Every time he escaped from death, Pei Yin would use the three methods commonly used by city hunters to release himself.
He was sitting in his study, drinking the psychic bayberry wine from the Chashan Mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, and was living a very comfortable life.
Most alcohol is harmful, but Psychic Bayberry Wine is an exception. The bayberries are edible, and the accompanying energy is quite abundant. The brewed wine has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.
Of course, such a good thing is not cheap. A five-pound jar of bayberry wine soaked in a glass jar costs 998,000 yuan at the Xinyue Hotel, and only 998 for a serious one.
The fat man drank half a catty, but it was not enough. He felt that it could be more exciting.
He did some calculations first: the energy value contained in the spiritual seventh-grade leaves at tomorrow's auction has been disclosed. Perfect refining can absorb 30,000 mana. With his current first-level clear water magic skill, he can refine 10% The potency of the medicine increases the mana value by 3,000 points.
The so-called mana value of 2560 points is only the threshold for the ninth level of the spiritual realm.
If you really want to reach the second level Dharmakaya state, you need more mana.
As we all know, the mana value of the first level of Dharma Body Realm is exactly 10,000 points.
So the fat man got into science: If his spiritual root is promoted to two stars, unlocks the second level of the Clear Water Divine Skill, spends several hundred million at the auction tomorrow, and directly uses krypton to practice the second level of the Divine Skill to the Great Perfection, he can absorb 20% energy.
At that time, with the same psychic seventh-grade Ye Laoshan ginseng, he can increase his mana by 6,000 points!
The fat man remembered the mutated two-headed abalone that the female anchor had treated him to. With four more abalones, anything was possible.
He called Ye Wanying: "Steward Ye, I want to have a midnight snack, please bring me a mutated two-headed abalone."
This time the housekeeper failed to fulfill his wish: "I'm really sorry, the last two mutated two-headed abalone in our store were ordered by a VIP this afternoon and are temporarily out of stock."
"There's not one left?" The fat man was very dissatisfied.
"Mr. Pei, the situation is like this. Mutated double-headed abalone grows in the waters of the South China Sea. It is extremely rare. You may not be able to catch a few in a month. Super members also need to book in advance. Once the goods are available, the butler will notify them as soon as possible. You." Ye Wanying explained carefully.
"Forget it, let me know next time it arrives."
The fat man didn't deliberately make things difficult. If he guessed correctly, the person who ordered the last two double-headed abalone should be Mu Mujiang.
Looking inside at the twelve drops of clear water in his Dantian, the fat man thought about life: How can he refine eight drops of clear water overnight and elevate his spiritual root to two stars?
This question is very professional.
For professional questions, of course, you need to find a professional.
Fatty opened his address book and found a professional: Wang Langlang.
This professional was introduced to him by the housekeeper Ye Wanying.
Remember the awesome privileges of super members?
The housekeeper said at the beginning: "If you need a girl to accompany you to dinner and movies, I can help you contact [Hipi Entertainment], the most professional company in the Shushan area. That company can meet all your needs."
Wang Langlang is the senior vice president of Hipi Entertainment.
It is said that the backstage of Hipi Entertainment is very tough. The boss is always in charge but the vice president is usually in charge.
For ordinary small customers, Wang Langlang can send an assistant to solve the problem.
The super members of Xinyue Hotel are all billionaires. Wang Langlang expressed his gratitude to Ruisi and left his contact information.
Fatty had a phone chat with Wang Langlang a few days ago and briefly inquired about the business.
Tonight, he decided to talk about something real: "Mr. Wang, do you have any original and genuine female monks there?"
A flirtatious voice came from the phone: "Of course, our company has a wide range of business. There are various types of original nuns, such as flight attendants, nurses, doctors, white-collar workers, teachers... Which one do you like, Boss Pei?"
"so much?"
Fatty opened his eyes to Hipi Entertainment, which is indeed very fun.
"People on the Internet say that these days, original products can only go to elementary school campuses. People who say this have never seen the world."
"There are many female monks who are as protective as jade."
"There are some monks who practice special skills and have never had that kind of relationship."
"I can guarantee that it is definitely not a fake 'one-layer membrane repair surgery'. Our company's golden name has been for decades, and the monks introduced are all alcohol-tested."
Wang Langlang is eloquent, demonstrating the professionalism of Hipi Entertainment.
The fat man went straight to the point: "Among those female monks, are there any who have perfected their skills?"
Wang Langlang almost choked: "Ahem, Boss Pei, you are posing a difficult problem for me. The original one also needs to have perfect skills. It is equivalent to reaching the World Cup finals and scoring a hat trick. It is too difficult."
"Don't your company have everything?" Boss Pei was unhappy.
"There are currently no talents in this field in the company. The original skills have not been perfected, and those who have been have already made progress together. Boss Pei, calm down, I will find foreign help for you." Wang Langlang said.
"Foreign aid?" The fat man secretly sighed that the people in the city were really good at playing.
"To be honest, half of Hipi Entertainment's business is our company's employees, and the other half is matchmaking. Don't worry, the people I introduce are reliable in all aspects. If you fake it, you will lose ten percent." Wang Langlang coaxed.
"Matchmaking? Is it the kind of 'part-time job' that happens occasionally?" The fat man drew inferences.
"Boss Pei is indeed an expert and knows a lot." Wang Langlang gave a commercial compliment.
"Are there any third-level monks who work part-time?" Fatty said if he wanted to play, he would play big.
"..."
Wang Langlang was obviously startled: "Boss Pei, you are kidding me too much. Although there are great monks in the Dan Realm realm who work as bodyguards for others, but how can I put it? They don't sell their bodies when they are performing arts."
"The price is easy to negotiate. You can help me find the connection." The fat man still refused to give up.
"It's not about money. Let me tell you from the bottom of my heart. Our company's business is far from glorious. If we rush to find a third-level monk to help us, we will easily offend others and narrow the road."
Wang Langlang kept complaining: "Boss Pei, I can only find second-level foreign aid at best."
Boss Pei settled for the next best thing: "Second level is also fine. I have water spiritual roots. I can find those with gold, water, or wood spiritual roots."
Wang Langlang breathed a long sigh of relief: "OK, do you want a single original product or two original products?"
"There are so many things to pay attention to?" The fat man opened his eyes again.
"That's necessary. Nowadays, the mainstream ones are the original ones of Dharmakaya. As for the main body, everyone knows about it."
Wang Langlang said, and added emphatically: "There are also double original ones, but they are very rare. The price...Boss Pei, you are an expert, you must understand that rare things are more valuable."
The fat man immediately understood that this was a price negotiation, and he cooperated very well: "How much does a second-order pair of originals cost?"
"Twenty million." Wang Langlang began to quote.
Fatty's first reaction was to be frightened. When he was in the east station, the original money for ordinary people was only twenty or thirty thousand, and some even only needed a red envelope.
Then he had a second reaction. The price for a second-level monk was not excessive.
A mutated double-headed abalone with two drops of blue water costs five million. According to this formula, a second-level monk with pure yin energy is worth the money.
Considering that he made 500 million tonight, Fatty Hao was inhumane: "Mr. Wang, I won't bargain, you make the arrangements."
"Boss Pei, please wait a few minutes and I'll contact you."
Wang Langlang hung up the phone, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger.
