Increase the difficulty of foreign devils, little devils, monkey Ah San, and Gao Li sticks by ten times, and reduce the rewards they get for passing each level by three levels, and after his wife returns to the holy realm, Wu Liang, who is idle and bored, comes to the outside of the Chaos Break Tower.

"You're stepping on my land!" A middle-aged farmer said.

"Oh!" Wu Liang nodded indifferently, his expression as calm as water.

"You're either going to quit my family's land, or you're going to give me fifty dollars!" The farmer said.

The other party's request was reasonable, Wu Liang reached out and took out a frog skin and handed it over directly.

"If you want a stool, it's only a hundred dollars!" The farmer asked with a smile.

"A plastic stool sells for a hundred dollars?" Wu Liang said with a frown.

"You have also seen that the economy of our Wangjia Village is not good, the road is full of potholes, this road has to be repaired, the chaos tower falls in our Wangjia Village, and the hotel and the like have to be repaired, these things cost money!" The farmer said.

"Aren't you afraid that someone will rob you of your land?" Wu Liang changed the subject.

"There are more than 100 households in our Wangjia Village, with a total of more than 500 men, women and children, and whoever grabs our land, we will fight with whom!" The farmer said with great momentum.

"Well, no one can rob the people's land!" Wu Liang nodded approvingly.

At this moment, more than a dozen excavators drove into the village.

"Listen to the people of Wangjia Village, due to development needs, Wangjia Village must be demolished, and each family will be compensated with 3 million, if you agree, you will come to receive the money, if you don't agree, we will start the forced demolition!" Liu Ancheng picked up a loudspeaker and said.

"County Magistrate Liu, we don't agree to the demolition!" Wang Yongqiang led a group of villagers to rush over with kitchen knives, hoes, and shovels.

"The land is national, it's not a matter of whether you agree or disagree!" Liu Ancheng said.

"National laws stipulate that forced demolition is illegal, and you dare to commit a crime against the wind?" Wang Yongqiang said angrily.

"The situation in Wangjia Village is special, and the demolition is decided from above!" Liu Ancheng argued.

"I don't agree to the demolition, I see who dares to demolish my house!" A farmer shouted.

"Do it!" Liu Ancheng stretched out his hand, and one by one excavators rushed towards a house with a fierce momentum.

Seeing a farmer who was about to be crushed to death by an excavator, Wu Liang's heart was furious, and as soon as his mind moved, thunder fell from the sky, and the excavators and the drivers inside were all blasted into slag by the thunder, and the county magistrate surnamed Liu was chopped into ashes.

"The land of Wangjia Village belongs to the people of Wangjia Village, if anyone forcibly demolishes the people's houses, he is an enemy of the deity, and ninety percent of the income obtained by Wangjia Village must be used to help the poor and help the poor......

The sound of thunder sounded in everyone's ears, witnessing more than a dozen people and more than a dozen excavators, being split into slag by the powerful thunder, everyone was frightened and uneasy, and the people of Wangjia Village were pleasantly surprised.

Wu Liang, who was reckless, saw that everyone had been shocked, his figure disappeared without a trace, and appeared on the Chaos Divine Prefecture, and after thinking about it, he sent a message to everyone in Wangjia Village.

"Brothers and sisters in Wangjia Village, you must also know that from now on, the price of selling things to the Chinese people shall not be higher than three times the market price, and as for selling to gringos, you can sell them as much as you can!" Wang Yongqiang said.

"Third uncle, don't worry, whatever the gods say, we will do it!" A young man in his twenties said.

"Yongqiang, has the builder found it?" A middle-aged man asked aloud.

"We have already been contacted, first build 1,000 sets of prefabricated houses for emergency response, and then build three hotels, two restaurants, and a shopping mall...... When all these things are built, we can sit and collect the money! Wang Yongqiang said with a smile.

......

"Have you found the captain of the Chaos Divine Realm?" A dignified middle-aged man asked with a frown.

"Chief, there are more than 50,000 people named Wu Liang in China, and it is still uncertain which Wu Liang has become the captain of the Chaos Divine Prefecture!" A young man in uniform said.

"What is on the Spirit Island, we don't know anything for the time being, if there is no accident, whoever enters the Spirit Island first will be able to grasp the initiative, if the Yanhuang Clan wants to become strong, they must take the lead!" The middle-aged man said.

"Chief, Chaos Break through the Tower, the first level is to kill a hundred clear dogs, the second level is to kill a hundred Yuan thieves, the third level is to kill a hundred warriors, the fourth level is to kill a hundred wolves, no one has entered the fifth level yet!" The youth said.

"Has anyone ever gotten the martial arts cheats?" The middle-aged man asked again.

"None of the soldiers who entered the Chaos Gate Tower obtained martial arts cheats, as for whether any people have obtained martial arts cheats, it is not clear for the time being, after all, in this case, it is not very easy to investigate!" The youth said.

"What kind of scientific and technological information do the people who enter the Chaos Break Tower get in addition to gold, silver, diamonds, and jade?" The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds before asking again.

"Smartphone manufacturing technology, automobile manufacturing technology, aircraft carrier manufacturing technology, high-strength alloy manufacturing technology, high-precision machine tool manufacturing technology...... Chinese program compilation technology! The young man said.

"Are there any of these things that have been obtained by foreign forces?" The middle-aged man continued.

"It is estimated that no, the people who purchased the above information are either domestic companies or military factories, as for whether there are ordinary people who sell the information they get to foreigners, further investigation is needed!" The youth said.

......

Time passed, and after more than ten days, one by one, foreign devils, little devils, monkeys Ah San, and Goryeo sticks, at a great price, got a passport to enter the Yanhuang Kingdom, and then arrived in the mountain city by plane, and then took a taxi to Wangjia Village.

Chaos broke through the tower and landed in the mountain city, one country after another envy, jealousy and hatred, the difficulty of applying for a Yanhuang passport skyrocketed, in addition to paying a huge deposit for applying for a Yanhuang passport, only five thousand foreigners can obtain a Yanhuang passport every day.

"You stand on my family's land, either leave immediately or give me a hundred dollars!" A farmer said with a smile.

"Mr. Nikolai......!" The translator hired by the foreign devil translated the words of the peasants.

"Give!" The foreign devil felt helpless, so he had to take out a hundred dollars.

"You stand on my family's land, either leave now or give me a hundred yuan!" The farmer said to the interpreter again.

"Mr. Nikolai......!" The interpreter translated the words of the peasants again.

In desperation, the foreign devil paid another twenty dollars.

"This gentleman, you stand on my family's land, either give me five hundred yuan or quit!" I thought that the other party was a Yanhuang person, but when I heard the other party speaking bird language, the farmer walked over and said.

"Yaga!" The little devil Shinji Saito scolded secretly in his heart, and took out 500 yuan in a reluctant voice.

"Sell stools, sell stools, it's only a hundred dollars per stool!"

"Sell sweet potatoes, sell sweet potatoes, it's only fifty dollars per sweet potato!"

"Sell eggs, freshly boiled spiced eggs, for fifty dollars each!"

"How do you sell stools?" A young man asked.

"If you are a Yanhuang, a stool is fifteen dollars, and if you are a gringo, a stool is a hundred dollars!" The farmer said.

"Boss, I want two sweet potatoes!" An interpreter said.

"One hundred dollars!" Said the farmer who sells sweet potatoes.

"Why do they buy sweet potatoes for five dollars a piece, and I pay fifty dollars for sweet potatoes?" The translator asked angrily.

"They are Yanhuang compatriots, they buy sweet potatoes to eat by themselves, you are buying them for foreign devils to eat, fifty dollars for a sweet potato, if you love to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, get out!" The farmer who sells sweet potatoes retorted.

(End of chapter)