Full-time Swordsman

"Hello, old men, I'm Lin Jichen, reporting here specially."

After Lin Jichen appeared, he looked at the faces in front of him who often appeared on official TV and greeted them shyly.

He didn't expect such a big event today, which almost made him a little nervous.

The sixty-year-old man smiled amiably and said, "Xiao Lin, we meet again. You have to teach me, a newcomer in the game, more."

Lin Jichen made an OK gesture and said, "Don't worry, old man, I don't have the ability to lead so many people, but it's no problem to teach you!"

"Haha, we are gathering for an exercise outside your city today, you don't mind, right?" The sixty-year-old man asked with a smile.

Lin Jichen glanced at the shocking scene and said, "Of course not. With you here, my city is so safe."

He scratched his head again and said, "This War God City was actually yours. It was just that the Chamber of Commerce president was afraid that Bai Zibin would mess around, so he traded the city to me in exchange for spirit stones. If you want to take it back, you can buy it back at any time."

"Really? That's great!" The fat old man stood up and said happily, "With this city, if the world is really integrated, our China can also be regarded as a piece of land and base in the Eight Desolate World!"

"Yes, although this city is not big, it can accommodate a million people. We will have some confidence when we meet the forces of the Eight Desolate World in the future." The bald old man also agreed very much.

The sixty-year-old man did not rush to agree, but just said to Lin Jichen: "Do you really not want this city? Such a good territory, how could you..."

"Old man, I know what you want to say, everyone likes territory, but I don't care. After all, compared with my sect, this small city is really insignificant. I will become the head of the sect in the future. I am too busy to manage the huge territory of the Sword Sect. How can I have time to come to this small place every day." Lin Jichen said with a smile.

The bald old man was a little suspicious and said: "Can you really become the head of the sect? Or the head of the largest sect in the Eight Desolations?"

Lin Jichen nodded without hesitation and said: "In fact, I am now a small head of the sect. I can make most of the decisions on the affairs of the sect."

"Good boy, you really make us Chinese proud!" The bald old man looked proud.

This is a clash of two worlds, two different worlds, and Lin Jichen, as a Blue Star person, can achieve such success in the Eight Desolate World. The key is that they are Chinese!

The fat old man also asked: "Can our Chinese cooperate more with Tianyan Sword Sect in the future?"

Lin Jichen still smiled and nodded, saying: "No problem, as long as it is harmless to both parties, I will try my best to meet your needs."

Everyone felt relieved when they heard this. With the help of the world's number one sect, China should not be too sad even if the world merges in the future.

"Good boy! You have helped us a lot again. We want this War God City. We will buy it at five times the price!" The sixty-year-old man made a decision.

Lin Jichen was a little surprised. He just wanted to sell it back at the original price, but he didn't expect the other party to raise the price on his own initiative, and directly increased it by five times.

Shang Wanhe finally got a chance to interrupt: "The chief doesn't want you to suffer. If our spiritual stone reserves were not insufficient, the chief would have wanted to buy your city for ten or twenty times the price."

Lin Jichen laughed. He liked to cooperate with such people.

Before coming, he was really afraid that the other party would keep squeezing him under the banner of making him patriotic.

After all, he had never come into contact with these high-level officials in his previous life.

Although this amount of spiritual stones was only a small amount for Lin Jichen, doing so would undoubtedly disgust him.

But fortunately, he thought too much. The old man was more open-minded and generous than anyone else. This made Lin Jichen completely relieved and willing to cooperate with the official and help them.

Shang Wanhe, the old man, smiled and asked him: "Lin Yingxiong, can we use Huaxia currency to settle the spiritual stones?"

Lin Jichen rolled his eyes at him and said: "You wish! What can Huaxia currency do in the future? Even if you reward me with hundreds of billions, it will only be waste paper in the future."

The sixty-year-old man seemed touched by his words and said: "Xiao Lin, are you saying that spiritual stones will become a popular currency system in both worlds in the future?"

Lin Jichen nodded without thinking: "Yes, if you cooperate with the forces in the Eight Wastelands in the future, they will definitely not accept your currency. Spiritual stones are hard currency in the Eight Wastelands, just like gold in our world, so I suggest that you also reserve more spiritual stones, which will be of great use in the future."

"I understand, thank you for reminding me." The sixty-year-old man nodded solemnly.

Lin Jichen smiled and said: "Why don't we still go with the original price, and you can save some spiritual stonesStone."

The old man laughed and said, "We appreciate your kindness, but no matter how difficult it is, we will not treat those who have made contributions unfairly. We agreed that five times is five times."

Lin Jichen gave a thumbs up and praised, "Since the old man is so generous, I can't fall behind. Let's do this. If you need to buy equipment, weapons, pets, pills, gems and other game props, you can ask the president of the chamber of commerce to find me. I will give you a 30% discount! And I will give you priority supply! "

Lin Jichen waved his hand, and a huge business profit was handed over.

Everyone was delighted. These game props are very important for improving strength, but because the explosion rate of game props is too low, game props have always been in short supply.

In addition, most of the props have long been divided up by civilian players and game guilds and capital that have settled in "Bahuang" early.

Originally, the God of War Guild still had a foundation, but it was all because of Bai Zibin, this pit, who sold it for his own selfish interests, causing their Chinese officials to be a little stretched in terms of game equipment, weapons, or spiritual stones and elixirs.

Especially now that the official integration has taken place, official personnel from all over the country have poured in, and the demand has increased by thousands of times more than before.

These game props are now the most urgently needed precious resources in China! The strategic significance is no less than that of oil in the industrial revolution decades ago!

"That's great, Xiaolin, you have helped us solve another huge problem! If China had more children like you, why worry about the integration of the world! "The sixty-year-old man sighed.

An old man with a hunched figure stood up and said with emotion: "Yes, we went to those capital guilds to buy some game props before. Not only did they ask for sky-high prices, but they also made various excessive demands. Some even took the opportunity to buy officials, land, and monopoly power. If we didn't agree, they would just give us a cold shoulder and let us have a cold shoulder. Compared with Xiao Lin, these guys are simply outrageous!"

Lin Jichen naturally knew the faces of those capitals and said calmly: "Just get used to it. They hope that China will be more chaotic so that they can profit from it."

It would be strange if the capitalists were not profit-driven one day!

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Second update~