Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 601 The Frenzy That Sweeps Through Zhengtian City

Chapter 601 The Frenzy That Sweeps Through Zhengtian City

Heavenly Soul Empire, Jade Balance Tower.

Police officers were scattered throughout the streets, strung together by thick ropes, carrying megaphones, and with short sticks tied to their waists, solemnly scanning their surroundings.

People dressed in different clothes and with different body shapes lined up in an orderly manner and slowly walked towards Yuheng Tower.

Lord Hu, accompanied by his head guard, Old Wang, stood atop a building, wiping the sweat from his brow as he looked down at the crowded people below.

"Old Wang, look, there are so many people!" said Lord Hu.

"Boss, I have eyes, I can see," Old Wang said, rolling his eyes.

"With so many people, even our seasoned veterans aren't enough. If something goes wrong, things will probably fall apart!" Lord Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

"Boss, why are you so excited? The Ye family has sent people out. With the Ye family head here, nothing will happen!" Old Wang wiped his hands on his buttocks, removing all the sweat from his palms.

As Lord Hu looked at the Ye family members who were helping to direct the flow of people, he suddenly slapped his forehead. Where was the Ye family patriarch?

The basement level of Yuheng Tower.

Inside a room with a sign that reads "Temporary Treasurer".

Ye Ling Shuang used both hands simultaneously, holding a pen in each hand, and quickly calculated data on two sheets of paper.

Behind her, there were about a dozen members of the Ye family calculating the income and expenditure data of Yuheng Tower.

Stinging Bee lay sprawled beside Ye Ling Shuang, holding several pens in her hand, her head pressed against the paper in front of her, and a wisp of soul slowly flew out from the top of her head.

"Help! Why am I sitting here?! I must have been stupid to become an assassin! Why do I have to go to academy after becoming an assassin?!" Stinging Bee muttered to herself, feeling that her brain was completely overwhelmed.

After Ye Ling Shuang finished calculating one set of data, she immediately reached into the "small mountain" and took out another set.

"If you don't hurry, you'll miss tonight's midnight snack," Ye Ling Shuang said casually.

A few strands of hair on the top of Stinger's head suddenly stood up, and he sprang up abruptly. His eyes flashed like lightning as he quickly scanned the bill in front of him, but his brain went blank again after a moment.

She didn't understand. Her expertise was clearly in assassination and infiltration, so why would her boss make her sit here with her team and count the numbers?

Ye Ling Shuang stretched a willow branch from her shoulder and gently patted the face of the stinging bee. "Wake up! Your teammates are working even harder than you. How can you fall asleep?"

"Let them try their best. I, the captain, have already fallen into the arithmetic trap. Just let them remember to retrieve my plaque." Stinger rolled off the table and onto the floor, looking as if to say, "Just consider me dead."

"Captain, if you don't boost our performance while the boss is around, our team will be stuck at the bottom this quarter!" a member of the Stinger Squad said helplessly.

"Boss?!" Stinger Bee sat up again, scanned its surroundings, and then lay back down. "I remember the boss's death benefits policy is very generous. Tell the boss I died today, and I'll be resurrected tomorrow!"

"The boss is busier than you, Captain!" said a member of the Stinger team.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling Shuang paused for a moment, wondering what her boss was doing.

They're probably having a great time hanging out with the sales staff upstairs.

"Is the boss busy? I'll go see if I need any help!" Stinging Bee sprang to her feet and was about to run towards the door.

She'd rather be a security guard on the floor with the Greedy Wolf Squad or maintain order in the sun outside with the Fist Tiger Squad than stay in the finance office calculating data!

A glistening willow twig instantly wrapped around the wasp's waist, pulling her back.

"The boss is having a great time acting as a sales assistant right now, so don't bother him. Just come back and settle things!" Ye Ling Shuang reached out and pinched the soft flesh of the stinging bee's waist, forcing the latter to beg for mercy repeatedly.

Ye Nanxiao, acting as a sales assistant, was currently introducing soul tools to seven customers at the same time.

It's rare for me to take on the role of a sales assistant, but long-forgotten memories from deep within my mind seem to resurface: how many nights I spent battling it out with clients at the dinner table, and how many days I spent running around to several cities under the scorching sun.

The long-awaited battles in the business world have returned, and Ye Nanxiao is somewhat engrossed in them.

"My esteemed guest, you appear strong and powerful, with a radiant spirit. You are truly destined to be the master of our generation, wielding a Gatling gun. A muscular man paired with a steel beast—this combination is sure to captivate countless young women!"

"This small and exquisite soul-guided hand cannon is perfect for women, and it boasts a 12-round magazine. Its recoil is reduced through a special mechanism, so your wife will be a truly formidable woman when she wields it!"

"Too expensive? No problem, we offer installment payment options. Don't ask why, it's because we're dedicated to providing the highest quality soul tool services to everyone. We want everyone to be able to use a soul tool!"

Ye Nanxiao moved among the customers, weaving in and out of the crowded space like a fish.

Every display case was crowded with people. Ever since the middle-aged man successfully tested it on the spot yesterday, the soul guide devices in Yuheng Tower have swept through the entire Zhengtian City like a tidal wave.

At first, people just watched and observed. In their minds, a soul tool would cost at least a thousand gold soul coins to operate, and an ordinary family might only earn less than twenty gold soul coins a year, or even less.

Fortunately, Zhengtian City has a well-developed transportation location, and Zhengtian Academy, a prestigious academy, attracts a large number of merchants, so the overall economic level is still quite good. Otherwise, even if Ye Nanxiao paid out of his own pocket, he wouldn't be able to cover the hole in the books.

With the addition of a large number of soul-guided hidden weapons and ordinary hidden weapons that Beibei had previously manufactured, the third floor of Yuheng Tower was completely transformed into a weapons shop from the moment it was attacked.

Ye Nanxiao happily carried a large pile of purchase vouchers to the service desk to confirm, when he was stopped by a young man dressed in luxurious clothes.

"I want to buy the soul tools here! Tell the shopkeeper to clear out an area for me!" the young man said arrogantly, tilting his head back.

His servants constantly shielded him from the crowd, and there were faint signs of soul power erupting from their hands. If it weren't for the soul master guides watching over them, these servants might have used their soul power to forcibly drive away the civilians around them.

Ye Nanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, gave a wink to the sales assistants around him, and then handed all the receipts in his hand to another sales assistant who came forward.

"Young master, from what you're saying, you're planning to purchase soul tools on a large scale?" Ye Nanxiao asked.

"Excellent! My Luo family will take all the soul tools here! Pack them all up and take them with me!" Luo Yan said generously.

His words took on a different meaning when heard by those around him.

"Hey! Why are you buying them all? Can't we buy them?" a young man shouted.

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"Yeah! It's not easy to find a place willing to sell soul tools to ordinary people, and you bought them all? You're shameless!"

"What the hell is the Luo family? Never even heard of them, yet they come to Zhengtian City to act like big shots??"

Some of the Soul Masters mixed in with the commoners had rather fiery tempers. They pushed through the crowd and rushed up to Luo Yan, staring at him with hostility. "Kid, this is Zheng Tian City, not some doghouse your parents laid out for you. If you're going to buy something, you have to abide by the laws of Yuheng Tower!"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you question the Luo family?" Luo Yan didn't take the newcomer seriously at all. His soul power exploded, and six soul rings rose behind him.

Seeing that their young master had activated his martial spirit first, Luo Yan's servants also activated their martial spirits one after another.

The powerful gust of wind generated by the soul force sent many civilians flying backward.

Sales assistants instantly stepped in to protect the civilians who were being blown away.

Upon seeing the group of people in front of him remain silent, Luo Yan assumed that the Luo family's reputation still held some value here. His eyes filled with disdain, he said, "Weren't you shouting quite loudly just now? Tell me, who do you think you are?"

The group exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with mockery, and then they all took a few steps back.

Luo Yan assumed the people in front of him were afraid of his reputation, so he sneered disdainfully, pretended to dust off his shoulders, and said to Ye Nanxiao, "What's your name? Hmm, Little Wang, right? Hurry up and pack up all the soul tools here for me!"

"Although these soul tools are only level three to five, if I bring them all back, my father can assemble a civilian suicide squad for me, which will save a lot of costs! In addition, these soul tools are the latest to appear, and if I bring them back, I will definitely gain favor with the ancestor. Maybe then the ancestor's attention will shift from Luo Xinyao to me!" Luo Yan thought to himself.

Before the storm from Yuheng Tower blows too far, he needs to hurry. He can buy level 6 or higher soul tools, but not many. He should focus on level 3 to 5 soul tools. That way, even if the Luo family wants to train cannon fodder, they can start with ordinary people.

The cost of training a single assassin is enough to buy tens of thousands of refugees, while training a civilian assassin only requires a few thousand gold soul coins.

Ye Nanxiao looked at Luo Yan in front of him and remembered that this person seemed to be Luo Xinyao's opponent.

"Are you still standing there? Have you ignored the young master's words?!" A servant of the Luo family was furious when he saw Ye Nanxiao not moving and quickly stepped forward to show his loyalty.

A hint of killing intent flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, but more so, indifference.

The lives of ordinary people were as worthless as grass in his eyes.

A loud slap suddenly rang out.

Luo Yan tilted her head slightly, her gaze shifting as she tried to find the oblivious sales assistant, Xiao Wang. Instead, she saw her servant lying on the ground, his left cheek swollen high, his mouth covered in blood, and all his crooked teeth now gone. He lay there like a dead dog.

Ye Nanxiao gently brushed the gold "Xiao Wang" nameplate on his left chest, which was the mark of his top sales consultant.

"I received your order, but you have violated the laws of Yuheng Tower. According to the first rule, offenders can consume, but the price must be at least three times higher, and installment payment is not available. You must pay a deposit first. You just said you wanted everything, right? Two and a half million gold soul coins. Are you going to pay in cash or as collateral of equal value?" Ye Nanxiao had a standard smile on his face, but his words were like cold knives hanging on Luo Yan's face.

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