The subordinates are stupid as they are, the cake still needs to be continued painting.
At that time, Zhang San secretly sighed, and then said, "What you said is all wrong. From what I just stated, everyone should understand one thing!"
Zhang San's words attracted the attention of a group of gangsters.
"That is, your country is facing a huge killer industry vacancy, which is an opportunity for us!"
"Now I compare your country's killer industry with our Dawu Country's killer industry. The biggest difference is definitely strength. In Dawu Country, there are even Heaven Rank martial arts masters engaged in the killer industry, while the strongest killer in your small country is just an upper Human Rank."
"However, apart from strength, your small country's killer industry still has the following gaps compared with Dawu Country's mature killer industry."
Zhang San paused, drank some water, and continued:
"First, there is no established market. Your country's killer market is extremely chaotic. Clients spend money to hire killers, but there is not a single formal killer organization in the arena. Almost most people work alone, and some even treat being a killer as a side business of the underworld."
"Second, chaotic pricing. Due to the lack of an established market and a large number of unprofessional killers mixed in the underworld, your country's killer industry has no "cost-effectiveness" to speak of. Sometimes the client asks the price, asks the first killer how much to kill a middle Human Rank martial artist, the first killer says two hundred taels, the second says three hundred taels, and the third says only fifty taels..."
"Third, very low credibility. In addition to making clients hesitate among various choices due to the immature market and chaotic prices, it will also attract a large number of scammers into the market, further disrupting market prices. Because we are true killers who serve clients, while scammers only want to cheat money. Their despicable methods will further reduce the credibility of our killer industry."
"In summary, this is why your country's killer industry and even the underworld is so underdeveloped."
The gang of gangsters listened with tears in their eyes, thinking that the underworld in their own country had actually declined to such an extent!
After paving the way for so long, Zhang San finally came to the last critical point.
Zhang San spread out his hands and shouted loudly at the guys:
"So now I ask you all, is the ancient industry of being an assassin no longer needed?"
"My answer is negative."
"Because a small country is still a country. No matter how small a country's market is, it is still a national market. As long as we can occupy the market, fortune and wealth are just around the corner!"
“The reason is also very simple. Wherever there is a crowd, there must be conflicts, and wherever there are conflicts, there must be someone to resolve them. No matter how small the country is, there are still rich people, middle class, and even the poor sometimes hate a person so much that they are willing to sell their family belongings to purchase our services!"
Zhang San shouted loudly: "As long as our pricing is reasonable, our actions are accurate, and we do not deceive the old and the young! Then the glory of the underworld will be revived by our generation!"
The gangsters below were all excited!
Zhang San raised his hand and shouted: "Revive the glory of the underworld, it is our duty!"
The gangsters shouted in unison: "Revive the glory of the underworld, it is our duty!"
"Revive the glory of the underworld, it is our duty!"
"It is our duty!!!"
Just when Zhang San's speech reached its climax.
A brick fell from the sky and knocked out a gangster on the spot.
Aunt Zhang next door angrily shouted: "Underworld? Blacken you little rabbits' dog-path, let people not sleep at three in the morning!!!"
"If you shout again, I will report to the official!"
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Although the ending of the speech was a little bumpy, after this speech, those gangsters spontaneously began to spread Zhang San's deeds among their underworld circles. A professional killer from Dawu Country did arouse curiosity and arouse ideas. A few days later, there really was business.
However, these were all within Zhang San's expectations.
After all, nowadays, not to mention Jianghu people, it's embarrassing to say that you're from Jianghu if you don't have dozens of enemies.
But Zhang San understands more clearly that no matter whether it’s a big country or a so-called small country, there will always be a rich businessman who wants to get rid of a competitor.
There will always be corrupt officials who want to secretly get rid of masters who know too many secrets.
And there will always even be wives who want to get rid of straying husbands.
After all, there are not many people in this world with smart brains who can solve problems.
But by killing, raising or possibly causing problematic people, thereby thoroughly solving the problem, this is the first thing most people can think of.
As previously mentioned, Zhang San had done a complete market survey, and had even asked killers from this small country to assassinate him. Of course, Zhang San, who was well prepared, was certainly successful in counter-killing.
Zhang San's move, although risky, still made him understand the assassination methods of killers in this country to a certain extent. He also got back the deposit.
Zhang San felt that he was really wise for a while.
Back to the main story, the first task after coming to this country was the key for Zhang San to establish his reputation. Moreover, the target was a local bully and evil gentry. Killing him didn’t even arouse any sense of guilt. Zhang San set off quickly and ended the mission quickly as well.
After the mission was over, things about him in the Jianghu spread from just rumors among gangster brethren to among common people, just as Zhang San had expected.
With this, Zhang San's business has improved a lot, but the increase is still very limited.
However, this was also within expectations. After all, in rumors from outside, Zhang San was a foreign killer, and the citizens of this small country did not trust him enough, which was also very normal.
But Zhang San knew that as long as he adhered to the rules of conduct, never pried into customer privacy! Fair pricing according to mission difficulty! Fast attack, minimum 3 days, maximum 10 days, the target mission must be completed!
Finally, and most importantly.
Full refund of deposit if mission fails!
If the former points, some killers could still achieve one or two of them, but this last one was absolutely a milestone in new rules across the killer community!
After three months, just three months, Zhang San did it! He completely opened up the market in this country.
As a result, Zhang San also achieved his original goal of making a fortune in countries outside of Dawu Country by his skills. After all, missions at home have less money and more trouble.
While abroad, although the money was also less, the difficulty of the tasks was also very low. And due to the chaotic market, the vacancy was large. Zhang San's entry as such a standard killer made the rich people and middle class in the small country who had such needs see a different service than before.
What followed was the significant increase in the number of orders.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
