Overgod Ascension

"Boss, you should know that those things circulated in the main god's space, even the lowest props, will be popular in the real world, right?"

Gray Rat asked anxiously.

"Of course I know!"

Charles nodded.

To redeem the props is already a large expense, and to bring it from the main god space to the real world also requires a large handling fee. Sometimes the cost is even equal to or exceeds the purchase of the props themselves!

Therefore, many reincarnations have slandered that the main god must have vampire attributes.

Even so, as long as it is brought into the real world, there are still rich people, chaebols, and even countries who are willing to buy it.

If you calculate the economic value purely, it will definitely make more money than Charles exchanging gold.

But after he did several such transactions, he got into trouble as expected, causing the squirrel to be seriously injured and almost died. Therefore, Charles immediately gave up the idea of ​​​​this aspect.

Those national forces will not let go of any channel or clue to obtain extraordinary items. If they continue one by one and follow the clues, a large number of reincarnations will definitely be implicated.

Charles had thought of this problem early on, so he would rather endure the slow growth of wealth than have any more dealings with those forces.

But even so, he still redeemed several items that were very beneficial to ordinary people, and asked the squirrel to bring them to Mettler's family.

"I have already hinted at them clearly, but you know Mettler's wife, she is a vain woman who also likes to show off. She almost treats me as a cash machine..."

The squirrel complained: "After recently owing a debt due to her luxurious life, this woman actually wants to sell them on the black market..."

"Damn..."

Charles held his forehead, speechless.

"Because of that, she was immediately targeted!"

Gray Rat said frankly: "Originally it was just a gang. I wanted to deal with them alone, but when I got to their headquarters, I discovered that they were simply subordinates of the Kingdom's Black Club. I had already informed my superiors of the news. …”

When he said this, his tone was also very depressed.

Charles understands this very well. After all, no matter who encounters such a pig teammate, he will be quite crazy.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Cuofei knew that this squirrel was quite hardworking, and Charles also knew through the surveillance of other reincarnations that he had not done anything detrimental to the team in the real world. Otherwise, their team would have disposed of the squirrel and replaced him with another one. Obedient agent.

"Has the Kingdom's Black Club noticed the Mettler family?"

Charles stood up and sighed: "This is such sad news!"

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

the gray rat asked horrifiedly.

"Of course I'm going to solve the problem!"

Charles took his coat and put it on, speaking as casually as if he were going out for a shopping trip.

"This...but...the kingdom..."

The squirrel even stuttered a bit when he spoke.

It wasn't until this moment that he vaguely remembered that the guy in front of him was a man who had slaughtered cities and destroyed countries in countless reincarnations of the world. He killed people at every turn and had great telepathy. He was known as the king of telepathy.

In the real world, even if the power of telekinesis can only be used half, fighting against ordinary gangs or even small-caliber pistols is just like joking.

"Boss, please don't make any big news. One werewolf Siegel is enough..."

He said almost pleading.

"Don't worry, do you think that the power of us reincarnations lies in fighting and killing?"

Charles turned around and gave him a relieved smile. For some reason, the gray mouse felt even heavier.

…

The Mettler family villa.

This family has a widow and a pair of very cute twins. They moved here recently, but Mrs. Mettler seems to be very rich. She always wears the latest brand-name coats, and no one is the same.

All this naturally comes from the gift of the squirrel.

After getting a large sum of cash, Mrs. Mettler immediately fell into intoxicating materialistic desires, became intoxicated, was inactive all day long, and even her entire mental state became a little crazy.

If Charles saw this scene, he would definitely regret it very much.

"The latest fashions, cosmetics, cars..."

In the villa, Mrs. Mettler stared at the brochure with a burning light in her eyes.

"I want them!"

She said to herself, went upstairs again, opened a safe, and took out a black crystal necklace.

The black necklace shimmered with mysterious light, and just by holding it in your hand, a cool air seemed to flow from it.

"Since this is Mettler's relic, I naturally have the right to deal with it!"

When Squirrel handed these extraordinary props to her, his words were rather vague, let alone the specific value of these things.

Therefore, in Mrs. Mettler's eyes, they are just a few cherished accessories, and their styles are still quite outdated.

There is no need to hesitate to sell them in exchange for more gold coins.

"Did you know? Baby... there is a businessman who is willing to pay two hundred thousand gold dollars for you. Oh my god... that damn Mettler was a loser when he was alive. How could he have such a thing?"

This is one of Mrs. Mettler's worries.

She even suspected that her husband had been engaged in some illegal behavior before. The gray rat was his partner. Naturally, she felt a little hot and uneasy about what the other party gave her, and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

But he didn't know that if these things were really stolen, taking action rashly would bring huge trouble to himself.

Of course, Mrs. Mettler, who had been dazzled by many luxury goods at this time, would not care about this at all.

She hummed a light tune, put the black crystal necklace into her handbag, stepped on her high heels, and walked out of the door.

…

Inside a seemingly ordinary trading company, in the general manager's office.

"Boss, this is the information about the woman we are trading with today!"

The person in charge of the trading company was sweating coldly, staring uneasily at the boss who had come all the way.

The other party is a big shot in the Black Club, the general person in charge of this area, and his power is far beyond what he can match, but now he has come all the way to report the news.

"Hmm...a very ordinary woman. Her husband was named Mettler? He died in an accident?"

The leader in black obviously moved when he saw this.

"That's right!"

The person in charge wiped his sweat: "According to our estimation, this Mettler should be selected by that place and become a reincarnation!"

For them, the matter of the Lord God Space is no secret at all.

At present, the book "The World of Reincarnation" must be indispensable on the bedside bookcase of almost all powerful people.

There are even many people who actively seek death in order to obtain that illusory glimmer of opportunity.

It has to be said that this world is already crazy, and anything can happen.

"That necklace seems to have extraordinary power... It doesn't matter. I brought the latest detector this time. It can't be fake!"

The boss was obviously very satisfied with this discovery: "But this woman must be taken seriously, no! We have to seduce her step by step, make her fall into various shopping traps, and dig out her family fortune. Look, Let’s see what happens later!”

When he said this, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"As you command!"

The person in charge immediately saluted and assured.

"It is indeed a vicious plan!"

At this moment, an unexpected third person's voice suddenly appeared in the room.

"who?"

The person in charge immediately turned around cautiously and put his hand on his waist.

The leader who was sitting on the recliner also stood up and stared at the sudden intruder with a gloomy face.

The other person has a simple face and seems to be a little bald on his head, but his temperament is quite extraordinary and not like ordinary people.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

At this moment, on the leader in black, a meter suddenly sounded and made a sharp sound.

"The extraordinary detector responded. Are you an extraordinary person?!"

He immediately exclaimed.

"Huh? Is it a pretty good thing? It can actually sense my power!"

Charles was slightly surprised. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the meter automatically flew to his hand.

Seeing this scene, the two people from the Black Clothes Club had already determined that this guy must be the legendary reincarnation.

"You don't have to waste your time anymore!"

Charles played with the instrument in his hand and suddenly smiled: "From the moment I came in, the entire room was under the blockade of my mind. No matter what signal you send, your men will not be able to receive it!"

"Are you here about Mrs. Mettler's affairs? I'm sorry... We are somewhat lacking in sincerity in this matter!"

The leader of the Black Clothes Club immediately completed ninety degrees and apologized very sincerely.

He is also very aware of the power of those with supernatural powers and extraordinary beings. At such a close range and unexpected contact, it can be said to be very dangerous for himself and his men.

"Don't worry, I'm not a person like Siegel. Besides, although you have bad ideas, they haven't been implemented yet, right?"

Charles suddenly smiled: "A friend of mine often tells me not to resort to force if things can be solved with wisdom. Compared with telekinesis, some small skills are more useful, such as..."

He took out a black pocket watch, but there was no pointer inside, but a small black magic circle: "Sorry... I am not proficient in spiritual magic. I must use this little thing to assist, the Forgetting Spell!"

Uh-huh!

There was a flash of white light, and Charles suddenly disappeared.

The leader in black looked dull and suddenly put on his coat: "Okay, it's time for me to leave. After all, it was just a misjudgment, and it's nothing serious!"

"I'm so sorry, boss!"

The person in charge apologized profusely, and both of them seemed to have completely forgotten about Mrs. Mettler.