"Hey, I thought it was something serious. No need to panic, Mr. Death, it's just some renovation going on somewhere."
"As for the Resurrection Coin matter... it's a big business I brought in for you. How about it, earning a lot, right?"
Shang Lin hadn't expected that those dead followers of the Ancient God could bring any value to the God of Death?
Isn't the God of Ecology just planting big mushrooms all over that world and farming battle achievements?
What high-quality death value could those dead kin of the Ancient God possibly produce?
Facing Shang Lin's nonchalant response, the God of Death widened his eyes, "Are you saying you brought in this business for me?"
"Renovation? Who renovates with tens of thousands of dead people!?"
"Are you an exterminator?"
"No! The death value from using Resurrection Coins frequently is not high because there's no fear left in their hearts, only fooling around, anyone normal would do that!"
