"So now you understand what I mean by imprisonment, right?" Lu Ziming spread his hands helplessly.
"If you want to live in the burial ground, you must work hard to earn the Underworld Coins without slacking off at all. Baishi Town relies on the Underworld Coins to imprison everyone.
People here seem to be free, but in fact they are worse than in prison.
At least you don't have to work hard every day in prison, but in a burial ground, you can't move without money. You work hard to make money every day when you open your eyes. However, even so, you can't save much money throughout the year. "
"Isn't this thirty-three taels of silver?" Xiao Chuxia suddenly reacted.
"What is thirty-three taels of silver?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
"The so-called thirty-three taels of silver is a method used by ancient rulers to control the people. The people's annual income is thirty-three taels of silver, and their basic expenditure for the year requires 36 taels of silver. Just these three taels of silver The gap makes people exhausted every day.
Running around day and night to make money, there is no time to think, let alone the energy to resist.
That 100 million hell coins can buy you a way to leave, which is just painting a pie, giving you an illusory hope, giving you a head start in your life, and saving you from being exhausted and committing suicide in despair. "
"Yes, you are right. This is what thirty-three taels of silver means." Li Xiaoru kept nodding aside, pretending to be understanding.
Fang Xiu glanced at Yuelai Inn thoughtfully. He roughly understood Zhou Qingfeng's purpose of building this place.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was the savior of mankind before he met the God of Deception, must have been jealous of Deception. He wanted to lead mankind to victory and was willing to fight on the front line, but not all spiritual masters were willing.
If the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up. Many people must have this idea.
They have finally become spiritual masters, but before they can enjoy life, they have to go to the front line? Why?
It’s not like no one is going anyway.
But Zhou Qingfeng obviously disagreed, so he designed Baishi Town, a town that is not a prison, but is better than a prison.
All spiritual masters who enter the burial ground must kill weirdos here day after day, year after year, if they want to survive.
The more weirdos you kill, the less weirdos will enter the world.
Everyone continued walking and soon passed by a pawn shop.
The pawn shop is very old, even half of the sign is missing, it is severely faded, and the overall tone is very dark, like a black and white photo.
Lu Ziming raised his finger and pointed at the pawn shop.
"This is the place where you can exchange ghost coins. How many weird pawnshops you kill have detailed records, which can be used to exchange for money. In addition, the way to leave the burial place is also here. As long as you collect 100 million ghost coins, you can exchange them from the pawn shop. Come and leave.”
"Brother Lu, I have a question." Xiong Tianguang asked suddenly: "What should I do if I come to Baishi Town on the first day and haven't earned 100,000 net coins? Isn't it certain that I will die?
Moreover, you need to take a ferry to get here. We didn't have Ming coins at that time. If Brother Xiu hadn't earned some Ming coins from Wei Xin, we wouldn't have been able to come here. "
Lu Ziming replied: "You can still ride the ferryman's boat without the Hades Coin, but you need to pay spiritually."
"Spirituality?" Everyone was slightly stunned.
"Yes, it is spirituality. There are two currencies in Baishi Town, one is the underworld coin and the other is spirituality.
Because the operation of Baishi Town requires energy, if you hunt weirdos, those dead weirdos will be absorbed by Baishi Town and turned into energy for operation.
So the same goes for spirituality. Even if you don't have Hades, you can still trade with spirituality.
If you didn't use Hades coins to take the ferryman's boat before, then each of you will be forced to extract 1% of your spirituality.
However, I advise you not to use your own spirituality as currency unless absolutely necessary, because the extracted spirituality is a permanent loss. "
"What!? Permanent loss?" Everyone was shocked.
"Brother Lu, do you mean that if my spirituality is 61% and I am in the early stage of the fourth level, once one percent of my spirituality is extracted, I will fall to the peak of the third level?"
Lu Ziming nodded solemnly: "That's right. I stayed in the burial ground for three years and worked hard for three years. In the end, I was only at the early stage of the fifth level.
The reason my advancement was so slow was because I had traded spirituality.
Because if you go hunting for weirdos outside Baishi Town, Bao Qi will encounter some powerful weirdos at some point and get injured.
Once I was seriously injured for three days. I could only lie down in the Yuelai Inn for the whole three days. I couldn't go out to make money at all, and all the coins I had on me were already spent.
But I can't leave the inn. If I leave, I will die. In my severely injured state, I can't resist the gray fog at all. If I want to continue to stay at this time, my spirituality will be drained, one percent every day. "
Hearing this, Fang Xiu finally understood why the zombie Wei Xin was still at the fourth level after staying in the burial ground for many years.
It turns out there is such a thing as extracting spirituality.
When you can't make money, you can only live by selling your spirituality.
Zhou Qingfeng is really cruel. He not only makes the people of Baishi Town work hard every day, but also uses this method to limit their strength in order to prevent the emergence of too powerful spiritual masters and break the rules of Baishi Town.
In endless battles day after day, year after year, no one can guarantee that they will not be injured. Once injured, they will have no source of ghost coins and can only wait to be harvested.
In this situation, everyone has tried their best just to stay alive, let alone work hard to improve themselves, and can only be a coolie killing conspirators for the rest of their lives.
"Brother Lu, what are we doing in Baishi Town now? We should go out to hunt for weird things as soon as possible. We can't even collect 100,000 ghost coins together, so we can't stay in an inn." Xiong Tianguang said solemnly.
Xiao Chuxia panicked when she heard this. She was currently the least spiritual. If she couldn't collect 100,000 hell coins, she would definitely be the first to be killed by the gray mist.
"Yes, yes, Brother Xiu, let's go kill the sleuths and make money."
Unexpectedly, Lu Ziming smiled slightly at this time: "You don't have to worry, just stay at my house today. My house can also withstand the gray fog."
"Your home?" Yang Ming suddenly looked stunned: "You have bought a house in Baishi Town? You are awesome! You are simply a role model for workers!"
Lu Ziming smiled bitterly: "It would be great if I could afford a house in Baishi Town. I rent it."
"Is there still a rental business in Baishi Town?"
"Well, these dead people can be traded, so I found a dead man and rented his woodshed.
The buildings in Baishi Town can withstand gray fog. Of course, the safest ones are the inns. "
"Rent a woodshed? How much is the rent per day?"
"Three hundred thousand hell coins a day."
