Chapter 29: Twenty-Four Hour Operation

Facts prove that as long as you dare to stir things up, you will always obtain more information than others.

If he had followed Luo Congwen step-by-step, Lin Bai would still be at the Luo Mansion telling him the story of A Chinese Ghost Story; how could he have come into contact with the inner secrets of the world so quickly like this?

Seven years later, the Lingjie Fengxi will open; it will either be a dungeon or a new map.

It seems the Game Company has cultivated the plot very deeply!

Lin Bai subconsciously glanced at the Deng Li Buduo beside him; if only he could dig the general direction of the plot out of the players' mouths.

However.

Looking at how bewildered the players are about this game, I'm afraid even they don't know the subsequent developments.

Seven years?

That's too long!

I wonder if it's possible to go in early and take a look.

If he could enter early, he would undoubtedly possess a huge advantage in the game, and could even make arrangements in advance.

Even if he couldn't enter early, perhaps he could use the dungeon to make something else of it.

For Lin Bai, what is inside the Spirit Realm is not important; the players and the system are his wealth. Waiting seven years for a dungeon is not worth it at all; cashing in early is the true path.

……

To the side, the expressions of Song Jinnan and his family were not very good; what kind of spirit cultivation, it really was a lie!

They were just there to watch the gate for free.

Although they hadn't suffered the tragic fate of being refined into a Soul Tool or soaked in wine, it was still somewhat sorrowful for them.

Ten years later, when the Spirit Realm opens, they fear they will be discarded like worn-out shoes, or casually wiped out by the Daoist of Huilong Temple.

After all, the public explanation given by Daoist Li is that in ten years, their baleful energy will be exhausted, and they will naturally dissipate.

By then, who would uphold justice for three ordinary ghosts like them?

What a truly pathetic fate!

No.

There is still one person……

Song Jinnan's gaze turned toward Lin Bai.

Wicked people are dealt with by other wicked people.

Lin Bai seems to have a black heart and thick skin, but he always leaves himself a way out when doing things; perhaps his family's chance of survival lies with this young man……

……

"Shopkeeper Lin, now that you know about the Lingjie Fengxi, do you still think it's a good thing to make this shop known to everyone? How can mere silver compare to the Lingjie Fengxi behind it?"

Watching Lin Bai, who had suddenly fallen into silence, a trace of smugness flashed in the eyes of Daoist Qingfeng; he felt he had finally won back a round.

"Has it had an impact?" Lin Bai looked at Daoist Qingfeng as if looking at a fool. "The Lingjie Fengxi won't open for another seven years; what's wrong with us earning some pocket money before then?"

"You've made the shop known to everyone; if a high-level expert passes by one day and sees the layout inside, I'm afraid it will invite disaster," Daoist Qingfeng said, shaking his head.

"Daoist, you now have a ten percent stake in the shop, why do you keep saying such discouraging things?" Lin Bai frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "You also said that Daoist Li hid the information about the Spirit Realm node because he wanted to save some benefits for the disciples within his sect. When the Spirit Realm opens in the future, how many people will be eyeing this place?

You must know, the things inside the Spirit Realm belong to the sect, but every cent earned in the shop is yours! Even if the shop can only stay open for seven years, it is enough to double your assets, Daoist."

"……" Daoist Qingfeng was stunned.

"It's clear you aren't valued within your sect, Daoist, otherwise you wouldn't only have a mere Shield Armor Talisman for protection," Lin Bai chuckled, then twisted the knife in Daoist Qingfeng's heart again. "As the saying goes, a wise bird chooses its tree to perch on; you could completely cooperate with me, Daoist. Our sect treats every disciple equally. In seven years, if we spend the effort to operate, working from the inside and out, it will be enough to peel this Spirit Realm node away from Huilong Temple. By then, your returns, Daoist, won't just be a little bit of silver."

"……" Daoist Qingfeng held his wine bowl, frozen in place.

"I told Deng Li Buduo that to survive in the Jianghu, one's calculation skills must be good," Lin Bai tapped the table lightly. "Daoist, you must be able to balance the books to live more comfortably in this world!"

To the side, Deng Li Buduo looked at Lin Bai sideways and sighed inwardly: Shopkeeper, with your every word and action, you make it very hard for me to maintain the heart of a gentleman!

"I've said all I have to say; why don't you go back and think it over carefully, Daoist?" Lin Bai smiled and picked up his broken bowl again, lightly clinking it against the edge of Daoist Qingfeng's bowl. "Seven years is enough time for many things to happen; you must seize the present!"

"……" Daoist Qingfeng looked at Lin Bai, his eyes somewhat complex. "Shopkeeper Lin, allow this poor Daoist to consider it carefully."

"No rush; it won't be too late to make a decision once you've thought it through, Daoist," Lin Bai said with a calm smile. "Before then, I'll have to trouble you to mediate matters regarding the Chef God Restaurant with Huilong Temple. A county magistrate is not as effective as the official currently in charge; this little matter shouldn't be difficult for you, Daoist."

"I will," Daoist Qingfeng looked at Lin Bai once more, drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp, then rose to his feet and bowed to Lin Bai. "Since that is the case, this old Daoist will take his leave."

"Safe travels, Daoist," Lin Bai cupped his hands, performing the etiquette perfectly.

……

After Daoist Qingfeng left.

Deng Li Buduo could not suppress the curiosity in his heart: "Shopkeeper, what is inside the Lingjie Fengxi?"

"Ask less about what you shouldn't," Lin Bai glanced at him. "In the Jianghu, knowing too much is no benefit to you."

Nonsense!

He wanted to know too.

But in front of Daoist Qingfeng, the persona of a high-level expert had already been established; wouldn't digging for the bottom line reveal the truth?

Even if he was itching with curiosity, he couldn't ask.

The more he asked, the greater the possibility of revealing the truth.

He could only find an opportunity to investigate slowly.

Moreover, he had to hurry with the tasks; being at different levels meant encountering different grades of situations. Having caused such a big stir, his opponents were no longer players struggling at the poverty line.

"Oh!" Deng Li Buduo responded sheepishly and stopped talking.

"Clean up; you'll sleep in the shop tonight!" Lin Bai said. "The effect of the publicity will continue to ferment, and business definitely won't be bad these next few days. Don't think about those random things; just take good care of the customers for me first."

"No problem," Deng Li Buduo responded excitedly; he was dying to live in the shop. This place was a large-scale dungeon entrance; what if he managed to discover a way to get inside!

Lin Bai looked at Song Jinnan and his family again: "Lao Song, the safety of the shop at night is still your responsibility. If you encounter any petty thieves, don't be polite—throw them all out. Don't say what shouldn't be said."

"Understood, Shopkeeper," Song Jinnan replied. He looked at Lin Bai and asked hesitantly, "Shopkeeper, what should we do after seven years?"

Lin Bai hesitated for a moment: "Switch to spirit cultivation; I'll think of a way for you."

Qingfeng said that the spiritual vein fissures need the ghost Qi on their bodies to cover them up; if they want less trouble, they really cannot do without them.

"Many thanks, Shopkeeper." Song Jinnan was overjoyed and hurriedly pulled Wu Xiuxiu and Song Ling to kneel on the ground, kowtowing to Lin Bai with a *thud, thud, thud*.

"Get up, we don't play those superficial games." Lin Bai smiled, "There are still seven years left, and there is no telling what might happen in between. You all should learn our shop's business philosophy from Deng Li Buduo. Let's strive to open a night shift..."

Song Jinnan was stunned: "Shopkeeper, that wouldn't be appropriate! After all, we are already dead..."

"What's inappropriate about it? As long as you're bold enough, even ghosts can take maternity leave." Lin Bai smiled, "Jiamu City is so big, there are always people looking for thrills. Step by step, let the common folk of Jiamu City get used to your existence, and open up the shop and your reputation. In the future, if Huilong Temple wants to move against you, they will have to see if the common folk agree."

Growth.

Lin Bai needs to grow at lightning speed.

The appearance of Huilong Temple made Lin Bai realize the crisis; the income from the daytime is no longer enough.

After all, he has the resources, so the shop should operate twenty-four hours a day, making everyone in Jiamu City grind...

(End of this chapter)