Even if Narezzano Rothschild's words were just a joke, others had better take them as God's will, otherwise the consequences may be equivalent to being condemned by God.
Although he usually plays here under the disguise of Omega, the boss behind Lost Garden always walks on thin ice and is on standby in the office every time he knows that he is coming to prevent any uncontrollable situation from happening.
The current situation is undoubtedly uncontrollable.
The main reason why the original members of the Celestial Organization are preparing to stay away from the earth is due to the players, but also to the superhumans themselves.
Superhumans represent uncontrollability, which means that they cannot regard themselves as gods walking on earth and trample the entire world at will like they did for hundreds of thousands of years before.
Otherwise, an individual similar to Tanguy, Mikkelsen, and Wolfgang might appear at some point and wipe them out of the world using various methods they could not imagine before.
Such a world has lost the meaning of existence for the heavenly beings. Let this world and the players finally present a big show, which is the arrangement of the heavenly being organization for it.
Narezzano Rothschild is the last god left by heavenly beings on earth. His words are law, and his wishes must be fulfilled.
The manipulator behind Paradise Lost immediately began to mobilize all his power to eliminate the awakened contestant.
As for other investors, they now have no rights at all.
In addition, in order to prevent accidents from happening, the manipulator behind the scenes is contacting the strongest mercenaries he can hire to prepare for emergencies.
In order to please Narezzano Rothschild, the man behind the club personally called Narezano, hoping that he could stay. He would definitely give the other party a satisfactory result, and he could see his own success with his own eyes.
Contestants were executed.
Narezzano, who had just vented for a while, looked at the seventy-two virgins presented to him and curled his lips in disgust. Finally, surrounded by maids, he walked up to the suite on the top floor of Lost Paradise and waited for Rui.
Card's death letter.
As the new generation leader of the Rothschild family who originally had high hopes, Narezzano actually does not have much desire for the intertwining of love and desire between people.
They are more accustomed to pouring out their desires in the virtual space. The kind of enjoyment that completely matches your thoughts and desires is ten thousand times better than the golden wind and jade dew in the human world.
But at the moment, it is not unacceptable to use these women to pass the time. Anyway, Narezzano does not have any specific work to be responsible for. He is definitely the most leisurely parliamentary president in the family history.
"I'm John Fleming, yes, we are the best, so we are the most expensive." John Fleming, who was drinking coffee in Little Rock, said to the phone with a smile: "A super human?
Just awakened? That must be a powerful super human, and it may be difficult to handle. If your human has tried it once, you should understand that this kind of job is difficult to handle."
"But I like your bargaining style. Yes, I am willing to take on this task, but it must be increased by 50% on the basis of your last quotation." John Fleming motioned to the waiter to check out: "No
, not because of ability, but because I can tell you are in a hurry, this is called expedited fee."
"Hahaha, almost the same, but robberies are no longer popular in our industry now. The single profit is too low, not worthy of my star players." John Fleming put on his windbreaker with the help of the waiter, and leaned on crutches to look out.
Go: "I prefer to rob rich people like you. The payment will be received much faster, and the steps of money laundering will be omitted."
"Of course, of course, I will give you the best, the real star player." John Fleming opened the door, his neck was frozen by the cold air outside, but his face was filled with a smile: "Yes, we have
We have our own airport and aircraft that can be deployed at any time, so we have agreed on the price? Very good."
"Oh, the Ohio polluted area?" John Fleming looked up at the sun and moved lazily: "Friend, you should really tell me where you want to go on a mission first. It's not a good place."
"Well, yes, I know, but I'm sorry, our stars don't like to go to those dirty and messy places. There is no way, who makes him the best." John Fleming said helplessly: "
Well, it seems you are really anxious, let me think of a solution."
Old John walked to a hot dog stand holding his cell phone and spent money to buy a top-quality hot dog. Then he picked up the phone again and replied in a serious tone: "I'm sorry, but our management is incompetent, but our star wants to make the
He would only be willing to go if the price doubled."
After saying this, Old John put the phone away from his ear and waited for twenty seconds before putting it back: "I also think it's a bit too much. I'm sorry? You agree? That's so generous, yes."
, this is the final quotation, yes, there are no other additions.”
"Now there is only a negligible agency fee left before you and our star reach an agreement." Old John nodded to the hot dog stand owner, took his own hot dog and left, not listening to the dirty words on the phone the whole time.
.
"Yes, sir, we are now an agency. We are only responsible for helping you reach an agreement with your desired goal. The agency fee is collected separately." Old John's footsteps are brisk and he does not look like an old man at all. He is invisible and invisible.
The slave held the phone for him so that he could concentrate on eating the hot dog.
"We charge 30% of the final quotation, of course." The invisible slave moved the phone away again, and waited until the person on the other side of the phone calmed down before thoughtfully putting it back in its place: "If you pay now, you can enjoy a 92% discount."
Discount, this is the first discount since our establishment."
"Why? Oh, well, because this is the first business of our agency. Thank you for your trust, sir." After finishing speaking, Old John was as happy as a child: "I will send your electronic contract to you.
Email, we will leave immediately after all the funds are received!”
Just when John Fleming was extorting money from everyone, Rickard had already killed twelve more armed guards driving all-terrain vehicles.
Rickard didn't know how he did it. Those things seemed to be innate. When the bullets came, he made an instinctive judgment and dodged the large-caliber machine gun bullets.
Sniper bullets directly resisted bullets fired from submachine guns and rifles.
He could feel the bullets hitting his skin, which was as painful as someone poking his ribs hard with a finger, but in the end, none of the bullets caused any harm to him.
When Rickard started running, he caught up with an all-terrain vehicle that could hold two people on foot, and overturned the vehicle with one hand. He watched the members on it roll around in the air like toys and hit dead trees.
Above, the spine is broken.
That guy was dead, Rickard's preconscious mind made a judgment before his brain.
The other passenger was lucky enough to land on the muddy ground, and his thick protective clothing acted as a buffer. He only rolled a few times and stood up.
Rickard stood in front of the opponent first, and kicked the armed guard over when the opponent stood up. He did not kill him, but just tore off the opponent's protective helmet.
The guard strangled his neck with both hands, his face turned red from holding back, his eyes were instantly covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his face was filled with tears. But in the end, he couldn't defeat his breathing instinct. With a saw-like breathing sound, the guard curled up in pain.
Body.
He groped in vain for antidotes and neutralizers under his body. Rickard had seen these outstandingly effective potions when completing previous missions.
Unfortunately, death came faster. The guard only lasted twenty seconds after taking his first breath. Before he could pull the safety ring of the antidote, he twitched and became motionless.
Rickard looked at his hands. He didn't know how he did it, but these people were like children in front of him, with no power to resist.
A guard standing on a tree, wearing a cloak outside a protective suit, chanted a curse at Rickard with a prophecy he didn't understand from a distance of more than 20 meters, but nothing happened.
Rickard turned around and beat the crow-like guard into a sieve with the gun he picked up. With his death, the remaining guards lost all morale and dispersed in a rush.
Tang Ji, who was watching all this happen from a distance, could see clearly that the dead crow was a super human, but the Scarlet Disciples inherited most of Tang Ji's characteristics, and they might not be able to use the flames of hatred to incinerate supernatural abilities.
, but these abilities can never affect the Scarlet Disciples.
Tang Ji nodded with satisfaction. He enjoyed every step on the road to revenge, because it was the only thing he had left. But this scarlet disciple was different. Everything he cared about and cherished could still be restored. Tang Ji was willing to give it to him.
This is his opportunity.
He looked far away in the direction of Lost Paradise. The only few aircraft there were all controlled by Mikkelsen. The reason why the communication between the inside and outside of Lost Paradise was not cut off was because Mikkelson was waiting for more information.
Many big fish appear.
The Celestial Being organization has a network advantage that is not inferior to that of the ghosts. This is the most valuable piece of information the prophet brought back about that organization. Mikkelsen did not expect that these wealthy people who he did not pay much attention to at the beginning actually hid it in private.
Such strong capital.
Now he plans to poke a hornet's nest. Divine power is just an appetizer, and Narezzano Rothschild is the main meal. If the fish doesn't take the bait, then he will poke the fishing rod directly into the independent little kingdom on the back of the moon.
pole.
Narezzano Rothschild lay on the soft couch and let the women show off their beauty. These women are all natural people, not clones produced by the Nehru Gandhi family. Compared with the previous maids, each has its own style.
, barely calmed down a trace of anger in his heart.
But twenty-five minutes had passed and there was still no news, which made Narezzano feel that he had been slighted.
Narezano was going to get his bodyguards out of here, and then fulfill his promise, and he destroyed the place.
As a result, Narezzano's bodyguards rushed in before him, and two killing machines disguised as humans behind him picked Narezano up from the pile of women and left without saying a word.
"Speaker, our aircraft has been locked." The bodyguard's first words made Narezzano break out in a cold sweat.
The Rothschild family has been in the field of manufacturing and artificial intelligence for nearly a hundred years, and has always regarded itself as the ceiling in this field. The aircraft he flew was more than an era ahead of the world in terms of technological content.
Why is human civilization so torn apart now?
The Arasaka Group can build a super-large space station like the Crystal Palace in outer orbit. The Phoenix Project is in full swing, transporting hundreds of people to deep space tens of millions of kilometers away from the earth every few months. There are also people who can build research bases on the moon and Mars.
But in the atmosphere, the F-48 of twenty years ago has become an advanced weapon and cannot be continued. Major airlines are still tinkering with old aircraft from before the corporate war and reluctantly using them.
Because the Celestial Being Organization has been consciously removing key industries from the technology tree in an attempt to monopolize extraterrestrial space.
Just like their name, heavenly beings, they hope that the heavens and the earthly beings will be completely separated, and eventually create a scene where heaven and humans are separated forever, turning the earth into a toy held in their hands.
Even if the players appear from the sky, they have not ruined the Tianren Organization's plan. They have completed nearly half of the plan. When the entire plan is completed, no matter how powerful the players are, as long as they cannot leave the atmosphere, they will only be part of the toy.
In the manufacturing and artificial intelligence fields that the Rothschild family is responsible for, their main targets are Arasaka and military technology. However, progress has been a bit slow over the years due to the personal abilities of Saburo Arasaka and Mikkelsen.
The family council of the previous generation even discussed whether to recruit the Arasaka family and Mikkelsen, who was behind military technology, as new members of the Celestial Being organization, but in the end they gave up on this plan because they lacked the foundation and the spiritual realm.
He has not completely separated himself from human civilization and treated it separately.
Reaching out hastily may have disastrous consequences for the entire organization.
In this case, it is theoretically impossible for Narezano's aircraft to be hacked, which is why he was so surprised.
Narezzano Rothschild immediately realized that he was being targeted, so he immediately began to send an emergency distress signal to the family council, ordering the nearest family force to rush to his vicinity immediately, and arranged for other aircraft to pick him up.
The Mikkelsens, who had arrived from as far away as Hawaii, stood in front of the conference room and applauded as they watched the data stream scrolling by on the screen. They had found the location of the Rothschild family's data center.
The bad news is that it is an armed space station that has not been discovered before, and military technology cannot find a suitable assault force in a short time. The good news is that they can leave this job to Tang Jigan.
Of course, before that, they had to wait patiently for Tang Ji to tear the bait into pieces.
PS: You don’t have to worry about the update of my book. The reason why I opened a new book in Teenage Dream is actually to change my mind. I have been doing Chinese homework for a long time, switch to mathematics and relax the Chinese string. In terms of efficiency,
Still helpful.
The name of this book is "I Give the World Destruction and Rebirth". It is not a nonsense title. This is the main line of the story. Destruction is coming, but rebirth is still to come. There is still some time to write before the book is finished.
The book "Riding and Cutting Through Central Asia" I dreamed of reading as a teenager was an idea I had before I wrote this book. Why I didn't open it at the time was mainly because I didn't have enough accumulation and knowledge of history and geography. The reason why I chose to study in China at that time was
At this point in time in the fifteenth century, because my world history field is blank, I wanted to challenge my weaknesses and increase my motivation.
In fact, this process is indeed the case. At present, the only existing materials in China are "History of Central Asia", a "General History of Central Asia", and a "Klavyo Envoy to the East", which are relatively authoritative materials. Many points have to be
Only by reading several books interspersed can a specific timeline be listed.
I have never written this type of alternate history. This attempt was quite sudden. I happened to be invited by the editor before, so I gave it a try. Currently, it is being updated steadily at the rate of 3,000 words per day. Interested readers can support it.