When I got it, it was only 240 yuan.

Looking at the few fluttering banknotes in his hand, Yu Qing fell into deep thought.

Even if you are alone, you cannot sink like this.

This is not the life he wants.

However, after working hard for half a lifetime in my last life, I was just a small town problem solver in the eyes of others, with an unpaid mortgage and endless overtime work.

Buy lottery tickets?

Stock and real estate speculation?

Copying songs and writing novels?

He has no capital or connections, and he doesn’t know any of these things...

Lying on the soft big bed of the small hotel, Yu Qing shook his head gently.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if I save that girl again in this life..."

In the end, Yu Qing brought the problem back to its original point.

In his previous life, he had played dungeons for more than ten years. It would be no exaggeration to say that he was a hardcore veteran player.

"On the strength of myself, I have fished, planted trees, herded sheep, fed chickens, bet on horses, flipped cards, parkoured, harvested vegetables, played mahjong, thrown dice, and walked in the Arad continent.

Monkey has washed clothes, been a detective, raised a daughter, bought lottery tickets, carved statues, grabbed territory, fought zombies, shot balloons, lit jack-o'-lanterns, pulled out big swords, watched and played again and again.

I have been a greedy snake, a big eater, a Monopoly, and a scratcher..."

"With all the eighteen martial arts, and the system at your side, it's okay to be a god, right?"

Such is his character. On the surface, the Conch Man looks ordinary, but when someone approaches, he will hear the sound of waves...
Chapter completed!