Doomsday Jigsaw Game

(Defensive reputation: The currency figures involved in this chapter are quite exaggerated. I have also learned about topics such as how much money is currently in the world. However, because the figures are not shocking enough, I have almost only supplemented some of the wealth of the world. The bill supplement that may appear in the cyberpunk worldview does not need to be true. If it is true, you will always win.)

A huge black mist emerged, as if black clouds in the sky were falling vertically.

It was as if the dark mountains were beginning to approach like a wave.

Under the black fog, countless evils are constantly pouring into this city.

Just fighting these evil depravities, Nie Chongshan also had to expend a considerable amount of physical strength.

And it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be several powerful fusions in the process of fusion.

The most important thing is that that huge hand gave Nie Chongshan fear.

Today's Nie Chongshan is so brave.

But looking at the hand with his mouth full of green mucus flowing between his lips and teeth, he felt an evil breath reaching the bottom of his heart.

Unlike all the monsters before, this kind of breath carries a strong sense of oppression.

The huge hand kept approaching, the other end of the hand was submerged in the black mist, and it was still impossible to see the body in the black mist.

"What kind of monster is this? Can I really stop it?"

Before the battle started, he had already expressed strong doubts about himself.

This is still the self after fusion with Liu Mu. If it is the self before, has he been completely shocked?

There was a faint voice coming from a distance, seeming to come from the many mouths on that giant hand.

With these faint voices alone, Nie Chongshan felt his body resist.

"Their purpose of going to this city...must be to destroy the tower."

"I should cut them off."

The demon's wings vibrated, and Nie Zhongshan cheered up and assumed a fighting posture.

A violent fighting spirit emerged, and he was like a lone boat under the dark waves.

He seemed to be about to go against the waves, and confront the giant hand.

But just when he was about to rush to the opponent, as the talent of the top combat system, he felt that this was extremely stupid.

The strong sense of crisis made Nie Chongshan calm down instantly.

He was not timid, but at the moment he was preparing to sprint, he seemed to have seen his death in battle.

"calm…"

"How easy it is to die, not to mention that it is not ashamed to die in battle...

"But now I...have not yet completed Liu Mu's entrustment."

A few minutes ago, Nie Chongshan absolutely couldn't imagine that this sudden black fog and that huge strange hand could make him fall into this kind of self-doubt.

Obviously the battle hasn't started yet, but I already felt fear.

He still has the intent to fight, but through experience, Nie Chongshan can feel the irreparable gap between himself and the monster.

Although I really want to fight against this kind of strong, although I am eager for a peak contest—

But now Nie Chongshan knew very well that he was dying happily, and he would just be ashamed of Liu Mu when he went to hell.

"I can't die here... This enemy is beyond imagination. Instead of dying here meaninglessly, it's better to save as many people as possible before you die."

Nie Chongshan recalled Liu Mu's words-you must guard like a shield in front of Wu Jiu.

At the same time, a scene of the last fist confrontation with Liu Mu appeared in his mind, and Nie Chongshan gritted his teeth:

"At least send out information!"

With a huge sense of oppression approaching, Nie Chongshan made up his mind. Faced with this unknown giant hand and the horrors in the dark mist, he made a decision that was not in line with his personality—

Evacuate.

Before the great fear descends on the tower, tell Bai Wu and others what you have seen.

Although Nie Chongshan didn't think-this was an opponent that humans could face.

He waved his wings, the black rock-like bone wings flapped, and his figure walked towards the tower at extremely fast speed.

In the next second, Nie Chongshan's original location was shrouded in black mist.

He didn't know what it meant, but he knew very well that if he hesitated, he might not even be able to transmit information.

…

…

The world outside the fog, an unknown place.

In the Zhao family refuge deep underground, a new guest was ushered in.

The head of the guest shines like a light bulb. But the suit and leather shoes, the look of killer temperament makes Lao Zhao feel very difficult.

A huge refuge of thousands of square meters has stored a lot of supplies.

This is also the crystallization of the wisdom of the Zhao family for seven hundred years, which is used to fight the doomsday.

It can shield biological perception, create chaotic magnetic fields, and is spacious enough.

Its internal environment can completely form a pseudo-ecological circle.

Even if there is no food stored, it can sustain the life of four people for decades.

Of course, there were also a lot of supplies here.

Lao Zhao, Jiang Ling, Tang Jing, and Xu Ling originally planned to stay in the refuge, relying on these, waiting for the end of the end.

They have done what they can do.

But in the face of the doomsday, a top rich man, a sequencer who can draw cards, a fold from a farm, and a computer genius cannot do more.

Now they can only wait.

But not long ago, because of a phone call, the shelter abandoned four-fifths of the supplies.

In the shortest time, make use of the relationship between Jiang Ling and No. Zero, use all resources, search, and collect cash.

Now, the person who checks the cash is here.

This bald killer man standing in the hall of the Zhao’s underground refuge is just a piece in Bai Wu’s eyes that may be useful, but useless and irrelevant—

The money is one heart as the name suggests.

Lao Zhao didn't know at the beginning, why did Bai Wu let himself collect money?

What is the meaning of money in the last days?

Until Qian Yixin arrived, Lao Zhao still didn't know.

Especially...Although the money has no meaning, it still hurts him to transfer all the money now to Qian Yixin.

It's just that Bai Wu's magical powers are so vast that he finally convinced Old Zhao.

He decided to accompany Bai Wulang.

It is quite troublesome to trade with the evil deeds and prove that their assets have been given to the evil deeds. Qian Yixin must have an identity recognized by the judicial system.

Fortunately, for Jiang zero and zero, it is very simple.

Now the two of them have only the last contract left.

According to the process of perfect distortion entry and contract spirit, establish a new contract, Qian Yixin will become the richest person.

But Lao Zhao didn't know this, so he was very curious:

"The money is ready. The question is, how do you take away the money?"

Old Zhao looked at Qian Yixin.

This problem also troubled Tang Jing, Xu Ling, Jiang Ling and others.

Because the amount of money is really amazing.

The wealth collected by Old Zhao is nothing compared to the wealth collected by the zero helper Zhao, but even so, even the paper money and cash in the refuge are almost impossible to carry away by manpower.

Qian Yixin's heart was beating.

He tried his best to keep himself a cold killer temperament, not to make himself look too excited.

Although as a top killer, he is immune to a considerable amount of money.

But from this ultra-standard refuge, he still saw the magnanimity of the Zhao son in front of him.

"Cough cough... I... cough cough..."

I was so excited that there was sputum in my throat. After clearing his throat, Qian Yixin said:

"Can I ask first, how much have you prepared?"

Old Zhao nodded, he was more calm than Qian.

"According to your boss, he asked me to collect as much cash as possible."

"However, the concept of cash is very broad because of the emergence of some bills."

"Although time is limited and there is very little cash that can be collected on land, according to big data analysis, the end is suddenly coming."

"In the era of data, most people's money is in the vaults of various banks. Using some of Zhao's methods, we analyzed the top six banks with the largest cash business transactions and started investigating."

"With the help of Zero, everything went smoothly, and the vault blasting work was not hindered."

Vault blasting?

Good guy, Qian insists on calling good guys. His heart beat faster and faster.

"But it's a pity that because time is very limited, the money transferred is not much. After all, when your boss notified us, it was just over a day away."

"We have used all the collection equipment that the Zhao family can call. The ones that can be collected are still very few. However, it is worth mentioning that under the influence of the bill I mentioned earlier, the zero number of cash that is defined as'broad' can help. We raised a lot."

Old Zhao paused and said with a very strange expression:

"Probably in the 1960s, various countries passed the new "New International Trade Act" in order to make better transactions and avoid inflation, and to trade large amounts of paper money."

"Its main content is to commoditize some things that are state-owned, and can directly replace currency transactions, such as land, aircraft carriers, and satellites, with the agreement of various countries and major enterprises. Of course, it is far more than these things. "

"In short, the rule of bartering has caused us not to have a lot of paper money in our hands, but if the real thing can be counted as the cash in your boss's mouth, there will be a lot of cash."

"This is also the reason why the Zhao family can get so many satellites."

"And with the completion of No. 0's mechanical descent, various countries quickly reassessed the value of some high-tech products a few months ago, which also made the Zhao family's fortune turn over a lot."

"As for the specifics—"

Old Zhao fell into thinking, then frowned and said:

"Forget it, just treat me like a poor word, I can't describe this amount of money."

Qian was dry-hearted and suffocated, but he couldn't stop listening to old Zhao's eloquence.

So Lao Zhao said another currency:

"Next is gold. As early as 700 years ago, my Zhao family was already the world's top rich family, so we united many families and passed the "New Gold Act". Of course, it is now called the "Combined Gold Act." "

"You come from the fog, so you don't know the meaning of this bill. In short, this bill is very beneficial to my Zhao family."

"It is complementary to the previous "International Trade Act". It is another kind of supplement. It is actually the same in nature, allowing many goods to be directly converted into gold, and ultimately realizing bartering between countries. The difference is that these goods are often more precious. , The value will not be easily changed by currency"

"And most of the gold on the market... basically belongs to my Zhao family."

"This is also one of the early confidence of the Zhao family.

"So under one contract, I can transfer all of them to you, not only here, but also all of the Zhao family's properties in other banks."

Old Zhao was silent, his expression a little painful.

Because under the cracking of Number Zero, he is now equivalent to owning all the property in the world.

These properties are not just paper money, gold.

Because the two bills mentioned by Zhao: "New International Trade Act" and "Joint Gold Act"—

It also makes land, technology patents, various buildings, various weapons...In short, all items in the world are marked with prices, which are equivalent to cash.

These bills were also promoted by the Zhao family, but the bills were of little value.

At that time, countries passed this bill only to facilitate transactions and barter.

But its use is also extremely limited.

After all, if you clearly mark the price of a missile, ordinary people can't afford it and dare not buy it.

People who can afford it and actually buy it will also have other laws and safety regulations to let them spit it out.

Therefore, the bill is only to facilitate transactions at the national level.

But no one thought that these bills, in such a world where there is no government but only evil and human beings, would make money cheap.

Because now... the top executives of various countries don't care about the figures in the treasury at all, and the various human regimes have existed in name only.

Today's old Zhao is equivalent to putting a price on the whole world and then giving it to the bald head in front of him.

Qian Yixin listened to the description of the property so close to thousands of words, and felt that the money was really terrifying, and subconsciously asked:

"Just tell me, how many ten thousand is it converted into Shengguo's common currency seven hundred years ago?"

After Lao Zhao, Jiang Ling, Tang Jing, and Xu Ling watched these words, they all looked at Qian Yixin at the same time.

Just like watching a local roe deer, Qian was stunned:

"Why look at me like this?"

"Even in Shengguo 700 years ago, the unit of measurement is not 10,000, right? Change the unit." Old Zhao said angrily.

Qian Yixin's hands trembled:

"How many hundred million?"

Old Zhao was suddenly disappointed. If the other party's goal is only 100 million, then why should he be so serious.

He probably guessed that maybe this person can make money show a different way, but what can be done if the unit is billions of money?

Seeing Lao Zhao's expression, Qian swallowed his throat wholeheartedly, his throat stirred:

"How much is it?"

Old Zhao glanced at Jiang Ling:

"The math problem is handed over to you."

Jiang Ling nodded: "I have roughly calculated that the Shengguo currency at the time was not very valuable. If it were converted into the purchasing power of one yuan of the Shengguo currency at the time, the amount we currently raised would be about 1,400 if the fraction is erased. Sixteen Beijing."

"Mr. Qian Yixin, shall we sign the contract directly? The money is yours, but how do you take it away?"

Qian Yixin's mind was a little confused, only to see what Jiang Ling and Lao Zhao kept talking.

But he couldn't hear the sound, his tinnitus rang, but the number was in his mind.

One thousand four hundred and twenty-six Beijing.

What unit is this?

He vaguely remembered that this seemed to be an astronomical unit of measurement.

A unit of measurement used in the micro or macro domain.

At this moment, a long series of numbers popped up in Qian Yixin's mind.

After a long time, Qian Yixin came to his senses:

"Mr. Qian?"

"Mr. Qian, are you okay?" Tang Jing shook Qian Yixin's hand.

Qian Yixin's eyes widened suddenly:

"Okay! Very good! It's better than ever!"

Qian Yixin patted his face with his hands, looked excited, and said loudly:

"As long as it belongs to me...but we have to sign a contract. My ability is that the more money I get, the stronger the power I get when I complete this contract!"

When Old Zhao heard this, he suddenly realized.

It turned out that Bai Wu asked to collect money here?

The abilities of these depraved or sequencers are really strange...

Just to what extent can this ability be achieved?

Qian was full of excitement.

Perfect distortion entry, contract spirit.

This term has not exerted its due power, because the money that money can get with one heart is always limited.

The specific content of the entry is to establish a contract first, and you must execute this contract.

As for the money, it can bring power bonuses during the execution of the contract during the effective period of the contract-no upper limit.

The demand for money must be cash recognized in the world.

Bai Wu thinks that cash represents paper money and gold, but this world bill, plus the help of the zero number in this special period—

Qian Yixin holds amazing cash in his hand.

If there is no support for these bills, or even if there is, but the end has not come, and the governments of various countries are not in exile, then it is impossible for Zhao to collect so much money.

But now, in the hands of Old Zhao, he is dragging the world.

This is also the reason why Lao Zhao's meat hurts.

Of course, if the money was given to Bai Wu or No. 0, Lao Zhao would be a lot easier.

He knows the abilities of White Mist and Zero

But the bald head in front of him seemed to be reliable at first, but now looking at the excitement of the bald head, Lao Zhao asked a question mark in his heart.

Only money knows what it means.

"So what contract are you going to make?"

"Since it is to guard the tower, the content of the contract is to successfully guard the tower and defeat all invaders."

Qian single-mindedly made up his mind.

Although this sentence sounds like a fairy tale—

But for some reason, Tang Jing actually felt a miraculous rise.

This bald eldest brother seems to be able to do this.

In Tang Jing's previous experience, he went through such a period in the game-he became a warrior and climbed the magic tower, but was eventually defeated by the devil.

Then Tang Jing re-examined the game and found the true warrior, and found that he was just a collector.

The goal is to bring all kinds of equipment, awaken the real warrior, and then give everything to the real warrior.

At that moment, Tang Jing was a little lost, as if he was making wedding dresses for others.

Later, he thought that he was the collector, and the master was the true brave.

The meaning of one's own existence is to move the master out of the fog.

But at this moment, Tang Jing suddenly changed his mind.

How similar is everything in front of you to the revelation in the game?

Under the guidance of a certain hero, the Zhao family worked hard to accumulate wealth for 700 years.

The passage of various bills during the period made the Zhao family wealthy.

Finally, the demon king came, and Zhao collected all the wealth, but found that wealth had no effect on the demon king.

However, Qian Yixin is like the real brave man, those things that have no effect on Lao Zhao, at this moment...play a different role from Lao Zhao.

Maybe it is not the big people who save the world, but the neglected little people...I don’t know?

At exactly this time, the computer in Jiang Ling's hand made a beep, and Jiang Ling said:

"Your actual identity has been established, all procedures have been completed, money first... boss, now you are the richest person in the world!"

"You are rich now... No, from the perspective of trading, you are the world!"

Qian Yixin couldn't hear what others were saying.

It was like a vampire that had been air-dried for thousands of years, and suddenly fell into a pool of blood.

It was like a dry river bed that instantly ushered in the collapse of the Tianhe River.

It was like a faint flame again, and suddenly encountered an endless sea of ​​oil!

Qian Yixin’s power is like a dust that suddenly begins to expand into a universe!

He let out a cry of pain, and the cry continued uninterrupted for more than ten seconds!

But in this process, the golden light wrapped the money in one heart, and he was as hot and dazzling as a sun!

Tang Jing, Lao Zhao, Xu Ling, and Jiang Ling all closed their eyes subconsciously.

The consciousness of the four of them was blood red...for a long time they did not dare to open their eyes.

Until suddenly, the shouting disappeared.

When only pitch black remained in their eyes, the four slowly opened their eyes.

The money is gone. It was like a sun suddenly appeared next to him, then broke through the shackles of space and went to an unknown distance.

"He disappeared?"

"Where did this go?"

"do not know…"

"He seemed to be in pain just now, will he be okay?"

The four people looked at each other, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't know what to say.

Finally, Zhao spoke:

"Tang Jing, do you say that our efforts will be effective?"

Old Zhao was actually very puzzled.

Seven hundred years ago, someone asked his ancestors to continuously collect wealth. For seven hundred years, although the Zhao family had been born out of Yaozi, it has finally made it to the position of the world's richest man step by step.

Now... everything is gone.

If it is not uncomfortable, it must be false.

"A good businessman will get a huge return for every penny he spends. Little people like us will definitely play a role in this war!"

There was light in Tang Jing's eyes:

"Boss Zhao, don't worry. I believe Qian Yixin him..."

"We will certainly not disappoint our expectations!"