If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 146 Giving Value

Feng Xue's so-called discovery of a little way is very simple to put it bluntly. The key point is the [worthless] in the element of the boulder.

Although I don't know whether this element is self-generated, or it comes from the coin I carved, anyway, Feng Xue got a reminder from it——

The so-called coins are essentially "valuable".

Whether it is the value of the credit level or the value of the metal level, it is first of all a recognized "value", and it is precisely because of this value that it can become a currency.

Not just currency, even the game currency in the game hall has value because it has the added value of "used to play games", including virtual props in online games.

Especially in this world, it has the rule of cognition = power, and the characteristic of "only what people think is valuable has real value" may have been engraved into the underlying rules.

In other words, do the coins you make have real value only when they are considered "valuable"?

After having this idea, Feng Xue immediately prepared to put it into practice.

In fact, the easiest way is to directly use precious metals such as gold and silver as materials for manufacturing. In this way, the "value" carried by the precious metal itself will be converted into the value of the coin itself.

However, the success rate of this apparently lazy approach is probably not high, because if a currency wants to be recognized, it must first be "circulated", otherwise the valuables are only precious metals, not currency.

And it's not that the world is ignorant of ghost stories. He just buys daily necessities, fruits and vegetables in the supermarket, but if he sells a lot of precious metals, it will easily attract the attention of relevant departments, even if he doesn't The official department, just a guy like Jeston trying to make a profit through strange stories, is already troublesome enough.

After careful consideration, Feng Xue gave up the idea of ​​achieving it overnight, and decided to change her mind.

An idea that is more in line with the concept of "Ghost Talk".

However, if he wanted to realize his idea, this kind of low-quality goods re-carved with coins would definitely be a difficult task. Feng Xue decided to get some raw materials first——

Fortunately, the DIY atmosphere in Victoria is not bad. You can get spray guns, small furnaces, gas tanks and other equipment in hardware stores and other places. This makes it much easier for him to process metal. As for ordinary gas stoves It can't reach the temperature that melts pennies... Feng Xue knows how to use her internal strength!
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In this way, Feng Xue's life became more and more regular. She went to the most chaotic and poorest East District in Backlund around [-]:[-] in the morning, obtained the resources for the day from the cash machine, and called an ambulance by the way to stabilize herself. Existing basic disk.

At noon, he will look for those warehouses that have not been used for a long time, or villas that have been idle for most of the year, to carry out his metal smelting work, melting low-denomination coins into metal bars that are easy to process, and borrowing The host's network gave him the legend of "devil chef".

After the time reaches four o'clock, he will go to the supermarket, look for today's housewife, spread the urban legend, and at the same time exchange for a sumptuous dinner for himself, and when night falls, he will return to his residence, melting the day The metal strips are cut and engraved, and turned into exquisite coins with excellent hand feeling.

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Pete Lyle is a 15-year-old Victorian teenager. He was born in an ordinary working family. His parents spent a lot of money to send him to an expensive private high school. All the time is devoted to studying.

However, this style of behavior created a considerable gap between him and many classmates from well-to-do families. He was considered an unsocial nerd and was often resorted to cold violence. As time went by, these cold violence gradually It began to develop towards the level of campus bullying.

As far as the teacher is concerned, those students who are from a wealthy family and even have a big background are naturally more worthy of pleasing than a poor boy like him.

However, for the sake of his parents' expectation, he still endured everything after all, and the consequence of this is just that those classmates got worse...

The not-so-pleasant day finally came to an end. Pete was walking home, gently patting the dust and dirt on his body. Although the school has a boarding system, he still chose to go to school, so as to save expensive boarding fees , Second, you can also get a period of respite.

Backlund has not been very peaceful recently, and Pete was walking very fast, but when he passed through the alleys he usually walks on weekdays, he suddenly froze for a moment——

He saw that there was a person lying in the alley at this moment!

His clothes looked very expensive, but they were covered with dust at this time. The evening sun was pressed into a thin line by the buildings on both sides, and it happened to fall on his body. Although the slight ups and downs seemed to prove that he was still alive, but That kind of appearance, no matter how you look at it, is not very good.

At this moment, Pete's first reaction was to walk away immediately, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that this dusty appearance was somewhat similar to the bullied self.

After a brief struggle, he finally made up his mind and leaned over. Instead of touching the other party immediately, he stood two or three meters away and asked softly:

"Sir, do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"

"..." The man seemed to have said something, but the noise from the street made it difficult for Pete to hear what he said.

"Sir, what did you say?"

"Light... help me block it..."

The intermittent weak voice was finally captured by Pete, but he didn't react immediately, but maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was fate, the westward slant of the sun happened to reach a subtle position, making his not tall figure , can barely cover the man in front of him.

Soon, an incredible thing happened. In Pete's eyes, the dust, dirt, and defects on the man's clothes were slowly disappearing in an incredible way. The feeling was as incredible as time going backwards.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Pete didn't know how long he stood here, maybe only a dozen seconds, or a few minutes, but in the end, the man seemed to have regained his vitality and stood up again. A smile appeared on the much softer face of the Victorian.

"Thank you, child, I owe you a favor." The man's tone was elegant and rhythmic. Although Pete hadn't recovered from the shock of witnessing supernatural phenomena, his good family education still made him speak:

"No, I didn't do anything..."

"Don't be humble, child, equal exchange is my creed." The man kept a gentle smile and said:

"Is there anything you want? A sum of money? A toy? Or some bastard who wants a lesson?"

"That, that..." Pete didn't know how to answer for a while, but the man didn't show any impatient expression, but thoughtfully took out a delicate coin from his pocket Seeing that Pete didn't reach out, he took the initiative to take Pete's right hand and put the coin in his palm——

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you can't think of it now, when you think about what you want, you can wrap this coin with a note with your wish, and stuff it into the No. 13 locker at Princeton Station, and I will help you realize it." It's, however, only once."

"I..." Pete wanted to say something, but the man in front of him suddenly opened his arms, and then disappeared in front of his eyes...

　As for the floating stones, this thing is really sold, it’s about one dollar and two, and there is basically no possibility of recycling. In the real sense, it’s just a waste of money, so is it so easy to make money now?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)