As we all know, the best way to obtain profits in this world is monopoly.
But monopoly must be irreplaceable and necessary, otherwise its power will be greatly reduced.
Putting aside monopoly, from the perspective of normality, profit-making methods with win-win or multi-win attributes can be more universally recognized and adapted.
The spiritual root of fantasy and fiction has a lot of flaws, and at the same time it is not irreplaceable.
Therefore, Ye Chuxiao used his strengths to avoid weaknesses, and from a win-win perspective, when his traffic was at its hottest, he published the top two articles he compiled.
With these two articles on "Contemplation of Spiritual Roots", monks who have reached the limit of suffering and can try to integrate their spiritual roots will have new choices.
Even low-level monks who have not yet reached the level of integrating their spiritual roots can receive energy feedback from their spiritual roots during the visualization process to help them practice.
From this point of view, it seems that only those who are involved in the spiritual root business are losing money.
Of course, there will always be a market for traditional spiritual roots.
It’s just that I have lost the ‘privilege’ of holding the monks’ throats in check, and I will not be able to raise the price of spiritual roots so high in the future.
Spiritual root selling is no longer a huge profit industry.
The chicken-headed man went offline at the speed of light. Also offline at the same time were several rich second-generation water friends whose families, like the chicken-headed man, were involved in spiritual root transactions.
The green-headed frog jumped to Ye Chuxiao and said: "What you are doing is awesome! But what good does it do to you? The next chapter in your hand is the key! How are you going to encrypt it? How are you going to sell it?"
This is obviously to test the tone.
"If I don't sell it, I will take a gamble and wait until all the guys who are mocking me stand up and call me 'Dad', then I will announce the next chapter." Ye Chuxiao said with full breath.
"Huh? You...forget it! I have seen too many guys like you, full of chuunibyou. Unlike this young master, who has a handsome appearance and a wise soul. In terms of intellectual copyright, if you need any legal advice
For help, contact me... For the sake of your benefit to everyone, I can give you a 50% discount." Green Headed Frog also went offline.
The actual number of water friends in the live broadcast room is also constantly decreasing.
Obviously, they downloaded two exercises formulas to test and verify.
Ye Chuxiao's live broadcast is bound to cause huge changes among the monks at the bottom of the world.
A minute later, Ye Chuxiao's live broadcast room was blocked by the platform staff who were hurriedly operating.
At the same time, the two exercises posts were also deleted.
Despite this, what should be spread has already started spreading.
It can't be stopped at all.
Ye Chuxiao, who exited the live broadcast room, immediately felt that the magic mirror in his hand started to get hot.
At the same time, there are hundreds of communication signals from different sources, which need to be connected to his Dharma Mirror to contact him.
Ye Chuxiao directly turned off the communication function of the Dharma Mirror.
On the personal panel, the values of the destiny points began to fluctuate greatly, showing an ups and downs pattern.
Sometimes, his life points would reach tens of thousands.
But sometimes, it will fall all the way, almost falling below 1,000.
This is enough to show that Ye Chuxiao's actions directly put him on the cusp of uncertainty.
Open some news websites, and the headlines on the front pages have changed to the words "Wang Shirui" and "Utopian Spiritual Root".
In the comments, some people even speculated that Wang Shirui caused such a big incident in order to suppress the negative news about "eokbang".
Ye Chuxiao was looking through various news and news. While reading the news, he was writing and drawing, and was waiting quietly in the room.
In less than ten minutes, the house's formation warning bell went off frantically, and then the door and the house's protective formation were torn apart.
He had a beard that made his whole face look like a middle-aged man with a big embarrassment. He strode in angrily, taking off the belt from his waist as he walked.
"You son of a bitch, it seems you want to lie down on the coffin board. I will make it happen for you today."
Ye Chuxiao stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute!"
"You should read my plan first."
With that said, Ye Chuxiao handed the schedule he had written casually during the ten minutes of waiting to the middle-aged man, Wang Fu, the father of 'Wang Shirui'.
Wang Fu took the plan and looked it up and down, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"Did you do this?" Wang Fu asked.
Ye Chuxiao nodded, saw Wang Fu lifting the belt in his hand again, and added helplessly: "Of course, there are also suggestions from some friends."
"That's what I'm telling you! You son of a bitch, you don't know so much."
"What you wrote should be taken to your grandpa first. If he thinks it can be done, then he can do it." Wang Fu said.
Ye Chuxiao said: "It can definitely be done. The first two articles have been circulated. Without this last addition, there will be trouble."
Although the first two articles on Sharing Spiritual Roots have achieved ‘win-win’, people’s hearts are greedy.
It is something that is shared by everyone, but there are always people who want to take it for themselves.
If sharing spiritual roots becomes a cancer that undermines social security, then Ye Chuxiao's entire plan will be in vain.
"You are capable, you are amazing, you are so good at tossing, don't let me wipe your ass." Wang Fu pointed at Ye Chuxiao angrily.
Ye Chuxiao crossed his arms with a middle-class air, raised his head and said, "Old man, if this matter is done well, you will be prepared to become the richest man!"
"The richest man... don't let your son of a bitch trick you into being the first to suffer! Pack it up and go home to live. I can't eat such a big plate like you, old man, and I need to find more people to come in and fight the risk together. Recently."
, it won’t be peaceful, and your safety will be better when you go home." Wang Fu said.
Ye Chuxiao shook his head: "You won't go back if you go back. Only when I am outside can you be more confident."
As he spoke, in front of Wang Fu, he twisted his whole body, activated the Nine Death Demonic Art, and suddenly transformed into another appearance.
From his height, appearance to temperament, everything has changed.
Seeing Ye Chuxiao's amazing transformation technique, Wang Fu's eyes flashed with shock, and the look he looked at Ye Chuxiao was no longer as tender as before.
Although his expression was more soothing, he actually distanced himself.
"It's okay for you...!"
"Remember to hide your identity and don't mess around again!" Wang Fu came and left even faster.
Looking at Wang Fu's quickly retreating figure, Ye Chuxiao knew that he had doubts about his identity.
After all, Wang Fu has come into contact with cross-border people, and is even one of them, so he knows some of their characteristics.
But it doesn't matter, the entire Wang family is now tied to the chariot. Even if they know that his cheap son is a fake, they will admit it by pinching their noses.
It doesn't matter if the person is fake or not, as long as the interests are real.
"It spreads on the Internet, but it must also be settled in the entity. The shared spiritual root of fantasy will be fermented for a while."
"When everyone knows that even spiritual grafting and gathering the strength of everyone to promote the spiritual root of fantasy is not that easy, then they will be particularly thirsty for knowledge about my next chapter."
"Only by making this third chapter a reality can I truly gather millions of monks to cultivate unparalleled shared spiritual roots, enjoy the fruits of them all, and lay the foundation for a supreme spiritual root."