The Nine Provinces and the Islands of Japan.
At the seaside.
The 3rd Okinawan Bitter Melon Eating Competition.
They were surrounded by a group of suntanned, half-naked islanders.
In front of them were rows of palm-sized green bitter gourds.
Several contestants quickly stuffed the bitter gourd in front of them into their mouths.
One by one, he chewed quickly.
Their eyes were wide open and their faces were ferocious, as if they were receiving some cruel punishment.
The okinawan bitter gourd was a special melon species that had ten times more bitter gourd hormones than the bitter gourds on the market.
It was something that even the original residents of Japan found hard to swallow.
"Good luck!"
"Good luck! Good luck!"
"Yongshiro! Hurry up! Ten seconds left! You're already far behind the 15 bitter gourds in second place! A new record is about to be set!"
"Yongshiro! Five seconds left! Hurry up! The championship will be yours soon!"
Around them, a few junior high school students wearing purple singlets kept shouting.
Among the participants.
Kimate Nagashiro, who had his hair combed back and wore four-sided glasses, had a fierce look in his eyes.
He picked up a palm-sized bitter gourd and took two bites. He put it in his mouth and swallowed it quickly.
The competition entered the countdown.
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
“”！！”
" The match is over!!!"
" Winner, Kimate Nagashiro!!"
"Three consecutive championships in the Okinawan Bitter Melon Eating Competition!!”
"This time, he ate a total of 38 bitter gourds!!!”
A Japanese resident with a strong accent raised Kimate Nagashiro's arm high!!
"Victory!"
Everyone cheered!
Kimate Nagashiro turned his attention to the prize for the championship.
The champion of the bitter gourd eating competition will be rewarded with 10,000 cherry blossom coins.
For this 10,000 yuan, Wooden Hand went from a man who didn't like to eat bitter gourd to a three-time overlord of the bitter gourd eating competition.
This time of the day was the time for Wooden Hand to earn extra money. To him, as long as he could get money, he could eat as many bitter gourds as he wanted.
To celebrate Wooden Hand's victory.
The wooden hand generously invited Kai and the others to eat bitter gourd popsicles…
"Hey, Wooden Hands, have you heard? Qingxue lost to Motionless Peak."
Kai, who was wearing a hat, licked a bitter gourd popsicle with a troubled expression.
"What does that have to do with us? No matter who it is, they can't stop us from entering the country.”
"You may not be interested in this, but there is a post that you will definitely be interested in.”
"Invitation?"
"Look."
Kai said as he handed the phone to the wooden hand.
After seeing this post, Wooden Hand raised his eyebrows.
"Ridiculous! This guy actually relied on tennis to make money!”
"We can just be like him and rely on tennis to make money! It's much better than working!"
Kai suggested.
"Making money from tennis? It was all fake! How can there be such a good thing!"
"What tennis mercenary? This is just a gimmick. The person who posted this post is crazy, and so are you?”
"Hurry up and finish this popsicle and get to work!! The money for the ticket to leave the island and the funds for the tennis club had not been gathered yet!”
The wooden hand scolded Kai to dispel this unrealistic idea.
Kai didn't mention it again. After finishing his popsicle, he went back to the beach to sell Okinawan bitter gourd popsicles.
"A tennis mercenary…"
Watching Kai walk away, the wooden hand quietly took out his phone.
He opened the tennis forum.
He sent a private message to the avatar with the ID 'Nara 42 Shotgun Sen'.
……
On the other side.
Chen Fan had just woken up. After washing up, he began to prepare breakfast.
Just now, he was woken up by Atobe's phone call.
Let him go to the Atobe Manor to analyze the skills of all the members of the Seigo team.
Before Chen Fan could offer a price, Atobe's words made him jump out of bed.
" One million for each analysis and two million for Tezuka. I'll be there in two hours.”
"Alright, boss!"
Although Atobe sounded a little rude, Chen Fan wasn't displeased.
This was a big order!
Who asked him to be rich!
"If we wait, we can also analyze the Echizen Ryuma that we have already analyzed. It should be counted as a head, right?”
"That's an extra one million."
" There have been too many people buying the post these past two days. After helping Atobe and the others analyze it, I'll cut it down a little and share it on the forum. I'll raise the price and earn another wave of money.”
"I'm a genius!"
Chen Fan turned the poached egg over and began to think about how to maximize his benefits.
Ding!
The familiar sound of a text message rang out.
"Someone is privately chatting on the forum?"
"Business is here!"
Chen Fan immediately turned off the fire and took out his phone.
I'm a Killer: Hello, do tennis mercenaries make money? Can you bring me along?
"Hmm? This ID was located in Japan?”
Chen Fan immediately reacted.
Nara 42 Shotgun: Why should I bring you along? What can you bring me?
Chen Fan raised a very realistic question.
I'm a Killer: My tennis skills are not bad, you can't handle it alone, right? If you're a sparring partner, I can help you and give you a commission.
He saw this reply.
Chen Fan hesitated.
"This wooden hand's brain is actually so good. As expected of a standard wage earner.”
The tennis club of Bijia Junior High School, where Wooden Hand was from, was the poorest tennis club in the entire world of the King of Nets.
Not only did the members have to work hard to earn money, but they also had to pay for the competition.
There wasn't even a decent tennis court.
There was no time to train, no place to practice.
Even so, the wooden hand could still lead the Bi Jia Kingdom out of the Nine Regions.
He had even mastered the divine skill, the Full Dimension Shrinking Technique.
In terms of strength, he was also a national level player.
Most importantly, Wooden Hand's love was the same as his, money!
As long as he could make Wooden Hand earn money, he did not have to worry about him having other ideas.
Chen Fan wasn't afraid of him working alone if he wanted to make his reputation big and control the channels and financial resources in his hands.
"This little brother can be accepted!"
"And the suggestion is very good.”
"It's indeed a little too slow for one person to earn money.”
"Currently, I'm busy just taking care of Frost Monarch.”
Chen Fan thought for a moment and decided to take the wooden hand as his underling.
Nara 42 Shotgun Immortal: " Yes, but there are conditions. First, you must be obedient and dedicated. You must follow my orders. If you can do it, we will talk about money."
The message was sent out, and it showed that it had been read.
However, the wooden hand did not reply immediately. It was obvious that he was hesitating.
Three minutes later.
I'm a Killer: Sure, as long as the money is in place, I'll definitely listen to you.
Nara 42 Shotgun: Divided Mode or Wage Mode?
"Split or salary?!”
Wooden Hand was stunned when he heard that.
As a worker who worked every day, the wooden hand naturally understood the pros and cons of the two modes.
The salary might be high, but it was not stable.
The salary model was low and stable.
Wooden Hand, who was short of money, chose the salary model without hesitation.
I'm a Killer: The Wage Model.
Nara 42 Shotgun: 300,000 a month. Come to Tokyo. After signing the contract, you can pay half a month's salary in advance.
Once the message was sent, Kimate Nagashiro did not reply.
Nine Regions, Japan.
"F * ck! 300,000!"
"How many bitter gourds do I have to eat to earn it!!!”
Wooden Hand was shocked. He originally thought that the salary would be at most 100,000 Sakura coins a month.
He didn't expect the salary to be 300,000 yuan a month!
300,000! He had never received so much money in one go in his life!!
And he could even pay 150,000 yuan in advance!
To hell with the dream of becoming the national champion!
How much was the prize money for the national championship?
Work!
I want to work!
A tennis mercenary! I'm coming!
The more Mu Shou thought about it, the more excited he became. His hands trembled as he typed out a reply.
[I'm a Killer: Boss, I don't have money to buy a ticket, can I…]
Ding!
The message was sent out within a minute.
A transfer message appeared on the chat interface.
Nara 42 Shotgun Fairy has transferred 50000 Sakura Dollars to you!
Nara 42 Shotgun: 50,000 in advance, and another 100,000 after signing the contract.
I'm an Assassin: Boss, I'll buy the tickets now and arrive tonight!
After sending the message.
The wooden hand hurriedly ran towards the dock by the sea.
Kai: "Hey, Yongshiro! Come and sell bitter gourd popsicles!"
"Still selling my ass!" I'll go out and be a tennis mercenary to make a lot of money!! When I earn money, I'll bring you guys to make a fortune together!"
Kai: Can you make it back to the National League?!!”
"Why are you still participating in the National League?!"! To earn money!"
“……”
Just like that.
Kimate bought the nearest ship out of Japan and rushed to Tokyo overnight.
……
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