The sun shone in through the window, and Armand finished washing up and sat down in a daze.

I kept recalling the scene of Andre and Colin teaming up to hunt the multi-headed giant snake last night, a huge chill rose from my backbone, and I subconsciously touched it with my hand and found that my hands were full of sweat.

When I entered the game, I had already told myself that this was a false world. But I was still trapped in it. Armand's heart was beating violently.

Could it be that this game company wants to make all human beings addicted to this kind of technology, and rule the world in this way?

After a quick thought in his mind, he shook his head after a while, to be honest, Armand didn't believe that he could rule the world with this game.

Standing up and taking two steps slightly, Armand quickly deduced in his mind. If the force behind this game is the Church of Redemption, something that has been swept into the dustbin of history countless years ago, then what is the purpose of his comeback?

Why use the game? That's only one possibility. This force can't compete with the Federation yet, so it can only use this relatively mild and slow effect, and carefully execute it. After all, it seems that there is no second person except himself.

What do they want most as a church? It must be believers. Only by absorbing enough believers through this game will their strength swell wildly.

Could it be that they are trying to do what they did during the reign of the Holy See of Light? My God of Light, this is terrifying. So I must stop this tragedy and complete the hero's mission to save the world.

This is the responsibility of the federal elite.

But they are hiding in corners that they can't see, and in what way can they force them to reveal their identities?

Doubts rose in my heart, and then like weeds, it grew wildly.

Thinking of the scene where Andre and Colin had already destroyed the world's demonic beasts with all the paladins, Armand gritted his teeth fiercely. Without much speculation, you know that this game will definitely attract new players in the future. Therefore, he can only completely cut them off at the root and pour sewage on the god of salvation.

In this way, it may anger the forces hiding in the shadows, but it also gives yourself a chance to catch them.

The brain was thinking quickly, and the more Armand thought about it, the more excited he became, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

For the sake of safety, it's better not to enter the game these days.,Once these people find out that it's their own hands behind the back.,It will definitely bring great trouble to yourself in the game.。 But it's not right, maybe you can find clues in the next few days.

"Butler," Armand yelled at the door.

Hurried footsteps came, and the door was opened by a middle-aged man: "Master Armand"

"What is the maximum amount of money that can be mobilized with my authority," Armand asked the butler, his tone unquestionable.

The middle-aged butler thought about it a little and replied to Armand: "Billion federal coins"

"Eight hundred million, prepare eight hundred million for me immediately, I'll be of great use," Armand said quickly.

The middle-aged housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief: "Young Master Armand, easily mobilizing so many funds may cause the group to fall into some unnecessary troubles."

"I'm not talking to you, dear butler," Armand replied unhappily to the middle-aged butler.

The middle-aged butler's lips moved, and finally reminded Armand out of professional ethics: "It will take a while for this huge amount of money to be gathered." I hope Master Armand will be patient."

"Three days, I'll only give you three days, I need to see the news that you have gathered 800 million federal coins," Armand said to the middle-aged butler.

As soon as the words fell, he felt that his tone was a little too much, so he gradually slowed down: "I want to do something very meaningful, dear housekeeper, I hope you can understand"

"Okay, within three days, I will notify the finance to transfer 800 million funds to Master Armand's account," the middle-aged housekeeper didn't say much.

A smile appeared on the corner of Armand's mouth, and then he continued to the middle-aged butler: "How are the preparations for the filming of "God of Redemption" that I told you yesterday?"

"Today, the actors are all in place, if Master Armand is interested, you can go and see it," the middle-aged butler replied to Armand.

The smile on Armand's face became even thicker, and then the conversation changed: "It's a good thing that the actors are in place, you immediately call the director to me, and I want to change the script"

"What, what, change the script now?" the middle-aged housekeeper lost his usual literacy and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Armand glanced at the middle-aged butler unhappily: "Isn't it okay?"

"Yesterday Master Armand decided to shoot, and now all the props and actors are ready. We are proposing to revise the script, and the crew should not accept it," the middle-aged butler prompted Armand.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Armand's mouth: "In this world, there is no such thing as money that cannot be settled"

"Young master, should you think?" The middle-aged butler thought of the 800 million federal coins and looked at Armand in disbelief.

Armand nodded heavily: "Go, call the director"

"Yes" Hearing Armand's firm tone, the middle-aged butler could only bow to him and turn to leave.

......

Footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man with a fat body walked in quickly, with a smile on his face, and his tone was a little flattering: "Master Armand"

"You also know Young Master Ben's temper, so to make a long story short. I think there's something wrong with the script and I need to change it," Armand ignored the flattery in his tone and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged director stayed in place for a moment when he heard this: "Change, change the script?"

"Master Armand, can you tell me the reason? Why do you want to change the script at this time" The middle-aged director asked Armand, his tone a little anxious.

Armand glanced at the middle-aged director: "The god of salvation should not be a doppelganger of the god of light, he should be changed to an evil god who thinks of demagoguery, and finally he is destroyed by the god of light"

"God of Salvation?" Hearing Armand's words, the middle-aged director frowned. If I'm not mistaken, yesterday he said that he would change the God of Salvation to the God of Light.

Looking at the frowning middle-aged director, Armand didn't talk nonsense, and continued to say: "I need the most luxurious lineup, the best special effects, and I can continue to invest more." But I have one request, and that is to bring out the best in the evil face of the redeeming God."

"Master Armand, the changes are too big at this time, and it is also ...... for us" The middle-aged director refused without thinking.

Without waiting for the middle-aged director to finish, Armand quickly interrupted his words and directly stretched out a finger: "Add 100 million"

"Master Armand, it's really difficult to change," the middle-aged director said in a firm tone.

Armand continued to raise a finger: "Two hundred million more"

"This, this difficulty ......" the middle-aged director's tone was a little shaken.

"Additional 300 million"

"Master Armand, don't embarrass us"

"Additional 400 million"

"But ......"

"500 million"

"This—This is really a bit ......."

"700 million, 700 million more"

The middle-aged director subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then immediately reacted and exclaimed: "What, what, add 700 million"

"Yes, 700 million, I have only one condition. With the most luxurious camps, the grandest scenes, and special effects, the evil side of the God of Redemption is fully revealed," Armand said through gritted teeth, and he almost spent his blood to find out this evil force.

Then he continued to add: "If you can shoot this drama in the form of a movie in a month, I am giving you 100 million as a bonus"

"One, a bonus of 100 million" The middle-aged director's breathing became short, and his eyes widened.