There are countless planes, countless mages, and countless lifestyles.

Tang Shidao knew very well that Wen Scholar was not untalented or lazy, and there was only one reason why he was so depressed in the original world: he didn't want to be high-profile! Further, his lack of existence on the Mage Network is entirely due to the influence of the mad god. Because there used to be a mad god in his original world, and people were afraid of mad gods, Wen scholars deliberately 'buried' themselves to hide the traces of the mad god.

This practice is actually the same as hiding the existence of the snake mage.

The difference between the two sides is.

Wen scholars know that they are not that material, they are not capable of solving problems, and they are not confident that they can keep secrets if they are high-profile people. On the one hand, the snake mage is too smart, and it has paved the way for the heir early, as long as he is not too rubbish, he can mix well. On the other hand, compared to the previous heirs, he has a perfect human body, a primordial black flame, a colorless, a seven-dimensional relic from the last life, and other heavy weapons.

Even if you don't use the power of life weaving at all, you can do things without restraint.

Right now.

Because of this empathy, Tang Shidao respected scholars even more. He's not for himself, he's for a figure who has long since died: the mad god!

He is not high-profile.

He doesn't mess around.

Just because he is afraid that the greedy will desecrate the legacy of the mad god.

Theoretically.

Like Captain Blackbeard, he can make a fortune by selling the information of the mad god. Tang Shidao estimated that as long as he heard the news from the scholars, he would be able to reap the benefits that Captain Blackbeard had harvested for hundreds of years in one day. Except for the big spell, he asked for any small spell as a ticket, and someone would be happy to do so.

However, the scholars did not do so.

Can you call him stupid?

Maybe.

In short, Tang Shidao respects this kind of person who bears the burden of history.

Seeing that Wen Shishu carefully took out the change, sorted it out slowly, and talked about the rent in his mouth, Tang Shidao suddenly felt that this kind of person was very real. He obeys the rules, and even if he has the absolute power to break them, he still obeys the insignificant rules. In Tang Shidao's mind, it is easy to break the rules, but it is difficult to stick to them. He did it, and he did it.

The person in front of him, his existence is like a monument.

"Teacher Wen, have you ever cultivated the power of human cultivation?" Since Tang Shidao's arrival, he has been looking up information on the Internet to understand the civilization status of this planet.

"I practiced for a while, and then I gave up."

"Why?"

"Soon after, I felt a little uncontrollable and there was a possibility that I would collapse on my own, so I stopped practicing. It's a dangerous place, and I don't want to get into any more trouble. Xiao Tang, in fact, my talent is not very good, and I am very reluctant to practice spells. Anyway, I didn't plan to do much, I just worked hard to study and try to keep the knowledge as much as possible. ”

Tang Shidao listened and didn't ask any more questions.

This is already a semi-public plane. Although only scarecrows can enter and exit freely, the White Lady or the Astral Empress must know about it. If Wen Scholar dies and another person is randomized, that newcomer will definitely receive the senior...... For example, the last news of a scholar. Even, even the last words of the previous generation of mages. Under normal circumstances, he would certainly not mess around.

The mage's confidence is his own original world, and if he collapses the mad god plane, he himself will be cold.

But will the next person live a hermit life like Wen Scholar?

Hardly.

As a senior, Wen scholars only try to leave some things behind, such as what can and cannot be done, and some secrets of the mad god plane. In short, generations of predecessors hope that their successors can live more securely, at least Wen scholars are working hard.

"I'm going to make some money."

"Hmm. Please don't make too much noise, after all, we can't use ......" Wen Xue stopped halfway through speaking, and he didn't dare to be too demanding of his life-saving benefactor.

"I'll be careful." Tang Shidao smiled and nodded.

If you want to make money, you don't need to make any noise.

Seven ...... of the Complete Human Physique The five senses, the sense of heart, the sense of time, the strength of the body that can walk in the void, and the ability to absorb the energy of nature 'supernatural growth'. Not to mention making money with such physical strength, flying into the sky and the sun side by side is a trivial matter. Of course, this is the original world of Wen scholars, and Tang Shidao will not destroy the order here.

With the knowledge of the omniscient eye, Tang Shidao has countless ways to make money.

During the day, scouting, planning, arranging, preparing for action.

Night.

The prosperity of the city has not diminished, but some sin and misery have also emerged.

This capital country called the Star Eagle Country is like a big market, everything is dictated by money. Here, affluence is justice. Here, poverty is a sin. In the back alleys of the bustling streets of these cities, there are often countless desolations that are unbearable to witness.

Murder, robbery, homeless, everything.

"Hello, Mr. Rocky."

"Get out! I don't have any money, I'm bankrupt, what do you vampires want? Kill me, please, Lao Tzu doesn't want to live anymore. My company is gone, my girlfriend is gone, my best friend is dead, what else do I have? Don't you do it, softie? Don't you dare to kill, cowards? Give me a bottle of bar, and when I'm done with it, I'll jump off the Bruce Bridge myself. A garbage bag rolled, and a rather young voice roared.

I felt a little hungry and had no strength, but my voice was still healthy.

At least it proves that he hasn't been a homeless man for long.

He is Rocky, a brilliant young man born and raised in the Kingdom of Starhawks. The individual is very good, but it is still a little tender in the mall. Despite his hard work, he turned out to be cheaper than the predators around him. Lying here being called, he knew that it was definitely not a friend, but only a creditor. He didn't scold, and his only good impression was probably that he didn't give him a kick in the ass when someone called him.

"My name is Tang Shidao. You don't need to know me, you just need to know this thing. ”

Rocky rolled over and subconsciously pulled the stinky sack to block the cold wind.

He's finished.

He wasn't interested in getting to know anyone, and he didn't want to turn over even if the president came. He wanted someone to come and give him a shot, remember to aim it at the head. Or smash down a heavy cement slab so he can be in a little less pain. When he sees God, he punches God in the face and then goes to hell.

Rocky heard footsteps, but didn't want to move.

Damn stomach, even if it roars, it's writhing its intestines. Damn God, why make a damn stomach, man should not have a stomach.

When the heart curses.

There's one more little thing in front of Rocky's dirty face on the dirty floor: a diamond!

For a moment, his breathing stopped.

Damn God.

Even in the dim light, even without sophisticated instruments, even if he was blinded by hunger, Rocky dared to gamble with the experience of a jeweler for four years, seven months and two weeks: this damn little pink thing was worth sixty million dollars...... No, maybe sixty-three million dollars. Even if the damn IRS peels another layer of skin, it can make more than 40 million of its own...... Oh shit, this thing isn't your own.

"It's yours."

Like the voice of an angel, Rocky swears that it is the voice of an angel: Even if it is a dream, damn God don't make a noise, let me finish the dream first.

The next second.

Another more beautiful aqua blue '80 million knife' was put down: "When you are ready, you can take 30% of the second one." ”

Rocky's heart stopped...... He doesn't care.

In front of 80 million knives, you can skip a heartbeat.

At this time, another more beautiful transparent '120 million knife' was put down: "I have more than three, not even more than the number you have seen before. Of course, I'm sorry to tell you that none of them are legal. Please believe that they are not robbed, and there is no owner, you can think that I am stealing or stealing, anyway, they are ownerless, not legal. ”

Rocky's 'eloquence' that he had practiced since the twelfth was no longer used, perhaps because of arrears, perhaps because of a brain crash.

Whatever.

Who knows, his tongue can't move anyway.

It's just that his teeth are chattering.

He just wanted to say: it is not lawful to go to Tamar. There is no illegality in the Star Eagle Country, only no taxes. As long as you pay your taxes, you can sell the gun you just killed to the vice president. Hell, who cares if diamonds are legal. As long as you pay your taxes in full, the IRS can even prove in writing that it's God's boogers.

An unusually clean hand took away the 'eighty million knives' and 'one hundred and twenty million knives', and hell, Rocky felt like two-thirds of his heart had been cut out.

No, it hurts more than this.

Thankfully, the '63 million knives' remained.

The sweet dream has not yet woken up.

I can still sleep.

"I said it was yours. Take it for money, clean yourself, get dressed a little better, and start a legitimate company. I'll come back when you're done. One thing to remind you, be careful of your best friend, he's not dead, and the contract that bankrupted you was the one he made with your girlfriend. Don't ask me how I know, they're celebrating at your former villa and they're not dressed yet. ”

Rocky choked for a moment.

Jerked.

It rose like a wounded beast.

Roar!

Howl!

Roar!

Rocky didn't know what to say about his anger. He swore that even if God stopped him, he would tear the pair of pigs to shreds and eat them into his stomach. Stuff your own chrysanthemums again, never pull them out, and remember them as for a lifetime.

In a fit of rage, Rocky didn't see the 'angel'.

Because.

There is no second person in the whole alleyway, only himself. It stinks too much here for beggars to come. On the ground, the pink '63 million knife' was reflecting cold light, slowly melting Rocky's anger...... Turn your rage into even hotter molten steel!

This is the Star Eagle Nation.

As long as you have the money, you can turn cannibalism into a legitimate medical experiment.

Relieved.

Exhaled.

Rocky calmed down and returned to his true colors as a business elite.

Half an hour later.

In an underground boxing gym on Sixth Avenue in Las Vegas, a dirty, smelly homeless man enters. No one drove him away, and no one in the Star Eagle Country could drive away money. He came to a 'punching bag' lying on the ground...... I beg your pardon, although he is strong, the gym really has a human punching bag. For example, a rich boy can praise a boxer as strong as a bull and promise not to fight back.

"I'm sorry, Jason, I blame you, she's the damn Bichi. See this gadget? Come with me, I'll cover your wife's medical expenses. ”

Jason was beaten so hard that his eyes were swollen.

However, no one can ignore the brilliance of diamonds, not even God.

I didn't see who it was, and I didn't need to see it. Jason saw the sparkle of the diamond and heard about his wife's treatment, and that was enough. Even if you prepare yourself a gun outside and let yourself kill the president, it doesn't matter...... He just wanted those damn doctors to cure his wife's illness. If they weren't cured after paying for it, Jason swore heavily, swearing to smash their heads, then dig out their brains and eat them with cake.

"Jason ......" In the gym, there is more than one human sandbag.

"Your friend? All come with me. "The homeless man with the diamond didn't want to waste time, he didn't know when the 'voice of the angel' would appear again.

He wanted to hurry, and stuff those two pigs into hell before the angel appeared.