Mao Lingling, the last descendant of the Mao and Mao Celestial Masters, almost became the first Celestial Master to starve to death in history. Thanks to the time travel, although I started with millions of debts and a dilapidated house, the good news is - there are ghosts in this world! Or the kind that can be wholesaled with copies and can explode with gold coins when killed!
The bad news is: the system is full of discrimination! I was stunned not to send her an invitation!
Mao Tianshi, who had nothing but dragon-slaying skills, was angry: Not allowed to enter? I sell strategies, talismans, magic weapons, and even open a small account to fight for me! Set a small goal first and earn 100 million from the Ghost Dungeon!
It's just that this business is getting bigger and bigger, so how come even the country comes to discuss cooperation? Do you want her to be the chief instructor and lead the team to counterattack the ghostly lair?
Mao Lingling looked at the countless zeros behind the bank card balance and slapped the table: Deal! The little guys, the copycats, and my sister took over their lair! This time, we not only want to make money, but also make a future!
