Chapter 76: No Gambling

"Ghost Mirror?"

Only now did Chen Yaozu remember the Ghost Mirror he had already forgotten in a corner, the one smeared on one side with a sanitary pad, with a ghost sealed inside it.

He couldn't help but communicate with the Talisman in his heart: "That Ghost Mirror was sealed with that filthy method precisely because it couldn't be subdued.

How to take it to the disaster area, how to use this thing to accumulate merit?"

He was merely trying; communicating with the Talisman — normally the Talisman ignored him.

Only when he encountered something, when he made certain key decisions, and at the key nodes of certain events, did the Talisman seem to be triggered.

He thought this time would be the same, that he would get no response.

Unexpectedly, this time he actually received a response: 【Using the Yin Virtue you obtained from saving people last time as oil, using the Los Angeles Seal as the wick to ignite your heart-fire, borrowing the middle finger blood of the Forty-nine Disciples as ink paste, forcibly stamping the Great Seal onto the mirror surface — then it can be subdued!

This ghost object has decades of cultivation; in the art of Ghost Wall it is outstanding, and combined with the marvel of the Ghost Mirror, it can construct a Ghost Domain similar to a Barrier.

If the merit of disaster relief is used to wash away the Resentment Qi, returning to the origin, this ghost will surely be able to upgrade its natal Ghost Domain into a Barrier-like ability.

If utilized well, your future prospects are very good!】

【The Brazilian Female Ghost, although her cultivation has grown higher because she kills more and more people, her Killing Qi has already gradually clouded her Spiritual Intelligence.

If no way is found to let her recuperate, letting the Killing Qi slowly dissipate, or Reciting Scriptures to assist her Crossing Calamity, when her Spiritual Intelligence is completely obscured, that will be the day this ghost becomes a calamity! This trip to disaster relief, if she is allowed to participate, she will surely gain merit; using merit to refine Killing Qi is the most excellent method handed down since ancient times.】

Oh, so that's how it is!

The Brazilian Female Ghost is currently under his control, not yet to the point of losing control or having her Spiritual Intelligence polluted.

What remains to be faced is how to subdue that Ghost Mirror.

Subduing this mirror requires three things: the Yin Virtue Great Seal and finger blood — naturally the middle finger.

He has the Yin Virtue, he has the Great Seal, the fingertip blood of the Forty-nine Protector Disciples' middle fingers — this also doesn't seem hard to arrange.

Just make a call to have Zhou Jiping or A Yu go prepare; what should be put on the schedule now is raising money.

That's right, raising money! Zhou Jiping made a suggestion: under these Forty-nine Protector Disciples there must be people, preferably ten each.

A Yu raised an objection, saying the Former Tangzhu Zhang Rusong suddenly kicked the bucket, and few people knew the accounts where he stored his money — meaning the entire gang's money was all gone.

Only the operating capital left by the various territories of the Hall.

Now, this mysterious Daoist Twenty-Five Governance Seal Holder is taking them to do disaster relief; all the spare cash the Hall can scrape together has been scraped out.

Just enough for the Forty-nine people to buy supplies, and charter vehicles to the border, then rent a Helicopter.

That's right, a Helicopter is needed; after all, after the Typhoon passed, many roads were no longer passable by car; cars can't get through, could they really rely on shoulder-carrying and back-carrying to deliver supplies? Of course not! So there was the plan to rent a Helicopter.

With a Helicopter, supplies can be delivered to various places faster, into the hands of those in need.

All this costs money; the Los Angeles Hall can cough up this sum, but it's a stretch.

But now, suddenly it's not Forty-nine people, it's five hundred people. Five hundred people might go in for half a month or a month, eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, plus wages, and a tenfold increase in supply consumption.

This is a lot of money, especially since the Hall's money was already swindled by the Former Tangzhu — the economic pressure is huge.

Zhou Jiping plans to go to Ding Fatzi Plaza to hire people; in his words, those Walking the Line, since they can endure hardship coming all the way from South America through the Tropical Rainforest, past gangs along the way, and a trek of thousands of kilometers, plus variable climate, and survive it all — such physical condition already fits America's recruitment criteria very well.

They are very high-quality laborers; most importantly, they're cheap.

At first, Zhou Jiping planned to offer 500 Dollars a day to go do disaster relief, but after having Younger Brother go check, he discovered the black-market labor price at Ding Fatzi Plaza had already dropped from the initial monthly salary of 2600 Dollars pre-tax to 900 Dollars a month now, and positions were still more wolves than meat.

So the original budget was overturned; 500 was too much, and too much more at that.

After the most reasonable Statistics, Zhou Jiping believed that traveling thousands of miles to a disaster-state to be a Disaster Relief Volunteer is a relatively hard and risky matter.

500 is a bit much, but 300 is still acceptable, and for the Emigration People currently sunbathing and picking lice at Ding Fatzi Plaza, 300 Dollars a day is absolutely a high salary among high salaries, something they wouldn't dare dream of.

He felt this price could recruit manpower; Chen Yaozu agreed.

But even at 300 Dollars a day, 500 people, that's 150,000 a day — and that's just the wages for all Volunteers.

If they go for a month, that's at least 5 Million Dollars.

This money — the Los Angeles Hall, whose money was entirely swindled by the dead Zhang Rusong, can produce it, because this time the Fuzhou Gang Los Angeles Branch coughed up 5 Million Dollars to buy supplies.

They just can't cough up a second 5 Million!

So what Chen Yaozu has to do now is, before the Religious Sect is registered, get 5 Million Dollars.

Actually, Chen Yaozu has long had this in the bag! With a cheat, do I still need to worry about money? Holding this mindset, he arrived at the Lottery Agency.

That's right!

He has Divination knowledge and Skill; although his grasp of this knowledge isn't very deep, with the Talisman giving him two chances a day for Deduction Probe, with this, why worry about not winning the Lottery? Mega Millions! Or Powerball? The draw times are Monday, Wednesday, Saturday! Today is not a draw day.

As for another ticket type, called SuperLotto Plus, this thing draws Tuesday or Friday, so it can be bought.

There's also one called California SuperLotto Plus, draws Wednesday and Saturday at 8 PM; the Bonus can be said to be very generous.

But these prizes' win rates aren't high; they belong to one in two-point-something hundred million per draw.

So, once won, what it brings is the Dream affluent life.

However, what Chen Yaozu looked at wasn't these, the ones needing to wait for the draw, but the Scratch-offs to the side.

His Deduction Probe function works best when it can see a person or object, making Deduction easier, rather than empty-space targeting Execution.

So he looked at the Scratch-offs; the Scratch-off tickets were divided into several piles in the counter, and he was just about to sweep a glance over them to see if any had prizes.

But unexpectedly, a glance yielded no result; instead the Talisman fed back a message: "A certain generation Ancestral Master who once mastered the Talisman extremely despised gambling, therefore set down a Private Rule: whoever holds the Talisman must not use this Talisman's power for gambling!

No Gambling!"

(Chapter End)