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

Chapter 513 There are no human rights here (26)

Subsequently, Minister Cao began frantically using his network of connections to make arrangements.

After paying a huge rent, the satellite in the sky began to change direction and turn its attention to Chen Yu's location.

This satellite is a top-tier magical artifact created by the Imperial Artifact University, one of the seventy-two universities in Baiyujing. It utilized a large number of rare and precious treasures to create a satellite capable of isolating almost all shielding magic arrays.

Through this satellite, Minister Cao can observe the location of Chen Yu and others without worrying about being detected.

In addition, he had the contact information of various star deities. As long as he paid enough money, he could get their help. He believed this would show Chen Yu how powerful capital was.

Moreover, the shuttle from the Disaster Response Department has already left Tianyuan and is now maintaining a certain distance from Chen Yu at an altitude of 10,000 meters. If necessary, it can fire a shot at him to eliminate this future threat forever.

"Chen Yu, your biggest mistake was not agreeing to be conscripted. But thinking about it, it makes sense. You finally created a dream that will go down in history, how could you just give it away to someone else?"

Shaking his head regretfully, Minister Cao decided that after killing Chen Yu, he would find a way to obtain his primordial spirit, send it to the Human Emperor's Banner as an advisor, drain it dry, and then send it to reincarnation.

Inside the bus, Chen Yu, who was still looking at his Level 2 Dream Weaver credentials, shivered.

Rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, Chen Yu looked at the black sand outside the car window and said in confusion, "Strange, is another little devil eyeing me?"

"What little vixen?" Liu Qing, sitting to his right, asked, puzzled.

She still had half a piece of beef jerky in her mouth, a large bag of air and a few potato chips in her hand, and the yogurt beside her was finished, but the lid was still unlicked.

Looking at Liu Qing, Chen Yu's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and he said with relief, "Fortunately, you're just a level C little fairy."

"Senior brother, what level of little demon am I?" Dao Lingyun, who was on the left, came over and asked.

"Class B".

Liu Qing looked at Chen Yu with even more confusion: "What are your scoring criteria?"

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I've devised a whole set of methods to deal with different little devils. I hope you can understand my meaning through your bodies and then develop the corresponding ways of doing things. Here, these are your snacks."

Chen Yu handed a whole bag of chocolate beans to Liu Qing, patted her head, and gestured for her to keep up the good work.

He then handed a box of chewing gum to Dao Lingyun, and withdrew his hand under her expectant gaze: "That's all the reward for a Rank B little fairy. Keep up the good work in the future."

"Senior brother, your standards are so strange." Dao Lingyun chewed gum and looked out the window, then suddenly asked, "If you're not that voluptuous, does that mean you're grade C?"

"I'll cut you down!" Liu Qing raised her head and said coldly.

Is that part of your personality?

"That's impossible."

Not long after, the bus suddenly stopped.

Teacher Zhao, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly opened her eyes, saw the scenery outside the window, stood up and said, "We've arrived at our stop, let's get off."

Opening the car window, Teacher Zhao tossed Ma Daqiang, who was snoring and grinding his teeth, out of the bus, then flipped over and jumped off, landing on the ground like a wisp of air.

Picking up his luggage, Chen Yu got off the bus and then saw the other passengers on the bus also getting off.

They bought bus tickets from Xingzhe Bus Company. The company's tickets were expensive, the buses were slow, and the drivers treated passengers like stepfathers, muttering curses at the slightest dissatisfaction, which was extremely annoying.

Their only advantage is safety.

As long as you buy a ticket, they will definitely take you to your destination.

The price of each passenger's ticket changes dynamically. The Traveler's Passenger Transport's internal network collects information on all passengers on the Dream Network, comprehensively assessing their strength, recent enemies, and destination to determine the appropriate ticket price. For example, Chen Yu is an enemy of the Xu Group, has offended remnants of the former Tianyuan Cultivator Management Committee, has disputes with Changsheng Prefecture, and is currently fighting against the Disaster Response Department.

This time, the destination is Tianmu City again. I have no relatives or friends there, and no powerful connections. Going there would most likely be suicide.

Taking all these risks into account, his train ticket should cost around 1.3 million.

But he always managed to escape danger, and some people said that this was a scheme by the incarnation of the future Star Lord, so in the end, the price was reduced to 130,000.

Ma Daqiang is 120, Liu Qing is 110, and Dao Lingyun is 37.

Teacher Zhao is quite something. Traveler Bus Company even gave him 5,000 yuan as a token of appreciation for his hard work along the way, and the money was used as a bodyguard fee.

After learning about these things, Chen Yu felt that Traveler Bus was definitely a representative of classical capitalism.

They don't engage in many financial maneuvers; you provide the money, I provide the effort, and the risk is transferred to the individual.

I have to say, this company is quite likable.

After getting off the car, Chen Yu saw that he was in a desert.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, bathing the surrounding sand dunes in a cool, white glow. The undulating dunes resemble ocean waves or mountain ranges, silently stretching into the distance.

This place should have been a city, but the arrival of disaster turned it into a desert, erasing all traces of its existence.

Looking around, Chen Yu asked curiously, "Aren't we there yet?"

"There was no road after that, so we had to walk there."

"What about the bus?"

"Drive back, there will be a tour guide later, we'll follow the tour guide."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several people led camels slowly towards them from the distant sand dunes.

The moonlit night, sand dunes, camels—the silent scene looked quite beautiful. However, after seeing the other person approach, Chen Yu realized that the scene was not beautiful at all.

That wasn't a camel; it was a monk wearing a camel skin.

Pointing to the camel costume, Chen Yu wanted to ask what this strange activity was all about, but the guide leading the camel smiled and explained, "Mr. Chen, right? I'm your guide. Are you curious why you're in a costume?"

The tour guide must have seen this problem many times; he could tell just by looking at Chen Yu's expression.

Seeing Chen Yu nod, the young tour guide said with a smile, "They used to use real camels, but they were sued later."

"why?"

“Animal protection organizations said we were abusing animals and that we had to pay a fine. We tried to rectify the situation at Walker Bus Station for a long time, but it didn’t work. In the end, we simply switched to monks. And you know what? Once we switched to humans, there were no problems.”

"What the heck is that leather suit?"

"Because we were sued again. Some passengers said that camel services used to be available, so how could they not be now? You have to provide compensation. We held meetings for several days, and then we decided to have people wear camel skin covers, and then the problem was solved, wasn't it?"

"...Oh, what about human rights then?"

Without waiting for the guide's reply, Dao Lingyun said directly, "Senior brother, there are no human rights here."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)