Arthur Shelton was stunned for a moment and asked:

"Who are you? Is this some kind of damn prank? Or is there some ruthless guy who wants to taunt me about my failures? You wait, my experiment is going to be successful, wait ......"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party:

"You misunderstood, I'm from a 'real' technology company, and I'm going to invest in the acquisition of your Sky Technology, even if it's just a garage company now, in order to show my sincerity, I'll give you a part of the deposit now......"

Arthur Shelton only felt his phone shook, revealing a message.

He glanced at it, and couldn't help but shudder all over his body, and stood on the spot.

Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked at the message again, and then slapped himself again, making sure he was not mistaken.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

A million dollars!

The other party sent him a million dollars!

Just a few days ago, he wanted to sell the company for $100,000 for emergencies, but he was ridiculed, after all, he was still burdened with millions of dollars in debt.

And now, the other party actually gave him a million casually!

It's an unconditional trust! It's even more exciting than a million!

The other party's voice is calm and gentle, which makes people feel happy after listening to it:

"Mr. Arthur, I am very optimistic about your technology and capabilities, your nanomechanical cluster technology represents a direction for the development of human civilization, so when the wholly-owned acquisition of Sky Technology, I will still give you 10% of the equity, and at the same time hire you as the CEO of Sky Technology, what do you think? This million is only the initial intention money, and the total amount is about a small goal. ”

Jesus Christ, O God, I have finally ushered in my good fortune and have been recognized!

Arthur Shelton trembled all over, his eyes were moist, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Dear Mr. Investor, please forgive me for my ignorance, a small goal...... Be...... How much money is there? ”

Million?

Million?

Or ten million?

This is simply a sweet spring that revives his fish from thirst.

The voice on the other end of the phone smiled kindly: "It's not a lot, it's only 100 million." ”

My God!

Arthur Shelton only felt his heart throb, and then his heart beat rapidly, his body temperature also increased, and his whole person seemed to be blown up to the clouds by a strong wind, and everything had a feeling of unreality.

$100 million!

This not only allows him to pay off his debts completely, but all the difficulties he encounters now are not worth mentioning, and he can continue to bury his head in his own research and development!

The other party's voice came again, this time to Arthur's ears, it was almost God's heavenly sound:

"Mr. Arthur, my man is on his way now, I believe you will be able to meet him soon, I hope we can work together happily, and Truth Technology welcomes you. The name of Sky Technology will disappear in the future. ”

Arthur grabbed his phone and nodded desperately, saying:

"Rest assured! I'm going to make Truth Tech my home, and honestly, I'm still in a dream, you know, right now...... Just yesterday...... I just got a rejection from the last investor...... To be honest, I was already on the verge of collapse just now, and I even wanted to...... Wanting to commit suicide...... Your phone ...... My God...... Your call is simply a voice from heaven......"

The man on the other end of the phone said slowly:

"Mr. Arthur, for the sake of all that we love, never give up hope at any time, do you?"

Arthur was so grateful at this time that he even shed tears of excitement and said:

"Yes, yes, you're so right......"

"Alright, Mr. Arthur, we'll be partners in a while, and there's still a lot to talk about in the future, so I won't bother you now." The other party said and hung up the phone.

Arthur held the phone in his hand and looked at the amount of one million, and an unprecedented sense of steadiness and happiness arose.

It's not entirely about money, the other party's recognition, and those soothing words, moved him even more.

This man must be an angel......

At that moment, his phone shook again, and a number full of asterisks called.

Arthur answered the phone in some surprise and put it to his ear.

In the next moment, a low voice similar to white noise came, and some intermittent high-frequency signals, followed by a low, hoarse voice:

“…… No one recognizes you...... You hate the world...... Humans are all despicable creatures...... They don't deserve to live in this world...... You want to make everyone pay for ......"

Before he finished his sentence, Arthur had already scolded:

"Trash of an antisocial personality? Tell you, if you dare to appear in front of me, I'll shoot you in the head! If you dare to harass me again, I will call the police immediately! Get lost! Fuck you！ ”

Then he hung up the phone, rubbed his head, which was a little swollen and dizzy from the sound waves, and said to himself:

"There are too many narrow-minded garbage people in this world...... Could it be which of the contenders got the news? Fortunately, there are many good people......"

Thinking of this, Arthur immediately dialed the number marked as sweetheart on his mobile phone, and when he was connected, he couldn't wait to say:

"Amy, honey, where are you now? Clayton Clinic? What are you going to do there? Just arrived? Putting that aside, I'm going to tell you great news! I've got an investment! 100 million dollars! My God! The results of my research have finally been recognized! I've got a million now, our little angel Lisa is saved, I'm going to give her the best medical conditions, it's not too late, it's not too late...... Don't cry, honey, our good time has come...... Whining...... Our good times have finally arrived...... I just want to hold you now...... Whining...... I just want to hold you and Lisa......"

……

Aerodrome.

Hearing the excited crying voices of Arthur Shelton and his wife through the tentacles of consciousness, Shen Feng couldn't help but smile with relief.

After talking to Arthur Shelton about the cooperation just now, it took less than a minute for his conscious tentacles to be disturbed by some kind of force, and he was unable to listen.

However, judging from Arthur Shelton's reaction, it should be that the Whisperer is doing evil again, but he is completely defeated by all evil money.

Tsk, that's the magic of money.

It's enough to make a good guy greedy and crazy, and it's enough to bring a guy back to his senses.

How to solve the problem?

Only get rich.

The ancients did not deceive me.

For Arthur Shelton in this world, Shen Feng didn't think about killing him from the beginning.

After all, the current Arthur Shelton is just a bankrupt and poor man who is obsessed with research, with his own wife and daughter as spiritual sustenance, and has not yet become the madman who takes revenge on the world.

Arthur Shelton himself has extremely strong abilities, otherwise he would not have succeeded in destroying the world in the gray tide world.

Therefore, being a subordinate is definitely much more useful than a dead man.

If the Grey Tide technology wants to appear in this world, it also needs a cover.

Shen Feng also wanted to try if he could snatch those who were almost destined in the hands of the whisperers.

Now, it seems, he succeeded.

If the Whisperer had been a person, or a conscious being, it would probably be raging right now.

Thinking of being able to make the whisperer deflated, Shen Feng couldn't help but laugh heartily again.

It's nice to have money.

Now he not only owns the billions of dollars he got from the pig killing plate in Southeast Asia, but also the entire industry of the New York Imperial Gang, Mike has been smuggling, selling independence, and experiencing all kinds of illegal businesses over the years, and the cash saved alone has billions of dollars, and now all of them are Shen Feng's.

Sure enough, it is a gold belt of murder and arson, and hard work to make money is far less fast than robbing money.

Shen Feng thought as he came to the security check.

The inside of the backpack was basically empty, only a few paintings brought back from the apocalyptic times of the Gray Tide, which had been simply framed.

Looking at famous paintings such as "Mona Lisa" and "Sunflowers", the security inspector couldn't help but smile and asked:

"Souvenirs? Aren't there any reproductions of these paintings in Huaguo? ”

Naturally, he didn't think these were real paintings.

Shen Feng also smiled and said sincerely:

"I've got all the real thing, take it back and collect it for myself, and I can sell it when I need the money urgently."

These words immediately caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding security guards and passengers, and everyone praised Shen Feng's humor.

Shen Feng also smiled with a smile on his face, nodded to everyone, and passed the security check.

At the same time, on the ceiling, which no one noticed, a cluster of flowing nanomachines that constantly changed color with the environment followed Shen Feng's footsteps.

When he came to the boarding gate and opened his backpack, the cluster of nanomachines fell from the sky without everyone noticing, entered Shen Feng's backpack, and mimicked the shape of a sandwich isolation piece.

Soon, Shen Feng had already sat on the plane, and the nanomechanical cluster also quietly swam out, quickly checking the condition of the entire plane.

Despite the traces left by Jingwei's constant help in modifying various surveillance equipment and registration systems, he was still unsure if he would be found by the Whisperers.

Flying is a dangerous thing, and if the whisperers or the Purification Society go crazy and blow up the plane, it's completely over.

Fortunately, there was nothing unusual after the examination.

After more than ten hours of flying, plus a few hours of high-speed rail, and half an hour after taking a taxi, Shen Feng had already returned to the small courtyard on the outskirts of Taicheng.

After checking the basement door, it was still firmly welded, and the little girl had indeed returned inside, but the nuclear bomb was missing.

Even without a nuclear bomb, such a heavy-duty truck should be able to be used in the future.

Entering the room and sitting on the sofa, Shen Feng couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Or comfortable at home.

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels.

Speaking of which, this time for the Gray Tide Apocalyptic Mission, he has been away from home for a long time.

Just the more than a week in the endless corridor in the apocalypse of the gray tide almost collapsed.

Shen Feng smacked his lips, and he had to carry out self-psychological counseling as soon as possible.

Experiencing that feeling of being in control in the midst of the Grey Tide Apocalypse was very helpful for his own willpower, but it also had some negative effects.

He didn't want to be a monster that destroyed everything.

Is he who swallows everything and merges into one, is he still him?

If you want to talk about how to channel......

Not......

Let's eat a few plates of dumplings first......

And then there's a business to do......

Shen Feng's consciousness tentacles entered the network again, sending out a mission reminder to real apocalyptic gamers all over the world.

"The real apocalyptic game, the Gray Tide Apocalyptic Mission, is about to start!"

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(I've been writing lately, and I haven't looked at the grades much, but today I found that the grades are a little poor...... I hope that friends who read this book can subscribe to the genuine version to support it, the author has really worked hard to write, thank you! ）