Reincarnation Paradise

It was late at night. In the bedroom of a small two-story building, a fat middle-aged man with a big belly sits on the head of the bed. He has entered the saint mode. His name is Flanders, who is the deputy of the Bank of San Melo. President.

The concept of bank has only appeared in the past ten years, and it has flourished soon after it has appeared. Of course, this is inseparable from the strong support of the empire behind it.

Only five years ago, banks allowed private ownership, and various laws on private banks were introduced one after another.

Flanders was the first group of gold collectors, and he was the best. He remembered that at the banquet a few days ago, the president of the Imperial Bank took the initiative to walk to him, smiled and talked with him, but did not recall this. He felt ecstatic.

When the presidents of other private banks saw the big man, they were all flattering. He was different from Flanders, because he used his wealth to make many high-ranking officers of the Royal Navy. Every year, he used the name of the empire to report to these navies. Generals provide funding.

Note that it is funded in the name of the empire. Those gold coins will first be taken over by the empire in the name of taxation, and then go to the hands of various admirals.

Flanders didn't want to give the gold coins directly to the navy generals, but couldn't do so. With the empire, the deputy governor of a private bank, how dare he directly fund the Royal Navy?Don't want to live, or that he intends to unite these admirals to overthrow the empire?Any one count on Flander's head is enough for him to die hundreds of times.

Flanders' approach is very clever, not only relieved the economic pressure of the empire, but also did not touch the empire's majesty, but also made friends with the admirals.

For this kind of businessmen, the top empires and the generals of the Royal Navy liked them very much. They opened the door to convenience and allowed Flanders to make money. Everyone had meat.

Although Flanders is the deputy governor of Lijin Bank, in fact, he is the real owner of Lijin Bank. The so-called governor is his shield. It is a high-risk profession and is often asked for money. Kidnapped by fateful pirates.

Flanders has seen it through. In this chaotic sea of ​​magic, hard fist is everything. He is just a businessman. Too much wealth is a disaster for him. Those navy or pirates with extraordinary power can quietly escape. Kill him soundly.

When Flander sighed, a drop of blood appeared out of thin air, as if flying out of a different space. The blood touched Flander's hand, but he didn't notice it.

Everything around it seems to be illusory, it feels a bit like a dream, but also a bit real.

Flanders looked at the glamorous socialite walking out, his eyes were very flat, he just entered the saint mode, so hard.

"Sleepy, talk to Brigadier General Murray tomorrow morning."

Flander sighed. He is over 40. He is more lustful. Although it is all you wish, Flander's puffy body is a bit unbearable and severely weak. He has visited all kinds of witches. Obtaining nothing, extraordinary power can help him recover his increasingly weak body, but to carry extraordinary power, he needs a strong enough body, otherwise he will undoubtedly die.

Flanders can't touch those extraordinary items and potions that can be used without a strong body. Those things are not enough for the rulers of the empire, and it is not his turn to be a merchant.

Tick~

The cold water droplets dripped on Flander's face. He was shivered by the ice and looked up at the roof of the shed.

"what!!"

The screams spread, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

boom.

The bedroom door was kicked open, and several navy soldiers rushed into the room. Two of them jumped onto the bed and squatted halfway on the left and right of Flanders. Several others stood guard at the door and window.

"Mr. Flanders, what's the matter with you?"

"what!"

Flander, who was in the quilt, stuck his head out and saw that it was a navy soldier. He relaxed. He almost collapsed with sweat all over.

"There are ghosts, no no no, that's a monster, take me out of here!"

Flanders grabbed the navy soldier by the arm as if he had seen a savior.

"There is a monster? What kind of monster is it?"

The navy soldier was puzzled.

"Just..."

Halfway through Flander's words, his body froze, his eyes frightened.

"Is that right?"

The navy soldier half-squatting on the ship smiled strangely, his head in full bloom, and the black tentacles with eyes stretched out.

"Yeah!!!"

Flanders screamed as if possessed by his wife, with his hands still in front of his chin.

Chuckle.

The black tentacles swallowed Flanders and everything turned into darkness.

With a whirr, Flander got up from the bed|, panting like a cow with sweat all over his body, and the real dream made him a little collapsed.

"It turned out to be a dream, it scared me to death."

"Huh~? Mr. Flanders, what's the matter with you."

A lazy voice came from the side, and a beautiful socialite sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"It's okay, I had a nightmare."

"Nightmare?"

The sociable flower turned his back to Flanders, and the next moment, there was a crisp click, and the sociable flower's head turned 180° facing Flanders.

Seeing this scene, Flanders got hot in his crotch and fainted while scaring the bed.

In the confusion, Flander suddenly opened his eyes, still the familiar bedroom, and the familiar socialite beside him.

"what!"

Flander screamed and kicked the courtesan out of the bed, the weak courtesan fell off the quilt together, and she sat up in confusion.

"Mr. Flanders?"

"You, you... don't come here."

"Hey?"

The social flower was completely trapped, and turned to aggrieved in his heart and turned his head too far.

"I……"

Flander shook his head, and took out a gold coin from the clothing on the side.

"I just had a dream. Anyway... it's complicated. Take this gold coin and leave."

"Woohoo~"

The sociable flower covered her face and wept, tears gushing from her fingers, yes, it just gushes, like a faucet that opens a valve.

Seeing this scene, Flander was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, it was a dream, all dreams.

Soon, Flanders was drowned in tears, and the nightmare continued.

The next morning, Flander got up from bed| and had a nightmare all night. He was actually very energetic and didn't feel tired as imagined, but he was very hungry, so hungry that he could eat half a cow.

After calling for breakfast, Flanders began to feast on it. For some reason, today's breakfast was exceptionally delicious and the flavor was much more distinct.

After enjoying a meal, Flanders was puzzled. He always felt his body relaxed a lot, as if he was ten years younger.

This sudden change made Flanders joy from the heart, but soon he found a note on the bedside table that read:

'Flanders, with your current physique, it will not be a problem to live to be over 120 years old, provided that you will not die by accident, and nightmares will accompany you as a price.'

Seeing this note, Flander was both terrified and happy. He could feel that his body was indeed getting better, but the nightmare last night...

Last night, Flander was scared to faint 12 times, scared to urinate 2 times, if it were not for his rich life experience, he might have been ashamed to cry last night.

"Pay and gain."

Flander was pacing in the room. This method was often used by his opponents. Today, he experienced it personally. I have to say that this method is really effective. He was firmly grasped, far better than general He threatened brilliantly after kidnapping.

Flander was sure that he could get rid of the nightmare, but there was a price to pay. First of all, he thought that this incident was not Brigadier General Murray, and the person who did it didn't care about revenge on the face.

"Not Brigadier General Murray, nor a pirate, but a certain witch? No, the witch has no guts to do this to me."

Flanders eliminated all the goals in his heart. Soon, he recalled one thing. Last night, Brigadier General Murray hurriedly left on the way to meet him. Through the power of gold coins, Flanders knew that Brigadier Murray was Meet a legendary being, the captain of the Doom.

"Isn't it... was targeted by that person?"

Flanders shuddered. He can climb to where he is today. Intelligence channels are indispensable. He received a piece of news before. The legendary man killed the Shipwreck Island yesterday. All those involved in pirates, No one was left to kill, and the means were so fierce that just imagination made Flanders chill in his heart.

Flanders hesitated again and again, and finally decided that he wanted wealth and danger. He had no shortage of wealth. He had a healthy body to enjoy wealth, which was an irresistible temptation for him.

Rejecting the protection of the navy soldiers, Flanders took his own guards and went to the beach on the coast. When he reached the beach, he drove them away.

The waves hit the beach, and a piece of ice floated over. Flanders hesitated for a moment, and finally crawled onto the ice with the water dripping.

The ice suddenly accelerated, and the wind pressure made Flanders on the ice unable to open his eyes. He felt something grabbing his shoulder and flying him up.

When Flanders was on the ground again, he was already standing on the deck of a big ship.

"You are welcome aboard the Doom, Flanders."

Baja landed on the top of the captain's room, on the deck around Flanders, standing full of cursed people.

"Don't be nervous, Flanders, what you got last night, you should have felt it. It is a precious medicine. When you are troubled by nightmares, I will give you an injection. Don't worry, there are no side effects."

The words of Baha stopped here, giving Flanders time to think.

"Since you are a businessman, let's trade it. How many gold coins do you prepare to get rid of the problem of nightmares."

"This..." Speaking of the deal, Flanders' courage emerged, and he continued: "It's up to you to bid."

"Well, 30,000 Mohai Gold Coins."

"Deal."

Flanders breathed a sigh of relief, he also thought he would bankrupt his family.

"I'm Gan!"

Baha looked at Flanders up and down, a little bit unreturned, where is the rich businessman in front of him, this is clearly the god of wealth.

PS: (Two shifts today, spring is here, the cervical spondylosis of the waste mosquito has recurred, and the old problems are recurring. If it gets better tomorrow, strive for four shifts. If there is no improvement, try to maintain three shifts.)