Kun became honest and expressed her willingness to actively cooperate with the work, but she also looked at a loss, knowing nothing and having nothing to explain.
Mr. Ning didn't care about Jiu Yuanzi's situation. He already had a lot of safety guarantees and was not afraid of problems in the dojo.
Anyway, the wave of attacks just now has passed, and there is no new news from No. 1. He doesn't believe that he can keep intervening with that kind of power.
If the kind of energy that could kill everyone could be used countless times in the dojo at any time, there would be no need for the dojo to exist at all.
After analyzing all the information he learned, Mr. Ning felt that this day was not a panacea, let alone that it would be broken early.
Everything has its weaknesses, nothing is absolutely perfect, and the same goes for God.
For Mr. Ning, being able to earn profits easily is the most important thing.
As for destroying the dojo, of course it should be left to professionals.
"Old Xiao, let's go over and discuss the next matters." Mr. Ning said to his big helper Xiao Wanfa.
He has secured a lot of benefits for his good friends, which he received from his own business, which can be regarded as giving profits to VIP customers.
None of these proceeds will go into the Xiao family's fund, and not a dime will be shared with the Xiao family. It will all belong to Xiao Wanfa himself.
Xiao Wanfa glanced at the distance. Jiu Yuanzi and Di Di sandwiched Kun between them. The three of them were sitting on the ground, as if they were tired from an outing and looking at the scenery.
"I'm very curious about what Motoko will do." He was more curious about that side, maybe he would have a lot of fun.
Mr. Ning said: "We must also be prepared here. If Miss Jiu's dojo cannot handle it, we will use coercive means to save people. We must restrain them while preserving their lives."
Xiao Wanfa frowned slightly, saving a crazy person was much more difficult than killing someone.
He asked in confusion: "Old Ning, is it really so important to save people? If they all die, it will only be good for your business and you will lose more competitors."
This is true. Mr. Ning smiled and said, "To describe it as banditry, it is indeed true, but the world is not so safe. Even if I control the entire world's business, I will only be an insignificant existence."
"There must be many strong people to maintain a good cycle and strong enough resistance."
"Just being the creator of the dojo can dominate our lives. I hate this feeling." Mr. Ning said calmly. It was hard to tell how indignant he was about this matter. Instead, he seemed not to take it seriously.
Just like when he opened a vegetable market opposite his supermarket, he felt that it would affect the business a little bit.
Xiao Wanfa did not have this idea, but it did not prevent him from understanding Mr. Ning's words, "Old Ning, do you want to be the savior, or do you want to be the strongest in the three realms?"
Mr. Ning said: "I just don't want to put my life in the hands of others, as well as my family, the employees who can make me money, and the thousands of people who serve me."
"Humans should be independent and powerful creatures, not pitiful creatures raised in a pen to kill them whenever they want. You can live only if you want to live."
Xiao Wanfa laughed and said, "Then if God blocks God, kill God, and if Demon blocks monster, kill devil."…
"Old Xiao, you don't love the world, but you still need the world. One person cannot do everything by himself. People need to build the city and sew your clothes." Mr. Ning said seriously.
"The books you like to read need someone to compile them, print them out and put them in a bookstore before they can be seen by you. Even the paper for the books has to be made by someone, and you can't do all this yourself."
"Anyone who seems insignificant helps the entire world run in all walks of life and provides all conveniences."
"If strong people want to live a relaxed life, they must allow these weak ones to live. Otherwise, your headphones will lose their music, and there will be no new music in this world."
He didn't want Xiao Wanfa to sympathize with ordinary mortals, but how could a young man practice hard and look at his expensive headphones, weren't they for listening to music?
"...Huh?" Xiao Wanfa took off the button-sized headphones from his ears and looked at Mr. Ning in surprise.
He would never agree to that kind of thing.
The hard work of eating and sleeping in the open has long been out of step with the times!
When Mr. Ning met him for the first time, he discovered that Xiao Wanfa was wearing a pair of very small headphones. The product was very expensive and unpopular, so most monks didn't know it and couldn't afford it.
Many people will think that it is a spiritual object with special functions, such as being able to hear people talking from far away, or enhancing the absorption of spiritual energy. Anyway, it is a high-end product with auxiliary functions.
But Mr. Ning knew that a salesperson specializing in luxury spiritual goods had recommended this headset to him.
Would this kind of genius who is only in his twenties who likes enjoyment and not hard work want to dig a hole and live in it?
A low-level fairy like Miss Jiu has to have a hundred maids to serve her, let alone Xiao Wanfa.
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi suddenly looked back, feeling as if someone was talking about him.
But this feeling passed in an instant. After she didn't notice anyone looking at her, she turned her head, hugged Kun's shoulders, and continued to ask thoughtfully: "Think carefully, what's uncomfortable about you? I have a good idea to help you solve it."
Kun looked at Di Di on the right and then at Jiu Yuanzi on the left, "Are you two twins?"
"..." Jiu Yuanzi stood up, feeling that Kun was just a fish with a low IQ, so it was definitely useless to ask her.
According to usual experience, the dojo breaks down suddenly, and it has never been successful if you try hard to do it.
So, let’s make the devil soup and drink it first.
What does Mr. Ning's plan have to do with our digital team? Besides, everyone is just a makeshift group. It doesn't matter if the division of labor cannot be completed.
I can only pay a moment of silence to Li Suixing of the Yiren Bureau, and have a good journey.
And all the little brothers from Baima Shengsheng Club, if I encounter your souls in the abyss and polar regions, I will definitely take you back.
Nothing else can be done, that's all.
Jiu Yuanzi felt good after thinking about it, and kicked Kun with his tentacles, "Let's go, let's take the loot and go back to make soup."
Kun was shocked, "Now you are still thinking about making soup. Do you like being a chef so much?"
"What are you talking about? Do you know something as good as Demon God Soup?" Jiu Yuanzi asked directly. This is the strongest BOSS in the dojo, so he should know some information. …
"Demon soup?" Kun shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, but I only know that I want to drink soup. I don't know why I want to drink it."
Jiu Yuanzi pointed at her and congratulated, "That's great, you should be the key. After the soup is cooked, I will put you in and scald it. You must be the key ingredient."
Kun Youxin explained that she had nothing to do with Demon Soup, but Jiu Yuanzi ignored her at all and went to Mr. Ning to get back his mermaid Anna and octopus Anna.
It had only been less than two days, and Mermaid Anna still looked that thin and dirty.
However, Octopus Anna's tentacles have grown back. Except for the proportion problem, she no longer looks like a tadpole.
Jiu Motoko turned back into a jellyfish, patted the octopus on the head with a huge body, and comforted: "Don't worry, I will take off your tentacles in a while, and you can turn back into the ingredients of the devil soup."
When Di Di saw it, he immediately followed her and turned into a huge black jellyfish.
They wrapped all the ingredients with their tentacles, put on Gong Yangyan, and went back to make soup.
Mr. Ning didn't think the demon soup was cooked like this because it was too targeted and was purely to make enemies for Jiu Yuanzi.
But seeing how enthusiastic she was, I didn't stop her and just messed around as hard as she could.
Xiao Wanfa asked worriedly from the side: "Old Ning, when are we going to save people? Save those skilled monks first, and leave those who only practice killing at the end. They are of no use, they are just trash."
At this moment, if a powerful great sage or golden immortal has no special skills, in Xiao Wanfa's eyes, he is not as good as a spiritual farmer who can cultivate the land with spiritual power.
Incompetence returns waste.
