Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The man was panting from exhaustion. He dug out one side of a rectangle, about two meters long, but he still couldn't see where the other side was.

"I'm so exhausted. What the hell is this thing? It's so big, I can't even move it away!"

He complained, but another thought came to his mind.

Could it be that this is the coffin of a prince or noble?

He thought for a while, and it seemed that no funerary object could be so big, or perhaps the thing itself was a wall of the tomb.

"Forget it, just chip it away and take it away. It looks like jade, so it can't be worthless..."

The man raised the shovel and used all his strength to dig in hard!

The shovel in his hand disappeared directly from his eyes!

The man took two steps back in fear. He didn't know what black jade was, but it was too weird to be able to swallow things directly.

A few seconds later, bursts of mist suddenly appeared on the surface of the black jade, and spread out in circles like water waves.

"What? Why do you see someone on the other side?"

He took a few steps closer and saw his own figure reflected in the jade, leaning against a black car.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that the person opposite him looks very similar to him, but he is dressed differently. With his watch, jade finger ring, and necklace around his neck, he looks like a nouveau riche at first glance.

There is also the car next to me. Although I don’t recognize the brand, it is definitely a model that I can’t afford now.

The man slapped his face blankly, and the pain told him that he was not dreaming.

"My dear, I will make money from now on and become rich!"

The man looked at himself standing across from him, he looked very similar, but he had a temperament that he could never imitate.

He seemed to be attending a banquet. The man took a look at the sign at the door, which was called Royal Club.

When men heard bragging from their co-workers, they often mentioned this royal club, saying that the minimum consumption there for a night was hundreds of thousands, and a bottle of wine was worth three years of their salary.

But now, the other self actually ordered a champagne tower, surrounded by several charming women, and the table was full of delicacies, many of which he couldn't even name.

The man was drooling. He invited the security guard to dinner last night and ordered all the dishes that the security guard liked. He was reluctant to eat them himself.

I was afraid that I would empty my wallet and not feed the security guard.

"Here, here's a tip for you." The man leaned lazily on the sofa, grabbed a lot of money from his wallet, and sprinkled it on the ground.

The waiters bent down obediently and picked them up one by one.

In this situation, the man only wished that he was not on the opposite side. These waiters were too slow to pick up the money. If he had been there, he could have snatched all the money on the floor in two minutes!

From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something pink at his feet.

One hundred dollars!

It must not be his own, because he only has a few dozen yuan in change left in his body, and he plans to ask the foreman to advance his salary tomorrow.

Could it be that the money from the other side can also float over?

Then... can I go there by myself?

Thinking of this, the man's heart beat loudly. It would be bad for him just to give it a try.

If he succeeds, he will be like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate!

Even if he fails, he can still stay here and get more benefits from the opponent's fall.

The man stretched out his fingers and lightly touched the surface of the black jade. Starting from his fingertips, an ink-colored mist enveloped his whole body...

Like a drop of water returning to the ocean.

After dawn, the workers returned to the construction site sleepily.

The foreman counted the number of people several times, but there was still one person missing.

"Isn't there a total of fifteen people on your team's roster? I remember that guy asked me for a dormitory two days ago. What's his name?"

He flipped through the roster, and there was indeed a sign-in record on the fifteenth line, but the name was blacked out.

The foreman scolded angrily: "Who asked me to take the roster yesterday? Also, who remembers the name of that boy? He is the one who is thin, short, and has very little hair."

The workers looked at each other blankly. They had the impression that there was such a person.

But I can't remember his name or his appearance.

"Forget it, this kid ran away, right?" the foreman muttered. "It just so happens that we don't have to pay him any wages. You all go and get busy."

Someone with sharp eyes shouted, "Hey, look over there, is there an uncle in there?"

Everyone walked over and took a look, and suddenly there was a deep pit of more than ten meters. On the ground next to the pit, an old man with sparse hair was lying on his side.

"What's going on? An old man ran in."

"Uncle, are you going the wrong way?"

"Did they come in to steal the steel bars?"

"No, look at his hands and feet, can he move them..."

He was right. The old man's hands and feet were slender and so thin that it looked like there was only a thin layer of bloodless skin, wrinkled and wrapped around the bones.

Although the workers were talking a lot, no one dared to come forward. Who knew if this old man could blackmail someone?

But half a minute later, the old man turned around on his own. The skin on his face was particularly loose and fell down.

The most terrifying thing is his eyes. The black kernels have faded into grayish white. If you don't look carefully, it looks like there are only whites of the eyes.

A few strange laughs came from the old man's throat, which sounded like the chirping of some kind of bird.

Then, in full view of everyone, his skin began to rapidly lose water and fall off.

The gray skin shrank first, forming a dry "coat". The old man's body was twisted into an incredible angle, and crisp sounds could be heard one after another.

Then, the skin becomes brittle, and cracks appear starting from the eyes, nostrils, and mouth, like a cicada peeling off its shell.

People could even see the pale and shriveled internal organs in his body, while the fat and muscle were almost gone. The bone fragmentation speed was slightly slower, but it only took less than five minutes in total.

A living person just evaporated, leaving no time for others to react.

The deathly silence lasted for a long time, until someone shouted heartbreakingly, "Dead man——"

The others had just regained consciousness, but the scene they had just seen had already given them an unbearable shock.

Some people closed their eyes and ran away, just wanting to leave this place quickly; some people's hands and feet were numb, and their bodies went limp, and they collapsed in the sand; some people vomited even bitter water.

It was no longer a simple fear, but a fear engraved in genes.

The fear of death.