I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 638 - 454: Interest_2

Director Wu had brought him to the set early in the morning, and he had been sitting by this very table from the start. He had noticed the stains on it long ago but hadn’t bothered with them. It wasn’t until Xia Liang told him not to get the tablecloth dirty that he finally flipped it over.

This meant that for several hours—perhaps even before he had arrived on set—Xia Liang had calculated everything. All of his reactions, all of his thoughts... none of it had escaped Xia Liang’s perception.

This is all too incredible. Wu Jiasheng shivered at the thought. If he hadn’t experienced it for himself, he never would have believed Xia Liang possessed such abilities. But now, he finally understood why his father and Brother Wu Chao held Xia Liang in such high regard.

After this realization, he felt he no longer dared to meet Xia Liang’s gaze. After all, if I just look him in the eye, he might see everything I did last night! That’s terrifying!

Although this was his fear, Wu Jiasheng was young, bold, and fearless. After taking half an hour to calm himself, he marched straight toward Xia Liang, wanting to ask how he had managed to do all that.

Seeing Wu Jiasheng approaching from a distance, Xia Liang couldn’t help but chuckle.

The day after calling Director Wu to save Wu Jiasheng, Xia Liang had opened the System to check on the young man’s profile. At the time, Xia Liang hadn’t thought Wu Jiasheng was still in danger and had only divined his fate for the next three days. That was how he knew what would happen today, prompting him to send a text to Wu Tong yesterday, instructing her to prepare a tablecloth with writing on it. It was only when he arrived today that Xia Liang discovered Wu Jiasheng’s lifeline was still set to disappear in two days, which forced his hand to eliminate the hidden threat completely.

However, his intervention didn’t alter Wu Jiasheng’s predicted actions for the day. That was why he had suggested playing a game. After all, what better way is there to make someone believe in you than to show them a power they can’t comprehend?

"Master Xia, what did you just say? You know some specialty actors?" Director Wu asked excitedly as Xia Liang’s gaze shifted from the approaching Wu Jiasheng.

This was because Xia Liang had just come over to watch the actors playing zombies, and after seeing their terrible performance, he couldn’t help but remark that their acting wasn’t good enough and that he knew some top-notch talent.

After hearing Director Wu’s question, Xia Liang nodded. "My actors might not be great at other roles, but when it comes to playing zombies, I’m afraid you won’t find better performers in all of Xiangjiang."

As he spoke, a hint of helplessness flickered in Xia Liang’s eyes. He had come over earlier to watch the actors playing zombies, and their performance was so bad he couldn’t stand it. He was a big fan of zombie movies, but unfortunately, Xiangjiang hadn’t produced a single decent one in twenty years. Now that one was finally in the works, he refused to let a bunch of lousy actors ruin it. As for the "specialty actors" he mentioned... well, they were the real deal, so to speak. *Cough, cough*...

"That would be fantastic! I’ve been worried sick about finding good specialty actors," Director Wu exclaimed. "But the scene in two days is a big one. It requires several thousand zombies to form an army and attack the leads. I’m not sure if you have enough people, Master Xia. If not, I can supplement them with some extras."

"Several thousand?" Xia Liang paused for a moment. He quickly estimated if his Spiritual Power was sufficient to control that many corpses simultaneously. After a few moments, he nodded at Director Wu. "Several thousand is no problem. My friend has nearly ten thousand specialty actors available. However, you’ll need to deliver the costumes to my location tomorrow. The day after, I’ll bring the zombies over, already in full makeup and costume."

Xia Liang wasn’t exaggerating. His Spiritual Power could indeed control nearly ten thousand corpses at once. And I’m sure the Mass Burial Mound has at least that many bodies.

Hearing Xia Liang’s confirmation, Director Wu breathed a sigh of relief. Finding several thousand extras on his own would have been an immense hassle.

"Then I’ll be counting on you, Master Xia," Director Wu said.

Xia Liang simply smiled and nodded.

By now, Wu Jiasheng had finally arrived. After a moment’s hesitation, he spoke. "Who exactly are you?"

Hearing his blunt question, Xia Liang just chuckled softly. "Don’t you already know? I’m just a fortune-teller."

Seeing Wu Jiasheng’s puzzled and unconvinced expression, Xia Liang added, "However, I also know a bit of Taoist magic."

"You... you have Taoist abilities, too?" Wu Jiasheng’s expression went from stunned to utterly thrilled. Ever since he was a child, he had loved Xiangjiang’s zombie movies and was fascinated by anything related to Taoist priests and zombies. After what had just happened, he was completely convinced that Xia Liang was no mere charlatan but a man with truly terrifying power. And now, he was claiming to know Taoist magic. How could Wu Jiasheng not be excited?

Xia Liang patted him on the shoulder and then walked toward the set’s prop storage area. Without a hint of hesitation, Wu Jiasheng followed right behind him.

Watching them from a distance, Director Wu made no move to stop them. If Jiasheng can build a good relationship with Master Xia, it would be a great thing for our entire Wu family.

After a few steps, Xia Liang stopped beside the prop storage. In front of him were countless paper talismans and prop models of zombies, all intended for the film. Because of the previous incident, these were all just props, not real corpses from a hospital. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Seeing Xia Liang stop, Wu Jiasheng asked again, "Master... Master Xia, you just said you know Taoist magic. Is that true?" After recent events, his form of address for Xia Liang had respectfully changed to Master Xia.

Listening to him, Xia Liang just gave a faint smile without answering. He quietly took out a small bell with his left hand, and with his right, he pointed a finger at a stack of talismans lying on the ground about a meter away.

"Rise!"

At Xia Liang’s command, the entire stack of talismans shot into the air. They began to circle around him, floating one after another as if strung together by an invisible thread. Moving on their own without a breeze, they danced up and down around him.

I feel like I’ve stepped right into a movie... Wu Jiasheng’s mouth hung open, completely speechless. The talismans floated rapidly in a chain, head to tail. When he tried to reach out and touch one, it would dart away, effortlessly evading his hand.

Many people nearby had also noticed the commotion. Most wore expressions of pure shock, having no idea what was happening. Only a few who were close to Director Wu suspected that the man at the center of the swirling talismans, Xia Liang, was responsible for the unbelievable sight.

"Stop."

A few moments later, Xia Liang spoke again with a faint smile. As his voice fell, the countless talismans floated back down and settled into their original neat stack on the ground, as if nothing had ever happened. The only evidence was Wu Jiasheng, who stood beside him, still trembling with excitement.

Once the talismans had stopped, he rushed to ask, "Master Xia, can you teach me this? I want to learn, too!"

Hearing his eager plea, Xia Liang let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"What’s wrong? Am I not qualified?" Wu Jiasheng’s heart sank.

Xia Liang continued, "It’s not so easy to become my disciple. My standards are very high."