Doomsday Jigsaw Game Chapter 129: : The encounter with Zhao Qian

(Anti-bar reputation: The currency figures involved in this chapter are exaggerated to a considerable extent. I also learned about topics such as how much money is in the world at present, but because the figures are not shocking enough, I did some research on some wealth in this world. Supplements are almost only possible to supplement bills that appear in the cyberpunk worldview, and there is no need to be true. If it is true, you will win.)

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

It was as if those dark mountains were beginning to approach like waves.

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

Nie Chongshan had to expend a considerable amount of physical strength just to fight against these evil degenerates.

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

The most important thing is that that huge hand made Nie Chongshan fearful.

How brave is Nie Zhongshan today.

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

Different from all previous monsters, this breath carries a strong sense of oppression.

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

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

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

This is still the self after merging with Liu Mu. If it is the previous self, has it been completely shocked?

There was a faint sound in the distance, which seemed to come from the many mouths on the giant hand.

With just these faint voices, Nie Chongshan could feel his body resisting.

"The purpose of their trip to this city... must be to destroy the tower."

"I should truncate them."

The demon's wings vibrated, and Nie Chongshan cheered up and assumed a fighting stance.

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

As if he was about to sail against the waves and start a duel with that giant hand.

But just as he was about to rush towards the opponent, as a top combat-type evil talent, he felt that this was an extremely stupid behavior.

The strong sense of crisis was like a blow to the head, which made Nie Chongshan calm down instantly.

He was not timid to fight, but at the moment when he was about to sprint, he seemed to have seen the picture of himself dying in battle.

"Calm down..."

"It's so easy to die, not to mention that death in battle is not shameful...

"But now I... haven't fulfilled Liu Mu's entrustment."

A few minutes ago, Nie Chongshan could never have imagined that this sudden black mist and that huge strange hand could make him fall into such a state of self-doubt.

Obviously the battle has not yet started, but I already feel the fear.

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

Although I really want to fight against such a strong person, although I am eager for a peak contest——

But now Nie Chongshan is very clear that he is dying happily, and if he goes to hell, he will only be ashamed of Liu Mu.

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

Nie Chongshan recalled Liu Mu's words - you have to stand in front of Wu Jiu like a shield.

At the same time, the scene of the final fist fight with Liu Mu appeared in his mind, Nie Chongshan gritted his teeth:

"At least pass the information!"

With the huge oppression approaching, Nie Chongshan made up his mind. Facing this unknown giant hand and the horrors in the black mist, he made a decision that didn't fit his personality——

Evacuate.

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

Although Nie Chongshan doesn't think that this is an opponent that humans can face.

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

The next second, Nie Zhongshan's original location was shrouded in black mist.

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

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The world outside the fog, an unknown place.

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

The guest's head shines like a light bulb. But the suit and leather shoes and the killer look made Lao Zhao feel that it was not easy.

The huge shelter of thousands of square meters has stored a lot of supplies.

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

It can shield the perception of creatures, create a chaotic magnetic field, and it is spacious enough.

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

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

Of course, there were a lot of supplies here.

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

What they can do, they have done.

But facing the apocalypse, a top rich man, a sequencer who can draw cards, a farmer who discards cards, and a computer genius can't do more.

Now they just have to wait.

But not long ago, because of a phone call, the shelter abandoned 4/5 of the supplies.

In the shortest possible time, use the relationship between Jiang Ling and Zero and use all resources to search and collect cash.

Now, the person who accepts the cash is here.

This man with a bald head and killer aura standing in the lobby of Zhao's underground refuge is just a **** in Bai Wu's eyes that may be useful, but it doesn't matter if it's useless—

Qian Yixin lives up to his name.

Old Zhao was very unclear at the beginning, why did Bai Wu let him collect money?

In the last days, what is the meaning of money?

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

Especially... Although money is meaningless, it still hurts him to transfer all the money now to Qian Yixin.

It's just that Bai Wu's supernatural powers convinced Lao Zhao in the end.

He decided to accompany Bai Wulang.

It is quite troublesome to prove that one's assets have been given to Evil to trade with Evil. 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 only have the last contract left.

According to the process of perfect-level distortion entry-contract spirit, after establishing 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 it away?"

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 Lao Zhao is a drop in the bucket compared to what No. 0 helped Lao Zhao collect, but even so, it is almost impossible to carry away even if it is just banknotes and cash from the shelter.

Qian Yixin's heart was pounding.

He tried his best to keep his aloof killer aura, so as not to appear too excited.

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

But from this extra-standard shelter, he could still see the generosity of Mr. Zhao in front of him.

"Ahem...I...cough..."

I was so excited that I suddenly had phlegm in my throat. After clearing my throat, Qian Yixin said:

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

Old Zhao nodded, he was much calmer than Qian Yixin.

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

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

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

"In the era of digitalization, most people's money is in the vaults of various banks. Using some methods of the Zhao family, we analyzed the top six banks with the largest cash business transactions and began to investigate. "

"With the help of Zero, everything went smoothly, and the vault blasting work did not encounter any obstacles."

Exploding the vault?

Good guy, Qian Yixin called him a good guy. His heart beat faster and faster.

"Unfortunately, due to the limited time, not much money was mobilized. After all, when your boss notified us, it was just over a day ago."

"We have used all the collection equipment that the Zhao family can use. There are still very few that can be collected. However, it is worth mentioning that under the influence of the bill I mentioned earlier, those who define 'broad' cash, zero It helped us raise a lot."

Old Zhao paused for a while, and said with a very strange expression:

"Probably in the 1960s, countries passed the new "New International Trade Act" for better transactions, avoiding inflation, and trading a large number of banknotes"

"Its main content is to commercialize some state-owned things, and can directly replace currency transactions with the consent of countries and major companies, such as land, aircraft carriers, and satellites. Of course, it is far more than These things."

"In short, the rule of barter means that although we don't have much banknotes in our hands, if the real things can be counted as cash in your boss's mouth, there will be a lot of cash."

"This is also the reason why the Zhao family was able to obtain so many satellites."

"Furthermore, with the completion of No. 0's mechanical descending, countries quickly reassessed the value of some high-tech products a few months ago, which also made the Zhao family's property increase a lot."

"As for how much—"

Old Zhao fell into thought, then frowned and said:

"Forget it, just think I'm poor at words, I can't describe this amount of money."

Qian Yixin was thirsty and held back a few words, but listening to Lao Zhao's eloquence, it was difficult for him to interrupt.

So Lao Zhao said another currency:

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

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

"It complements the previous "International Trade Act". It is another supplement. It is actually the same in nature. It allows many goods to be directly converted into gold, and finally realizes barter between countries. The difference is that these goods It is often more precious and 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 them all to you, not only here, but also all the properties of the Zhao family in other banks."

Old Zhao was silent, with a slightly pained expression on his face.

Because under the cracking of No. 0, he now owns all the property in the world.

These properties are not just paper money, gold.

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

It also makes land, technology patents, all kinds of buildings, all kinds of weapons... In short, everything in the world is marked with a price, which is equivalent to cash.

These bills were promoted by the Zhao family at the beginning, but the value of the bills was not great.

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

But its use is extremely limited.

After all, if you put a price tag on a missile, ordinary people can't afford it, and dare not buy it.

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

So 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 political power and only evil and human beings, are cheaper than money.

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

The old Zhao today 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 such a thousand-word property description, and felt that the money was really scary, so he subconsciously asked:

"Just tell me, how many million would it be if converted into the common currency of the prosperous country seven hundred years ago?"

Old Zhao, Jiang Ling, Tang Jing, and Xu Ling all looked at Qian Yixin at the same time after hearing this sentence.

Like looking at a roe deer, Qian Yixin was taken aback:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Even in the prosperous country seven hundred years ago, the unit of measurement would not be ten thousand, right? Change the unit." Old Zhao said angrily.

Qian Yixin's hands tremble a little:

"How many billion?"

Old Zhao was suddenly a little disappointed. If the opponent's goal was only 100 million, then why should he be so serious.

He probably guessed that maybe this person can make money be used in a different way, but what can money with a unit of 100 million do?

Looking at Lao Zhao's expression, Qian Yixin swallowed his saliva, his throat throbbing:

"How much?"

Old Zhao glanced at Jiang Ling:

"I leave the math problem to you."

Jiang Ling nodded: "I did a rough calculation. The currency of Shengguo at that time was not very valuable. If it is converted into the purchasing power of one yuan of Shengguo currency at that time, the amount we are currently raising is about 1,000 if the change is erased." Four hundred and twenty-six capitals."

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

Qian Yixin was in a daze, only seeing Jiang Ling and Lao Zhao kept talking.

But he couldn't hear the sound, and the tinnitus sounded, but the number was accompanied by that number in his mind.

One thousand four hundred and twenty-six capitals.

What kind of 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 appeared 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:

"Good! Fabulous! Never better!"

Qian Yixin patted his face with his hand, with an excited expression, he said loudly:

"As long as it is my property... But we must sign a contract. My ability is that the more money I get, the stronger the power I will get when I complete this contract!"

When Lao Zhao heard this, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the purpose of Bai Wu's request to collect money?

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

Just this ability, how far can it be done?

Qian Yixin was very excited.

Perfect level distortion entry, contract spirit.

This entry has not been able to exert the power it should have, because the money that Qianyixin can get - is always limited.

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

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

The money requirement must be cash recognized in the world.

Bai Wu thinks that cash represents banknotes and gold, but this world law, plus the help of Zero in this special period—

Qian Yixin holds an astonishing amount of cash in his hand.

If there were no support for these bills, or even if there were, the doomsday had not yet come and the governments of various countries had not gone into exile, then it would be impossible for Lao Zhao to collect so much money.

But now, Old Zhao holds the world in his hands.

This is also the reason for Lao Zhao's heartache.

Of course, if the money is given to Bai Wu or Zero, Lao Zhao will feel a lot easier.

He knows the abilities of Baiwu and Zero

But the bald head in front of him looked reliable at first, but now seeing the bald head's excitement, Lao Zhao felt a question mark in his heart.

Only Qian Yixin knows what this means.

"So what contract do you want to make?"

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

Qian Yixin made up his mind.

Although this sentence sounds a bit far-fetched——

But for some reason, Tang Jing actually felt a miracle arise.

This bald brother seems to be able to do this.

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

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

The goal is to bring all kinds of equipment, wake up the real warrior, and then hand over everything to the real warrior.

At that moment, Tang Jing felt a little lost, as if he was making a wedding dress for someone else.

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

The meaning of my own existence is to take the master from the fog to the outside.

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 has worked hard to accumulate wealth for seven hundred years.

The passage of various bills during the period made the Zhao family richer than the enemy.

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

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's not the big people who save the world, but those little people who are ignored... also unknown?

Just at this time, the computer in Jiang Ling's hand issued a beep, and Jiang Ling said:

"Your real identity has been created, all procedures have been completed, money first... Boss, now you are the richest person in this world!"

"Now you are rich and invincible... No, from the perspective of trading, you are the world!"

Qian Yixin could no longer hear what other people were saying.

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

It's like a dry river bed suddenly ushered in the collapse of the Tianhe River.

Like a faint flame, it suddenly encountered an endless sea of ​​oil!

Qian Yixin's power is like a speck of dust suddenly expanding into a universe!

He let out a painful cry, which lasted for more than ten seconds without interruption!

But during this process, Qian Yixin was surrounded by golden light, 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 people was blood red... They dared not open their eyes for a long time.

Until suddenly, the shouting disappeared.

After only darkness remained in the eyes, the four of them slowly opened their eyes.

Qian Yixin is gone. It was as if a sun suddenly appeared beside him, then broke through the shackles of space, and went to an unknown distance.

"He disappeared?"

"Where did this go?"

"I don't know..."

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

The four of them looked at each other ~IndoMTL.com~ and didn't know what to say.

Finally Lao Zhao spoke:

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

Old Zhao is actually very puzzled.

Seven hundred years ago, someone asked his ancestors to continuously collect wealth. In the past seven hundred years, although the Zhao family has produced a few moths, they have gradually reached the position of the richest man in the world.

Now... all is gone.

If you say it's not uncomfortable, it must be a lie.

"An excellent businessman will get a huge return for every penny he spends. Small people like us will definitely play a role in this war!"

Tang Jing's eyes are shining:

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

"We will definitely not disappoint our expectations!"