Three Towers Game

Chapter 1471: Chapter 2: The Legendary Merchant’s First Investment (Part 2)

He was poor, he knew that the people here would do anything for survival, since they’ve already sold so many things... If their labor results were taken away again, what kind of injustice would that be?

Anger made Han Shixian forget to suppress his power.

Five men who thought "I have the advantage" were beaten by Han Shixian until they spewed blood, moaning on the ground.

At this moment, Han Shixian seemed like a War God, like a hero.

But next, a tragedy occurred.

"Brother Shixian, what’s going on with you... your body?"

Han Shixian was stunned.

He suddenly discovered that strange spots covered his body, and a bizarre odor emanated from him...

These spots were not unfamiliar to Quan Jen-eun, a prostitute.

This was "syphilis."

As a prostitute, Quan Jen-eun had studied extensively in this area, knowing that if such things appeared on a client, you should absolutely not touch them, never take a job from such a client.

At this moment, Quan Jen-eun was a bit surprised, then somewhat disgusted:

"Brother Shixian... how could you be this kind of person? How could you debase yourself so?"

The disgust in Quan Jen-eun’s eyes was fully seen by Han Shixian.

That disgust felt unfamiliar to him.

He knew what was happening.

Because there wasn’t enough money, "fate" sacrificed his body, also sacrificed his love... to repay the money for activating his abilities.

But he never imagined it would be so ironic.

A person who’s barely touched a woman’s hand, now his body is covered with "syphilis."

He wanted to explain, but upon seeing Quan Jen-eun’s disgusted face, he felt he couldn’t say anything.

Very tired, clearly I’m being a hero.

Clearly I’ve saved people...

Clearly it was you who called me here.

But why does that look of disgust appear in your eyes now?

Do you think you’re clean?

No outburst.

These thoughts should have turned into anger, but Han Shixian ultimately didn’t erupt, he just wearily said:

"Sorry, Jen-eun... I’m leaving."

Han Shixian left.

In the slum alley, he suddenly looked at his reflection in the rain, those disgusting syphilis still spreading.

He suddenly cried out:

"Why is it me! Why is it me, damn it, what kind of superpower is this!"

Han Shixian helplessly cried, like a dog fallen into water.

He couldn’t even pull out a coin from his pocket to buy a bottle of water, because the money he worked hard for all day... was "spent."

Being a hero costs money, and at this moment he felt no different from those beggars who lingered around after the slaughter line.

He started to hate this world, hate people with money.

Maybe...

He would therefore become evil, start twisting from now on.

But the appearance of an umbrella suddenly made Han Shixian freeze. Those flames of evil seemed to be extinguished in an instant.

"Want one?"

A guy with a western face, wearing an expensive suit, holding an umbrella that seems to be a gift from a luxury car. Besides his feet, there was also a briefcase.

Han Shixian was somewhat stunned.

"My name is William Hawker, let me think, you can call me Little Hawker, it’s a very Oriental, very Longxia way of addressing."

"Oh, I forgot, Jicheng doesn’t belong to Longxia, it just likes to steal from Longxia."

"Have a smoke, brother."

William Hawker, after acquiring a huge fortune, finally precisely found Han Shixian.

"Don’t worry, if I were a bad person, you could use your power to kill me now. I’m a friend of the owner of the little tavern. I heard him mention your curse."

"And I happen to be able to lift your curse."

Upon hearing about the little tavern, Han Shixian suddenly understood a bit:

"You... you can help me?"

William Hawker nodded:

"First, have a smoke, brother, your current state concerns me."

This moment was somewhat surreal to Han Shixian.

He took the cigarette handed over by Hawker, and then Hawker personally lit it for him.

He took a deep drag, and the huge dopamine release temporarily suppressed the various negative emotions for a moment.

Now Hawker thought Han Shixian seemed much more normal.

"I can help you solve the curse. Specifically, it’s to solve the side effects of the curse."

Han Shixian earnestly said:

"You weren’t lying to me? Are you... are you a supernatural tale too? Are you from that hotel’s supernatural tale? Can you devour my power?"

Hawker shook his head:

"It’s not that complicated, I’m just an ordinary person."

Han Shixian was a bit disappointed, but Hawker then said four words that instantly lifted his spirits.

"But I have money."

Hawker opened the briefcase at his feet.

Bundles of cash, fresh and fragrant from the bank, appeared before Han Shixian’s eyes.

He had never seen so much money in his life. Yes, let alone owning it, he had never even seen it.

What’s a plum compared to this? Plums and warts are nothing; with so much money, Han Shixian felt that it could even block the plague.

His money was his shell against disasters.

And now, what he saw was not just a shell but a wall, a wall that could block the despair-inducing army of ghosts!

"See, it’s not that troublesome, since you need money, I’ll give you money."

Han Shixian’s mind was still stunned:

"Am I... am I dreaming? No... why are you helping me?"

Han Shixian still didn’t grasp the essence of ability.

Your poison, my elixir.

"Because you have value. You don’t think your ability is weak, do you?"

"Oh, without money, you might think your ability is a burden, but with money, it’s different."

Hawker continued:

"My Peace Restaurant has just started. I plan to collaborate with the owner of a small bar."

"Our bar also needs someone to hold the fort, and actually, you’re quite suitable."

Han Shixian asked puzzled:

"Me?"

Hawker continued on his own:

"I have a lot of money, though not that much money. I just never expected my luck to also be useful in the Otherworld."

"I intended to thoroughly understand the local magnate’s industry chain, offer some advice, and present myself as a multinational merchant."

"I have a friend who taught me, ’William, you’re the perfect candidate to solve problems. I suggest you master skills like scamming, flaunting, and hyping, perhaps you could unlock some new Desire Tower gameplay.’"

"I took in his words because he said by doing this, I could surpass Wenren Mirror."

"Yet... I never thought my friend’s business was even more absurd than mine."

"I found that person afterwards, and he said the Destructive people under him had heard my name, saying I was my friend’s future wallet."

"Then they decided to sponsor me a sum of money."

"It’s quite magical, you know? I originally wanted to strive with my hands, but I ended up leaning on someone else’s leg again."

"Do you think I did something outrageous in my past life, and the heavens don’t want me to strive?"

This... is this Versailles style?

Though he didn’t quite understand what was being said, he seemed to be talking in Versailles style, right?

William Hawker said:

"Anyway, I got a startup fund."

"Brother, I want to test your power."

"This bundle of cash is two hundred thousand, try it? Punch and try it? It’s best if you can consume this bundle of cash."

Han Shixian was shocked:

"Are you saying... you want me to use the ability... to consume these two hundred thousand?"

"Are you serious?"

Hawker frowned:

"Can’t do it? Don’t tell me your ability can only consume a few thousand, like a small caliber pipe, which I can’t be bothered with."

Han Shixian was speechless. This is two hundred thousand! Just like that... treating it as nothing?

"Can you do it or not? If not, I’m leaving, but rest assured, I, Hawker, like making friends, and even if I have to leave, this suitcase of money is yours."

"But if you can do it, there’ll be more money for you in the future. I guarantee you won’t care about the ’price’ of your ability anymore."

Han Shixian knew this was his opportunity. He gritted his teeth and fiercely punched toward the sky.

The storm suddenly blew away the dark clouds that were pouring rain!

This punch, with the power of two hundred thousand, the clouds simply couldn’t withstand it!

"Alright, not much power but given the money wasn’t much either. So is it true that more money can keep adding more power?"

Hawker asked.

Han Shixian nodded:

"That’s right."

Hawker said joyfully:

"Then, brother, want to work with me? I’ll make sure you become healthy, kind, open-minded, and beloved."

"In return, you’ll help me do things that don’t violate conscience or morality."

Hawker generously threw away his umbrella, not caring about Han Shixian being soaked in "plum" and rainwater as he opened his arms, seemingly wanting to embrace Han Shixian.

Such bravery, at this moment, made Han Shixian feel not only the compassion of being rescued by money but also a dignity of being seen as an equal by someone wealthy.

"I’ll work with you!"

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