After being held in a dark room for three days, Tang Zhen was called out by the guards and sent to a new cell.
After being captured, most of the prisoners in the spiritual realm will be forced to participate in manual labor to consume their energy.
The prisoners were busy from morning to night every day. They were all exhausted physically and mentally and had no time to do anything else.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this is even more true in this prison where prisoners are held. Perhaps they heard that Tang Zhen beat a room full of prisoners until they rolled all over the floor. No one in the newly arrived cell provoked him, they just looked at him. His eyes were a bit unkind.
Tang Zhen is now remembered by others, and someone is probably trying to take revenge on him.
If an ordinary person was targeted, he would probably be skinned even if he died, but for Tang Zhen, this kind of fight was nothing more than child's play.
If you really piss him off, it won't take long for this place to turn into ruins!
Since no one provoked him, Tang Zhen was happy to be in peace. After staying there for a day, he went to a nearby mine to dig stones under the supervision of guards.
This mine produces a very precious metal that can be used to help spiritual masters refine spiritual weapons. Thousands of prisoners work here continuously every day, digging out stones from the mountain and then breaking them into egg-sized pieces. piece.
Each prisoner has a ration. If he cannot complete his work, the food will be halved, or even given only a bowl of soup.
Holding the sledgehammer issued by the supervisor, Tang Zhen followed the prisoners to find a site, then swung the hammer and began to hit the rocks.
Stones were smashed piece by piece, and then the ores inside were picked out and put into baskets. Sometimes a whole stone was smashed, but a few pieces of useful ore could not be found.
The prisoners were all sweating profusely, their faces covered with dust and dirt, and they cursed from time to time.
"Brother, would you like some ecstasy?"
A prisoner approached Tang Zhen and asked in a lowered voice.
"Ecstasy, what's the price?"
After hearing the prisoner's question, Tang Zhen remembered that there were dozens of kilograms of psychedelic grass in the light ball, which had been left in the corner and ignored.
Ecstasy is only harmful to ordinary people, but for spiritual masters, this kind of thing is a medicinal material that nourishes and repairs the soul, but it is only in limited supply.
In a place like this, ecstasy grass is a rare good thing. Even if it is mixed with a lot of messy impurities, it can still be sold at a very high price.
"One thousand spirit coins per portion, the price is absolutely fair!"
While talking, the prisoner also took out a ball of ecstasy grass the size of a fingernail and let Tang Zhen take a look.
"That's right, but it's a pity that I don't have any money!"
Tang Zhen glanced at the ecstasy mixed with weeds and shook his head gently.
"Why are you asking questions when you don't have money?"
With a look of contempt on his face, the prisoner quickly put away the Chaotuan in his hand and walked away with the tool.
Tang Zhen ignored this guy, but frowned and didn't think about it for a while, then turned and walked towards the prisoners not far away.
"Dude, do you want some ecstasy?"
The prisoners who were sweating profusely were stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at Tang Zhen, and nodded slightly.
Tang Zhen smiled and took out a ball of Ecstasy Grass from the light ball. It was also the size of a fingernail and looked very fresh.
The prisoner took it and looked at it, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
“Not bad, no grass leaves were added, so it’s quite conscientious!”
Turning to look at his companions, the prisoner said, "Old Fang, has the wound in your soul healed?"
The prisoner named Lao Fang shook his head, glanced at Tang Zhen, and lowered his voice: "I want more, the same quality as what you have in your hand, can I get it?"
Tang Zhen's expression didn't change and he nodded gently.
The Ecstasy Grass is of no use to him and can be used to exchange for spirit coins, which can then be exchanged for better potions from the cornerstone platform.
"At this time tomorrow, you bring two hundred points, and we will trade here!"
After the agreement was completed, the two parties quickly separated. Tang Zhen picked up the tools and looked for the next target.
The targets he selected were all prisoners with damaged souls. After going around for a while, he had already finalized an order for 500,000 spirit coins.
Don't underestimate these imprisoned prisoners. Most of them are high-level spiritual disciples. If they want money, they can naturally ask their companions from outside to send them in.
In order to repair the injured soul as soon as possible to avoid any sequelae, no one would be reluctant to part with this little spiritual coin.
Even Tang Zhen didn't expect that these spiritual disciples could be so rich. It seemed that he had accidentally discovered a way to make money.
I stayed here just to avoid pursuit, and I could leave after the news passed. But now it seems that I have killed two birds with one stone, even if I leave later, it doesn't matter!
When the sun sets, the prisoners return one after another, wash up and then fall asleep.
After arriving at the mine the next day, Tang Zhen completed the transaction as agreed and quietly put the spirit coins into the storage space.
Everything went well for the first transaction. Tang Zhen's confidence doubled and he continued to develop customers. Before the sun went down, he finalized a large order.
The Ecstasy Grass in the light mass weighed dozens of kilograms, and one portion weighed only a few grams. If all were sold, it would be enough for Tang Zhen to exchange for a large amount of spiritual coins.
After finishing his work and returning to the prison, it was time for dinner, but as soon as he sat down at the table, several prisoners came over.
"He's coming to the door, he's fast enough!"
Tang Zhen sneered, pretending to turn a blind eye, and ate his dinner.
"Boy, do you understand the rules?"
The bald man next to him approached Tang Zhen and said in a low voice, with a fierce light in his eyes.
Several other prisoners also looked at Tang Zhen with unkind expressions, and the threat was very obvious. Two of them even deliberately revealed their homemade weapons, which were polished to extremely sharp points.
Pushing the wooden lunch box, Tang Zhen said calmly: "In business, there will naturally be competition. You sell yours and I sell mine. Isn't it good that the well is not in conflict with the river?"
The bald man smiled "hehe", shook his head and said: "Don't tell me these useless things, I will give you a chance to make amends now, hand over all the Ecstasy Grass in your hand, and then pay us one million spiritual coins. , otherwise you will look good!"
"If you want me to look good, you can, I'll wait for you!"
Ignoring the bald man with a fierce look in his eyes, Tang Zhen stood up, put the tableware aside, and walked out as if nothing had happened.
That night, the prisoners in the same room all looked at Tang Zhen with strange eyes, and some even had gloating in their eyes.
They had heard about what happened in the cafeteria and concluded that Tang Zhen was in trouble.
Having offended the most ferocious group of people here and blatantly robbing business, it was no surprise that they killed him.
Tang Zhen was in no mood to pay attention to these guys. He just used his meditation skills to slowly repair his body.
When a new day comes, Tang Zhen feels full of energy and continues to work hard on his money-making plan.
The transaction process was still smooth, but most of the customers looked at him strangely. Apparently they had also heard the news that someone was going to deal with Tang Zhen.
During this period, someone also gave a vague reminder, but Tang Zhen just responded with a smile and didn't take it to heart.
Not long after, several prisoners walked towards Tang Zhen, and there were people covering them to distract the guards.
The location where he was at this time was a dug pit. If he didn't get close, he wouldn't be able to see what was going on inside.
In fact, this was a place Tang Zhen deliberately chose. The other party wanted to deal with him, so why didn't he want to use this matter to establish his authority?
As long as these guys are dealt with, then I can freely do business here, and earn enough spiritual coins first!
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