Having never encountered such a mysterious thing, Nayef looked at everything that appeared in front of him, and felt that it was too unreal.

For this reason, he even pinched himself, feeling pain, and it didn't seem to be dreaming.

But he was dreaming, and all his senses were controlled.

In the face of Nayef's uncertain confidence in the face of pie falling from the sky, the voice in his head said: "What you see is indeed exchangeable, you have just recovered a twenty-four-carat diamond ring, and forty grams of white gold, exchanged for 30,000 exchange points, you can exchange the above things." ”

Nayef also saw at this time that on the screen in front of him, on the top of the exchange list, there was a number of 30,000.

The ring that had just been recycled actually had an exchange point of 30,000 yuan, which made Nayef suddenly feel that the things on it were so cheap.

30,000 exchange points, you can already exchange a lot of good things.

A soldier king is worth a thousand exchange points, and he can directly exchange it for thirty, which can already help him deal with the royal guard soldiers outside.

And that ring, to Nayef, was just one of his many ornaments, and if it was all at this price, Nayef felt that he could arm an army at any time.

"Allah, if I exchange soldiers, how will they appear?" Nayef did not rush to exchange, but said.

"These soldiers will not appear directly in front of you, but will be assembled around you by other means, and they will only show up when you need them." The voice in his head said.

"Are they really going to do my bidding?" Nayef said with some skepticism.

In fact, Nayef did not dare to believe the voice in his head too much, he was a little unsure that such a magical thing would really appear in him.

"You can exchange a soldier now, don't you know?" The voice in his head said.

"Okay, exchange me for an ordinary soldier, and I want him to rush into the villa fully armed and save me from it." Nayef said.

"I'll arrange it for you right away, please go to the window and watch."

When Nayef heard this, he immediately walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, facing the gate of the villa wall, and at the same time he also saw that on the exchange page, the exchange point of three thousand had become two thousand nine hundred and fifty, and fifty exchange points had been used.

At this time, at the gate of the villa, a person wearing traditional Arab costumes suddenly appeared, armed with an American-style M series carbine, and attacked the royal guards in the villa.

Several soldiers of the royal guard, before they could react, fell under the gun.

But the other royal guards who reacted immediately started shooting at this guy who appeared, and a sudden battle ended like this.

An armed man from nowhere, appeared in the villa, killed several members of the royal guard, and was killed.

When Nayef saw this, all the doubts in his heart disappeared.

The first thing he did was to recycle all the valuable things around him, and then watch his exchange points increase rapidly.

In just a few minutes, Nayef had millions of exchange points, and all the valuable jewelry and precious metals in his room, even the ornaments on the walls and decorations in the room, were also exchanged.

Looking at the millions of exchange points above, Nayef's whole person relaxed.

At the same time, in his mind, he is constantly calculating how to take back everything that belongs to him.

Soon Nayef had a clear idea in his mind, but Nayef didn't know that when he was thinking about the problem, something was intervening, and the idea became very clear.

Nayef's idea is very simple, if he wants to take back everything that belongs to him, he should use small-scale operations, against Salman's cronies and the princes who support Salman, as long as these people are dealt with, there will be no other difficulties.

Therefore, it is not to rebel, but to control everything by surprise.

This made Nayef quickly decide, but in order to continue refining the plan in his mind, Nayef felt like he had been thinking about every step of the way, and then fell asleep unconsciously.

When Nayef woke up again, he found that it was already the next morning.

At this time, Nayef was really awake, not in a dream, and the real time was the next morning.

Nayef had no feeling at all for the time that had passed in the dream, and his mind was full of exchange points and impressions of Allah.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw his destitute room, and he also saw the exchange machine next to the bed, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Allah, are you there?" Nayef whispered into the air.

"I'm here at all times, Mr. Nayef, what help do you need?" In my mind, the familiar voice of yesterday sounded in my memory.

"I've figured it out, and I think I should do it......" Nayef said quickly to the nanochip in his head as he quickly moved up to the nanochip in his mind about the plan he had come up with last night.

At the same time, in the palace of the Saudi Palace, Fan Yize also received news from Nayef.

Fan Yize also took great pains to confuse Nayef by such means, in fact, he also had a more direct way, but there were obviously other organizations around Nayef, and it was also to avoid startling snakes.

As for the so-called Allah in Nayef's mind, it was only that nanochip, and the soldiers he exchanged for were also Red Police Corps.

For this reason, Fan Yize has asked the Red Guard Corps in Saudi Arabia to prepare for their appearance.

It's a real-life game, and it's crucial for both Nayef and Fan.

In fact, Fan Yize's means of controlling Nayef is not a spoof.

In the dead of night, Fan Yize occasionally thinks about whether everything he has and has experienced now is also a dream directed by others.

Because of this thought, Fan Yize has such a plan for Nayef, and he also wants to see the inner activities and emotional changes when Nayef finds that everything he has is just the result of someone else's director, and the thing that he once thought belonged to him was just a bubble that bursts in a pinch of it.

Of course, this does not rule out Fan Yize's psychology of watching the excitement, but it is not his understanding of fate.