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When Zhou Tang opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the big bed in the top suite of Jin Mao.

Raising his head with great effort, he saw the bright sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the streets in the distance were still flowing, and the magic capital was back to its normality and crowding day after day.

He struggled to sit up and found some blood on the bandage around his waist. But he took a deep breath, and the pinprick pain of the night when his ribs fell out was gone. I vaguely remember that there were a lot of scars on my arms and chest at that time, but now when I looked over, I found that there were only a few white marks left. Quickly tore open the bandage around his waist, and the original purple-black wound was only a faint bruise.

"Hey, are you awake?" Meng Jin was giggling on the sofa in the living room, and when he saw Zhou Tang appear, he rushed over to give his roommate the warmest hug.

"The injury should have been too good last night, after all, the power of the gods is accompanied by healing powers. Lying down for so long, I'm afraid it's because of detachment. Coco also appeared next to Zhou Tang with a smile, wearing a J.Crew brand floral dress, this tropical skirt made her look very casual, as if she was enjoying a vacation with a super five-star hotel penthouse suite.

"The people prepared seafood porridge, although it was time for lunch, but the chef said that after strenuous exercise, it is better to eat a vegetarian meal." Sachiko-san has reverted to the complicated gothic skirt, but today's main color is white, which looks much more elegant than her usual purple and black ** French skirt.

"What happened after last night?" One of the major sequelae of detachment is actually similar to a hangover, they are all groggy and groggy, and what has happened is like playing an old-fashioned tape movie, the cutscenes are incoherent frame by frame, and the plot line without details always feels nihilistic and magical when recalled.

"Hey! We've taken out two big guys! Meng Jin changed his past bitterness, and very excitedly stuffed an iPad into Zhou Tang's hand, "Let's take a look at the news in the academy space, we have all become stars!" ”

Zhou Tang took it and found that it was Meng Jin's killing god Bai Qi who had landed, standing in front of the bulletin board on the edge of the academy space tavern. Huge billboards are flashing with images and huge text introductions.

"The first Masonic freshman, the Chastes-class sheep demon and the five-hundred-year-old ghost servant! The highest demon extermination action in 20 years by students! ”

"The prize money is comparable to the lottery! $12 million check! Private Missions Bonus Rates High! ”

"Rain God Chuck Thunder Strike, this is the special move of the No. 228 God?"

"2672 meters! A new record in the history of sniping in the world! The God of Arrows is coming, and the only S-class waste wood freshman counterattacks again! ”

The photos that appear on the billboard are the scene of last night. This was all preserved by Po before the various CCTV footage near the scene was cleared. This real scene is like a silk thread, piecing together Zhou Tang's originally broken memories bit by bit.

"I killed the Ghost Servant?" Zhou Tang sat down at the long table, and a waiter brought a hot seafood porridge.

"I saw that! It's handsome, my bullets don't work against that guy, but if you just axe it, he'll be gone. Meng Jin tasted a mouthful of porridge and expressed his naked admiration to his roommate.

"The 500-year-old ghost servant is very strong in his domain, if it weren't for the thunder of the rain god just to restrain this evil spiritual realm, I'm afraid we would all be in danger last night. After all, thunder and lightning represent the purest Haoran righteousness in the world, and it is simply a big killing move for the resentful soul. Coco took a sip of the juice and added with a smile.

"And last night's ghost servant actually devoured the soul of the séance before, and today Po told us that the organization to which the séance belonged back then would pay us an additional 1 million US dollars as a thank you gift."

"What? So we have $13 million in this mission? Meng Jin put down the spoon in his hand, and all he saw in his eyes were piles of banknotes.

"A quarter, that is, about $3 million, goes to the public account of Freemasonry, and the rest, you and Zhou Tang are 4 million, and Sachiko and I are 1 million." Coco smiled, and distributed the high reward, "Now that it's all in your academy's account, you can see it when you log in to the academy space." ”

Zhou Tang has no special concept of $4 million. When he was studying in the UK at the time, because he wanted to stay in London as a chef in the summer, he spent 4 million pounds to buy a top-level apartment building, signed a military-speed network, and then sang with several of Eaton's buddies every day, playing games every day without delay, and even watching the island country action movie was only on Blu-ray version, and it was downloaded within half a minute of going to the toilet.

Needless to say, Sachiko also has her own high-value family trust fund and unlimited black credit cards, and when they hear the news, they only show that "oh, good, I have more pocket money" expression.

Only Meng Jin's hand was trembling wildly, and his heart was about to burst violently, he wanted to pinch the spoon and eat a bite of seafood porridge to suppress the shock, to hide his little excitement that he had never seen the world, but he raised the spoon and put it down, it was obvious that he had failed.

I don't have pocket money in elementary school, and when I always look forward to paying some tuition and fees, my dad will wave his hand at him and say that you can keep the remaining few dollars in change. Then he would grab the three or five dollars and eat in front of the food stall in the back alley of the school. Although he had no money before, he still didn't have the concept of poverty, but after Ma Tianyu appeared at home, he felt that he had become a poor person through and through. I started to have pocket money every week, but I didn't even count Ma Tianyu's fraction. I saved more than 2,000 quick money in three years of high school and wanted to buy a game console and one or two genuine game discs, but Ma Tianyu threw it in the bar at night may be several times that of these two thousand.

And now, I finally make money in the real sense! And the amount of money is considerable, so considerable that even his own father has to face it. The concept of 4 million US dollars, nearly more than 20 million yuan, so much money, if it is piled up with cash, how big is it? Can you cover this table and put it on several layers? Daddy's Panamera can buy more than a dozen cars by himself! Ma Tianyu probably wouldn't believe it if he knew, right? If my stepmother found out, I'm afraid she would be shy and flattering herself, right?

Meng Jin grinned happily and snatched the iPad in front of Zhou Tang, then pressed out the backpack interface of the Killing God Bai Qi, and saw the numbers in his account-

- 31 million.

His original available limit was 5 million given to him by Benjamin, but now it is reduced to 0. The net value became -31 million.

"What?!"

"Hey! MJ！ The academy is pleased with the speed at which you are earning money and has decided to start the deduction early, and your account has been emptied. You know, the college's economy is already relatively tight, and it is natural to keep an eye on a debtor like you. Po suddenly appeared on the iPad's desktop, grinning and explaining.

"But...... Don't I have some change or something? The bounty of the Minotaur, the prize won in the séance of the freshman test, or something......" Meng Jin choked, his voice hoarse as the endless despair in the desert.

"Haha, don't you have to pay interest on the money you owe?"

"What about the limit? Don't I have a limit of 50 million? Except for the 9 million ...... I paid back."

"Boy, don't be native, the limit is 50 million for the S-level, yes, but you have to apply for it too, by the way, the interest on the current application limit is very expensive!"

"Smack."

Meng Jin cried and folded his face angrily, and flipped the IPad over and covered it on the table. It was only then that he realized how close heaven and hell were. The last time at the high school prom, Coco's appearance pulled him from the abyss of hell to heaven, and today, at the dinner table, the hateful Po kicked himself into hell with his big fat feet.

"Some guys are shameless. How can he compare to the guy who killed an unsuspecting humanoid sheep demon with a black gun on his forehead and killed that terrifying ghost servant? The $4 million reward is fleeting, and the chicken-and-egg fight is not a good ending. Sachiko sat down and tasted the seafood porridge, and at the same time began the Shenmending Knife with that faint condescending tone that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Well, yes, this is a gift for the two of you in the club. As a reward for completing the first kill mission for new students. ”

Coco handed Zhou Tang an invitation tied with silk, and he couldn't see what was written inside. At the same time, what was stuffed into Meng Jin's hand was a new smartphone. On the back of the black smartphone, the mark of a hammer is emblazoned.

"Although the mainstream is the Apple mobile phone now, this smart phone called Hammer has just come out. That founder, the fat man, seems to be very popular with you, as I see in your records. ”

Meng Jin nodded helplessly and took the black phone. In his long years of hanging silk, Luo Yonghao is the best spokesperson for hanging silk. He is bloated, wears a pair of inconspicuous glasses, his hair is always unkempt, and he belongs to the high-end house of engineering, and his English accent is also very strong, and others will plan him in the category of slings at first glance. However, he always maintains a counterattacking heart, never cares about the goddess and winning or losing, and always insists on his somewhat perverted rigor and seriousness. After coming out of Xindongfang to go it alone, he went through a series of funny incidents, and finally tossed out the black mobile phone in his hand.

Meng Jin stroked the huge display screen of the black phone, and then saw that the almost perfectly proportioned mirror reflected his helpless and indescribable face.