C4 Rent

Half an hour later, Yang Qiu appeared in front of an old residential area at the back door of Shanghai University, carrying a black backpack and a young man who looked like a coward.

This residential area used to be the school staff dormitory. Now, it was rented to students.

"Yang Qiu, you. . . Why did you run away from home? I only have this 5,000 yuan in all my belongings. I gave it all to you. I don't even have any pocket money! "

" Shut up. I'm doing something big. This 5,000 yuan is considered your investment. I'll return you 50,000 yuan in three months, alright? Do you have any more money? Give it to me! "

"I really don't have any more money. You know that my family. . . Doesn't give me any money at all. It's not like your family is that rich! "

Liu Ann said timidly. He really did not understand why Yang Qiu, who was as timid as him, suddenly turned around and changed completely.

"Shut up! Don't tell anyone about my family from now on. Yang family has nothing to do with me anymore! Also, don't be like this anymore. It's really embarrassing for you. "

Liu Ann wasn't angry. He snorted and said:

"Weren't you like this in the past?"

Yang Qiu immediately raised his hand and wanted to hit him. Liu Ann quickly dodged and said with a sad face.

"Don't bully me. You have already bullied me three times today!"

Yang Qiu could not help but roll his eyes.

"Save the pocket money for me next week. Do I need it?"

"Yang Qiu, you. . . What do you need so much money for? Are you going to do something bad? "

Two sharp lights flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes. He said with a serious face.

"I am doing a big thing, a very big thing. You will know in the future. It will be good for you too!"

Liu Ann said with a blank face.

"What is good for me? Just don't implicate me!"

"Don't worry, you are my only friend!"

Yang Qiu laughed loudly.

"I never thought that my only friend in this world would be someone like you! Don't worry, I will change you! When that time comes, no one will dare to bully us anymore! "

Liu Ann looked at him with some fear and said weakly:

"Are you possessed by a ghost?"

Yang Qiu grabbed his arm.

"Let's go and take a look at the house. This house is cheap. This will be my home from now on!"

After renting the house, he took Liu Ann to the supermarket and bought some daily necessities. As for the clothes, he asked Liu Ann to bring him a few from his home for the time being. Anyway, their figures were about the same.

Yang Qiu had already made up his mind.

The first step was to change his previous image. He couldn't carry the name of trash anymore.

The second step was naturally to earn money with all his might.

Only with money could he carry out the third step, search for all resources, and restore his Spiritual Power.

Earning money wasn't a big problem for Yang Qiu. He was very confident that it wouldn't be easy for the dignified senior disciple of Extreme Heaven Sect to earn money.

The sect that Yang Qiu belonged to was called the Extreme Heaven Sect. As a mysterious sect that lived in seclusion, every generation of descendants would only have one goal, which was to cultivate with all their might, break through the Heavenly Dao, and become an immortal.

Of course, no one had achieved this goal yet.

If one wanted to cultivate, the foundation of everything was resources, endless resources. And besides seizing these resources by force, one had to rely on one's own ability to earn money.

Yang Qiu had reincarnated with his body. The Spiritual Power on his body had disappeared completely, but the knowledge in his head was still there. Now, there was another secular memory belonging to the dead Yang Qiu. He quickly thought of the fastest way to earn money.

Starting from a woman.

Women's money was the easiest to earn at any time.

After finding a place to stay, the second step was to think of ways to earn money.

However, money was not that easy to earn.

For a few days, Yang Qiu did not go to class. He just sat in the rented house and meditated while thinking hard.

It was a whole week before he found two pill formulas that he had not used for a long time. He was sure that he could earn the first bucket of gold in his life by relying on these two pill formulas.

There were many valuable things in his head. However, the resources that he currently grasped were simply unable to satisfy his conditions. For example, he could refine a batch of Longevity Increasing Pills that could increase one's lifespan by a hundred years. However, just the raw materials alone required two hundred ten-thousand-year-old ginseng. In the secular world, a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng. . . It was a priceless treasure.

Forget it, one step at a time.

Being too ambitious was not Yang Qiu's character. Once he decided on his plan, he would strictly follow it.

At noon, Liu Ann came over to clean up his room after class. He took the opportunity to leave the room.

Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the entrance of the community, an arrogant voice sounded beside his ear.

"Trash, are you here?"

Yang Qiu's face suddenly became expressionless. He looked coldly at the young man who spoke, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily revealed a trace of ridicule.

He looked at the young man and said in an indifferent tone.

"Yang Zihee, I have nothing to do with your Yang family anymore. You better get lost. Otherwise, Yang Ziteng will be your role model. "

As soon as his voice faded, a clear mocking sound was heard.

"Yang Qiu, you piece of trash! How dare you hurt my big brother? Just you wait, my dad will never let you go!"

"That's right! Mo, teach this bastard a lesson! Beat him to death! That old thing is gone! Let's see who will back him up!"

Yang Qiu slowly raised his head and looked at the fellow who was about his age. He said faintly:

"Yang Zihee, get the hell out of here with your men from the Yang family. I'm in a good mood today. I'll forgive you. Otherwise, you will die. "

The young man called Yang Zihee had sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes, but his eyes were somewhat gloomy. His gaze was a little erratic, and it was obvious that he had drunk too much.

His face was filled with a mocking smile. When he heard Yang Qiu's words, he was instantly enraged. He stared fiercely at Yang Qiu and spoke in a strange tone.

"Trash, repeat what you just said. Do you really think that you are now. . . !"

Yang Qiu's eyes suddenly became sharp. He did not say anything and walked up to Yang Zihee. Without waiting for Yang Zihee to react, he grabbed the collar of Yang Zihee's neck and pressed down hard. His knee pushed up and hit Yang Zihee's stomach heavily.

Yang Qiu's movement was too fast. Yang Zihee did not have time to react. He screamed and his body shrank into a ball. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground without saying anything.

Yang Qiu gently waved his hand, then looked at the few girls who were so scared that their bodies were stiff and said with a smile.

"My cousins, my cousins, do you want to have a taste of what this feels like? I rarely hit women. "

The young women were stunned for a long time before they suddenly let out a scream and fled.

"I hit people! Trash hit us!"

"Where's the bodyguard? Are you all dead? "