Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in front of the computer, flashed all kinds of ideas to make money in his mind.

There are many quick and efficient strategies, but none of them are in line with his spiritual path.

If you act rashly, I am afraid that it will be easy to give birth to demons in the future.

"Old Tang, is there any way to make money quickly?"

"Of course not, if there is, will I not go?"

Lu Ming is not supporting.

What's wrong with you? How can a person who is hundreds of years old suddenly be so immature.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong with him, and quickly checked his status again.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Wait a minute......

I see.

After returning to this realm, the memories of this realm came to mind, so my thinking was slightly affected, and it was fine.

"Obviously, you're still in school, don't think about it so much. I'll tell you, hunters are a chattering business, and they often deal with some strange things, so don't just mess with them. ”

Old Tang was earnest, trying to convince his few friends not to enter this business casually.

"I'll tell you, I'm a bit of a special ability. In general, if there is a task on the forum that no one else can handle, it is when I go out. It's all something that isn't dangerous.

But if you look at the relatively high remuneration here, they basically have to work hard. Just look at it, but don't get your brain pumped. If you're really short of money, I can lend you some. Well...... A few hundred dollars is fine. ”

"Well, I'm just looking. I'm still in high school, so I'm not going to joke with my life. ”

Lu Mingfei appeased Old Tang, then tapped his finger and registered an account, ID: huashen.

Then he began to scate through the posts in the forum, and he was very fast, his right hand controlling the mouse to pull down at an even speed, his gaze sliding like a scanner, and then the next one.

In just a few moments, he skimmed through the top-ranked posts word for word.

He found some interesting things on the site, such as "Elixir of Immortality", "Philosopher's Stone", and "Alchemy".

Since he had been covered by the blood of a demon beast, it was clear that these words had their true meanings.

In addition to that, there was a task post that met his requirements and caught his attention.

It was a post that basically went unanswered because the task post was very unprofessional.

Hunter websites have a variety of businesses such as tomb robbing, transportation, invasion, raiding, and finding pets, and this post is just a post looking for a healer.

It is required to cure advanced lung cancer and pay 10 million RMB.

Incurable disease to seek medical advice and medicine to the hunter online came.

Except for a few nonsense messages, there is not a single hunter who posted, indicating that no one took this task.

After all, advanced lung cancer is an incurable disease in this world, and hunters will not take on such a fundamentally unfinished task, which can be regarded as a trivial respect for the poster.

The corners of Lu Mingfei's mouth rose slightly.

As an immortal cultivator, he had not been born with a disease for hundreds of years, and he knew nothing about modern medicine.

But curing lung cancer is just a matter of life for him.

This method of making money, he naturally thought about it.

However, even if he had the means to reach the heavens, it would be difficult for him to gain the trust of others without revealing his identity as an immortal cultivator, let alone treating patients.

After all, normally speaking, as soon as he says that he can cure it, he will be blasted out by others.

If he runs slowly, he will even be arrested by the police and accused of practicing medicine without a license.

Now all of this has been solved.

Being able to post on the hunter's website shows that the other party has reached the point where he is in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Being able to come up with a reward of 10 million means that the other party has tried all the treatments that can be used.

At this time, it is already a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Naturally, he was able to see patients and try to diagnose and treat them with ease.

Lu Mingfei tapped his finger, posted directly, and pasted his resume.

His resume is simple, just one sentence.

[I can cure it, send an email if you believe it.] 】

In addition, he didn't even leave his mobile phone number.

Of course, he doesn't have a cell phone.

He then switches through the post and continues to browse, hoping to find more interesting information.

Before he could finish scanning the next post, an email appeared in the upper right corner.

The other party was obviously waiting all the time, and he could imagine the scene of refreshing the web page from time to time when the danger was at stake.

Sure enough, it was the person who rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and the other party didn't talk much nonsense, and directly sent the location, and attached the medical records, asking Lu Mingfei to send the account and offline contact information.

But Lu Mingfei didn't have his own independent account at all, and he didn't have a mobile phone.

Of course, he could ask the other party to pay cash, but this money, he wanted to use as a reward for finding the girl, and if the cash was in cash, it was not conducive to the transaction.

After a moment's silence, he began to edit the email.

Ask the other party to pay 100,000 cash, and the rest will be transferred to the designated account after he completes the task.

Lu Mingfei was not worried about the other party's default.

clicked send, and the other party quickly replied, saying that 100,000 cash would be given as a gift, and the reward would remain the same.

There was no lack of pleading in the words, and it seemed that the sentence of waiting until the treatment was completed before paying them gave them inexplicable confidence.

In the end, the other party asked when Lu Mingfei would arrive and expressed his willingness to facilitate Lu Mingfei's travel.

Just as Lu Mingfei was typing and replying, an aunt's shout came from outside.

"Buy a carton of discounted milk, half a pound of Cantonese sausages, and then go see if there is a reply. Every day, I know when to play on the computer and when I can have some interest. Don't forget to buy the latest issue of "Novel Painting", Narusawa wants to read. Don't go yet!"

"Here we are."

Lu Mingfei coped with it, and then replied to the other party by typing: It's here today, the dark gold robe.

Exit the website, turn off the computer, push open the door, and go down to the residential building.

Looking at the traffic and buildings outside, with high-rise buildings, Lu Mingfei was in a trance.

Seven hundred years have passed, and now it is back to modernity.

Walking on the path that he had walked countless times, he found a convenience store with ease, and then walked to the newsstand with a carton of discounted milk and half a pound of Cantonese sausages.

"Ming Fei, I heard that you are going to study abroad?" The newspaper seller asked casually while shaking his fan.

"If there is, just try your luck."

Lu Mingfei let go of his mind and let himself control his actions in the past.

He bought a copy of "Novel Painting" and was about to leave.

"Ming Fei, the new issue of "Home Computers and Games" has also arrived, don't you want to take a look?"

The uncle shouted.

Lu Mingfei turned around, looked at it, and walked over to pick up the magazine that used to be prostituted for nothing every time.

Looking at the coser on the book cover and the news of the release of various games, Lu Mingfei showed a smile.

"Thank you, uncle, I won't watch it this time."

After saying that, he turned around in style.

Even if the memories of those years are vivid, he is not the road of yesterday after all.

The uncle shook the pu fan, his face full of puzzlement.

In fact, he doesn't care about Lu Mingfei's white prostitution magazines, when Lu Mingfei is reading, they can still chat and fart, and pass the boring time after retirement.

Only this time, looking at Lu Mingfei's back.

For some reason, he felt that Lu Mingfei's figure seemed to be a lot taller.

"I'm getting old, and my eyes are not good."

He shook his fan and hummed an unknown tune.