20: Chapter 20 This world is so damn unfair
"A Spirit Stone mine?!"
Lu Chen, who had been lying on his bed like a salted fish, instantly sprang up like a corpse coming back to life the moment he heard those four words coming from the monitor.
At this moment, not only did his heart rate accelerate, but even the blood energy within his body couldn't help but fluctuate.
Spirit Stones!
What did this stuff mean in this shitty martial arts world?
This stuff wasn't just money. It was a panacea in the eyes of ordinary martial artists and the foundation of the monopoly held by wealthy families and clans.
A single low-grade Spirit Stone was the life savings of an ordinary martial artist.
The starting price on the black market was a million, and even then, there was demand but no supply.
Even if you brought money to buy one, you still had to kowtow to others, and calling someone 'Grandpa' might not even get you a whiff of one.
Lu Chen swallowed his saliva, his eyes turning almost green with greed.
Just a moment ago, he had extorted ten million from the Zhao family and thought he was quite ruthless.
Looking at it now? Bah! He was as pure as a white lotus!
Those bastards in the Zhao family were actually holding onto a mine! Even if it was a micro-mine, that was wealth calculated in the "hundreds of millions"!
"Damn it, that trash Zhao Jie has blood energy so unstable it's like he's on drugs. Turns out his family really does have a mine!"
Lu Chen felt indignant, the little voice inside his heart already roaring wildly.
This world is too unfair!
I'm so outstanding, yet I have to make my clones move bricks and get beaten up for a few thousand bucks.
How can black-hearted capitalists like the Zhao family sit on a mountain of gold?
Lu Chen gritted his molars, his psychological state extremely unbalanced.
This world is just too damn unfair!
"No way!"
Lu Chen took a deep breath, his face revealing that iconic, somewhat honest smile.
"Patriarch Zhao, you guys can't handle this thing."
"Such a high-radiation, high-energy dangerous item must be handed over to a righteous person like me, Lu Chen, for 'proper safekeeping'."
Is this a mine? This is clearly a walking system recharge pack!
With these Spirit Stones, who needs a bicycle? Just charge the system directly, split ten thousand clones, and he could pile them up to crush the alien races!
Without the slightest hesitation.
Lu Chen moved his mind, and the system panel instantly expanded.
Looking at the more than ten thousand clones in standby mode displayed on it, Lu Chen waved his hand grandly, full of heroic spirit.
"Little ones, stop moving bricks! Stop delivering food!"
"Big job coming!"
"Target: Western suburbs of Jiang City! Give me a carpet search!"
"Whoever finds the Zhao family's rat hole first, I'll… I'll give them a like!"
In the next second, some strange changes occurred in the streets and alleys of Jiang City.
Thousands of passersby with generic faces either dropped the masonry trowels in their hands or slammed on the brakes of their food delivery e-bikes.
The most outrageous one was a clone who was helping an old grandma cross the street.
Just as he reached the middle of the road, he suddenly placed the old lady on the side of the road, turned around, and sprinted away at full speed.
"Hey? Young man, where are you going?" The old lady was left in a daze in the wind.
"Auntie, I'm going to save the world!"
Three o'clock in the afternoon, West Mountain.
This was an undeveloped area of Jiang City, where wild beasts roamed, and usually, not even a ghost could be seen.
The clone with the codename 5566 was carrying a tattered bag, scurrying around in the forest like a hotheaded youth.
He was doing it on purpose.
"System, activate panoramic scan."
Although there was no such function, Lu Chen, relying on the "human radar" composed of hundreds of clones, forced his way through by using an exhaustive search method to screen the entire forest.
"Found it!"
Clone No. 5566 paused.
In front of him, a circle of rusty barbed wire blocked his path.
The sign read: Military Restricted Area, No Trespassing.
But those characters were written crookedly; one look and it was clear that those bastards had hung it up themselves to fool people.
Just then, two sharp gusts of wind attacked.
"What are you doing!"
Two burly men in camouflage uniforms leaped down from the tree canopy, their movements agile and blood energy surging; they were clearly experts at the First Realm.
They were holding repeating crossbows, their eyes fierce, fingers always hooked on the triggers.
Clone No. 5566 didn't say a word and immediately fell flat on the ground.
"Oh, damn!"
He rolled on the ground twice, raised his hands with a terrified look on his face:
"Big brothers, don't kill me! I'm just an outdoor streamer who got lost! I'm leaving now, leaving right away!"
The two burly men looked at each other, looking at this "useless trash" whose blood energy was almost zero with disgust.
"Get lost! If you dare to come near again, I'll break your dog legs!"
Clone No. 5566 scrambled away.
Running two kilometers away, Lu Chen cut off the pain sharing, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Two First Realm peak experts guarding the gate?"
"If there's nothing fishy inside, I'll write my surname Lu backwards!"
Night fell.
This was the beginning of the "carnival".
Clone No. 6666 was a "boutique clone" that Lu Chen had specially selected.
Although it also had an F-rank Talent, this guy had put all his talent points into the fingers for [Hardened Skin].
At this moment, it was hanging on a cliff hundreds of meters high like a gecko.
Its five fingers were like hooks, deeply inserted into the rock.
This kind of superhuman operation was something only a clone would dare to do; anyway, if it fell to its death, it was just a loss of one thousand yuan.
Crossing the ridge, the scene below came into view.
"Hiss—"
Even through the screen (consciousness sharing), Lu Chen couldn't help but gasp, followed immediately by the sound of him frantically swallowing his saliva.
"I'm rich… This time I'm really fucking rich!"
He saw that the valley below was brightly lit.
Under huge searchlights, heavy trucks were being loaded with cargo.
Those stones, casually piled in the truck beds, were emitting a charming, pale blue halo.
That was energy! That was blood energy! That was countless system points!
Lu Chen made a rough estimate.
One truck was about two tons… One ton was… Damn, he couldn't calculate it!
Anyway, it was just one word: Plenty! It was simply outrageously numerous!
That old dog Butler Zhao Fu was standing at the entrance of the cave, directing with a flushed face:
"Hurry up! Be quick with your hands and feet! Once this batch of goods is transported out, the Patriarch will reward you heavily!"
Reward? Reward your big head!
Lu Chen was jealous, truly jealous.
So many Spirit Stones, used by this bunch of trash from the Zhao family who only knew how to bully their own, was simply a waste of heaven's gifts! It was a crime!
"System!"
Lu Chen sat on the edge of the bed, the neon lights outside the window reflecting in his slightly deep eyes.
"I've taken a fancy to this mine."
"Since the Zhao family likes mining, then I will teach them what professional [Industrial Mining] is."
He glanced at his wealth balance; although it wasn't much, it was enough to pull off something big.
"All clones, obey the order!"
"No need to go through the front door, and no need to fight head-on."
"Dig from underground for me!"
"Codename: Termite Infestation."
"Before dawn, I want to turn this Zhao family mine into an empty shell! Don't leave them a single scrap!"
Lu Chen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Zhao Jie, oh Zhao Jie, I originally only wanted to scam some pocket money from you."
"Since you're so polite and have revealed your ancestral assets, then brother here will… graciously accept!"