The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 386 Magical Instruments

Chapter 386 Magical Instruments
Not for sale.

That is impossible.

Even if Zhenjin is a kind of hard currency that is commonly used internationally, it is an extremely precious strategic resource that can help Ulysses Crow gain enough voice and freedom, so that he can be in the cracks of major organizations Struggling to survive.

But no matter how much you cherish it, is it reliable to have green dollar bills?

Ulysses knew that the Lord Leon in front of him could already be said to be the best buyer. Li Ang, who was able to go straight into the wormhole and train the Chitauri fleet to be a cadre for poverty alleviation in the countryside, would naturally not treat merely. A mercenary has done something like "stealing by stealth" and so on.

"...It is my honor to sell this batch of vibration gold to you."

Ulysses Crow bowed hurriedly, and before he could stand up, Li Ang snapped his fingers.

The central intellectual brain who received the instruction started to work, and she directly transferred a sky-high amount of money to dozens of private accounts of Ulysses in a secret way that bypassed the supervision of all international organizations according to the average price of vibrating gold on the black market. , the whole process takes less than fifty nanoseconds.

The central intellectual brain of Academy City, with the extremely enthusiastic technical support from the Chitauri people, has far exceeded the development level of the earth-the generational gap allows the central intellectual brain to easily play with all the capital flows that depend on the network , if Leon is willing, he can even empty the bank currency storage information of all countries in the next second, and let all mankind go back to the stage of abject poverty.

Beep zero, beep zero, beep zero.

A series of payment information directly maxed out Ulysses Crow's personal information terminal. He stared dumbfounded at the string of "0"s on his account, feeling a sense of absurdity spontaneously.

"That's... done?"

Ulysses took a deep breath, and the two men next to him who poked their heads over to peek at the LCD screen also breathed heavily.

"Congratulations, you are now a freshly baked billionaire."

Li Ang didn't care about Ulysses who had already completed his small goals in life. He stood in front of Zhenjin, who was in the whole treasury, and said indifferently without looking back: "Now, you'd better stand aside."

Ulysses, who was still in a state of shock, didn't notice that the Churchill, moored on the dry beach on the coast of Africa, trembled slightly the moment Li Ang finished speaking.

Magnetic field, more than a thousand magnetic fields were rotating in Li Ang's body, and the normally strong magnetic field emitted diffused throughout the abandoned freighter, immediately detonating all electronic equipment on board.

The lights in the cabin were turned off, and the electronic chips loaded inside the missiles, which cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars, emitted violent sparks, which was extremely obvious in the pitch-black environment.

The terrified crew shouted, and before they could calm down, they ran to the deck, and the whole Churchill pulled out again, throwing the people in the cabin to their knees.

Under the boundless power of the magnetic field, this abandoned freighter slowly folded inward from the front and rear ends.

The steel and iron bones twisted slowly, making an ear-piercing creaking sound, and the crew of the Churchill found that there was less and less space for them to move in panic.

To make matters worse, the magnetic field emitted by Leon also interfered with the other abandoned ships waiting to be dismantled on the dry beach.

Hundreds of rusty freighters, centered on the Churchill, moved inward.

The seabirds in the sky are noisy, and the crustaceans clinging to the rusty surface of the freighter are terrified. In this barren land where even satellites do not visit,

The mottled and decayed steel bottom of the abandoned freighter has cut huge chasms one after another on the beach. Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like some kind of magnificent and gorgeous pattern.

Under the red light of the setting sun in the west, the decaying cargo ships that should have been swept into the garbage dump marched silently.

This is just the aftermath of the magnetic field emitted by Li Ang.

Inside the Churchill vault, the vibrating gold placed in the container began to vibrate rapidly.

The indestructible molecular structure of the strange metal, in front of the extremely powerful magnetic field, is like a well-trained hound. It obediently obeys the command of the magnetic field, becoming soft and slender, as fluffy as cotton candy.

Although Zhenjin is invincible, it has to be defeated in the face of the magnetic field rotation technique that is enough to move the earth's plates. It is honestly distorted into a pool of liquid metal exuding scorching heat-high temperature brought by high-speed tremors.

As the strength of the magnetic field continued to increase, Ulysses Crow, who was indulging in the fantasy of "I'm rich!!", was pulled back to reality—the terrifying magnetic force was almost as strong as the iron atoms flowing in his blood vessels. taken together,
Weakness flooded Ulysses' whole body, and he glanced at his subordinates from the corner of his eye, and found that the two strong men had already been lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, unconscious.

Even the storm girl who came with her had to use her mutant ability, roll up her eyes (the physical characteristics when she activated the ability), and summon thunder to protect her body so that she would not be drained of iron atoms.

"No, I just got rich, how can I fall here?"

Ulysses held his chest, and staggered towards the hatch.

Before he took a step, he felt that his body and mind were under great oppression. The invisible magnetic field tore apart the molecular structure in his body at an extremely slow speed, making him dizzy and almost nauseated.

Just as he forced himself to face the pitch-black vision, was in a hurry, and tried to take out the key from his pocket to open the hatch, the normal strong magnetic field slowly faded away.

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw that Li Ang was holding a vibrating gold in the shape of a liquid ball in his left hand, and a piece of crystal clear red flesh in his right hand, slowly squeezing the two together.

At the first contact, the hot vibrating gold burned the red flesh and blood, but the vitality of the latter was so tenacious, it was almost as if it was one step forward, with incredible multiplication ability, it resisted the erosion of the vibrating metal, and even reversed it, Use one by one slender granulation to drill into the vibrating gold.

This weird stalemate finally came to an end within a few breaths. A group of metal mixed with crimson red and shining gold softly turned into a viscous liquid and integrated into an interlocking metal belt style, attached to it. On Li Ang's waist.

"Take vibrating gold as the bone, and use the second-generation protocell proliferation as the skin"

Li Ang shook his head and smiled lightly: "To a certain extent, this magic weapon is still the original Wanhua cardinal box."

Ulysses naturally didn't understand what Leon was talking about, but as a senior employee, Storm Orolo Monroe vaguely knew that the so-called second-generation primitive cells were a result of a large number of biochemical experiments performed by the gods of the three races. Based on the improved special cell clusters.

"Okay, let's go."

Li Ang gave his comment calmly, glanced at Storm, and the two stepped out of the ship's vault, disappearing from Ulysses' sight.

After a long while, Ulysses Crow, the owner of the Churchill and an internationally renowned mercenary of Panacea, finally regained his strength and staggered out of the vault.

I saw that the cabin of the Churchill ship had basically been distorted into an L-shape. Hundreds of ship employees just crowded at the bottom of the cramped cabin, crowded and close to each other, like sardines in cans, humming feebly. Humming.

Ulysses swallowed, and climbed up through the ladder. After pushing away a layer of concealed steel plates, he successfully reached the observation deck of the Churchill.

Looking around, hundreds of ships of different tonnage, different structures, different nationalities, and different ages are guarding the Churchill, crowding the narrow sea.

"What is this? A fruit platter."

Ulysses let out a foul breath and looked into the distance, trying to find Li Ang's direction.

Naturally, he couldn't see Li Ang who was out of sight, but he knew that for that man, the only valuable place in the whole of Africa was—

Wakanda.

(End of this chapter)

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