After this incident, the expressions of the monks around him became gloomy, and worries appeared in their eyes. They were obviously thinking about whether what the young man said before was true.
If what the young man said is true, then they are in danger.
After all, most of the monks here are poor. If they can afford to take this low-class cabin, they have already pieced together all their wealth.
If the spacecraft still needs to store spirit stones in the future, they will be in a worrying situation.
Wang Fan's expression also darkened. Although he still had a lot of spiritual stones on his body, he couldn't withstand the squeeze from the spaceship.
What's more, if he can pay the spiritual stone every time, wouldn't it attract the attention of those spaceship stewards. If the other party becomes greedy, his ending will be equally bad.
Thinking of this, Wang Fan had no intention of staying outside anymore, but took Song Rumei back to the room. .??.
In fact, not only Wang Fan, but also the other monks outside had no interest in continuing to enjoy the scenery, and all returned to their respective rooms with worries.
After Wang Fan entered the room, he spoke a few words with Song Rumei and then fell into practice again.
He must adjust his condition as soon as possible, refine the position-breaking pill, and break through to the position. Only in this way will he have the ability to protect himself.
Without strength, there is nothing. Now Wang Fan has a deep sense of crisis. Only by improving his strength, the sense of crisis will become smaller and smaller.
Song Rumei knew what Wang Fan was worried about, so she obediently did not disturb him. Instead, she also sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, entering a state of cultivation.
Three days passed quickly. On this day, Wang Fan's condition had reached its peak. He was about to set up a formation barrier and start refining the position-breaking pill. Suddenly, there was a knock on his door.
Wang Fan's expression changed and he quickly opened the door. What caught his eye were two spaceship stewards.
One of the deacons glanced at Wang Fan and said coldly, "The spaceship was damaged some time ago, and we need to pay a repair fee of 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Please pay it."
Although the deacon said a word of "please", his expression was not at all polite, but more like a threat.
When Wang Fan heard this, his heart suddenly sank and he had a bad premonition.
He made a difficult expression on his face and said bravely, "My Lord Deacon, I have already paid for the room. I didn't say at the beginning that I would have to pay for the damage to the spacecraft."
"You didn't say it?" The deacon's face immediately changed after hearing this, "Why didn't you say it? You didn't listen carefully, right?"
"The 30 million you paid is just for the room fee. The spacecraft is so big and it has to fly for so long, it will inevitably suffer losses."
"Do you want us, the Hongdu Chamber of Commerce, to bear this loss ourselves? Our spaceship serves you, and it is reasonable for you to pay for the maintenance costs."
"What's more, charging each of you 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones is already very kind. Do you know how much it costs to repair this spaceship each time?"
The deacon's voice was very cold, as if he was taking it for granted.
Wang Fan almost vomited blood when he heard this.
He has seen shameless people, but he has never seen such shameless people.
A mere hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, although it is indeed nothing to Wang Fan, but if he takes it out happily, the other party will inevitably think that he is rich. Once the other party has malicious intentions, his end will be even worse.
So Wang Fan could only hold back his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Deacon, can you give me three days? After three days, I will definitely pay."
"Okay, three days is all it takes. If you can't hand it over in three days, don't blame us for expelling you from this spaceship." The deacon nodded.
Head, leave a word, and then turn around and leave with the other person.
As soon as they left, Wang Fan's expression turned completely gloomy. This was indeed a black ship, but he had to lower his head even though he was under the eaves.
"What should we do? Should we really hand over these 100,000 spirit stones?" Song Rumei looked at Wang Fan's sad expression and couldn't help but ask.
Wang Fan nodded, "I must pay it, but not now. I have to go out and see if I can sell some pills."
Wang Fan said and left the room directly.
After he walked out of the room, he saw a lot of monks sitting outside. Each of those monks had sad faces, obviously something had happened.
Through their conversation, Wang Fan learned that in the past three days, they had also received news that they had to pay spiritual stones.
Even some monks who made it clear that they had no spare spiritual stones and would not continue to pay them had been forcefully taken away by the deacons. As for where those people were taken, no one knew.
Wang Fan didn't listen too much to their conversation. After identifying the direction, he ran directly towards the entrance of the third floor.
He wanted to go to the third floor to see if there was any elixir exchange so that he could sell some elixirs.
Wang Fan didn't know that when he was walking towards the entrance of the third floor, one of the two deacons who knocked on his door had already arrived in a room.
In that room, a middle-aged man was already waiting. This man was also wearing deacon's robes and was obviously a deacon.
If Wang Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was exactly the person who looked at him with greed in his eyes outside Bidu City.
"How is it? Did the boy pay 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones?" The middle-aged man saw the deacon coming in, smiled slightly, and asked.
"No, he said give him three
Days of time, and then pay. Brother Wen, are you mistaken? In my opinion, this person does not look like a wealthy person."
The deacon who had just entered couldn't help but frowned and said.
"Didn't pay?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing this, "That shouldn't be the case. According to my observation, this person does not seem to be a poor person. Did I make a mistake?"
He didn't wait for the man to speak, waved his hand, and continued, "Continue to observe him for a while. I don't believe that I will be wrong. I don't believe that he has no spiritual stone on his body. If my guess is correct, this person must be in
Pretending.”
"Okay." The man nodded and left the room without saying anything else.
After the man left, the middle-aged man couldn't help but murmured, "Boy, I don't believe it, you don't have any spiritual stones on your body anymore."
"It's because of you that I applied for a transfer to this low-class cabin with great difficulty. Wouldn't it be a big loss if I don't get the spiritual stone? When I find the opportunity, I will definitely capture you and conduct a thorough search."
The middle-aged man murmured and gradually closed his eyes.
At this time, Wang Fan had arrived at the entrance to the third floor, but before he could enter, he was stopped by a deacon.
"Stop, that's the third floor. You're not qualified to enter." The deacon who stopped Wang Fan was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His tone was cold and he looked at Wang Fan with disdain.
Wang Fan was startled for a moment, then he quickly clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Master Deacon, someone wanted to collect the spirit stones earlier, saying it was for the cost of repairing the spaceship."
"But I really can't get it out from below, so I want to go to the third floor to see if I can sell some elixirs."
"Elixir?" After hearing this, the deacon narrowed his eyes and said directly, "What kind of elixir? Take it out and take a look?"
Wang Fan sneered inwardly, but on the surface he did not dare to neglect and quickly took out two third-level pills.
