Starting From A Fisherman To Cultivate Immortality And Live Forever

Chapter 115: That Easterner must have supernatural help!

Nepal, on the outskirts of the city of Gade.

Thanks to the investment from the East, factories were established here.

This place, which was on the verge of becoming a ghost town, gradually gained popularity, and as a result, many vendors appeared outside the industrial area, forming a small market spontaneously.

The number of people in the entire city of Gade whose lives have improved thanks to the investment from the East has gradually increased.

Noon, on the top floor of an office building in the factory area.

Huang Zong, a named disciple, sat on the boss's chair, staring blankly at the large screen in front of him.

It seems... he seems to be daydreaming.

But in fact, Huang Zong suddenly felt fortunate and entered a state of introspection, contemplating his own path of luck.

And through some inexplicable and mysterious feeling, he continuously adjusted his path of luck to match his own physical condition.

This is a major characteristic of the martial arts and health cultivation technique. After all, everyone's details in health cultivation are different.

The positions and intensities that need to be trained naturally vary.

However, in the cultivation world, not many martial artists who practice this technique can achieve this state of alignment.

The fact that Huang Zong and others have reached this realm so quickly can only be attributed to their good fortune, and the upgrade of the hidden world in the pot is too fast, resulting in a very favorable environment.

Under such a dense concentration of spiritual energy, even if one has a mediocre physique and only practices martial arts, they can still make rapid progress!

Suddenly, his phone vibrated slightly, interrupting Huang Zong's contemplation.

He frowned slightly, then saw that it was a familiar friend from his circle, so he answered the call.

After exchanging greetings, the other party got to the point:

"Old Huang, I heard that you have learned a lot of good things from the master recently!"

"I've seen the videos and pictures in your circle of friends, and we are extremely envious of your complexion."

"It's like this... I have a friend who has been feeling uncomfortable in his kidneys and lower back recently. He went to the hospital but didn't get much relief."

"I don't know if your master over there..."

The other party didn't finish speaking, waiting for Huang Zong's answer.

Having been in the business world for so many years and knowing this person inside out, Huang Zong naturally knew that the friend mentioned by the other party was himself!

However, when it comes to something truly mysterious, Huang Zong won't casually agree like those masters who perform tricks and deceive people. Instead, he shook his head slightly and said:

"You still haven't understood, huh? Do you think this is like those masters who perform tricks and deceive people by giving them red envelopes?"

"If you're really interested, you can come to Nepal and see for yourself. There are many things I can't say, but as an old friend for many years, I recommend that you come in person."

"You will thank me when you come!"

When Huang Zong said this, his following words became full of riddles and mysteries.

After hanging up the phone, the boss on the other end, who was no less wealthy than Huang Zong, rubbed his thinning hair and opened the world map, finding the inconspicuous place called Nepal.

He had his AI assistant find recent relevant news, and soon his gaze slightly froze as he noticed the reports about local temples.

One was the sudden appearance of a large tree shadow.

The second was that Gade City suddenly started holding frequent religious ceremonies, attracting many well-known monks who were willing to pay money to join a certain temple.

In addition, there were rumors that the local temple's deity found a holy woman and disappeared into the void in front of everyone...

"This is where Huang Zong and the others went..."

"Could it be that some of those mysterious things on the internet recently are true?"

This boss instinctively still didn't quite believe it.

Compared to mysterious appearances and saints appearing in the mortal world, he even believed more that Huang Zong and the others had been kidnapped.

And now they want to deceive him and take him hostage too!

But he is not an ordinary person with no connections. It is very easy for him to confirm the recent activities of Mr. Huang and others through his network.

After all, besides attending mysterious gatherings, Mr. Huang and others often interact with people outside, and sometimes even come back to handle local matters before going out again.

The hesitant boss looked at the thermos cup with the medicine bag inside.

These medicine bags that can be soaked in water are currently the most attractive business for Mr. Huang and his group of wealthy individuals with some power but not much.

Although they are just trial products, they do make people feel good after drinking them. They have also been tested multiple times for safety, confirming that there are no tricks commonly used by charlatans inside.

For example, some wizards who are known for their effective treatments often soak various antibiotics in their talismans, ensuring that the efficacy matches the strength of the medicine.

When patients drink this talisman water and are psychologically suggested to have a good sleep... believe it or not, it mostly works!

For those cases where it doesn't work, they will refund the money, apologize, and claim that their magical powers were insufficient, but they can still continue to make money with an unbreakable reputation!

As for those who are not fooled and end up in prison, they generally reflect on their actions and gain insight into the mysteries involved.

But these medicine bags are different!

The ingredients are clearly just common medicines.

But after soaking and drinking them, he feels as if his vitality and spirit have been replenished.

He also owns some shares in medical companies and has tried to produce medicine bags with the exact same proportions.

But when he drinks them, it feels the same as not drinking anything.

He even gets diarrhea if he drinks too much!

He gulped down the hot water from the thermos.

Once again, he felt the illusion of a faint heat flowing through his body.

After cursing a few vulgar words, the boss instructed his secretary to book a ticket to Neerpo.

During this period, many people made similar choices as the boss. Some chose to go there personally, while others sent trusted relatives and subordinates.

Mr. Huang also took a sip of the hot water that had been steeping for a while.

Feeling the warmth, Mr. Huang shook his head slightly, feeling that this benefit was much better than the tea water poured by the Rat Daoist in the burial ground!

Thinking of that tea water, Mr. Huang couldn't help but salivate.

Then Mr. Huang received a message on his phone, and it turned out to be that old friend who was convinced and willing to come and take a look.

Mr. Huang smiled and took out a notebook from the drawer, ticking off the name of the friend.

Another God of Wealth is coming to support their exorcism business!

After finishing these tasks, Mr. Huang rubbed his forehead and muttered softly:

"It's fortunate that Dao Ye agreed to let us sell these medicine bags in order to raise more manpower and resources."

"Otherwise, those cunning fellows wouldn't be so easy to deal with if we didn't have something real to offer."

The medicine bags sold by Mr. Huang and his group recently indeed contain common medicinal ingredients.

However, their origin is from the cultivation world.

They are mainly used as auxiliary materials for the Little Daoist's Qi and Blood Pills and Elemental Pills.

After extracting most of the medicinal power and turning them into medicinal residues, Su Ping tried them and found that perhaps because the medicinal ingredients came from the cultivation world or because they were infused with the spiritual energy of the Pot in the process of alchemy, they had some health benefits when consumed by mortals.

So, Su Ping had a brilliant idea and extracted the same medicinal residues from the Water Blue Star for waste utilization.

After handing them over to Mr. Huang and the other five people, he asked them to conduct small-scale trials in high-end circles through their respective networks.

As expected, there was a significant response in the circles of the wealthy.

If we were to evaluate it, it would definitely be overwhelmingly positive, with a repurchase rate exceeding 99%.

As for those God of Wealth who were deceived and willing to come to Neerpo, only to realize the existence of the mysterious truth and decide to increase their investment...

Su Ping has no plans to expand the list of named disciples for burial grounds at the moment.

After all, when things become too abundant in this world, they are no longer cherished.

Su Ping's plan is to have Huang and the others create a contribution ranking. Those on the list will receive benefits every month or two, based on their ranking, such as the quantity of medicine residue or medicine packages purchased, and so on.

Su Ping is not afraid that these "wealth gods" will be deceived.

According to Huang's words, these people are already so poor that all they have left is money. If money can buy health and a high-quality life, these people are not afraid of expensive prices... Of course, they cannot demand exorbitant prices either. A steady stream of income is a win-win strategy.

And according to Huang's speculation, this group of fellow practitioners who have come must have plans to become intermediaries.

This is also what Huang and the others are happy to see. These people are the main consumers in the early stage, and in order to maintain the money-making channel, their subjective initiative can be further enhanced!

"For now, it's fine. In a while, when even the most cautious people can't find any side effects from this tempered tea bag and accept it..."

"I'm going to be busy over here."

"Ah, it's all for the future development of the burial grounds. I can only entrust my fat to the great cause of the sect!"

Huang sighed and then started punching in his office.

Since learning martial arts, Huang's hobbies have changed from eating, drinking, gambling, and drifting to eating, drinking, and practicing martial arts.

In a shooting range that was converted from an abandoned factory in the factory area.

Lu Daheng is practicing marksmanship.

Relying on the five senses obtained from martial arts training.

Lu Daheng's performance made the several highly paid coaches who were hired quite amazed.

It was only a few weeks of training.

In the eyes of these coaches, Lu Daheng went from a rookie to a seasoned veteran, and then from a veteran to a sharpshooter.

Now, he has directly become a shooting champion who should bring glory to the country!

What makes these coaches even more scalp-tingling is that Lu Daheng has reached such a level not only with one type of weapon.

Whether it's a pistol, a rifle, or various modified individual weapons.

He can familiarize himself with them at a visible speed during training and achieve astonishing hit rates.

"The weapons I bought this time are pretty good, very comfortable to use."

Lu Daheng took off his earmuffs and placed the two submachine guns that had run out of bullets on the counter of the shooting range.

Then he sent a message.

In a short while, the arms dealer behind Lu Daheng showed a smile, as he saw the communication confirming the final payment.

And these people, along with Lu Daheng, gathered together to continue building relationships in other places.

Leaving behind a few coaches looking at the targets, doubting their lives.

"Is he a natural shooter? I feel like he shouldn't be here, he should participate in competitions..."

"I... I have some doubts about the local rumors. Old Li, I plan to go to that temple tomorrow when I have a day off..."

Lu Daheng and the arms dealers went to the best hotel in Gade City.

Then, when the secretary drove them back to the industrial area after they were full and drunk.

On the way, Lu Daheng suddenly found that they were surrounded by more than a dozen old and worn-out jeeps and Hummers.

"What's going on!"

Lu Daheng was slightly startled, and immediately sent out an alarm through the satellite phone.

He found that at this moment, his mind was surprisingly calm.

He took out a weapon box from under the seat and quickly assembled an automatic rifle that had been modified to load special high-power bullets.

At the same time, he checked the two pistols on his body.

Because of his strength, these two pistols specially customized for Lu Daheng are even more exaggerated than the Desert Eagle in terms of caliber.

The gun is adorned with gold and engraved with exorcism scriptures.

Lu Daheng's only purpose is to fulfill his youthful fantasies.

Just when he was about to make a final desperate move!

The voice of Shu Daoren suddenly sounded in Lu Daheng's ear, telling him to do whatever he wanted to do!

He, Shu Daoren, is watching him! He will definitely protect his safety!

So, just as the pursuing jeep had someone take out a loudspeaker and started shouting, expressing their desire to invite Boss Lu to a certain place for a chat.

At the same time, as the soldiers on the open-top Humvees raised their automatic rifles to prepare for warning shots.

They were surprised to see the door of the target vehicle suddenly open!

Then, a agile figure leaped onto the roof like a lingering shadow.

Before these puzzled soldiers could see clearly what happened next.

Lu Daheng was already standing on the roof, holding a large-caliber pistol in his left hand and a modified automatic rifle in his right hand, crazily pulling the trigger!

"What's going on!"

The commander commanding this convoy widened his eyes.

Just as he cursed out loud, he heard a bang of glass shattering, and then he saw the driver next to him with a big hole in his head, already lifeless!

Boom!

Suddenly losing the driver, the Humvee lost control and crashed into the jeep in front.

Then the two vehicles overturned together on the road.

At the same time, the sounds of gunfire, curses, and screams continued to echo on the road.

Making the commander who had overturned in the car feel half of his heart turn cold.

He really didn't understand what kind of courage these people had, daring to fight back!

They really thought of themselves as kings of soldiers!

This commander kept cursing and crawled out of the car in a sorry state.

And he wondered how to report this failed invitation to the general.

It's even possible that they accidentally injured the other party...

But the responsibility is definitely all on the other party!

They can just tear their faces with these Easterners.

Anyway, he doesn't believe a group of outsiders would dare to oppose a military warlord who actually controls several regions!

"General Bahadur, please listen to my explanation..."

Just as he stood up, this commander heard a communication request from the general, and instinctively answered it and started shifting blame.

It was also at this moment that the commander suddenly noticed that everything around him had quieted down.

And as he stood up completely, his field of vision widened.

The commander's pupils suddenly contracted.

He wanted to say something, but because of fear and astonishment, he couldn't succeed.

After a while, accompanied by the general's questioning.

The commander faced the completely overturned and annihilated convoy, and with a bitter face, said:

"General... we, we encountered ghosts and gods this time!"

"That Easterner must have had the help of ghosts and gods!"

"He... he alone destroyed the entire convoy I brought out this time!"

Sorry, I'm a bit late tonight.

(End of this chapter)