What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 588 Silver Bullet Offensive
At eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Ji ended the video call with Professor Chen Ang.

He raised his chin slightly.

I have to say that Professor Chen Ang has a big brain!
"Why didn't I think of that!"

"Could it be that you don't read enough novels?"

"Still haven't played Yuanshin?"

Xu Ji reflected on himself!

"Humanity has developed so far, and the highest technology is two skills that humans have mastered in ancient times..."

"Boil water and throw stones!"

"Even nuclear fusion in fantasy, its essence is to boil water!"

"The gravitational slingshot in science fiction is throwing stones!"

"These two technologies, in simple terms, are energy storage and energy storage!"

He recalled the professor's introduction.

"According to the setting in your book, everyone has cultivated immortality, there are gods, and they can turn decay into magic..."

"Why not follow this route?"

"Many technologies that are impossible to realize in reality should be realized without hindrance in the world of cultivating immortals!"

"I suggest you study carefully and consider it!"

Xu Ji licked his lips, and said leisurely: "Yes... I should go and investigate Huaguo's current technological level!"

"Also study the technical limit of what Huaguo can do at present!"

"Use the power of the whole country to create a spectacle first!"

energy!

It is the shackles and limitations of Blue Star's technological development!
The current abilities that Blue Star humans can use are chemical energy, solar energy, and biological energy.

However, in the mythical world, there is aura everywhere.

Especially on the fairy mountain, the aura is abundant, almost endless!

The mythical world itself also has formations to gather aura and extract aura.

However, before, everyone only thought about using spiritual energy to cultivate.

The pursuit of longevity, the pursuit of their own great strength.

But almost no one imagined that these powers would be gathered to change the world and benefit the common people!

Even Xu Ji once fell into the inertia of thinking.

Now being woken up by Professor Chen Ang, Xu Jicai suddenly realized that this is still possible!
Energy storage, energy storage.

Boil water, throw stones!
Huaguo fully possesses such conditions!
Forty thousand golden pills are forty thousand engineers!

"I have to think about it carefully, and then go to the mythical world to investigate and investigate, and determine the route!"

……

Siem Reap is considered a city in Khmer.

However, with a population of only [-], it can only be regarded as a town in the Central Plains.

In fact it is.

Out of the city center, there are patches of slums.

Due to the limitation of national power, the law and order in these slums did not exist, at least they did not exist.

Diseases are rampant, and ghosts are rampant.

The homes of many low-level soldiers in Siem Reap are in these slums.

Mott's home is a shed on the side of the road.

The five members of the family all depend on Mott's military salary to live.

Today is Mort's day off.

He left the military camp very early, bought fish and shrimp at the market with the money, and walked home with it.

This is a rare thing.

Because of the limited military pay, Mott had to support his family and had to save money for the tuition of his almost eight-year-old son.

Therefore, Mott is usually very economical.

Each bill is carefully planned.

He hoped that when his child grows up, he can go to a military academy, or even go to Jinling National Defense University or Shimen Infantry Academy in the Central Plains to be gilded!
In that case, you can become an official.

And it's a high official!
Mott has a friend named Sannan who took this path.

His family was as poor as Mott's when he was a child, but he was studious and motivated, and his grades were very good since he was a child.

In addition, his ancestors had some Tang blood, so he was appreciated and funded by the elders of the clan.

In the end, he successfully passed the exam and got the admission letter of Shimen Infantry Academy.

After graduating from the Shimen Infantry Academy, he was appointed as a captain when he returned to China.

Now, it's a major.

Mort had to kneel down and kiss his shoes.

Because Sangnam is already an aristocrat.

He was recognized by the king, allowing the change of surname from his father's to that of his ancestors.

Gao Sangnan.

Thinking of this, Mott felt a little envious.

"Buddha bless..."

"Let my son grow up healthy and healthy!"

"Then, like Sangnan, he will be appreciated by the nobles, go to university, and become a high official!"

Praying in my heart, home is already in front of me.

only……

Something doesn't seem right at home?

Mott immediately became vigilant. He grabbed his gun and looked at the open wooden door and the incandescent lamp that suddenly turned on at home.

Siem Reap energy tight!

Especially as the Khmer currency continued to depreciate, the cost of imported energy increased sharply, and after electricity prices continued to rise, many people no longer used electrical appliances.

Because I can't afford it!

One kilowatt hour of electricity costs seven thousand Khmer dollars!
The sum of his monthly salary and allowance is only 10,000+ Khmer dollars.

The currency is still depreciating.

Under normal circumstances, if nothing happens, no one will activate the electrical appliances at home!
"Don't have an accident... don't have an accident..."

Mott prayed in his heart.

The legend of ghosts emerged in his mind.

He has also seen the horrors of families attacked by ghosts.

Holding the pistol nervously, he ejected the bullets from the magazine one by one, and then loaded the special flares for ghosts.

Signal flares are more useful than bullet tubes!

Because most low-level ghosts are afraid of burning and strong light.

A signal flare can scare away!
This is what he learned in the barracks.

After finishing these things, Mott walked to the door nervously, and looked inside the door.

He saw a familiar figure sitting in the yard of his house.

Suits and leather shoes, wearing glasses.

He holds a stack of banknotes in his hand.

Thick red bills!
Mott swallowed, he recognized that it was one of Khmer's strongest currencies: Huaxia Yuan.

Red is its maximum face value, a piece of 100, which is equivalent to [-] Khmer dollars according to the current exchange rate.

However, this is only the official price.

On the black market, 100 Huaxia Yuan costs at least [-] Khmer Yuan.

In other words, four 100 cards are Mott's salary for one month.

"Boone..." Mott walked over, clasped his hands together, placed his hands between his brows, and saluted the man, "Three salutes!"

This person is none other than the famous businessman nearby: Pan Balin.

He has a nickname: Boone, which means uncle.

It is said that it was learned from a Citi movie.

In short, this 'Boone' has great powers and has a high prestige in several nearby slums.

"Kermoyen!" Pan Balin nodded and said to Mott, "Sit!"

Mott sat down tremblingly, put the gun back into the holster, and asked, "Boone, what do you want to do when you come to my house?"

"I'll give you a chance to make a fortune!"

Pan Balin pushed the stack of banknotes in front of him to Mott: "Here is [-] Huaxia Yuan!"

"Look a little bit!"

Mott looked stupidly at the thick banknote in front of him.

Twenty thousand Chinese yuan?
This has been his salary for several years.

"Boone... what do you want me to do?" Mott gasped.

"Contact your colleagues for me..."

"The more the better!"

"Let them tonight and tomorrow night, no matter what they see, they have to pretend they didn't see it!"

"It's done! Everyone can get [-] Huaxia Yuan!"

"As for you..."

"Dear Kermoyne!"

"In addition to the [-] Huaxia Yuan, you can still get [-]!"

"How about it?"

Mott's breathing came fast.

He looked at the bills in front of him and asked, "Is that all?"

"Can we get money if we don't leave the barracks at night?"

"Of course!" Pan Balin smiled: "You still don't believe my reputation?"

Mott reached out and grabbed the banknote in front of him firmly, panting heavily: "Then it's decided!"

"Also, I have to pay a deposit in advance!"

"I have ten soldiers under my command, and I have a good relationship with several other squad leaders!"

"Add up, there are about 50 people!"

"I want 50!"

"Now!"

Pan Balin nodded: "No problem!"

"But I need all of you's signatures and consent!"

"You go get it now!"

"Take it back and you can get your money!"

A deposit of 50, plus the final payment will be 100 million!
And Pan Balin got Dao Le this time!
A full 100 million knives!
This is still a deposit!
A soldier is [-] dollars, a lieutenant is [-], and a school officer is [-]!

The money had passed through Holy Rome's darknet and entered his account in the form of holy coins.

The follow-up part is also guaranteed by Holy Rome!

In other words, this time he is going to make a fortune!
And on this night, dozens of people like Pan Baling were active in and around Siem Reap.

Each of them is responsible for a group of people.

From the army to the police to the gendarmerie...

With the banknotes opening the way, there is no disadvantage!

(End of this chapter)