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

Chapter 500 This is what our Tianyuan is like (36)

Ma Yueru's smile remained, but anyone with eyes could see that she wasn't in a good mood.

But according to the law of smile transfer, when she is unhappy, some people should be happy.

Zhong Zheng waved the Human Emperor's Flag, and several invisible Foundation Establishment ghost cultivators lifted his body up, making him bounce around in the air. He just pointed randomly with his eyes closed, looking particularly pleased with each lift.

"Master Ma, I'm really sorry, that's just how things are at Tianyuan. Why don't you ask Liuguang Xingjun to top up your account again, all the way up to VIP level 15, and I guarantee people will watch your special effects."

The inspector general and the righteous god followed behind, struggling to suppress their laughter.

Zhuge Xingjun, looking at the smug Zhong Zheng, grew to like him even more.

Ma Yueru walked silently ahead, then turned and entered a family's shed.

This is an ordinary Tianyuan settlement, with obvious traces of a family of three living there.

The family of three was having lunch when they were startled to see Ma Yueru suddenly walk in.

The burly male host instinctively stood up, and after realizing that the other party was not from Tianyuan, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? No food? If not, come and grab a bite."

Nodding slightly, Ma Yueru sat down next to the child, her gaze sweeping over the three of them. She then realized that the couple were ordinary people, but the child was a rare individual with spiritual roots.

The child was only seven years old and had just awakened his spiritual root, but his eyes were already quite clear, sparkling with the light of wisdom.

Buddhist monks also appreciate intelligent children.

Seeing the child lessened Ma Yueru's displeasure somewhat.

I originally came here to find evidence of the locals' worship of calamities, but I never expected to stumble upon such a gem.

Stroking the child's head, Ma Yueru said, "This child has a connection with Buddhism. Why not let him go to my Buddhist holy land to cultivate? He'll receive a monthly stipend of 1,100 yuan, which is much better than Tianyuan."

"that……"

"If you feel that's not enough, you can apply for student loans. We also offer tax breaks for children under 18."

"But……"

"If that's still not enough, you can sign a contract of servitude and enter my Buddhist sect as a scripture interpreter after graduation. You only need to work 30 days a month, 12 hours a day. When you're working, you'll be responsible for explaining the scriptures, but you're free to marry without any restrictions outside of work."

Interrupting the other person, the male homeowner said apologetically, "But my child's current subsidy is only 1,500 yuan."

"Ok?"

"According to the regulations of the Monk Management Committee this year, all monks under the age of eighteen will receive a subsidy of 1,500, while ordinary people will receive 1,000."

"Giving money to mortals? Isn't that a waste!"

“I also think it’s a bit of a waste, but Chenguang Company paid a lot of taxes this year, so the Cultivator Management Committee specially approved this money. I heard that it was Miss Xu Youran who strongly advocated for it. However, I heard that after the money went to the committee’s account, they cried for a while.”

Ma Yueru stared at the other person in surprise, and after a long while said, "Well, our loan amount is particularly low..."

“We have interest-free loans.”

"Our quota is very high..."

"Our quota is 400,000..."

"that……"

"We can pay it off five years after graduating from university. If we can't pay it off, we can explain the situation and extend the repayment period. So we are not worried about our child's education at all."

"I……"

"Moreover, our high school is now free, and the farm implement factory is currently building a factory and a hospital. After the disaster is over, we plan to build a primary school, a middle school, and a university. When the new graduates return, they can become teachers. Mr. Bai Yanbing is also helping to train these people."

"..."

"The food now is all-natural, and every week they send out 'Thirty-Year-Old Gifts'—three meat rolls for everyone. We can't finish them, we simply can't finish them all." "..."

"Sir, you don't still have loans to pay off, do you?"

"..."

"Sir, are you staying for lunch?"

Staggering out of the shed, Ma Yueru had forgotten why she had come there.

She chose the shack randomly, and she knew that what the other party said was true and that Tianyuan's welfare benefits were real and credible, but this was precisely what made her most vulnerable.

Silently staring at the sky, letting the cold rain lash her face, she suddenly broke down and yelled, "What are you after! Loans! Interest-free! What are you after?!"

"Why bother with such good welfare benefits! Shouldn't this lousy place treat cultivators like livestock and mortals like crops?!"

"Where did you get the money?!"

"Yes, I haven't paid off my loan, but is that my fault? A Buddhist cultivator who doesn't use special effects when going out will have his salary docked!"

"You think I like taking out loans?!"

Seeing Ma Yueru standing there in a helpless rage, Zhong Zheng couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. He then took out his phone to film her, planning to use it to motivate himself when he was about to die.

The scene of a Foundation Establishment cultivator breaking through defenses is incredibly exciting no matter how many times you watch it.

The temple priest looked at Ma Yueru and asked in confusion, "Why has she suddenly gone mad?"

“That’s normal,” Zhong Zheng explained while filming. “Outsiders say Tianyuan is ignorant and backward, but it has a kind of beauty that’s untouched by civilization. Most people come here for that, but then they suddenly realize they’re not even living as well as the barbarians. Wouldn’t that break their spirits?”

"That's it."

“That’s right, that’s exactly it! Mr. Ma, could you please shout it out louder? Thank you.”

The other person yelled for a full five minutes before finally stopping, exhausted.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Ma Yueru really wanted to give Tianyuan a failing grade right now, but she held back.

She's about to leave after scoring, but her real task isn't finished yet.

The fact that Tianyuan cleared away the calamity so quickly must involve some of Tianyuan's secrets, and this must be known to the Calamity Response Department.

In addition, the calamity itself is something that must be recovered.

The name of this calamity has been censored. The important figure who did this offered a high price to hide the calamity's true name and bring out its true form.

Before she came here, that important person had given her a ritual implement and taught her a great deal of related rituals.

Whether she comes to demonstrate her actions or visits mortals, it's all part of a ritual performed in conjunction with the calamity. As long as she can gain as much popular support as possible, the calamity itself will attach itself to her and be taken away by her.

Therefore, she absolutely cannot reveal her true intentions before the mission is completed.

Forcing a smile, she said to Zhong Zheng and the other three, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now."

"It's nothing. I actually quite liked the way you were when you were so vulnerable just now. Could you act that out again, you know, that one?"

Zhong Zheng ruffled his hair, rolled his eyes upward to show as much white as possible, and roared angrily, "What are you guys after?!"

Seeing Zhong Zheng's expression, the temple priest burst into laughter.

The inspector general couldn't help but cover his mouth, and after a long while said, "Sorry, our honorary team leader has a rather eccentric personality."

Ma Yueru felt her head pounding, as if the blood vessels inside were bursting, making her feel increasingly irritable.

He meows!
All the people of Tianyuan deserve to die!
(End of this chapter)