Doomsday Jigsaw Game

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(Anti-leverage reputation: The monetary figures involved in this chapter are quite exaggerated. I also went to understand topics such as how much money is currently in the world, but because the figures are not shocking enough, I only supplemented some of the wealth in the world. There is no need to compare the bill supplements that may appear in the cyberpunk worldview. If it is true, you will win.)

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

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

Under the black mist, countless villains are pouring into the city.

Just fighting against these evil degenerates, Nie Zhongshan had to expend a considerable amount of his energy.

And it is difficult to guarantee whether these evil degenerates will emerge into several powerful fusion bodies during the fusion process.

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

Nie Chongshan is so brave now.

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

Unlike all previous monsters, this aura carries a powerful sense of oppression.

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

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

Even before the battle started, he had already shown strong doubts about himself.

This is still the version of myself after merging with Liu Mu. If it were the version of myself before, would it have been completely shocked?

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

Just from these weak sounds, Nie Zhongshan felt that his body was resisting.

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

"I should have cut them off."

The devil's wings vibrated, and Nie Zhongshan braced himself and assumed a fighting stance.

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

He seemed to be about to swim against the tide and face off against that giant hand.

But just when he was about to rush towards the opponent, as a top-level 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, making Nie Zhongshan calm down instantly.

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

"calm……"

"It's so easy to die, let alone dying in battle is not shameful...

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

A few minutes ago, Nie Zhongshan would never have imagined that the sudden black mist and that huge strange hand could put him in such a state of self-doubt.

Even though the battle hadn't started yet, he was already feeling fear.

He still had the will to fight, but through experience, Nie Zhongshan could feel the irreparable gap between himself and the monster.

Although I really want to fight against such a strong person, although I long for a peak competition——

But now Nie Zhongshan knew very well that if he died happily and went to hell, he would only be ashamed of Liu Mu.

"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 death."

Nie Chongshan recalled Liu Mu's words - you must stay in front of Wujiu like a shield.

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

"At least pass on the information!"

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

Evacuate.

Before huge fear descends on the tower, he must tell Bai Wu and others everything he saw.

Although Nie Chongshan did not think that this was an opponent that humans could face.

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

The next second, Nie Chongshan'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 be able to even deliver the information.

…

…

The world outside the fog, an unknown place.

Deep underground, a new guest was welcomed into the Zhao Family Shelter.

The guest's head shines like a light bulb. But wearing a suit and leather tie and looking like a killer made Lao Zhao feel very uncomfortable.

The huge shelter of thousands of square meters stores a lot of supplies.

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

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

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

Even without food storage, it can sustain four people for decades.

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

Lao Zhao, Jiang Ling, Tang Jing, and Xu Ling originally planned to stay in the shelter and wait for the end of the world.

They have done everything they can.

But in the face of doomsday, a top rich man, a sequencer who can draw cards, a farm discard, 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 four-fifths of its supplies.

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

Now, the person who accepts the cash is here.

This man with a bald killer temperament standing in the hall of Zhao's underground shelter is exactly a chess piece in Bai Wu's eyes that may be useful, but is useless and doesn't matter——

As the name suggests, people are as devoted as money.

Lao Zhao was very unclear at first, why did Baiwu let him collect money?

What is the meaning of money in the last days?

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

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

It's just that Bai Wu's magical powers finally convinced Lao Zhao.

He decided to accompany Bai Wulang.

It's quite troublesome to deal with evil and prove that your assets are given to evil. Qian Yixin must have an identity recognized by the judicial system.

Fortunately, this is very simple for Jiang Ling and Zero.

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

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

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

"The money is already there, the question is, how are you going to take it with you?"

Lao Zhao looked at Qian Yixin.

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

Because the amount of money is really staggering.

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

Qian Yixin's heart was beating loudly.

He tried his best to maintain his cold killer temperament and not to appear too excited.

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

But from this super-standard shelter, he still saw the generosity of Mr. Zhao in front of him.

"Ahem...I...ahem..."

He was so excited that he suddenly had phlegm in his throat. After clearing his throat, Qian Yixin said:

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

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

"Following 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, 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 of the Zhao family's methods, 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 there were no obstacles in the vault blasting work."

Vault blast?

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

"But it's a pity that because the time is very limited, the money transferred is not much. After all, when your boss notified us, it was only more than 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, for those cash that are 'broadly defined', No. 0 can help We raised quite a bit.”

Lao Zhao paused and said with a strange expression:

"About the 1960s, countries passed the new "New International Trade Act" in order to have better transactions, avoid inflation, and trade large amounts of banknotes."

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

"In short, the rules of bartering mean that although we don't have many banknotes in our hands, if the physical objects can be counted as cash in your boss's mouth, there is still a lot of cash."

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

"And with the completion of Zero's mechanical deity, countries quickly re-evaluated the value of some high-tech products a few months ago, which also caused the Zhao family's wealth to increase a lot."

"As for the specific number——"

Lao Zhao fell into thinking, then frowned and said:

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

Qian Yixin's mouth was dry and he held back a sentence, but listening to Lao Zhao talking incessantly, he couldn't interrupt.

So Lao Zhao talked about another currency:

"Next is gold. As early as seven hundred years ago, our Zhao family was already one of the world's leading wealthy families, so we united with many families to pass the "New Gold Act." Of course, it is now called the "United Gold Act." "

"You are from Wu Nei, so you don't know what this bill means. In short, this bill is very beneficial to our Zhao family."

"It complements the previous "International Trade Act" and is another supplement. Its nature is actually the same. It allows many goods to be directly converted into gold, and ultimately enables barter between countries. The difference is that these goods are often more precious. , will not be easily changed in value by currency.”

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

“This was also one of the early confidences of the Zhao family.

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

Lao Zhao fell silent, looking a little heartbroken.

Because after being cracked by No. 0, he is now equivalent to owning all the property in the world.

These assets are not just banknotes and gold.

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

It also caused land, technology patents, various buildings, various weapons... in short, all items in the world to be marked with prices, and they were equivalent to cash.

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

At that time, countries passed this bill just 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 cannot afford it and dare not buy it.

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

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

But no one thought that these bills would make money easier in a world where there is no political power, only evil and human beings.

Because nowadays... the top leaders of various countries don't care about the figures in the national treasury at all, and all kinds of human regimes have ceased to exist in name only.

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

Qian Yixin felt that the money was really scary after hearing such a nearly thousand-word description of the property, and subconsciously asked:

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

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

Just like looking at a roe deer, Qian was stunned:

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

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

Qian Yixin's hands were shaking a little:

"How many billions?"

Lao Zhao suddenly felt a little disappointed. If the other party's goal was only 100 million, then why should he be so serious?

He probably guessed that maybe this person could use money in a different way, but what could a unit of hundreds of millions of dollars do?

Seeing Lao Zhao's expression, Qian Yixin swallowed, his throat twitching:

"How much exactly?"

Old Zhao glanced at Jiang Ling:

"I leave the math problem to you."

Jiang Ling nodded: "I did a rough calculation. The Shengguo currency at that time was not very valuable. If converted into the purchasing power of one yuan of the Shengguo currency at that time, the amount we have raised so far, if the fraction is eliminated, is about one thousand four hundred and two hundred and two." Sixteen Capitals.”

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

Qian Yixin was a little confused. He only saw Jiang Ling and Lao Zhao talking constantly.

But he couldn't hear the sound, his ears were ringing, but he was accompanied by that number in his mind.

One thousand four hundred and twenty-six Beijing.

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 realm.

At this moment, a long list 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 suddenly widened:

"Good! It's so good! It's better than ever before!"

Qian Yixin patted his face with his hand, looked excited, and 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 more powerful I will be when completing this contract!"

When Lao Zhao heard this, he suddenly realized.

So this is the purpose of Baiwu's request to collect money?

The abilities of these evil degenerates or sequencers are really weird...

Just how far can this ability be achieved?

Qian Yixin was very excited.

Perfect level distortion entry, contract spirit.

This entry has never been as powerful as it should be, because money is always limited.

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

As for this money, it can bring strength bonuses to it during the execution of the contract - there is no upper limit.

The money requirement must be cash recognized by the world.

Bai Wu thought that cash represented banknotes and gold, but in this world's laws, and in this special period, with the help of No. 0——

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

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 were not in exile, then it would be impossible for Lao Zhao to collect so much money.

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

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

Of course, if the money was given to Bai Wu or Zero, Lao Zhao would be much more relaxed.

He knows the abilities of Baiwu and Zero

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

Only money knows what this means.

"So what kind of contract do you want to make?"

"Since we are guarding the tower, the content of the contract is to successfully defend the tower and defeat all intruders."

Qian Yixin made up his mind.

Although this sentence sounds a bit fanciful——

But for some reason, Tang Jing actually felt a sense of miracle rising.

This bald man seems to be really able to do this.

In Tang Jing's past experience, he experienced such a period in the game - he became a warrior, climbed the magic tower, but was ultimately 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 just to awaken the real warrior with all kinds of equipment, and then hand everything over to the real warrior.

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

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

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

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

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

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

During this period, various bills were passed, making the Zhao family rich and powerful.

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

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 in Lao Zhao.

Maybe it’s not the big people who save the world, but the little people who are ignored... Who knows?

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

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

"Now you are incredibly rich... No, from a trading perspective, you are the world!"

Qian Yixin could no longer hear what others were saying.

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

It's like the dry river bed is suddenly facing the collapse of the Tianhe River.

It's like a weak flame suddenly encountering an endless sea of ​​oil!

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

He let out a cry of pain, which lasted for more than ten seconds without stopping!

But in the process, golden light enveloped Qian wholeheartedly, 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 people was filled with blood... and they did not dare to open their eyes for a long time.

Until suddenly, the shouting disappeared.

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

Qian Yixin disappeared. It was like a sun suddenly appeared beside me, then broke through the shackles of space and went to the unknown distance.

"He disappeared?"

"Where did this go?"

"have no idea……"

"He seemed to be in pain just now. Will he be okay?"

The four people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Finally, Lao Zhao spoke:

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

Lao Zhao was actually very confused.

Seven hundred years ago, someone asked his ancestors to continuously collect wealth. In the past seven hundred years, although the Zhao family had some troubles, they still gradually reached the position of the richest man in the world.

Now... everything is gone.

To say it's not uncomfortable would be a lie.

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

Tang Jing's eyes sparkled:

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

"It will definitely live up to our expectations!"