Chapter 979 Jiang Tianjun became a house slave
"Clearly understand!"
"I voluntarily take a loan..."
"I have carefully read and understood the above terms..."
Jiang Ding signed one document after another, and from time to time he had to make specific actions and speak specific words in front of the camera. After signing a bunch of high-quality documents, another pile of high-quality documents was sent over.
This situation has been going on for a month.
There are so many documents to sign!
Moreover, his spiritual consciousness can only be used to read documents and cannot answer questions on behalf of the borrower. Time and time again, he becomes numb.
However, every document must be read. This is a vital thing. It is not acceptable to just sign your name casually.
Fortunately, the pile in front of me is the last.
It took several hours for Jiang Ding to sign the last document.
"Okay, that's it."
Jinliu Tianjun put away the pile of documents and said with satisfaction: "Go back and wait for the notification. It will take many procedures and repeated confirmations from hundreds of departments. It will take at least ten years for the loan to arrive."
"Interest is calculated from the time the loan arrives."
"But please note that this is a special loan. Once it reaches your account, it will be allocated to Lianyun Airport Shipbuilding Industry Group for the construction of super carriers. You cannot use it casually."
he warned.
"Understood."
"Thank you, Senior Jinliu!"
Jiang Ding took the receipt and walked out of the Xianmen Central Bank in a daze. His pupils were dilated and he walked aimlessly on the street, feeling like he was in a dream.
"It feels weird."
"It's like someone else has taken on the mortgage."
Jiang Ding came back to his senses and calculated secretly: "Fifty trillion low-grade spiritual stones, with an interest of 0.1% per year, then I need... 50 billion low-grade spiritual stones every year."< br>
"Oh my God!"
"Kitahara's annual tax revenue is less than one-fifth of the interest!"
Jiang Ding's scalp went numb after thinking about it for a moment.
If a small thousand worlds, with tens of billions of mortals and immortal cultivators, took on such a loan, they would never be able to repay it for eternity and hundreds of millions of reincarnations.
This is still the most favorable interest rate, only 0.1%. No one can say that the interest rate is high.
"Don't panic, don't panic."
"I am very rich. With the income added to the seizure, I now have ten trillion low-grade spiritual stones, which is enough for many years of interest."
Jiang Ding comforted himself: "The momentum of industrial development in Dairi Tianchi is very strong. In a few decades, the annual revenue of 20 billion low-grade spiritual stones will not be a problem. After the unification of Beiyuan, various industries will be complete, and the annual tax revenue of 10 billion low-grade spiritual stones will be no problem." There should be.”
“Coupled with the donations from kind-hearted people and the bonuses from my usual part-time job and participating in various projects... I can still earn interest.”
"That's just enough interest."
Jiang Ding said a little dejectedly.
Since he began to practice, his money has been growing continuously. This is the first time he has experienced this state of losing money forever.
For a long time in the future, they will have to rely on the tens of trillions of low-grade spiritual stones they have saved. Refining the Taiqing Flying Sword also costs money.
"In two hundred years, the problem will not be big and we will not go bankrupt."
Jiang Ding calculated and felt more at ease: "During this period, I should pay more attention to the development of the Sun Gold Industry. The only way I can get out of the predicament now is probably here."
"The sword cultivators of the Immortal Sect have also developed, and the demand for swordsmanship-related industries is growing every year. In addition to my needs, the No. 1 Factory of Immortal Sun Yao Gold also has a turnover and profit of more than one billion low-grade spiritual stones every year. Hundreds of millions of low-grade spirit stones...although it’s not much, it’s a good sign.”
"When the number of Xianmen Sword Cultivators increases and their realm reaches a higher level, the consumption potential will further increase." After spending a lot of time adjusting himself, Jiang Ding recovered, left the streets of Xiandu, and flew into the sky.
But it was not flying to the home of Dairi Tianchi on the 33rd day, but flying to the dormitory of Jin Lingfeng, An Siyan and others.
After years of preparation, the two women finally reached the limit of the golden elixir, and the Nascent Soul Tribulation was just around the corner.
When Jiang Ding arrived at the place of crossing the tribulation, dark clouds were sweeping across the sky for hundreds of miles. There were thousands of golden elixir monks around to observe the crossing of the tribulation. Other than that, there was no one else.
There is no such thing as the Nascent Soul True Monarch.
An Siyan's parents were just foundation-building monks and passed away many years ago, leaving only memories.
Jin Lingfeng's mother, True Lord Yue Ling, like Lord Dinghai, Lord Zhang Junsheng, Lord Killer of Souls and others, entered the secret realm of slumber to wait for the opportunity to become a god.
The deep sleep of teachers and elders, the death of death.
The scene was relatively deserted.
Jiang Ding stood in the sky, watching a group of Jindan monks watching the ceremony, but did not come forward to disturb them and joined them.
Among the thousands of golden elixir monks, he only knew a dozen of them. He seemed to have met them in the realm war, but they were not very familiar with them. They had no common life memories and only met a few times.
Going up at this time can only be embarrassing and cause unnecessary psychological distress to the Golden elixir monks while they watch the monks survive the tribulation and gain experience.
"Is this... the reason why high-level immortal cultivators are always deserted and lonely..."
Jiang Ding sighed.
In the past, when he was going through tribulations and watching others going through tribulations, the gods-incarnating heavenly kings would just watch from afar, and he would not take it seriously.
Now, I understand what it feels like.
Boom!
A few months later, two calamity clouds thousands of kilometers apart almost simultaneously rained down thunder, and the two women's journey through calamity began.
Jiang Ding felt a little nervous and watched silently.
As time goes by, the Broken Pill turns into an infant, the Nascent Soul is born, the inner demon tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation come one after another. There are occasional thrills, but in the end, everything calms down.
The two women survived the Nascent Soul Tribulation without any danger.
Their qualifications and talents are strong enough. After many experiences in realm wars, they have received a large number of top-notch opportunities to conceive babies. Their background is constantly increasing. In fact, the possibility of problems is very small.
Jiang Ding carefully observed their Nascent Souls and showed satisfaction.
There is no doubt that he is a top-grade Nascent Soul, and because he once swallowed the Great Sun Soul Flame, the treasure of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, his background has been improved again, and a phantom-like divine ring appears around the Nascent Soul.
This is not the divine ring of heaven and earth. It can only be said that it is somewhat similar and has some functions.
But it is also a great achievement, and there is much more hope for becoming a god.
After all, the Great Sun Soul Flame is the most precious treasure of the Realm Master, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. It is a rare treasure of heaven and earth that can only be condensed every three hundred years in the Great Sun Swordsman. The Great Sun Sword Master of all generations has used this object to continuously train his top subordinates. In the future, The incarnation of the heavenly king.
The two women came out of seclusion and excitedly preached to the Jindan monks and shared their experiences.
Jiang Ding also listened attentively, and after the two women finished their work, he appeared to congratulate them and share his Nascent Soul experience with them.
Chatted for a long time.
"Jiang Ding,"
An Siyan was separated from the joy of being promoted to Nascent Soul, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that as your realm improves, you are getting farther and farther away from me."
"I feel the same way."
Jin Lingfeng also said.
(End of chapter)