The ferryman burst out laughing and said, "That's right. Since you're on the road, I'll share it with you after the job is done."
But in my heart, I was secretly ridiculing this idiot for actually revealing his trump card from the beginning. How much you will be divided will depend on other people's moods.
When the time comes, rewarding him with one or two hundred merits will be regarded as a reward for his hard work. As for a thousand? Let him dream. I am afraid that this newbie still doesn’t know how precious merits are in the netherworld.
Seeing the cunning look in the other person's eyes when he left, Zu An smiled slightly. Everyone thought he was a smart person, so let's see who can have the last laugh.
Not long after, there was a commotion next to the Forgotten River Ferry. It was obvious that many candidates wanted to collect merit from others, but there were only so many ferrymen, so there was bound to be competition.
At this time, the one who took the fourth photo appeared at the right time and claimed that he could provide merit.
Hearing the outrageous interest rates he shouted out, Zu An thought that all those black-hearted capitalists in his previous life would be stunned when they heard this.
It's just that now everyone is thinking about competing for the top spot. Even if they know that he is open to the lion, they have to grit their teeth and borrow it.
At this time, the top three couldn't sit still anymore. If they continued like this, they might really come from behind and surpass them in merit.
So they also joined the borrowing and lending army.
As soon as three of them joined, the interest rate was raised even higher, which made the fourth person secretly regret that he had known it would have been higher from the beginning.
At this time, many people who were not ranked high or low reacted that their current merit points would definitely not be able to catch up with the top three. In this case, why don't we also start lending?
With this thought, my mind suddenly broadened and the scene became more and more lively.
Only the few ferrymen Zu An came into contact with at the beginning had sad faces. After many people started borrowing them, the merit points they had spent a lot of money to obtain had no meaning at all. Not only did the difference between them and the top three not narrow,
Instead, it got bigger.
In desperation, they wanted to sell the merit points in their hands, but the others were not stupid. They seemed to know that they were in a hurry, so they all started to lower the price. After all, the interest rate had increased so ridiculously before that even the top three
Unbearable.
Those ferrymen were even more on the verge of crying. Why are we always the ones who suffer?
When the interest rate was high, we were collecting merit, but when we wanted to sell, the interest rate became low!
Beaten on both ends!
Not only did I get nothing, I ended up owing a lot of money.
It all comes down to that guy just now.
The anger value from Forgotten River Ferryman A is +444+444+444...
The anger value from Forgotten River Ferryman B is +444+444+444...
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Seeing the anger levels in the background, Zu An was immediately happy. Don't these guys deserve their names?
Also, even Black and White is just a code name. It seems that after arriving in the Netherworld, everyone will gradually forget their original names.
But the good news is that the keyboard system does not seem to be affected by his undead form.
He tried to call Mi Li, but unfortunately there was no response.
Obviously Tai'a Jian was brought in by him. Wait, she won't be obliterated by the rules of the Netherworld, right?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he was immediately startled.
However, this conjecture was quickly rejected. Mi Li originally belonged to the soul body, and then she was protected by an artifact like Tai'a Sword. In addition, the two of them had already been soul bound together. It can be said that they lived and died together.
If something happened to her, there was no way he wouldn't feel anything at all.
Is it to avoid that mysterious existence?
He quickly regained his composure. The other side's Forgotten River ferrymen were almost losing their minds. Now it was his turn to do something.
Now all the Forgotten River ferrymen are trapped in that financial game, and are thinking of using various means to get more merit from other competitors. After all, this speed is much faster than transporting the souls of the dead.
Without the ferry, the souls of the dead gathered more and more on the shore. They were all restless and wanted to cross the River of Forgetfulness, but no one dared to go directly into the water.
They were holding back their anger, but they did not dare to scold those Wangchuan ferrymen. After all, they would have to rely on these men to ferry them later. If they offended them, they would not be allowed to get on the boat, or they would get on the boat and go to the middle of the river to do something.
Just throw them overboard and that's it.
But it's not okay to wait like this endlessly. Gradually, everyone's emotions can no longer be contained, like a powder keg that can be ignited at any time.
At this time, Zu An waved to the dead souls from the distant shore: "This way, you can cross the river this way."
Seeing that there was still a Wangchuan ferryman doing his duty faithfully, many dead souls were so excited that they almost cried and ran over there one after another.
Although we knew that that small boat could not ferry so many people for a while, it was the only hope now, so everyone still rushed there in a rush.
The dead souls behind saw the ones in front rushing forward, and although they didn't know what was going on, they also rushed over.
When the Forgotten River ferrymen on the other side saw this scene, they all sneered secretly. That Mengxin was really stupid.
Now even if he rows his boat desperately, how many souls can he send to the other side?
One hundred, two hundred?
Everyone here can charge more than that in interest, so forget it, there will be some soup left for him to drink.
After all, he came up with such a good idea and I haven't even had time to thank him yet.
At this time, seeing more and more dead souls gathering in front of him, Zu An nodded with satisfaction. He just gave those people the idea of installment payments and loans, just to prevent those guys from coming to compete with him for "business".
Gather more dead souls and come over.
Because they were afraid of the water in Wangchuan River, everyone was several meters away from the shore. The dead souls in front said anxiously: "I have merit coins here, please send us across the river quickly."
Of course it is a happy thing to finally be at the front of the queue, but the souls behind are constantly pushing forward, and they can hardly hold it anymore. If they are pushed into the River of Forgetfulness, they will be extremely happy and sad.
"Stop squeezing. If anyone keeps squeezing, I will throw him into the River of Forgetfulness later!" Zu An shouted, his voice resounding throughout the wild. The noisy group of dead souls suddenly fell silent, shocked by his momentum.
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If he hadn't killed thousands of people, he probably wouldn't have been able to muster such terrifying power. It turned out that this Wangchuan Ferryman was actually a cruel person in his life.
At this time, even the other Forgotten River ferrymen in the distance also took a look here. The cute new guy seemed to be quite strong. It seemed that he couldn't do things too well, so he wouldn't bother him later.
It's just that they didn't pay too much attention to it. After becoming the Forgotten River Ferryman, who doesn't have one or two unique skills? Besides, this time the competition is about ferrying people. Whoever accumulates more merits will win. Personal force is of no use.
With this thought, everyone felt relieved and continued to compete with each other in finance.
Seeing that they did not come to interfere, Zu An raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then flew into the sky: "All lined up, divided into fifty rows, whoever dares to crowd in, I will throw him into the River of Forgetfulness now."
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the dead soul camp. Some dead souls who had always been arrogant couldn't stand it anymore: "Can you survive with so many dead souls? Why should I listen to you?"
"That's right, who do you think you are?"
Several dead souls nearby echoed that they were obviously not good people who could come here instead of being sent directly to the Palace of Reincarnation through the green channel of Prince Qin Guang Palace.
Their patience for so long has reached its limit. Anyway, they are now very far in the queue, and it will definitely not be their turn to cross the river. They are not afraid of offending this guy. When the time comes, everyone will just find another ferryman to cross the river.
Zu An's eyes turned cold, and he casually grabbed them from afar. The dead souls instantly lost their center of gravity and were sucked directly into the air.
Everyone screamed and struggled desperately, but it was of no use and they couldn't break free from his control.
Zu An didn't hesitate at all, and threw it directly into the River of Forgetfulness. The few dead souls who looked unruly just now fell in with pale faces and screams.
They immediately wanted to swim to the shore, but unfortunately the water ghosts in the Forgotten River would not give them a chance. Countless water ghosts grabbed their feet, climbed on their bodies, and started biting them.
The painful and shrill screams of those dead souls resounded throughout the wild, and the originally restless team of dead souls suddenly fell silent.
The Forgotten River ferrymen in the distance were also looking here, but their expressions were as usual.
After so many years of ferrying, there are always some disobedient souls, and no one has thrown a few into the River of Forgetfulness, so they soon returned to the financial war.
Zu An looked cold and glanced around: "Who has any other opinions?"
Are you kidding? He has the safety of the world on his shoulders and must win this trial. How can he be in the mood to reason with these villains?
Feeling the murderous aura all over his body, the dead souls lowered their heads one by one and did not dare to touch his eyes. This guy really dared to attack.
Those shrill screams are still echoing in my ears. Who dares to get into trouble?