People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

Earth... How can so many strong people pay attention to He De?

He "sees"—the cells, bacteria, and viruses in the body are like small independent lives.

One flower one world, one leaf one Tathagata.

He "saw" that after the glass beads of spiritual power exploded, they did not disappear, but turned into dots of starlight, dotted in the black vortex.

Like galaxies in the universe, it exudes fascinating mystery.

I don't know how long it took, Mike came back to his senses.

Pain subsides, fatigue disappears.

The world becomes clearer in the eyes.

"Is this getting stronger again?"

Good.

Mike is not pretentious.

This time the strengthening tends to be spiritual.

Staring at the hardcover book on the bookshelf, the book shook and then became silent.Mike wasn't upset, it was just the first trial after all.

"Tsk tsk, this ability is used to lift skirts... wait!" Mike almost wanted to slap himself.

With such a high-end ability, I just thought of lifting a skirt... Is there something promising?Lifting the skirt with hands, this ability can... Hehehe.

LSP!

Mike took out his mobile phone and really wanted to search for information.

After thinking about it, he put the phone back in his pocket.

Now that we have come to the largest public library in Mimi, it would be a pity not to experience it.The convenience of mobile phones is convenient, but the library is more ritualistic, right?

Idle is idle.

Soon, Mike found a row of curved bookshelves full of astronomy-related books.

Find a book about galaxies and constellations and pull it out.

"found it."

Among the galaxies in consciousness space, Mike saw something familiar, but he didn't know much about astronomy.When I was studying, I spent a period of time with a girl who was interested in astrophysics. I didn't learn much about astronomy, and I practiced the great harmony of life under the stars many times.

It's fun to experience novelty.

Mike was impressed with her.First of all, not many girls are interested in physics, especially astrophysics.Two, she's beautiful -- that's the point.

Susan Stone... Mike remembers the name, and he occasionally saw it on the news recently.

"Virgo, you're right." Mike matched what he saw with what was in the book.

Virgo symbolizes beauty and purity.

So... this is the system's discerning eye, seeing the essence of Mike's bohemian appearance?

"Gold shines everywhere. Tsk tsk... It symbolizes beauty and purity. It's worthy of me, hahaha!" Mike laughed terribly on the spot.

A bunch of unread messages on the phone.

Skye, Old Earl, and Stark, they sent a message every other time, wanting to know the situation, but afraid of disturbing Mike.

Mike replied one each: [Fixed. ], and then attach a selfie in the library.

Fat Jerry, posted a screenshot of the account balance - more than 300 million dollars, with the words: [brother, don't die, or the money will belong to me. 】

Tsk tsk, with a bonus of 3000 million US dollars, the killers are desperately working hard.Fat Jerry earned more than 300 million yuan by selling information...

Mike texted back.

Thousands of words were condensed into a few words: [Go away, think well! 】.

And Winston, the message has just arrived.Apparently, he'd just learned about the capsized boat in the Continental's killer gutter.As for Magneto... The Continental Hotel has a bad face who can invite Magneto, this one is uninvited.So he didn't know about Magneto and Professor X.

Winston congratulates Mike first, and then warns Mike that the matter is endless.

It was the killer from the Continental Hotel that was dispatched before.

Next is the killer hired by the organization, and the hiring price of a single one may exceed 3000 million US dollars.

So, it's time to "chat" with the people behind the organization and let them know a fact: No matter how rich or powerful you are, I can't stop me from standing in front of you and taking your life at any time.

When a person is dead, money and power are nothing but floating clouds.

Chapter 84: Special Customs and Habits

In the vast desert.

A super large tent of dark red camel hair was pitched on the sand dunes.

Gold and stone flowed out of the tent, scorching like purgatory.

There are a lot of ice cubes in the tent, which is refreshing.

There is only a tent between hell and heaven.

and banknote capacity.

Wearing face scarves and revealing their navels, the exotic maids stand by and are ready to fulfill any wish of the owner at any time.

"Huh~ cool!" With his neck up, Mike drank the ice soda in the glass in one gulp.

Drinking ice soda in the desert is cool just thinking about it.

There are also snowflakes and beef on the table, which are fried to half-cooked with stones exposed to the desert and supplemented with special seasonings, which really have a special flavor.

It's just that Mike's eating is a bit ugly.

Fork up the whole piece of beef directly, bite, chew, and swallow. The posture of eating and broadcasting makes people salivate and generate appetite.

The palm-sized, finger-thick top-quality beef, Mike ate more than a dozen pieces and felt half full.

Now he is a camel.

Eat once, you can be hungry for several days.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Mike still eats three meals a day.

dun dun dun...

A bottle of red wine that costs tens of thousands of dollars, which money may not be able to buy, is treated similarly to ice soda: cow drink.

Sitting opposite Mike was the second prince of a small country in the Middle East. His name was so long and awkward that he couldn't remember it.

I don't plan to remember either.

The second prince looks a bit ugly, so we simply call him "the second ugly son". (Zoro showed a mocking smile, this naming ability...)

Er Chouzi was trembling and his forehead was sweating.Behind him were the bodies of two royal bodyguards, blood and brains splashed all over him.

A certain little king is supreme, and a large amount of oil is stored underground, making him very rich.The country is rich but the people are poor because all property including the people belongs to the royal family.

Excuse me, is Mi Lijian, a human rights fighter for Mao, silent?

Answer: Because it's in America's interest?

For capitalists, human rights are not as sweet as money.

What do you think?

According to the law of the country, the eldest son inherits the throne, and the second prince inherits a wealth that is enough to squander.

Some people have money and status, but without a goal, they will become very empty.

Very normal.

But some people fill the void in inappropriate ways.

For example, the second ugly guy, he became a member of the High Table organization, and he likes to watch videos of killers torturing and killing their targets.

"Don't, don't...don't kill me! I have money!"

"I know you are rich. I heard that in your country, you can dig oil with a shovel." Mike said gently: "Don't be afraid, I also like money. Since we share common interests, we should be able to talk. What are you talking about?" How about talking about compensation for the losses caused to me personally by the High Table?"

"Okay, okay!" Er Chouzi wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand.

Usually, he wiped his sweat with a silk handkerchief.

And throw it away after wiping.

Er Chouzi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there is something to talk about, he is most afraid of reckless men who disagree with each other.

Mike took out two crumpled tissues and pushed them in front of Er Chouzi.

The first one listed the killers' damage to the glass of the supermarket's gate, exterior walls, flowers and plants, totaling about [-] dollars.Materials don't cost much, but labor is expensive.There are also the fees for Mike's use of the Sun Wheel Knife, the Possession Card, and so on.

Seeing the figure of less than $[-], the corners of Er Chouzi's mouth twitched, as if scolding someone.

The price of the beef and red wine that just entered Mike's belly, including the transportation from foreign special planes to China and helicopters to the desert, cost more than $[-].

Resisting the urge to curse, Er Chouzi looked at the second tissue.

The second one is just a few words: [mental damage fee: one billion US dollars. 】

Er Chouzi really wanted to scold someone, so he had a good time scolding.

Mike sneered: "Why is the amount inappropriate?"

Er Chouzi: "No, no."

One billion US dollars is not a small amount to anyone, anyway, he did not pay it alone, so it is not unacceptable to share it.

Mike: "You can bargain so that..."

"Can this reduce the amount?"

"No, that's an excuse to kill you with one shot."

Er Chouzi: "(╥﹏╥)"

Mike got up and patted the hem of his clothes: "Since you agreed, I'll go to persuade the next one. You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Er Chouzi waved his hands again and again: "No! Absolutely not!"

Mike suddenly asked the maid next to him.