Overgod Ascension

“Boss, you should know that the things that come out of the Lord God's space, even the lowest props, are also popular in the real world, right? ”

The gray mouse asked.

“Of course I know! ”

Charles nodded.

Converting an item out is already a huge expense, and taking it from the main god space to the real world will also require a huge fee, sometimes even as much as buying the item itself or beyond!

So many of the returnees have defamed the Lord God belly and must have vampire properties.

Even so, as long as it is brought into the real world, there are also the wealthy, the wealthy and even the state willing to buy it.

If economic value alone is counted, it will certainly make more money than Charles' exchange of gold.

But after doing so, Charles immediately broke his mind when he accidentally caused trouble, seriously injuring the grey rat at the time and nearly dying.

The forces of those countries will not let go of any channel or clue to acquire extraordinary items, so connected one by one, Shundo will surely involve a large number of returnees.

Charles thought about it a long time ago, so he would rather endure the slow growth of wealth than deal with those forces.

Nevertheless, he redeemed several items that were very beneficial to ordinary people and allowed the gray mouse to bring them to Mettler's family.

“I've obviously hinted at them, but you know Mettler's wife, a vain woman who loves to show off, almost treated me like a ATM...”

Grey Mouse spit: “After a recent debt due to a luxury life, this woman still wants to sell them on the black market...”

“Damn...”

Charles covered his forehead and had nothing to say.

“That's why she was immediately targeted! ”

Gray Mouse said honestly: “It was only a gang, and I wanted to solve them by myself, but when I touched their headquarters, I realized that they were basically part of the Black Clothes Society of the Kingdom. I had already informed my boss of this news...”

He was also very depressed when he said that.

Charles understands that, after all, whoever meets such a pig teammate will be quite freaked out.

“Thank you so much! ”

It was a mistake to know that the gray mouse was at fault, and Charles was watching other returnees to know that he had not done anything against the team in the real world. Otherwise, their team would have disposed of the gray mouse and replaced it with a listening agent.

“Has the kingdom's black club noticed the Mettlers? ”

Charles got up and sighed: "This is unfortunate news! ”

“Boss, what are you doing? ”

Greyhound asked creepy.

“Naturally, to solve the problem! ”

Charles took his coat off and put it on like a shopping trip.

“Here… but… Kingdom…”

Gray rats get a little stubborn even talking.

Until this time, he remembered in a trance, this guy in front of him, but in the countless rounds of the world, he slaughtered the city to destroy the kingdom, killed people in the wild, read a great deal, and called the man who remembered the king.

In the real world, even if mindfulness plays only half the time, it's the same as playing against regular gangs and even small-calibre pistols.

“Boss, when I beg you, don't make any big news, a werewolf Siegel, enough is enough...”

He almost begged.

“Don't worry, do you think the power of our returnees is to fight and kill? ”

Charles turned around and gave him a comforting smile. For some reason, the grey rat's mood grew heavier.

……

Mettler's villa.

The family, with a widow, a lovely pair of dragon phoenix fetuses, had only recently moved in, except that Mrs. Mettler seemed very wealthy and always wore the latest branded coat, none of which weighed heavily.

It all comes naturally from a gift from a gray mouse.

Immediately after obtaining a large sum of cash, Mrs. Mettler fell into an intoxicating lust, becoming drunk and dreaming to death, working hard all day long, and even the whole person's mental state became a little crazy.

If Charles sees this scene, he's bound to have some regrets.

“The latest fashion, cosmetics, sedans...”

Inside the villa, Mrs Mettler stared at the brochure with a fiery glow in her eyes.

“I want them! ”

She said to herself, coming upstairs again, opening a safe and removing a black crystal necklace.

The black necklace flashes a mysterious light, just holding it in your hand and it seems to have a cool airflow gushing out of it.

“Since this is a relic of Mettler, I naturally have the right to deal with it! ”

The gray mouse gave her these extraordinary props in vague terms, not to mention the specific value of the items.

So in Mrs. Mettler's eyes, they're just a few of the more precious pieces, and the styles are a little outdated.

Selling them in exchange for more gold won't require hesitation.

“You know what? Little baby... there's a businessman willing to pay $200,000 for you, for God's sake... Mettler, that dead bastard, he was a loser in his life, how could he possibly own something like this? ”

That is also one of Mrs Mettler's concerns.

She even suspected that her husband had been guilty of something illegal before, and that the gray mouse was his partner, who naturally felt a little hot and uneasy about what the other person had given him and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

I don't know if these things are really thieves, but they can cause me a lot of trouble.

Of course, Mrs. Mettler, who has already been blinded by many luxury items at this time, will not take this into account at all.

She hummed a light twist, put the black crystal necklace in her handbag, stepped on her high heels and walked out the door.

……

In an apparently ordinary merchant shop, in the general manager's office.

“Boss, that's what we're dealing with today! ”

The head of the mall is sweating cold and anxiously staring at the boss who came all the way here.

The other party is a big figure in the black club. The chief of the area, far from being able to compare the power, is now here to inform himself.

“Well... a very ordinary woman, her husband's name is Mettler? Died in an accident? ”

The leader in black saw this place and apparently moved.

“Exactly! ”

The person in charge wiped the sweat: “According to our estimation, this Mettler should have been chosen there to be a returner! ”

For them, the matter of the Lord God's space is no secret at all.

At present, on the bedside bookcase of almost all powerful figures, there must be no shortage of that "Turn the World".

Even the few who actively seek death in order to obtain that illusory first-line opportunity.

It has to be said that the world is already crazy and anything can happen.

“That necklace seems to possess extraordinary power... it doesn't matter, I brought the latest detector this time, it can't be faked! ”

The boss was obviously satisfied with the discovery: "But this woman, be sure to look after her, no! We need to tempt her step by step, get her into all kinds of shopping traps, clean up her bottom and see what leads out behind her! ”

Speaking of which, his eyes suddenly flashed with cold.

“Yes! ”

The person in charge immediately paid tribute and promised.

“It is indeed a vicious plan! ”

At this moment, a sudden third-party voice suddenly appeared in the room.

“Who?”

The person in charge immediately turned around vigilantly and pressed his hand against his waist.

The head sitting in the loungers also rose and stared in the shadow at this sudden intruder.

The face is thick, the head seems a little bald, but the temperament is quite remarkable, unlike ordinary people.

“Didi! ”

“Didi! ”

At this point, on the head of the black suit, an instrument suddenly sounded and made a sharp sound.

“Extraordinary detector responds, are you extraordinary?! ”

He shouted immediately.

“Hmm? Something nice? I can feel my power! ”

Charles was slightly surprised, and as soon as he reached out, the meter flew automatically into his hand.

Seeing this scene, two Blackjacket agents have determined that this guy must be the legendary returner.

“You don't have to waste any more time! ”

Charles, playing with the meter on his hand, suddenly smiled: "From the moment I came in, the whole room was under the blockade of my mind, and no matter what signal you send, none of your men will receive it! ”

“Are you here about Mrs. Mettler? Sorry... we have some bad faith in this matter! ”

The leader of the Black Clothes Club immediately completed the ninety degree waistplate and apologized with great sincerity.

He is also quite aware of the power of the intelligent, the extraordinary, who, at such close proximity, suddenly come into contact with the defensive, can be described as very dangerous with his men.

“Don't worry, I'm not like Siegel. Besides, you have a bad idea, but you haven't implemented it yet, have you? ”

Charles suddenly laughed: “One of my friends often warned me that things that can be solved with intelligence are easy to avoid resorting to force, and that some small skills are more useful than mindfulness, such as...”

He pulled out a black pocket watch with no pointers, but a black little magic array: "Sorry… I'm not very good at psychic magic, I need this little thing to help me, forget the spell! ”

Boo!

A white light flashed through and Charles suddenly disappeared.

The head of the black coat looked stubborn and suddenly put on his coat: "Well, I should go too. After all, it was just a misjudgment, nothing serious! ”

“I'm so sorry, boss! ”

The person in charge even apologized, as if they had completely forgotten about Mrs. Mettler.