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33 Supper, the soul of the dead!

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About two hours later, when Su Mo arrived at the center of Gui City, the sky was already dark.

On the way, he received a call from his parents saying that they had arrived safely.

Looking at the various shops on the street, Su Mo felt a little hungry.

After all, he had been making a scene for half a day today and had digested everything that needed to be digested.

Thinking of this, Su Mo did not hesitate and found a nearby parking spot to park his car.

Looking at the bustling night market, Su Mo could not help but fall into deep thought.

Was he a little out of touch with this society in the past? After all, it had been a long time since he had gone out to hunt for food, and Su Mo could no longer remember.

It was better when he was in university. After all, he had a girlfriend at that time. But it was only on weekends! Although he had no income, he managed to survive by relying on the monthly living expenses given by his family and his determination to eat instant noodles if he had no money.

After graduation, Su Mo's monthly salary was 3000 yuan. After deducting rent, water, electricity, transportation, and debt repayment, there was basically only a little living expenses left.

Thinking about this, Su Mo could not help but sigh and mock himself," How could I be so blind to fall for someone like that?! Sigh! I hope I don't meet her again, or else…"

After saying that, he suddenly realized that something was not right. He was so rich now and would be even richer in the future. Why would he think about those things in the past?

F * ck! F * ck!

After getting out of the car, Su Mo walked straight to the food stalls in the night market and randomly picked one with a lot of people.

Although it was said that roadside stalls and food stalls were not clean, the people who came to the food stalls were basically working. The main reason was that it was cheap and affordable.

As for the taste, that would depend on luck. However, generally speaking, people who could open food stalls in the night market would not be too bad.

Compared to other places, the food stalls had a little more smoke and fire, which was indeed an attractive reason.

"Customer, what would you like to eat?"

Just as Su Mo sat down, a muscular middle-aged man came up with a menu and asked.

It looked like he was the owner of this shop. Su Mo could see him, and there was seasoning on his hands.

"Boss, this is my first time here too. Do you have any recommendations or dishes? Why don't you give me 200 yuan as the standard!”

Su Mo did not look at the menu but said to the boss.

"Our stir-fried vegetables and barbecue are not bad! Handsome! You ate it alone, right? One person's words! I recommend you add beer to the barbecue! After all, barbecue and beer were a perfect match on a hot day!”

The boss was very generous. It seemed that he was very confident in his craftsmanship.

"Alright then! Give me 200 yuan!”

Su Mo took out 200 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the boss. He wasn't worried that his boss was a scammer.

There were so many customers in the food stall, so they couldn't all be fake, right? That would be too expensive.

Therefore, it must be the good quality and cheap price that attracted so many people to eat. Otherwise, why would the few shops next door not have any customers, and his house was basically full?

There must be some advantages here, and a fool might have some. It was impossible for the dozen or so people around him to be fools.

"Alright! Handsome, wait! I'll arrange it for you now!"

The boss took the money and walked into the shop. After a while, he came out with two bottles of beer.

"Handsome, I'll get you two bottles of beer first!”

After the shop owner left, Su Mo looked around. It was still August, so most of the tables in the night market were placed outside the shop.

With the cold wind blowing and the noise, the atmosphere was quite comfortable.

Taking advantage of this free time, he looked at his personal interface.

[Name: Su Mo]

[Age: 23]

[Personal Wealth: 960 million (Buy a car, buy a house, donate police cars)]

[Property under his name: Chengtian Law Firm (40% shares), Shanghai Tomson First-grade Building C, Shanghai Real Estate, Laicon supercar]

[Skills: Master Driving Skill, Master Tai Chi Fist]

[Props: Mysterious Gift Bag (unable to be opened), Shop Exchange Coupon (value less than 20 million), Balance Critical Hit Card]

[Uncompleted Mission]

[Challenge Quest: Martial Arts in Life]

[Mission completion reward: Settled once every 30 days, random reward]

In just a few days, Su Mo's personal wealth had already surpassed 90% of the people. This was not counting the Critical Hit Card. If he used the Critical Hit Card, not to mention ten times, even five times would be enough for him to make a fortune in this life or even the next.

"Sigh! It's so annoying to have money!"

From Su Mo's point of view, once money exceeded a certain amount, it would become boring. After all, the speed at which he spent money was far inferior to the speed at which his wealth increased.

Although that was the case, who would complain that they had too little money?

Ding! Challenge mission issued.

[Doing Good]

Reward will be calculated every 3 months! [Random reward!]

The system's voice suddenly sounded in Su Mo's mind.

"System, you still said you didn't spy on my thoughts! I just had a thought, and you're doing me a favor?”

Su Mo was speechless; he had only thought about it. Another mission came, but it didn't matter. In any case, the speed at which he earned money could not compare to the speed at which his wealth increased. So be it. In any case, as long as one was happy in their lifetime, it was fine. Moreover, his parents would support him.

However, he had yet to think about how to do good deeds. Moreover, the current atmosphere in society always had some malice towards people who did good deeds.

Just as he was deep in thought.

The stall owner placed two cold dishes and a plate of barbecue on Su Mo's table.

The fried peanuts and the salad were both home-cooked dishes that went with wine. Paired with cold beer, tsk tsk, it was a perfect match.

He took a sip of cold dishes and a sip of beer, ate some skewers, and listened to the bragging of the old man at the next table. This was a good life.

At this time, the food stalls were still very lively. With the growth of the city's economy, more and more young people began to hang out at night. Of course, this was not bad.

After all, young people always needed to relax. Some chose to go to the nightclub to have a good time. Some chose other methods. Some even worked at night.

Su Mo did not have much to say about this. After all, it was all for the sake of living, and it was neither good nor bad.

Not far away, a white sports car slowly drove over.

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