You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 170 - 170 141 Arrange Ten for Him Request for Monthly Votes _2

170: Chapter 141: Arrange Ten for Him (Request for Monthly Votes) _2 170: Chapter 141: Arrange Ten for Him (Request for Monthly Votes) _2 Zhang Yu was afraid that after eating, they would charge him and he would go bankrupt.

After all, he only had more than ten thousand yuan in his pocket, yet he was in the Upper City of Xiandu City.

How to describe this feeling…

It’s like appearing in the enemy’s jungle with a sliver of health, he only felt every step was nerve-wracking, thinking he might go bankrupt at any moment.

With that in mind, he immediately ordered someone to turn the spirit machine down as low as possible, better yet, turn it off.

…

Listening to the discussions around him, Deng Bingding said: “You all interact with rich people too much and know too little about such bottom-level poor people.”

“He’s just afraid.”

“Afraid that one more breath, one more bite of meat, and if he has to pay, he’ll go bankrupt.”

Go bankrupt after one more breath, one more bite of meat?

The Gong Cao Little Gods were momentarily stunned upon hearing this; they indeed hadn’t seen such a situation in a long time.

After all, people this poor generally aren’t fit to interact with them and don’t belong in such high-consumption places.

Deng Bingding continued: “But this is only temporary.

The poorer someone is, the easier they are to succumb once they start satisfying their desires.”

“Long ago, there was a poor farmer who climbed to the second tier, couldn’t bear to eat or wear good things, didn’t dare to buy this or use that.”

“And the result?

Haha, just having the status of a second-tier city citizen made him lose the determination to keep forging ahead on the Immortal Path.”

“No wonder, these poor people’s lives are so cheap, they are so easily satisfied.

Stopping them from climbing higher is much easier than stopping the rich, much easier.”

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu in the light screen faced more temptations.

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In the illusion.

The pharmacy had all kinds of top-grade elixirs available for open consumption.

The Spirit Root Room had three types of Heavenly Spirit Roots available for Zhang Yu to use freely.

The Practice Room had a Yellow Turban Warrior available for sparring.

The twelve flying swords next to it were the same, said to be for him to play with freely.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress his ever-surging desires.

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Inside the office.

Little God Huang Zichou sighed: “He’s almost unable to resist.”

“In these few days in the illusion, he’s been repeatedly confirming whether it’s really free or not.”

“Once he confirms it’s truly given for free, he’ll surely be unable to resist starting to use these cultivation resources.”

“Yes, both sides must sign a contract, confirming that all items are free for him to use for two months.”

Just as Huang Zichou was speaking, Zhang Yu in the illusion had already increased the spirit machine concentration in the room.

…

In the illusion.

Another day passed, Zhang Yu took a big bite of dragon ribs, feeling the meat juices burst in his mouth, gradually revealing a satisfied smile.

He picked up a syringe next to him and injected it into his arm.

Then he had the spirit machine concentration increased once again.

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Inside the office.

Watching Zhang Yu’s performance in the illusion, the Little Gods present were all sighing.

“Too easy to be bought,” Huang Zichou said, “Doesn’t he know that free is the most expensive?

Once he gets more and more entangled, he’ll never be able to leave these things.”

Deng Bingding nearby said nothing, thinking such things were quite normal.

Such ant-level poor people’s views are so shallow and easily fall into temptation.

Watching the time in the illusion pass day by day, seeing Zhang Yu eating more meat, injecting more fiercely, playing with various flying swords, spirit roots with great enjoyment, Deng Bingding then knew he was completely lost.

Just then, Huang Zichou exclaimed: “Hey, this kid hasn’t gotten a vasectomy yet?

Isn’t he just making things harder for himself?”

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In the illusion.

Zhang Yu, who had absorbed too much spirit machine and had blocked meridians, lay on the ground, unable to move for a moment.

“Sir, you’ve absorbed too much spirit machine lately, your meridians are blocked, and your muscles out of control.”

Zhang Yu, stiff, could barely move, thinking he really was a poor person suddenly becoming rich, still unable to adapt to the environment of the wealthy.

But the next moment, a wet, soft feeling woke him up.

A girl was sucking on his finger, it seemed like being enveloped by something, and a soft tongue was wrapping around his fingertip like a spirit snake.

“You…”

A girl’s voice came: “Sir, please relax, let me help you expel the blocked spirit machine.”

With the other party’s tongue, Zhang Yu felt as if his fingertips were being injected with some special substance, and with a bit of swirling, his body gradually relaxed, feeling light and airy.

The girl said: “As a part-time Furnace Room companion, I just absorbed your excess spirit machine and established a mana cycle, completing the breathing exercise for you.”

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Inside the office.

Huang Zichou shook his head and sighed: “It’s hopeless, he’s surely fallen this time?

That’s why this high school student is so useless, he should have been sterilized.”

“Just sinking like this, after two months of free usage, we could keep giving him this set of things for free or give him something more, and he might directly agree to quit the Foundation Establishment Exam.”

Another Little God said: “Even if he doesn’t agree at first, add some more chips and that should be enough.”

Huang Zichou looked at Zhang Yu’s basic information and said: “After all, he’s a first-year high school student, his determination for the exam isn’t as strong as second-year students, plus being from a poor background, he’s more prone to fall.”

“I reckon he can withstand at most one or two billion worth of temptations.”

And on the other side, Deng Bingding was already too lazy to watch the poor man’s performance, turning her attention to other second-year students.

After all, in the Foundation Establishment Exam, second-year students are often the final winners, while first-year students are just extras.

Especially the top students Ye Lingxiao and Yun Jing from Xiandu City in this test, not only from prestigious backgrounds, extremely wealthy but also exceptionally gifted, are the ones she has high hopes for this time, thinking if their results are exceptional, reporting them would bring credit as well.

“Yun Jing has already withstood temptations in the 1 billion range.”

Deng Bingding nodded slightly: “Ye Lingxiao is also good, who insists on taking the Foundation Establishment Certificate in the face of 1.2 billion assets, seeking to walk further on the Immortal Path.”

Next to her, Huang Zichou analyzed: “After all, both of them know the tremendous difference in treatment between high school students with and without a Foundation Establishment Certificate who’ve reached the second tier.”

“If one wishes to walk further on the Immortal Path, to enter a Sect after graduating from, rather than a corporate job, the high school Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate is an excellent stepping stone.”

“And this is their last chance to participate in the high school Foundation Establishment Exam, indeed more enduring than first-year students.”

Meanwhile, another Little God looked at Zhang Yu’s illusion and chuckled: “Could this kid be on the verge of giving up?”

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In the illusion.

Zhang Yu walked into the Furnace Room he hadn’t visited before.

There were six charming, some petite, some voluptuous, some slender, and some with demon beast features…

Each with a different style looking at Zhang Yu simultaneously.

The girl beside him introduced: “She is Ling Lv, whose body has been modified to stimulate all your muscles during use, completing Body Refinement actions…”

“This is Cloud Silk, she can draw out and absorb the medicine poison in your body, helping dissolve the side effects of taking medicine…”

“This is Immortal Snail, she can secrete calming hormones, soothing your mental stress through caressing and licking…”

“Master, as long as you agree to quit the Foundation Establishment Exam, we will all be your property in the future.”

Hearing about giving up the Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate, Zhang Yu seemed to imagine that familiar chill and ritualistic power, quickly waving it away: “Get lost, get lost!”

“Don’t disturb my Dao Heart!”

“The Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate, I won’t give it up even if I die.”

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In the office.

Huang Zichou was surprised: “I can understand the refusal, but to refuse so decisively?”

“High school students have strong vitality and vigorous blood, and he’s not sterilized, it’s the time with the strongest desires, yet he can refuse the chance to play and become stronger without hesitation?”

Another Little God beside him said: “I got it!

Is he naturally emasculate?

So he doesn’t need sterilization?

Or he’s naturally not fond of women, so he can refuse so easily?”

Huang Zichou waved his hand and said: “Well, that’s simple, arrange ten handsome Furnace Room males and see what happens.”