But how did he make money? If he really had a good solution, would he have remained so destitute this whole way over, making a living by catching some river fish?
A blank expression on his face, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a bit hollow inside. After coming all this way, he suddenly found he was once again faced with the greatest dilemma he had faced on Earth. How to make f*cking money!
All of a sudden, Di Tou felt like returning to Earth wasn't such a good thing…
Of course, this feeling quickly faded. Alright, he had once heard a saying, there's no reason to feel despair, because no matter how bad the situation, you would get through it because you had to get through it. Either that, or you would die, and then you didn't have to worry about it anymore!
Hadn't he been fine on Earth? The money wasn't good, but it wasn't bad. As for making money here…
It was indeed a bit harder, but the biggest restriction was himself.
