It's just that Song Qian doesn't really want to double the amount of scattered wealth so quickly, and the larger the amount, the more difficult it is to complete every day.

In particular, it is not possible to consume in disguise, and it seems that there are still requirements for the assessment of the number of people, which must meet the essence of fair wealth distribution, and cannot throw all the money to anyone. After all, people are not as good as the sky, and solid work is worthy of a salary of 10,000 yuan a day.

The other is the task that needs to be triggered randomly. According to my experience over the past few days, random tasks come from various wishes for money, and then they can be triggered when they happen to be touched by themselves. To trigger a random task, you have to be nosy.

Hey, it's a long way to go, so it's better to lie down and rest early. Hengzhi has successfully turned positive today, which is still gratifying. One million a day, and the Erlang God Protector, can occasionally walk sideways.

Thinking of this, Song Qian began to rummage around: What about the God of Wealth props? What does this kind of thing that can pretend to be forced and save lives look like?

Qiankun bag, it can't be a snakeskin pocket, right? Defense cards should be cards. But where?

"Tick!" the phone message rang.

The God of Wealth prop can't be an APP, right? Song Qian began to be a little speechless before he looked at his phone. Fortunately, it was only the news that the 1 million scattered wealth quota had arrived.

I continued to look for treasures, but I searched through the hotel rooms and couldn't find anything that looked like a treasure that was not a hotel item. It's strange, since the amount of scattered wealth has successfully reached one million, it is impossible for this good God of Wealth props to be without?

Yu Yu climbed back into bed, and Song Qian held his chin and thought there. As far as the eye can see, there are wine bottles all over the floor, six shoes, and all kinds of clothes......

Suddenly, Song Qian found one thing and got up. His purse was peeking out of his pants pocket.

The wallet is still the wallet of your own, with an exaggerated LV logo, a typical Dick Silk brand A cargo bag. However, since becoming a substitute financial god and having the salary rewarded for completing tasks, there are now thousands of oceans in this wallet.

It doesn't matter if the wallet is real or not, as long as the money in it is real.

The reason why the wallet attracted Song Qian's attention was because in the corner of the original A bag, there was a slightly shiny yellow sign, and if you carefully distinguish it, it seems to be an ingot.

Ingot treasure?!That's it!

I really can't imagine that this Qiankun bag fell into the mortal world and turned into my own A cargo bag. However, this is also good, it is more convenient to use.

When I opened my wallet, there were still a few hundred-dollar bills and some gross bills. According to the function of the Qiankun bag, it can be exchanged for money and goods at will? It is equivalent to a portable ATM? Or take a look at 100,000 soft sister coins first?

Song Qian thought like this, and looked into his wallet again, and the wallet, which was originally deflated, was suddenly stuffed with full banknotes.

, I really think about it!

But...... took out the pile of banknotes that suddenly appeared in his wallet, Song Qian checked it, and it was only ten thousand yuan. Of course, my wallet can only hold so much, unlike the big wallets that the local tyrants clip, and they don't drum if they stuff 30,000 or 50,000 yuan.

However, when Song Qian looked down at the wallet again, he found that the wallet that had been taken out and empty was full of banknotes again.

I took it out again, and in an instant it was full again. Dig it up, fill it again, fill it up again, fill it up again. The speed at which this wallet bulged up was much faster than the speed at which Song Qian took out the money, it was like a trick. Song Qian panicked for a while, he had to take out a handful and throw it aside, and then throw it aside, and finally took out seven or eight times, and finally there was no more money in the wallet, and the room was also red and glamorous.

This...... It should be 100,000 bills. I can't imagine that there are quite a lot after monetization.

It seems that this Qiankun bag can indeed be realized, and Song Qian doesn't want to experiment with turning diamonds into gold or something, the money is easy to handle, if a diamond comes out, how should he disperse it?

After figuring out the Qiankun bag, all that's left is the defense card for life-saving. Since the Qiankun bag is his wallet, Song Qian feels that the defense card is likely to be an ordinary card, similar to a bank card, business card and the like.

I rummaged through my wallet that I had no money again: ID cards, Huatai Bank savings cards, golden Nirvana cards, bus cards, access control cards for the Rose Garden Community, Cao Xiangrong's business cards, Zhu Xinlai's business cards, and IOUs written by Yuan Zixin...... How come there is still a note?

Except for Yuan Zixin, Song Qian doesn't remember who else has given him an IOU. How could there suddenly be an extra note in the wallet? Don't say that this is the legendary defense card! How can a piece of paper be defended?!

I took out the note and opened it. On a 16K piece of white paper, nine words were written in three lines.

Zhang Yide, Zhao Zhilong, Guan Yunchang?!

What is it? Why don't you just say that it is Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, and Guan Yu? Why didn't Zhuge Kong Ming and Liu Xuande come out? The good God of Wealth has crossed over to the Three Kingdoms? Song Qian is simply one head and two big.

These three guys are completely enough to protect themselves, but what's the matter with giving three names? What about the good defense cards?

However, no matter how much I rummaged, there was nothing else but this blank paper that suddenly appeared.

"Zhang Yide?" Song Qian shouted tentatively. Thinking that maybe it's the same as the Qiankun bag, think about it, shout, and people suddenly appear.

However, after being quiet for a few seconds, Song Qian felt that he was really stupid. Moreover, according to the "Advanced Handbook of Acting as a Financial Minister", in the past thirty or forty years, because of air pollution, the gods can no longer descend to earth, if not, there is no need to look for a financial management god in the world.

It's those ghosts and ghosts, in the underworld, it's getting easier and easier to get in and out of the mortal world. After all, things gather like and people divide into groups, and when all aspects of the two places begin to converge, the boundaries become more and more blurred.

Therefore, it is easy to meet ghosts, but it is difficult to meet immortals. It's not that the gods don't descend to the mortal, it's not that the ghosts do more evil, but that people's hearts are becoming more and more unpredictable.

In this case, it should be even more useless to call Zhao Zilong and Guan Yunchang.

Suddenly a little lost, is the defense card just a white strip? and said that it was just asking them for protection?

Let's do it first.

In the corner of the bed, Song Qian still couldn't sleep. First, I kept repeating all kinds of information in my head, and second, I was warm and warm around me, or two. However, the strength of the wine has not eased up, and the body is weak, and it seems to have entered the saint mode for a while.

Yes, if you don't eat it, you can always touch it. I hugged one by the hand, and it was really warm......

……

Falling asleep in a daze, Song Qian felt a little hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

Is the air conditioner broken? Or are you complaining?

"Ahem......" The people around him coughed.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem......" was another coughing sound.

Song Qian couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his nose at this time, feeling a suffocating panic in his chest, and at the same time opened his eyes.

The room was still dim, and even though the night light was on, it was gray in front of me.

Gray...... No, what kind of gray is this, this is clearly smoke!

"It's on fire!" Song Qianhuo jumped up from the bed, saw the smoke spewing through the crack in the door, and shouted.