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Chapter 509 Match a player

"Public facilities? What are public facilities?"

Black Crow asked doubtfully. He had never heard of this term in his experience, and he immediately understood that it should be the term "player world".

"Public facilities are public...facilities that everyone can use, but of course, they are not free."

"Oh, I can probably understand it when you say it this way. Is there anything specific about it?"

"Yes, currently one is a bus, which can also be called a bus, which is a car that everyone can use. Well, you should know what a car is by now, right?"

"Well, I know. I'm not unfamiliar with the things sold in the Master's House. I've learned about them.

Do you want to make money by taking the bus? How much does it cost per ride?

If this is the case, I suggest you consider it carefully. With the price of the car, you will definitely not be able to recover the cost if you price it too low.

If you set the price too high, no one will ride, and you won’t be able to recover the cost. Of course, if you can find a way to get a large number of players to ride, you can.”

Black Crow said casually, Mo Lan was quite surprised when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile.

"You are much stronger than I thought. This can save me a lot of things. I feel more and more that my choice is the right one."

Mo Lan continued.

"There is no charge for public transport, so in a sense it is free."

"Then you must have other plans. What should you accept?"

Black Crow said firmly, very sure.

"Psychic power."

Mo Lan didn't hide it at all and said it directly.

"Specialize in doing business with your players? This..."

"No, you try this."

Mo Lan directly interrupted Black Crow, and then threw a ball as big as a basketball to Black Crow.

"Put this between your eyebrows."

Black Crow just put it on and immediately moved away, looking at Mo Lan in horror.

"Can it forcibly extract my spiritual power?!"

Just now, Black Crow noticed a change in his mental power. Although he is not a mage, he still has mental power, and it is not weak. It is just that he cannot use it and can only be used to passively strengthen his spiritual sense.

And just now, he suddenly found that his mental power was being twitched by this ball.

"Don't be nervous. Look at the number above. It's still zero. The extraction was not successful."

Mo Lan pointed at the numbers on the ball and said, Black Crow came back to his senses when he saw this. It was not that he understood it, but he subconsciously suppressed and hid his emotions. He was just too frightened just now.

"This mental power extraction device must be extracted with my consent, otherwise it will be directly interrupted if there is even a little resistance.

You can try it, just don’t resist, it will stop as long as you resist.”

Hearing the words, Black Crow pondered for a moment, and then he picked up the ball and put it between his eyebrows. His familiar mental power moved. This time, Black Crow endured the discomfort, still put the ball between his eyebrows, and let go of resistance.

A trace of cold feeling flowed into the ball along the center of his eyebrows, but after a moment, Black Crow found that it had stopped.

Confused, he took the ball away and looked up, only to find that the number on it had changed to one.

Mo Lan noticed Hei Ya's confusion and spoke out.

"This is the price of one bus ride, one unit of spiritual power. This device will automatically stop after extracting one unit and will not extract more."

Hearing the words, Black Crow closed his eyes and felt for a moment.

"Why don't I feel anything? Did it extract my spiritual power?"

If he hadn't really felt it just now, Black Crow would have even suspected that Mo Lan was deceiving him.

"Of course you don't feel it. You have to know that you are at the sixth level. Although you are not a magician, your mental power has become very powerful under the nourishment of your body. It's just that you can't use it at all.

From this point of view, you can work part-time as a mage. If your talent is good, you may be able to get to the level of a third-level mage by resting on your laurels. Although it does not improve your combat effectiveness, you can still perform some small spells, at least take a bath,

You don't have to worry about clothes, cooking, etc., magic can help you solve it.

Oh, I’m off topic, let’s leave these digressions aside for now and return to the topic.

The bus fare is priced per unit of mental energy. This price is not high and can be afforded by an ordinary person with a weak body.

With a slave's normal body and average mental strength, he can at least take two buses a day without affecting his normal work and life, and he will recover after a night's sleep.

Let alone normal people, it’s no problem to take a few trips back and forth, but as for professionals?

Staying in the car all the time will not cause much consumption of mental power. After all, the mental power of professionals will be passively restored, and one unit cannot be consumed. "

"I probably understand what you mean. Let hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in Red Maple City, and even those hundreds of thousands of slaves, take the bus, so that the mental power that will be restored every day can be handed over to you for you to collect.

"

"Smart, but my goal is not Red Maple City, but the entire Morse Kingdom.

Well, although my Mage Association is only a small association limited to Red Maple City, I think the guilds in other cities should give me some face."

Mo Lan turned his head and looked at the dozens of mage towers outside the window and said slowly.

"But you still have a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Ordinary people and slaves are not me. They will pass this ball into a magic weapon that swallows their souls. Anyway, they will not accept this, let alone let it stick to their eyebrows. They will resist this.

If you can't solve this problem, you won't be able to collect their mental power. Well, you probably don't want to use force."

"This is indeed a very big problem."

Mo Molan thought so.

"The imprisonment of thinking is the greatest bondage, and it is more difficult to escape than any formal bondage."

Black Crow nodded when he heard this.

"Right."

"Yes, but what does it have to do with me?"

Mo Lan said doubtfully, and Black Crow was stunned when he heard this.

"I've solved everything, so why bother asking you to do it? I'm bored because I have nothing to do. Or do I think I can give it to you for free if I have money?"

Black Crow couldn't help but fell into deep thought after hearing this. There seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said.

"That makes sense."

Black Crow nodded.

"It does make sense."

Mo Lan said casually.

"Of course, I can also give you some small suggestions so that you can develop in this direction.

First, make good use of your identity as the leader of the Black Crow Gang. Please, don't forget that you are a gangster.

Second, feed a stick with a sweet date. You should be more familiar with these methods than me, right?"

The black crow fell into deep thought again.

Mo Lan seemed to have said something, but seemed not to have said anything, but he did say something after all.

"I probably understand what you mean, but I still have a lot of questions about your concept. Can you match me with a..."player"?"


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