I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 976 - 355: Getting Rolled Up, Face Marks (5k)_2

"Exchanged with Sacrificial Paper Money, it’s already been successfully exchanged by a Ghost Wealth God, next line."

Men Xinsheng’s heart sank.

Oh no, Wen Yan hasn’t bothered with him for a day or two, it’s not just ignoring him!

Turns out they’ve caught another Ghost Wealth God, and that guy is bold enough to spill everything.

Who’s got the time to do nothing and even counts the number of small temples so precisely!

Without some Ghost Wealth God who’s bored enough to count leg hairs, how would Wen Yan possibly know!

Men Xinsheng was anxious and fired up, he was already risking backlash here, how could there be some other dog who’s even more eager, rushing to make a contribution first.

He clearly knows, Wen Yan said that for contributions, it’s first come first served; the same intelligence won’t be given to another person.

Even if he doesn’t understand the rules of the Scorching Sun Department, he’s familiar with the usual uncle’s rules.

"If you don’t say something more valuable, I won’t waste my time here anymore."

Wen Yan thought for a moment, kindly gave a hint, and added some pressure.

"By the way, talk about the prices of exchange items in the grand hall.

Also things like price adjustments last month.

If you remember, just mention it, I’ll use it as a reference and note it down for you.

If you don’t remember, forget it, talk about something else."

Men Xinsheng was anxious, couldn’t care less anymore.

Last time, he gave clues for some cases, pointing those cases to other Ghost Wealth Gods.

But the number was small, and those cases involved Ghost Wealth Gods he wasn’t fond of.

Now upon hearing Wen Yan’s words, knowing even the price adjustment last month.

If Ghost Wealth Gods aren’t being gentlemanly, reporting so quickly, well then don’t blame me for being ungentlemanly, disregarding friendship!

Rather a dead friend than a poor me, if I don’t contribute, plenty of Ghost Wealth Gods will!

Men Xinsheng gritted his teeth, immediately started selling out his peers.

Indeed, he doesn’t recall a lot about prices, but being an old hand, having hustled his whole life, with nothing to do during the day, he chats nonsense with other Ghost Wealth Gods and knows quite a bit.

Some Ghost Wealth Gods are probably quite young, or have little social experience, lacking society’s harsh lessons, or show their flaws once transformed into Ghost Wealth Gods.

A little flattery, just a slight lead, and they’ll start bragging.

Back then he cautiously got to know other peers, discerned their types, personalities, where they were from when alive, to conveniently interact later.

The bragging content, at least to Ghost Wealth Gods, isn’t important.

But now, this content is his opportunity to contribute.

Men Xinsheng steeled his heart, decisively started selling!

He refuses to believe that some Ghost Wealth God who memorizes prices and counts things idly knows more than he does!

This time Men Xinsheng wasn’t just giving clues to cases, he directly sold out where several prior Ghost Wealth Gods were from, based on small temple standards, where the temples were, what they did, and what they bragged about, completely clean.

In one go, he sold out more than a dozen, the information detailed enough for Wen Yan to identify what the small temple looks like based on the descriptions, confirm the location.

"These dozen, all harmed people, committed heinous crimes, and couldn’t keep their mouths shut, loved to brag, didn’t understand respect for elders or care for kids.

What they’re saying about trapping life souls, that doesn’t seem like just bragging.

A guy from Haidai County trapped a person’s life soul, turned it into a white gem, and even showed it off briefly.

Said he almost got discovered by an Ox-head Monster then.

Such a thing is definitely not made up."

"All these are roughly when, be specific."

Wen Yan placed the phone aside, had the Black Box continuously record, and sorted it into text.

Men Xinsheng sold out more than a dozen Ghost Wealth Gods in one go, took a breath, and asked.

"Does this count as contributing?"

"I’ll verify later to see which of your info was the first provided, and check the accuracy of the info, then you’ll be considered having contributed, I’ll record it all, it’s with timestamps, I certainly won’t shortchange you on this."

"No, no, I’m just asking." Men Xinsheng sighed in relief, it was as he thought, the focus of his information was different from what other Ghost Wealth Gods provided.

But since he decided to go all out, he might as well go all the way.

In case if any of these dozen guys get caught later, and they decide to sell out other Ghost Wealth Gods for contributions?

Damn, we’re just peers, not even friends!

"I thought about it, and remembered some more things!"

A few hours later, Wen Yan came up from underground, rubbed his belly.

Been hungry for quite a while.

This Men Xinsheng is truly ruthless, he’s completely different from Zhou Xiaorong the Liver Emperor.

Men Xinsheng is clearly the type who loves gossip, hearing rumors, exceptionally good at bantering.

Out of over a hundred Ghost Wealth Gods, this guy, in just a few hours, sold out over forty.

In the end, Wen Yan couldn’t differentiate who was who, but Men Xinsheng still described it all clearly.

Meanwhile, in the grand hall square, Zhou Xiaorong continued chatting with other Ghost Wealth Gods, aside from mocking the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell, he talked randomly and inadvertently brought up the one at the Paper Money workshop.

Zhou Xiaorong listened to other Ghost Wealth Gods gossiping, sharing rumors, and he remembered these in his mind.

These guys are idle, just as idle as him, scratching their soles all the time.

Once he listened enough, Zhou Xiaorong sauntered, started recounting small temples again, but this time, he was mindful, leveraging his strengths, noted down numerous details of each small temple.