Desert Island God Level System

As soon as the words fell, the old ghost held his head down and said impatiently, "What's the deal? Where's the money?"

"Brother Gui, the business has gone bad..."

The old ghost was about to have a fit, Zhang Mang hurriedly said again: "But the seafood is brought back, can it pay off the debt?"

"Hmph, thanks to my small debt, I'll let you go this time, but at least give me a ton!"

"One ton? Can your old man finish it?" Zhang Mang said distressedly.

"Is it okay for me to feed the workers under me? Is it possible that you are starving the workers like you?"

As soon as this remark came out, Du Hu and others couldn't help applauding.

Zhang Mang took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll share all the seafood with everyone, and please raise your hands high."

The so-called staying in the green hills does not worry about firewood, as long as the big house is still there and the debts are paid off, I can still make a comeback.

A group of workers also had no choice but to urge them to hurry up.

At this time, Chen Jing also sent the seafood over, and it took a lot of time for six tons.

Hearing the system prompt, Zhang Mang's eyes lit up, and he kept mobilizing seafood from the storage space.

"Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. Everyone has a share of these six and a half tons of seafood, and we will never fail. We guarantee that you will return with a full load!"

Du Hu said in a bad mood: "You think that everyone cares about your broken seafood, it's not as good as Daobi."

"Hey, I hope Brother Hu will be kind, you have worked hard these two days, I will give you more points." Zhang Mang said cheekily.

Soon six and a half tons of seafood appeared in the pool, and the scene was very spectacular.

It's just that everyone looked around and felt that something was wrong.

"This seafood doesn't seem to be very active."

"What's going on with Zhang Mang? Why did the fish turn over?"

"Damn it, it's so smelly, it's all rotten fish and shrimp!"

The workers complained one after another, and some were so smoked that they retched.

The old ghost frowned, thinking that he was being tricked.

Zhang Mang was stunned at this moment, the stench caught him off guard.

Although this batch of seafood has been stored for a whole day, it is not so bad.

"Zhang Mang, don't tell me to let the brothers eat these dead fish." The old ghost said coldly.

Zhang Mang shook his head again and again, not daring to believe everything in front of him.

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible! The seafood is all caught in the morning, Duhu and the others can testify!"

The old ghost said disdainfully: "I was thinking that people would go out of their way to catch a few tons of seafood and play civet cats with you in exchange for the prince?"

"Yes! That must be the case! That kid has exchanged my goods!" Zhang Mang woke up startled.

"It's you/sister! You are the only one on this island who is as stupid as Zhang Mang and can catch so much seafood!"

The old ghost slapped Zhang Mang on the fat head.

Zhang Mang smiled wryly and said, "Brother Gui, if you have something to say, please speak up, this seafood is definitely still edible, as long as it is cooked."

"I'll leave you to eat the horse, brothers, throw this fat man into the pool for me!"

The workers were already filled with righteous indignation, but Zhang Mang played tricks on them again and again, and they got nothing in the end.

At this time, Duo rushed to the front, picked up the fellow and threw it down. Zhang Mang was instantly soaked in the stench of dead fish and stinky shrimp.

"Ouch... it stinks, pull me out quickly." Zhang Mang vomited out directly.

Who would have thought that the six tons of seafood would be like a swamp, making it difficult for him to move an inch, and he collapsed again!
Everyone knew that the money would never come back, but they finally let out a bad breath.

At this time, the old ghost suggested: "Brothers, Zhang Mang definitely won't be able to spend any more money, so let's sell his house and use it to settle wages for everyone."

"Okay! Brother Ghost is fair!" The workers echoed.

The old ghost turned his head again and said angrily: "As for you Zhang Mang, don't try to run away. You owe me two hundred copper coins for the agency fee, and you will have to work for me for the next month!"

"Okay..." Zhang Mang replied powerlessly, he had lost nothing to lose, so he didn't have the capital to say no.

At this time, everyone dispersed, and a crab clamped fiercely on Zhang Mang's belly.

"Hey, hey! Don't go, not all seafood is dead, but some are alive!" He bared his teeth and shouted.

"..."

After this incident, Zhang Mang not only went bankrupt, but also became heavily in debt.

His reputation in the circle has plummeted, like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouts and kills.

And in the end, he didn't want to understand who this "Master Zhao" was, and why he made fun of himself like this.

On the other side, a wooden house by the river in the forest.

[You have now got your wish, all of Zhang Mang's goods have been taken off the shelves in the trading market. 】

Chen Jing was not surprised to hear the system's words.

"I guess it's not taken off the shelves, but all of them are used to pay off the debt." He laughed.

[Human nature is really sinister, and it seems that this system will never understand the scheming. 】

"It's too early to draw a conclusion. Human nature is far crueler than you imagined. I'm already benevolent."

Chen Jing said calmly, Zhang Mang is just one of thousands of survivors, and in order to survive, anyone can inspire endless power.

If nothing else, there will only be more and more people like him in the future.

Chen Jing wasn't targeting Zhang Mang, it was all about being in a high position, clearing the market and adjusting order.

While meditating, Fang Wenzhuo also heard the news.

"Brother Chen, you are amazing, I will remind you two words, and you have resorted to a series of tricks."

"Oh? Brother Fang has received the news?" Chen Jing asked in surprise.

"Don't you know? This is big news in the circle, and now that Zhang Mang is working hard behind the old ghost every day."

"Hehe, a capitalist like him should suffer a bit."

"That's right, but people in the circle are more curious about who pulled him down from the altar. Now the social circle is asking for news about you."

Chen Jing was quite surprised, but he didn't consider this.

"Don't worry, I will remain anonymous the whole time, no one will know me."

Fang Wenzhuo replied: "That's good, but it's not a big deal if you know it, you will be revealed sooner or later."

"It's not the time yet." Chen Jingmiao replied.

Fang Wenzhuo didn't say anything after hearing the words, after all, he himself was a low-key anonymous person in the circle.

The two then talked about the sale of sackcloth, and the idea of ​​delaying the shelves hit it off.

"No problem. Anyway, I'm not short of money. If I make money, I have to make a lot of money."

"it is good!"

When the matter came to an end, Chen Jing leaned on the wooden bed with his back against the river and faced the sea, the sea breeze hit his face in gusts.

At the same time, a sense of silence flooded into his heart, and the word "coming out" that Fang Wenzhuo said could not be lingered in his mind.

"It's really boring to be alone." He muttered/muttered.

[Of course it's boring, this desert island game is not played like this at all, I've never seen a player like you. 】

"Fuck, can you stop talking suddenly, military commander?" Chen Jing was taken aback by the system.

After calming down, he responded again: "How should it be played?"

[The trading market and chat channels set up by the desert island game are completely designed to improve the social functions of players, which means that this is not a stand-alone game. 】

[My previous host, even if he didn't have any contact with the circle, he wouldn't spend his days at home doing business through the system like you do. 】

Chen Jing was puzzled, "Then why did he go?"