Chapter 40: Turning the Economy into a Sharp Edge (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Draw the sword out of the sheath and swing it in a circle! When this ancient sword was unsheathed, it was as if a thunder exploded in the sheath, and the sword light showed a strange green color. It seemed that what the enemy pulled out was not a sword, but a cold air of emptiness!

The knife was very fast and light at the same time, like falling snowflakes.

"Junichi Oda" lowered his head and narrowly avoided the blade that was cutting straight towards his neck.

The knife stopped at the position where it was supposed to be against the neck, and was then taken back by the man.

"You are not him."

With these words, the man wielding the knife walked out. He stared at the person in front of him with his golden eyes.

At this time, Bai Mo could hardly see his appearance clearly.

This is a young man wearing a long black trench coat. He has a silver ring with a gentian pattern on his hand and a long sword with a dark red sheath in his hand.

On his chest, he wore a golden badge with a giant snake entwined around the World Tree.

Amaterasu of the Snake Eight Clans, the heir to the imperial blood, fights one against two to present an updated version of Genjiro.

Yuan Zhisheng spoke, his tone was flat, as if he was the god of death passing judgment.

"Kassel Academy Japan Branch, Executive Director, Yuan Zhisheng, Executive Officer. This is the first time we meet, but it will also be the last time.

I declare to you the judgment of my family: you will be wiped out. There is no need for you to argue, because no one will listen. "

In fact, this is indeed the case. The answer obtained by Princess Kaguya, the investigation by the Executive Bureau, and the information obtained by professional psychological counselors is that "Junichi Oda" has begun to transform into a dragon.

Huang Quan (Bai Mo No. 6) chuckled, then said, "Of course I won't argue."

The knife fell and the head fell to the ground.

At this last moment, he left some gadgets inside Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

“■■”——Mumbling

Yuan Zhisheng rubbed his forehead, and the next second, he came to his senses and turned away.

The members of the Sheqi Eight Clans following behind Yuan Zhisheng began to finish the work here.

At this time, Bai Mo, who was squatting in an abandoned factory, was spinning the mask in his hand boredly.

"Yuan Zhisheng, we are unable to deal with the Sheqi Eight Clan for the time being."

The other one holding the mask, with the core eaten, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it seems that we should continue to hide until we have completely annexed a large enough territory, then build a base and manufacture weapons."

Weapons, that's a good word.

The essence of weapon manufacturing is to "harm" and "destroy" and to carry out violent actions.

Bai Mo talked to himself while sharing his memories and communicating with each other.

A suitable weapon may not be necessary to fight a real battle, and similar situations can be achieved from other directions.

'The path of the saints, the economy in it is not only useful to me, but also to those people! '

Whether it is the Snake Eight Families, Kassel Academy, or the Gattuso family, these forces are all pawns of future destiny, so how should the outcome be changed?
Strengthen yourself and weaken your enemies.

Without exposing yourself, try to slow down their plan as much as possible.

Through eye contact and different perspectives, these white foams of different social status began to communicate their situations with each other.

'At present, Japan's economic development trend is rising step by step, and the eight families of Sheqi are responsible for dividing and managing the overall economy here.'

Although they are shadows, the Eight Snake Families actually control the Japanese political arena and shake up its political positions.

Mixed-bloods are much better than ordinary people in every aspect. Their learning ability, thinking speed, physical fitness... etc. are far superior to ordinary people.

This is a natural difference in the panel, a word called "talent" that many people find difficult to achieve in their entire lives.

Squinting his eyes, Bai Mo, an economist who was studying near the University of Tokyo, began to check the current international financial trends.

The development of countries around the world remains the same, just like there are no mixed-race people.

"It might be exposed." Bai Mo thought. This is a place that can be used to fight the hybrids, but it may also expose him.

"I've already died once, do I still need to worry about being exposed again?"

Pursing his lips, Baimo started to operate his account with his fingers.

Fingers press the keyboard, and silently, an account appears in the international financial market.

At the same time, Qi had arrived in front of a mansion.

Holding a large black umbrella in his hand, Qi politely rang the doorbell.

Soon, the gate of the castle opened.

A man in a white dress suit asked Qi, "Hello, sir."

Qi closed the umbrella and placed it at his side, his eyes flashing with pure golden light.

"I am sorry to come to your house and wish to meet the head of your family."

The man was obviously surprised by Qi. He carefully recorded the flashing golden pupils, bowed, and returned to the mansion.

Not long after, he brought it again with an inviting gesture.

"please."

Passing through the garden full of blooming roses, Qi, led by the man, officially arrived at the castle.

The door is made of classical nanmu wood, followed by crystal chandeliers, and the corridors are hung with priceless portraits. These portraits drawn by famous masters are all original manuscripts of masters that have been passed down through the ages.

There are many famous paintings that were even believed to have been damaged in the war.

"Hello, I am the current head of the Shigong family, Shigong Huangguang."

Qi's tone was gentle, but his golden eyes did not reveal a friendly attitude.

Sigong Huangguang lowered his head. He sat in the chair and looked at Qi, with no joy or sadness in his eyes.

But in his heart, he just felt so overwhelmed.

As one of the most powerful figures in Japan, a man who manages a vast empire of assets and finance, he is undoubtedly the one who has truly come into contact with the shadows behind Japan.

Mixed-bloods, the Eight Clans of Sheqi, a thousand-year heritage... When Sigong Huangguang first heard about these things from his parents, he just thought they were so funny.

How could such a monster appear on this planet?

However, when those monsters from the fierce ghost group arrived and saw the fight between the Sheqi Eight Clan Executive Bureau and the ghosts, and the strength of those inhuman creatures, Sigong Huangguang fell silent.

His power is very strong. With just a flick of his finger, there will be a major economic earthquake in the world.

In the country of Japan, he is one of the top people in the human order.

But on par with World of Dragons?

He still has so much to go.

The Gattuso family, the economic overlord among the mixed-race people, the sleepless king.

If it weren't for Japan's historical legacy, the Shimonoseki family might have been swallowed up by the Gattuso family!

"Heh, I'm looking for you for a collaboration."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, cooperation."

Qi said with a half-smile: "We all know that this world seems to be decided by people like you, but it has always been decided by monsters."

"So, you are not them." Sigong Huangguang was surprised.

Shouldn't this kind of monster be under constant surveillance?
Why did you come to me?
Could it be a group of fierce ghosts?

　Follow up reading request

　　
　
(End of this chapter)