System experience officer

Chapter 2287. The Copying System 4

Jiang Tiansheng said, "That's a good idea. So what do you think would be better?"

Han Zifeng calmly replied, "The building is the kind that you build yourself. Anyway, it's still more than ten years away. Let your underlings learn how to build it. It's important to have a skill. You're always fighting and killing. Xiao Yingzi might let you get away with it, but once the mainland government takes care of you, you gangsters won't have a good outcome. In the end, you still have to walk the straight path."

The group's eyes lit up immediately; this definitely seemed like a good idea. Sure enough, Liang Kunkun, being the prickly type, actually asked, "Is building a house profitable?"

Zi Feng quipped, "Even the lowest-paid real estate speculators make as much as those selling drugs! The key point is, it's legal! You can get a discount if you go to the mainland, but the mainland hasn't been very peaceful in the last ten years. If you go there, you're likely to be used as a scapegoat. So I'm giving you ten years to learn, and after that, it's a profitable business. And movies, you can start thinking about that now too—TV series, anime, games. They're all legal!"

Sure enough, once the group started to really think about it, Liang Kun suddenly snapped again and asked, "So what have we been eating all these years?"

Zi Feng was unhappy again and retorted directly: "If you can't afford to live, then go die." Everyone was speechless. Zi Feng muttered to herself, "Should we throw a bomb at this guy? He really doesn't know how to talk."

Jiang Tiansheng, who was standing right next to her, was speechless. He whispered, "It's not that serious, it's not that serious, it really isn't that serious."

Zi Feng glared at him, snapped her fingers, and pointed her sword-like fingers at Liang Kun. Before anyone could react, a bolt of lightning struck down, instantly turning Liang Kun's hair into an afro.

Zi Feng made a face at Liang Kun: "Hehehe, I'm just petty, hehehe..." A group of men covered their faces in unison. He had already admitted that he was petty, so what could they do?

Sure enough, what Brother Kun told everyone was that nothing is worse than being struck by lightning, and instantly everyone knew who the big and small kings were. The key point is, you can ask them to chop people up, but asking them to defy God is a bit more difficult.

Jiang Tiansheng asked curiously, "Are you a Xuan Master?"

Zi Feng tilted her head and calmly replied, "Nuwa, not the one in the textbook, but the world-destroying Nuwa, who's here on vacation."

After a long silence, Jiang Tiansheng retorted, "Then it would be better to just say he's a Xuan Master."

Zi Feng calmly replied, "You guys fight it out. Who told him to be so foul-mouthed? One sentence after another, when will it ever end? I gave you the suggestion, how are you going to survive? What does it have to do with me, a mere spectator?"

Instantly, everyone looked at Liang Kun with sympathy. Should they say he was unlucky, or should they say he was being a jerk?

Zi Feng ignored them and happily went off to play. They could have their meeting; she could just grab any of their underlings and find her way home. The rest of the time, she started thinking about Crow, but that guy was probably still a tiny little thing.

He would occasionally return to China to visit, usually just to make a brief appearance before leaving again. Of course, she also went back to see Su Miaomiao, who, just like in the original story, married Hu Liang. Meanwhile, the movement in China also began.

However, everyone in the higher-ups knew that Zi Feng was elusive and rarely seen, so they all assumed they hadn't seen her superstitious beliefs. Zi Feng left them her phone number, saying they should contact her if anything came up. She then went into hiding in Hong Kong. Of course, with the anti-old culture movement already underway in mainland China, Zi Feng promptly reported Hu Liang's family, along with Su's father, to the authorities.

What surprised her most was that both families were publicly executed. The Hu family was labeled as descendants of the exploiting class, a fact that didn't surprise Zi Feng. But then the Su family suddenly appeared, a whole family of prostitutes! Zi Feng was speechless. The crucial point was that she was actually declared dead! Zi Feng was even more speechless. Whatever.

Anyway, both families were thrown into the cowshed. Zifeng even made a rare phone call to the leaders: "Well, I'm basically dead back home, so please don't cancel my household registration there." The leaders were speechless. After finding out the situation, they were even more speechless. For both families, things couldn't get any worse.

Zi Feng knew that during this period, many scientists and traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in mainland China were labeled as demons and monsters, and every family that died was unjustly accused. Zi Feng didn't think too much about it. Anyway, Hong Xing knew a lot of people. Zi Feng calmly pulled Jiang Tiansheng and Su Jun together and said, "You two give me some ideas. I want to build a building, um, the kind with lots of rooms. It doesn't need to be too big, just enough for two people to live in, but the more rooms the better. I expect to house about 50,000 people."

Both of them stared at this woman as if she were crazy. Jiang Tiansheng asked, "Do you know how much it will cost?"

Zi Feng took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, can you handle the land? Can you live here peacefully for decades without the houses collapsing? As for money, just say how much you want. If you don't like it, I'll rob a bank for you, and I'll definitely give you the money. By the way, you guys have US dollars, right? Then I'll rob an American bank, and you can use the money inside directly." Very well, one sentence was enough to leave the two of them speechless.

Jiang Tiansheng thought for a moment and said, "Is it possible that the money can be given in installments?"

Su Jun sighed and asked, "Just tell me where you want to build the house?"

Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "We just need to build one community that can accommodate 50,000 people. People are only concerned about the quality of the houses. Also, I'm going to smuggle these 50,000 people over here. They'd probably be considered dead on the mainland. That's the situation. Can you two handle it?"

Jiang Tiansheng was speechless: "No, you just talk about building houses without thinking about anything else."

Zi Feng nodded: "Wait here."

The two began to huddle together and discuss the issue, including finding professional talent. Jiang Tiansheng asked curiously, "You're hiring 50,000 people?"

Zifeng replied, "Some people from the mainland."

Jiang Tiansheng rolled his eyes and asked, "What I mean is, can we come all at once, or can we come in batches?"

Zi Feng replied, "One or two at a time, but the minimum guarantee will remain the same. By the way, I need a large research institute. Forget it, manpower is too slow. How about this, it doesn't matter if you don't know how or not. Once the land is agreed upon, you can summon 10,000 people for me. I will pay them a salary of 1,000 a month. You find material suppliers, they will supply the materials, your people will be responsible for moving them, and I will do the construction. It will be faster."

Jiang Tiansheng: "Are you alone?"

Zi Feng replied, "Building a building using metaphysics can ensure both speed and quality." What could the two of them say? That was that.

Su Jun asked, "How will you pay? With gold, I'll settle the bill."

Su Jun took a deep breath and said, "Big sister, do you know how many tons of gold one hundred million is? It's about 15 tons. Do you know what 15 tons means?"

Zi Feng suddenly slapped his forehead: "Wait, why am I discussing hundreds of tons of gold with you?" Zi Feng asked the duplication system: "Can you duplicate some money for me that can be used normally and has a normal serial number?"