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

Chapter 504 Are you kidding me? (16)

"Oh, it's Sister Chunhua. Look at the mess this has made. It was wrong of me to bully you before, I'll punish myself with three drinks. Here, serve Sister Chunhua some pickled cabbage! Put it on my tab."

Ma Chunhua stared intently at Zhong Zheng, but he completely ignored her gaze and even seemed somewhat pleased.

The more unhappy you are, the happier I am. Let's see who's the most unhappy in the end.

Chen Yu helped set up a large table, then greeted Zhuge Xingjun, and asked the temple keeper and the chief inspector, "And you two are...?"

I had seen it before, but at that time it was protected by magic.

However, now that the magical isolation was no longer necessary, the temple priest touched Chen Yu's head, and the previous shield immediately dissipated, reminding Chen Yu of the two of them.

Looking at the two of them, Chen Yu suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you two! I'm treating today, let's eat more."

"No need," the Inspector General said with a smile. "I am a Foundation Establishment expert, and my desire for food and drink is no longer strong. Moreover, the Inspectorate has regulations that prohibit the use of outside food and water when traveling, in order to prevent problems. There have been cases where someone put prohibited items in the food of inspectors, resulting in the dismissal of the inspectors as well."

"...Are there still contraband items these days? Isn't it better if something is banned from sale?"

The inspector general gave a wry smile: "What you said makes sense, but most of the prohibited items whose names you can recognize aren't actually prohibited; it's just false advertising by the merchants. You can't even recognize the names of the real prohibited items."

"Is it really that terrifying?"

"Is it really that terrifying? And don't even bother asking about this stuff. If you even get involved in it, you're considered a demonic cultivator, which will cause a lot of trouble during the investigation."

Shaking his head regretfully, Chen Yu looked at the temple keeper of the Thunder God.

The temple keeper was not tall, and his face was partially covered by a piece of blue paper, leaving only his delicate lips visible. He looked to be quite young.

She didn't talk much, but smiled quietly like a fairy, giving people a sense of transparent clarity.

Noticing Chen Yu's gaze, she waved her hand and said, "I can't just eat anything, just give me some water."

After ordering a glass of water for the temple priest, Chen Yu nodded to Zhong Zheng, then looked at Ma Chunhua, who was being forced into a casual conversation by Ma Daqiang, and said, "Sister Chunhua..."

“Let me die…” Ma Chunhua said dejectedly.

"What a great name! It's so down-to-earth."

"That's so down-to-earth! Why do you think I changed my name? Everyone else either goes by 'Sword to Life' or 'Wandering Without Fear,' but I stood up and shouted, 'I'm Ma Chunhua, my home is in Sanlitun, we're all from the countryside.' Do you believe my career would be over on the spot?!"

"You're not from Tianyuan?"

“No,” Ma Daqiang interjected. “We are distant cousins. My sister grew up in another city, and I’ve only met her a few times before.”

“He’s my cousin,” Ma Chunhua corrected.

"Okay, cousin."

Looking at Ma Daqiang, Ma Chunhua finally remembered the true nature of her cousin.

After an awkward ten minutes or so, Ma Chunhua finally emerged from her embarrassment and began to deal with the important matters.

Her Daoist mind and magical techniques worked simultaneously, allowing her to expel all negative emotions from her mind and enter a working state.

After weighing the value of "My Dreams", she said to Chen Yu, "Mr. Chen, let me introduce myself first. I am a special envoy from the Disaster Response Department. You can call me Layman Ma."

"Isn't it Ma Chunhua?" Chen Yu asked in confusion.

"When you're at work, you can refer to me by my job title, so you don't need to call me Chunhua. After my assessment, I found that your dream has a certain effect on clearing away calamities, so on behalf of the Calamity Response Department, I'm requisitioning your dream?"

Chen Yu stared at the other person in astonishment, feeling as if he had heard a very unfamiliar word: "...Huh? Requisition?"

"Yes. The Calamity Response Department is a semi-official organization that deals with calamities in all regions of the Great Qian World, and it has close ties with most of the Cultivator Management Committees."

"I understand that, but what the hell is 'requisition'?"

"It's about requisitioning. Our organization is a semi-public welfare organization, so we will take all measures to save costs. Requisitioning means that we use your dream to try to solve the disaster, but if problems arise, we will hold you accountable."

Chen Yu felt even more astonished.

Although he wasn't interested in money, that didn't mean others could treat him like a fool. He knew the cost of the dream-related services offered by the Disaster Response Department; they had tons of terrible dreams listed, each costing at least 888 yuan, completely taking advantage of people.

Looking at Ma Chunhua, Chen Yu frowned and said, "Others sell it for 888, but here it's become free requisition?"

Seeing this, Ma Chunhua said earnestly, "I have connections with others. And as long as you are willing to be conscripted, I will find a way to open the Calamity. Moreover, we are willing to give you a 50% discount on your own dreams. You used 200,000 copies before, so we will only need to make up for 80 million."

Chen Yu was even more astonished, feeling that the vocabulary he was hearing was too niche.

Chen Yu raised his hand to signal the other person to be quiet, then let out a long breath and administered a double dose of medication to himself to make himself emotionally detached and avoid being angered to the point of laughing.

After he finished preparing, he said seriously, "Ma Chunhua, let's go over the logic. First of all, you want to requisition 'My Dream'."

"Yes."

"free?"

"Yes."

"Then, not only did you take our dreams, which we created ourselves, you also expect us to pay you back?"

"Yes. Because after it's requisitioned, it becomes the dream of the Disaster Response Department, and you'll have to pay for it."

"And then if problems arise, you'll hold us accountable?"

"Yes, because it was you who developed the dream world."

"Do you want me to pay compensation?"

"You have to pay compensation."

"to whom?"

"To the Disaster Response Department, because your dream has negatively impacted our reputation, you must compensate us for reputational damage. Additionally, you must compensate us for any property damage in other areas."

Chen Yu took a while to recover, then asked, "What benefits does Tianyuan get? Do we get naming rights?"

"There was no requisition."

Are there any other benefits?

"We can help remove the calamity assessment in advance and classify the calamity here as harmless."

"Is this assessment endorsed by a celestial deity? Is it mandatory?"

"..."

Is it mandatory?

"Our Disaster Response Department is a semi-official organization, we..."

Interrupting the other person, Chen Yu asked seriously, "Is it mandatory?"

"……No."

Leaning back, Chen Yu pointed to the door and said, "Please."

Ma Chunhua stared at Chen Yu silently for a while, then said, "You'll regret this."

Please come again.

"Our Disaster Response Department is a powerful department. Tianyuan, don't make the same mistake again. At this time, joining our Buddhist-style organization is the best choice."

Before Chen Yu could speak, Ma Daqiang suddenly stood up and punched his cousin in the face.

　To be continued later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)