"Milord, I did…but I swear that I didn't dare to do it a long time ago.”The yellow-haired old man wailed." My lord, I have elders and children. Please don't chase me out of the county office. Sob, sob, sob…"
"Alright, stop pretending. You're already in your seventies or eighties.”Zhao Xing was so angry that he laughed.
He quickly figured out the key.
It should be related to his prestige points.
If they didn't have enough prestige, the newly appointed descenders wouldn't be able to get the old yellow-haired man to provide them for free even if they discovered that he had the Thousand Musical Notes.
However, if he had enough prestige, how could a small bailiff dare to be greedy for this?
Previously, when the government was being reorganized, no one paid attention to this old man in the small storeroom because Zhang Qing and Zhao Xing had personally gone to the storeroom to take a look.
The place was so empty that horses could run.
The old man was smart enough not to move the supplies.
He had only secretly sold Thousand Notes, so he had slipped through the net.
"Take out all the things you have hidden.”Zhao Xing said lightly.
"Yes, yes." The yellow-haired old man quickly took out a box from his pocket.
It was unknown where he had hidden a large box that was half a meter long.
When he opened it, it was filled with the alternating yellow and green Thousand Notes!
"Sir, if it's not enough, Old Yellow Head can still help you make it and is willing to atone for his sins.”The yellow-haired old man said pitifully.
"Hmm? You actually know how to make talismans?" Zhao Xing was completely surprised.
"This lowly one has guarded the storeroom for thirty years, so this Thousand Musical Note is extremely familiar. It's quite easy to make, but I don't know about the higher-grade Thousand Musical Note that can reach the prefecture capital.”The yellow-haired old man answered truthfully.
"How dare you! Not only did you sell the government's talismans, but you also secretly learned how to engrave them!" Zhao Xing snorted coldly.”
The yellow-haired man fell to his knees again.
"However…considering that you have served the Cloud City government for decades, I will give you this chance to redeem yourself.”
"You can still stay in the government, but you won't be able to manage the storeroom. You can report to the smithy and study how to make talismans.”
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir. I will definitely serve you well!”Old Huang kowtowed loudly.
"Remember, the original Yuncheng bailiffs had no salary and were indeed poor.”
"But this official is here and has rebuilt the reward and punishment system. You have to stop your habit of breaking things up!”
"Otherwise, even if I don't have time to care about you, you won't be able to escape Zhang Qing's picket. You're already an old man, don't tell me you still want to spend your later years in prison.”
"I don't dare, I don't dare. I definitely won't dare.”
"Alright, you may leave." Zhao Xing waved his hand and didn't argue.
This person had mastered the elementary level of talisman creation. He had no specialty and was only a skill.
It was only Level 3.
It could be said that it was extremely easy to ignore. After all, who would look at the attributes of a level 3 minion?
Wouldn't that be a pain in the ass?
However, the matter with Old Yellow gave him an idea.
Cloud City might not only have high-level talents like Gongsun Yang and Wang Bing.
A small character like Old Yellow Head was also very valuable.
Wouldn't this mean that there was another talent who could produce Thousand Notes for free?
He might not have the time, but there were still countless descenders in this world.
Everyone's starting situation was similar. Perhaps someone knew something that I didn't know, so they might be able to gain some additional benefits.
In short, there would always be some people who were bored to death who would do such a thing. They might discover something and obtain some information.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xing was no longer in a hurry to draw.
He picked up a Thousand Notes and sent a message in the World Channel.
[Information Exchange: Anyone who provides me with useful information, whether it's about the mission or the inside and outside of the city, will receive an equivalent return from me. No reply means that your information is useless to me. -Zhao Xing.]
Zhao Xing did not care anymore after the speech was successful.
He believed that with his strength, there would definitely be many people willing to make a deal with him.
99% of the private letters were useless information at this time.
Those who were truly confident and wanted to make a deal would definitely keep looking for him.
A private message cost five copper coins. It didn't seem like much, but if one wasn't confident, no one would keep sending it.
Powerhouses would usually not send him a private message immediately. They would wait for the popularity to die down before sending him a private message. They were all confident that they could exchange for something.
This was just Zhao Xing's whim. It was good to be able to obtain useful information, but it was fine if he didn't.
As for whether he would be scolded?
It didn't matter. Once the World Channel was closed, everything would be quiet.
Could he have used the World Channel to attack him?
Moreover, even if they could, no one would dare to…
"Let's start the lottery." Zhao Xing rubbed his hands and opened the mission panel.
You have obtained the first kill reward and a chance to draw. Skills, equipment, treasures, and a small chance of obtaining talents will appear. Would you like to draw now?
"Draw!" Zhao Xing thought to himself.
buzz ~
The screen flashed, and soon, five options appeared in front of him.
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