In fact, there is no need for Mahaku to take the initiative to help spread, the legend of the Ghost Shadow Forest has been spread among everyone.

After all, the loss of two people's hands is not a trivial matter, although human life is not valuable in this era, but the two people who lost their arms are important figures in the caravan, so the spread is naturally more extensive.

It's just that when Mahaku hears the rumors of these people on the street, how can he feel so strange.

"Did you hear that? There is a ghost in a nearby forest that specializes in eating people, and if you don't give him the possessions you carry, you will be eaten. ”

"But isn't it, look at those two, usually a lot of scenery, now one has no hand and one hand left, I'm afraid I can't continue to work in the caravan, I guess, I'm going to go home to retire."

"Oh, if you want me to say that I have to provoke some ghosts, I have become like this."

"You be quiet, don't be heard, he is still the head of the caravan, let's not be too simple before leaving office."

When Mahaku heard this, he understood in an instant that the legend of the Ghost Forest seemed to have gone astray.

It is no longer a forest that can fulfill wishes and follow an equivalent exchange, as it was created before, but a forest with terrifying monsters.

In this way, Mahakuro is in a hurry. There's no way, it's not spread as the system wants, and it doesn't give points. Mahaku couldn't watch as the points that originally belonged to him slipped away in the rumors of deviation.

"Something has to be done to change this." Mahaku thought secretly in his heart.

But it's not easy to change, it is rumored to be a beast, and when this beast is released, the next consequences are beyond one person's control. Even the creator of the story, Mashiro, is the same.

"So, we have to set a model!"

Suddenly, Mahaku thought of the key to this solution.

Although it is not known how, the message of fair trade was not disseminated among these people, and it is likely that those who were given the opportunity to trade themselves suppressed the message and directed the message to the cannibalistic forest.

Therefore, if Mashiro wants to solve this legend, which has been slightly off the center, he can only set up a typical example to solve it.

The so-called typical refers to the beneficiaries of fair trade.

"There is, the system can exchange the advanced transformation technique, the shadow clone technique." Mahaku said silently in his heart.

"Successfully redeemed "The Secret of the Uchiha" and "Galloping Lightning", the remaining points are currently 1223." A prompt from the system emerges from Mashiro's eyes.

That's right, after saving more than 10,000 points for so long, there are just over 1,000 left after just exchanging two pieces of information.

There is no way, these two things are this expensive. The price of the advanced transformation technique is still understandable, but the price of a single shadow clone technique is actually more expensive than the basic thunder escape, which is outrageous.

I don't know how the system calculates, all Mahaku can do is accept, after all, the final interpretation is on the side of the system.

After exchanging these two things, Mahaku can also carry out the next things to do.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

With a bang, someone exactly like him appeared next to Mahaku.

Then, Mahaku commanded the shadow clone to use the advanced transformation technique that he had just redeemed.

After another puff of smoke, a one-eyed middle-aged man appeared in front of Mashiro.

The purpose of Mashiro doing this is naturally to let the shadow clone complete some things that are not good for himself.

After a few explanations, the shadow clone also took away all the finances obtained from the previous transaction of Mashiro and started his own actions.

Mashiro's idea is simple, that is, to make the shadow clone the spokesperson of the ghost forest.

So Mahaku gave him the characteristics of one eye, because of the principle of trading, if there is a gain, there must be a pay, the physical pay is something that everyone can see, and the eyes are the most obvious place for a person.

The character setting that Mashiro gave to the shadow clone is that he exchanged his eyes for the recipe for Coke.

If you want to be the face of the Ghost Forest, you have to live here, so opening a shop here is the best choice.

Originally, Mahaku wanted to follow the trend in the city and open a tavern, but after seeing that the cost of alcohol was so much more expensive than Coke, he dispelled this idea.

There is also a cost to consider in doing things, and besides, cola is a drink that does not exist in this world, so as a new one, it can bring a sense of freshness and arouse the desire of everyone to try.

So Mahaku also handed over the property he had obtained before to the shadow clone, and let him be responsible for the purchase of the store and other matters.

"Alas, sure enough, the shadow clone is really easy to use."

Lying on the bench in the square, Mashiro couldn't help but sigh.

Although the final fatigue of the shadow clone still has to be returned to himself, it is also a very cool thing to be able to not have to work by himself, and only accept the fatigue and the things that have been done.

In the evening, Mashiro finally doesn't have to sleep on the streets anymore. The shadow clone has pretty much everything in place. The store is a ready-made one, and you only need to change the brand to open directly.

"It's not my shadow clone, it's really as efficient as me."

Walking around the house, Mahaku said as he looked around the facilities in the store.

In one day, not only did I buy a store, but I also cleaned every trace of the store. Mahaku couldn't help but praise herself.

Although the work is done by the shadow clone, the fatigue is added to his body, so he rounds it up and does it himself.

"Now, that's all for today." Mahaku said that he also lifted the shadow clone.

A feeling of exhaustion was also transmitted to Zhenbai's body all of a sudden.

"It's been a busy day, and it's very tiring. Rest, the rest will be talked about tomorrow. ”

Just as Mahaku was about to clean up and go to bed, there was a sudden sound of a bell at the door.

Frightened, Zhenbai immediately became the image of a single middle-aged man before, after all, his own image was purchased here, and it was not appropriate for him to appear here.

After completing these actions, I looked back at the door, and it was still an old acquaintance.

That's right, the person who came has really seen it, the person who was cut off by himself before. Now the arm is simply bandaged, and there is faint blood oozing outward.

"Boss, have a drink." The visitor sat down at the counter as he spoke.

"I'm sorry, but there's no alcohol for sale here." Mashiro said to the man.

"Is that so, then... That's it. ”

The man didn't say anything about Mashiro's answer, but he didn't leave, but sat quietly at the counter.