will prick any cell they see, making them much stronger than normal cells.

Just as Chen Yu was about to devise a plan in his mind to save himself, he saw that Prince Zhao had already crept over.

Seeing the fist coming at him, Chen Yu resigned himself to his fate.

Heavenly Demon Ancestor, you really knew how to play back then!

No wonder my morality score is so low, it turns out I'm paying off your debts!

　I worked incredibly hard tonight, so instead of the planned seven updates, I can only manage six. I'll make up for the missed update tomorrow, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)