Chapter 58: Lamp Loan Consumption

In view of the situation like Tongtian, where merits are frozen by the Heavenly Dao and there is no merit to open the can, Lin Chen discussed with the system for a long time and came up with a merit loan business.

The loan interest is 1% every day, and the main point is humanization and customer first.

We are not afraid that you have no merits, but we are afraid that you will eat and wait for death, and we are afraid that you have no dream to strive for.

If you meet someone like Tongtian who wants to buy a pocket can, but his merits are frozen by the Heavenly Dao, will he let them go home disappointed?

Of course, Lin Chen can't allow it. Based on the principle of customer first, Lin Chen prayed to the system for several days before the system allowed him to launch the origin loan business.

After all, in order to prevent old debts, debt collection still depends on the power of the system.

Otherwise, he was only at the first level of Qi Refining, and he was directly crushed to death by the doorman or the mount before he entered the door.

As long as you have a need, the Fortune Mall will definitely make you lose all your money.

No! It's a satisfied return!

After reading it carefully, word by word, even though he, Ran Deng, was the ancient Buddha of Lingshan, he had to take a deep breath.

Dark!

Too dark!

It was simply a black business, the underworld sucking the bones and marrow.

Seeing this merit loan, Ran Deng felt a sense of being targeted.

He had accumulated 50 million merits for two kalpas, all of which were robbed by Haotian. Now where was his merit?

But for the sake of opportunity, he wanted him to give up? How could he, Ran Deng, be willing?

1 million merits can be exchanged for a chance to change his fate against the will of heaven. Even if it was a 10 million merit loan, he would not refuse.

1 million merits, for the former Ran Deng, was simply a drop in the bucket.

But the high interest rate made him a little daunted. A loan of 1 million would generate 10,000 interest every day.

Do you know how long it took him, Ran Deng, to accumulate 10,000 merits? That was a whole month.

1 million merits can only be exchanged for a pocket jar, this is 1 million merits.

When Nuwa made people out of clay and became a merit saint, she spent only 100 million merits.

But in the Good Fortune Mall, 1 million is worth a golden epic pocket jar?

What is hard to accept is that there is only a 1% chance of getting an SSS-level system?

What is this if not a black market?

As an innate creature, as a half-chaos god and demon, Ran Deng felt deep malice.

In the prehistoric three realms, he had no source of merit income. He lived frugally every day, worked hard for Lingshan, and worked hard for two kalpas to accumulate only 50 million merits.

No one knows better than him how hard this merit is to come by.

If it were yesterday, he, Ran Deng, would not frown, but today he has no merits, not a single one.

Thinking of being suppressed by Haotian and robbing him of 50 million merits, he was so angry that his breath surged.

Randeng looked unwilling, and his fists creaked inadvertently.

He was very angry at this feeling of giving you hope and almost making you despair.

He was very desperate. Why was he always excluded everywhere as a congenital creature?

Randeng fell into a self-satisfied feeling, but he never thought that as a half-chaos god and demon, Hongjun's allowing him to survive in the Three Realms was a great mercy.

"Why don't you want to buy it?"

Seeing the other party's angry face, turbid eyes, looking at him with angry eyes.

Lin Chen used the power of the system to condense the endless chaos power around him, and endless Tao rhyme bloomed on his body, directly suppressing Randeng to the ground.

"Senior, spare my life, senior, spare my life."

Feeling the tearing of the power of chaos, the endless Tao rhyme, like the anger of the avenue, gave him a feeling of wanting to beat him back to the era of chaos maggots, and he was so scared that he begged for mercy.

Lin Chen is not so magnanimous to such people with a good sense of self-superiority.

Don't you see that when Tongtian comes, he has to be honest and respectfully call him senior?

Lin Chen waved his hand and snorted coldly.

"The Fortune Mall is based on mutual consent. If you think my pocket jar is too expensive, you can choose to leave."

Lin Chen thought that Ran Deng was angry and wanted to lose his temper when he saw that his price was too high, which was completely different from the humble look he had just worshipped.

He directly labeled Ran Deng as someone who picked his nose, and he was the kind of person who wanted merit and wanted to open a pocket jar.

Lin Chen hated such double-standard people the most, so naturally he didn't have a good face.

Although this breath was not strong, the strange means could directly beat you back to the original chaotic power, which scared Ran Deng so much that he trembled all over.

He was sweating and begging for mercy, knowing that the other party must have misunderstood him.

Just emotional fluctuations can cause changes in the surrounding chaotic power, and the Tao rhyme on his body is so strong that it can make time go back?

Such a terrifying method gave him a feeling that even if Hongjun Daozu came in person, he would be suppressed into a mortal.

Thinking of the merits he had accumulated for two kalpas, he was ready to imitate Nuwa's merits and become a saint.

Being robbed by Haotian, he said he was also very desperate, and he couldn't beat him.

Otherwise, how could he not even afford a pocket jar?

"Senior, you misunderstood. For some reason, Haotian suddenly possessed the combat power of a saint, and he robbed me of 50 million merits, so you misunderstood me."

"Haotian robbed me of 50 million merits?"

Lin Chen stood up angrily after hearing this.

"Haotian! You are really not a son of man! You are not a son of man!"

It's no wonder. He was a rich man, but he was robbed by you and became a poor man. No wonder his mentality fluctuated so much.

"The senior is right! Haotian is indeed not a human being!"

Seeing that Lin Chen was also annoyed by Haotian's shameless behavior, Randeng seemed to have found a confidant. He sat limply on the ground, crying and complaining about his suffering.

Lin Chen naturally looked down on Haotian. He robbed this guy of so many merits, and you see what he has done to Randeng?

He is neither a human nor a ghost, and his body looks hollowed out. Are you worthy of me?

That is the merit that Randeng is going to use to exchange for the pocket jar, and you just wasted it. What will happen to my performance?

You have so many merits, why don't you come to patronize my Fortune Mall?

Lin Chen made a serious note of Haotian in his heart.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just that Haotian has the Saint-level combat power?"

"There are many opportunities to have Saint-level combat power in this jar of mine."

"If you have a deep fortune, it will not be difficult to open the Golden Immortal of the Hunyuan Avenue and surpass Haotian."

Ran Deng's eyes also lit up. What Lin Chen said was right. As long as he could open the system and open an opportunity that was more heaven-defying than Haotian, then everything would be a small matter.

"Senior, I want a loan!"

"I want to open the jar!"

Seeing that the other party's emotions were so easily aroused, Lin Chen quickly took out the system's loan jade slip and threw it directly over.

I was still thinking about how to build up the psychological strength for Ran Deng, but he didn't expect that he would convince himself and take out a loan.

I was afraid that I would regret it and not lend it to him.

"This is the Hunyuan Avenue Jade Slip. As long as you drop a drop of blood into it, you can complete the loan agreement."

Ran Deng was only concerned about the opportunity, so how could he care about the loan agreement? A drop of blood dripped into it, and he could vaguely feel the hazy contract forming between his eyebrows.