Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

Far away on a private plane over the Pacific Ocean, the screen in front of Hiromi Yamada instantly went black.

He put down the computer unhurriedly and waved someone to prepare a cup of coffee for him. Yamada Hiromi looked at the scenery outside the window.

Although he failed to complete his goal of studying the gods, he had obtained a lot of precious materials and experimental data, and he packed some of them and took them on the plane.

As long as the plane lands, in America, the precious materials and data in his hands will make his classmates, mentors, and even the military, political dignitaries, and people from all parties unable to help but make friends with him and want to Let’s study these precious materials together.

By doing this, his efforts in Yingzhou over the past few years have been in vain. After leaving that country where everything is controlled, he can do more experiments at will.

Thinking of his great future and a bright future, Yamada Hiromi couldn't help but feel happy. After he came into contact with another world, but was not integrated into that world, he understood that power is the most important thing. thing.

And this knowledge, which is full of the source of the power of the old power, is the stepping stone for him to become a new power.

While thinking about this, Hiromi Yamada discovered that the rain clouds at the front of the plane were surprisingly solid, and there was a faint tendency to produce a thunderstorm.

"Tell the captain to raise the altitude and avoid the rain clouds ahead."

Yamada Hiromi, who subconsciously felt something was wrong, had just given the order when he found that Yuyun had already opened its huge mouth towards him.

"We can't pull it up! We are going to crash into it, no! The thundercloud is going to swallow us up! The whole aircraft! Be prepared for the thunderstorm!"

The broadcast in the cabin echoed the captain's hoarse roar, but Yamada Hiromi could no longer sit still and stood up dripping with sweat, with a look of panic on his face.

he came!How could he? ! !

In the thundercloud, he clearly saw a giant eye open and staring at him, and thunder rose from the clouds like a wild dragon.

"no, do not want!"

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It’s such a far-fetched foreshadowing that I don’t know when it will be used.

Chapter 141 The God of the Market

"Shingong? What are you doing? Why haven't you rescued me yet?"

The voice of Asuka pulled Jingu's mind back, and Jingu threw away the broken human head in his hand.

"It's nothing, just going to deal with the follow-up."

Following the electrical signal of Yamada Hiromi's remote control of the android's body, Jingu can easily capture his position on the Pacific Ocean and engulf him in a thunderstorm. If he can survive the thunderstorm, then The shrine doesn't care about these things.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled Feiniao out of the closed iron fence. Shengong glanced at the other trembling personnel around him, but he had no intention of killing anyone.

"I have already informed Huashanyuan and the others to handle matters here. Please stay here for a while. I have other things to deal with."

After some instructions, the sacred iron turned into a bracelet and quietly put it on Asuka's hand. As long as it was there, there was basically no need to worry about Asuka's safety.

"okay."

Although she really wanted Jingu to accompany her for a while, Asuka guessed that Jingu still had many important things to do, so she was not willful.

Looking at the flying birds, for some reason, Shengong sighed, then turned into the wind and disappeared.

Akihabara, Jingu came here after settling the matter with Asuka.

He was looking for someone, but if that guy tried to hide, he would definitely not be able to find him, but he estimated that he should be nearby.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, Jingu felt a familiar atmosphere in front of the largest pachinko store in Akihabara and walked into the store.

"Sure enough, you are here. Is this thing so fun?"

Shengong crossed his arms, and the sound of the small steel balls was extremely noisy, jingling incessantly. The figure sitting on the machine turned around and blew a puff of smoke towards Shenguong.

The pungent smell made Jingu wave his hand in disgust. Tian Gongji, who had changed his outfit, was now looking at him. He was not wearing the weird aesthetic colorful rags, but a neat long skirt shirt and high heels. , with a cigarette between his fingers.

"Of course, the shrine, these things jingle, jingle, jingle, just like the sound of falling coins. Everyone can't hold back and keep throwing money in. I like the sound of falling money the most."

"I don't comment on your hobbies, but I'm curious as to why you want to make these magatama, scatter them wantonly, and let them circulate underground in Tokyo. What is your purpose?"

The answer that the Shrine got from the Insect Princess was not a demon or a careerist, but a very rare Tiangong Jiren that the Shrine had maintained a pure friendship to this day.

That's why Shengong was curious and rushed from the animal world non-stop. After saving Asuka, he quickly came to find her, wanting to know what she wanted.

"Purpose? Shengong, you really don't understand me. What purpose can I have? Trading and circulation itself are my purpose."

Tian Gongjixian's smile looked evil and made Shengong feel that something was wrong.

"The entire Tokyo underground is so lively. Isn't it normal for me to add fuel to the fire? Everything can be bought and sold, everything is in circulation, money, corpses, lives. I just sell my power to them, and then

Only a negligible fee was charged. "

"Really? What about the price? Does the trivial fee mean their lives?"

The shrine has learned all about this thing from the Chongji. It uses the jade produced in hell to preserve the animal spirits that are already vicious and full of killing and survival instincts. When the jade is swallowed, these souls will become like slaves. Generally merged with the original owner.

Short-term loss of sanity and body shape changes are just the most trivial side effects. Most of the consequences of using this thing will only be one, and that is death. Even if you die, it will be difficult to escape. It will be inseparable from the animal spirits, and you will skip directly to hell. Sent to the animal kingdom.

"Of course, it's an iron rule to exchange life for strength, right? Isn't the price I'm offering higher than buying their lives with those insignificant things?"

Tian Gongji appeared, spread out his hands, and said calmly.

"I didn't buy or sell it forcefully, nor did I disguise it as something good. Everyone knows it has side effects, but everyone still buys it. What does this have to do with me?"

"Sure enough, you are not the Tiangong Jixian I know. Although you also love money, you two are different. Who are you?"

Tiangong Jixian would have saved the lives of two gangsters from the palace at that time, instead of talking about buying and selling human lives and counting heads like leeks like he is doing now.

"Have you finally discovered it? But of course I am the Heavenly Gong Gathering, or in other words, I am the real Heavenly Gong Gathering."

After extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, the Heavenly Bow appeared and invited the shrine.

"Would you like to play another game?"

Flicking the roulette wheel, Tian Gong Ji found that he was not playing pachinko at all, but was constantly stuffing money. The coins in his hand kept stuffing in. Before the previous round was over, the steel balls of the next round were shot out. , the chaotic steel balls jumped back and forth in the machine without any rules at all.

"What? Do you think this is crazy? But the game itself is like this. Whether it's calculation or finding patterns, the so-called skills are just bait to attract people. Even if I mess around like this, with them, with these people who have their wallets harvested, people, there is no difference.”

“Using various methods to gather money from the hands of the majority to the hands of the minority, and then distribute it to the majority in the form of claims, and then continue to make them owe more money. This is the essence of circulation. This is the nature of capital. Bait, this is the so-called market, this is the true face of Tiangong Jixian, the god of the market."

"Kindness? Conscience? Morality? Emotion? Can that kind of thing make the stock market, bond market or property market a little better? It can't, so the market doesn't need that kind of thing, so the God of the market doesn't have that kind of thing! "

Tiangong Jixian fiercely hit the last steel ball. The machine seemed to be stuck due to the large number of steel balls being played in a short period of time. The machine began to report an error, reminding players that they can go to the counter to find a teller to deal with it. This time the game will not be counted. result.

“It’s not the gods that decide what the world will be like, but the world that decides what the gods will be like!”

Tian Gong Jixian stood up and stared at the shrine. She looked like a real god now more than ever before.

"Do you understand? The woman in front of you now is the real God of Heavenly Gong, the real God of the Market. Not a ridiculous woman with weird aesthetics and boring kindness."

"I understand."

Jingu nodded, seeming to understand.

"Being bound and influenced by the world's beliefs, you are becoming less and less like your original self, so you are asking me for help?"

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Chapter 142 1 vs 20 billion

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Chapter 143 New Life and Summer

After hearing what Shen Gong said, Tian Gong Ji Xian's first reaction was that he was joking, but combined with Shen Gong's temperament, she understood that Shen Gong was not joking, but really had such an idea.

"How do you know if you don't try it? Although the ancient market with people as the main body has basically disappeared, you can now do a very primitive and ancient transaction."

The shrine shrugged and handed the cloud-like shawl to Tian Gong Jixian.

"Bartering for goods and bartering for people. The prototype of the market is based on such simple and pure things. So now I will use this to buy you."

"You are buying and selling by force! And this is slavery in a primitive society! It is not civilized at all!"

Tian Gong Ji Xian retorted.

"It doesn't matter. You have no reason or room to refuse, right?"

Yes, after reasonable calculation, if she refuses, she will lose more, including things other than this incarnation. Agreeing is the most reasonable situation. No matter whether the palace can change herself, she will not lose after all. .

Now that the gains and losses were clear, she had no reason to refuse. She took the shawl from the hands of the palace and the deal was concluded.

The immeasurable force pouring into the body is greater than the impact caused by any economic turmoil. It is more intense than the 20 years lost in Yingzhou's history. It is unimaginable. It is clear that there has been a transaction with the Shrine before, but This time it was so abnormal.

"Because the previous transaction was made with worldly money, but this time, my feelings as a friend and gratitude to you are used. Of course, the value is different."

Seeing through Tian Gong Ji Xing's doubts, Shen Gong squeezed her hand, making it impossible for her to avoid it.

It was obviously a good thing, and her divine power was constantly increasing, but Tian Gong Ji Xian just wanted to escape from the hands of the shrine. Her whole body seemed to be torn apart. She could feel another self awakening from the bottom of her heart. To tear her apart completely.

"Let go! I'm going to be torn apart! I'm going to be bursting!"

The iridescent light gradually spread from the palms of the two people's hands to the entire body of Tian Gong Ji, shooting out from her seven orifices and from the cracks in her torn skin.

She broke free from the old skin and dispersed like ashes. She was born under the sunset, bounded by her yellow cloud shawl, beneath which she embraced the azure sky, and above which was the rainbow across the sky.

While being the god of the market, Tian Gong Ji Xian is also the god of rainbows and ownerless objects.

"It's so rude, Jingu, for arrogantly writing your own thoughts on me. Is this how you treat your friends?"

Tiangong Jixian, who had just opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to complain about the shrine's rough behavior.

"Well, sorry."

"Huh? Sorry, this is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

Tian Gong Jixian was a little surprised. She just made a casual comment to lighten the atmosphere. After all, if she said something too affectionate at this time, she couldn't say it.

"No, not that."

Jingu looked up at the sunset and rainbow in the sky, and said softly:

"I'm just sorry for calling you the God of Capital and an unscrupulous profiteer."