"Ding...... The host subdues the reincarnation team of the main god space, the Forest of Fantasy, and rewards 30,000 causal points. ”

"Ding...... The host took out a loan to transplant the Eye of Death a month ago, owing a total of 250,000 causal points, deducting 30,000 causal points, and the remaining arrears of 220,000 causal points. ”

Zhou Chen: "......"

His face turned blue and white for a while, and Zhou Chen easily held back his breath, and then, he said coldly: "System, I remember that the price of the Straight Death Demon Eye is 100,000 causal points, where did you get these 250,000 causal points?" Loan sharks aren't as ruthless as you! ”

"Haha, host, you're too young. What is loan sharking? It's still a routine loan to make money quickly, and the interest rate of this system has never been high, and there are only 10,000 causal points in total. The high is the handling fee and service fee, which totals 140,000 causal points. The voice of the system came subtly.

"I ......"

Zhou Chen looked confused, and sure enough, he was still tricked by the dog system.

"What are you? Host, you still owe hundreds of thousands of causal points that you haven't paid back! Why don't you go and kill those reincarnators to repay the loan? ”

The system urged triumphantly, and then said in a fluttering voice: "According to the information that this system has just obtained after devouring those main god soul controllers, there are five reincarnation teams that have come to the Resident Evil plane this time!" The Fantasy Forest team is basically the weakest one. ”

"Wipe out all four reincarnation teams, and you'll probably be able to pay off all your debts, and you'll still have the energy to repair your fourth-generation gods."

After that, the system directly instilled a three-dimensional map into Zhou Chen's mind, and then disappeared.

"Run as fast as you ......"

Zhou Chen complained unhappily, and then his heart moved, and he called up this three-dimensional map full of forgiveness green.

"It's ...... World map? ”

Zhou Chen looked at the familiar map of the seven continents in front of him, and then stared at the four large red points of light located above the seven continents.

These four large red points of light that are constantly flickering and moving from time to time should be the main positions of these four reincarnation teams.

Analyzed by location, the four teams, two in the United States and one in the East. Ou, another ...... In Huaxia.

In addition to these four large points of light, there are dozens of small white points of light.

"That's what it should be...... These members of the reincarnation team are scattered all over the world. ”

Zhou Chen faintly looked at the white points of light that were motionless or moving rapidly at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour, and smiled coldly.

The pain that the Lord God Space made him suffer, he wants to return it tenfold!

……

Atlanta Police Department.

Zhou Chen leaned lazily on the back of his chair, and Catherine stood respectfully beside him with a god-killing sniper rifle on her back.

In front of the two of them, there was a rudimentary, big-headed computer screen that looked like a last century, and on top of the heavy computer console, connected to the telephone equipment that represented the president's special line.

At this time, on the computer screen, an old man with a strange appearance was being displayed.

This old man is about seventy years old, with a big back, blond hair and brown eyes, an old face, but a little little hair, a suit and leather shoes, and looks very serious.

He is beauty. President of the People's Republic of China, Chuan Chuan. General.

At this time, Chuan. Pu Zheng is in a top-secret doomsday bunker somewhere in New York, thousands of miles away from Zhou Chen on a video call.

At this time, Chuan. Pu Zheng frowned, looked at Zhou Chen and Catherine, and said slowly: "What you said, are you sure it's true?" It's hard for me to believe what you're saying: the T-virus isn't spread by Umbrella Corporations, but some of our mythical demons from hell? ”

Hearing this, Zhou Chen's hands were on the armrests, and he didn't say a word, just closed his eyes and rested. For a plane traveler, answering the question of a mortal bureaucrat is a bit cheap.

And Catherine, who was standing next to Zhou Chen, heard the president's words questioning Zhou Chen, and immediately leaned forward, and said seriously and a little angrily in a very oppressive posture: "Chuan. President Putin, the T-virus and the biochemical monsters are indeed unleashed by those devils. The National Guard stationed in the city of Atlanta was eliminated by these demon-controlled biochemical monsters. Our convoy of survivors is also under siege from them! ”

After a pause, Catherine's face softened slightly, and she turned one hand towards Zhou Chen, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, and said respectfully and enthusiastically: "If it weren't for the immortal Zhou Chen from the Eastern Immortal Realm who saved us, I'm afraid we wouldn't have had a chance to contact Your Excellency the President." ”

"Really?"

The old man Trump tugged at his tie, shook his head with a smile and said, "This beautiful Miss Catherine, I know that in times of despair, people often pin their faith on the gods for psychological comfort. ”

"But we shouldn't blindly worship some gods and liars."

Trump, who was through the computer screen, looked at Zhou Chen, who was sitting on a chair without saying a word, closed his eyes and recuperated with a smile, and suddenly said: "This "fairy" is crowned, God bless the beauty. Country, beauty. The kingdom is God's territory...... It seems that you, an immortal from the East, should pay more attention to the situation in China than to meddle in North America across the border. ”

Let's talk about it, Chuan. Old Man Pu spread his hands in a funny way, stood up, and said mockingly: "Moreover, no matter how the survivors of Atlanta City prove it, I still can't believe the fact that you are a god. In fact, because of the rise of science, although I believe in God, I can never be sure that God exists. ”

After a pause, Chuan. Pu suddenly blinked funny, and then said slowly: "Even God doesn't necessarily exist, let alone you?" Unless you can prove yourself to be God! ”

"Good! Then prove it. ”

Suddenly, Zhou Chen burst out a sentence coldly, and then opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes made the entire conference room brighten. Pu even felt like his eyes were blinded by flashbangs!

When Trump's irritated eyes returned to normal, he suddenly felt that the sounds around him were almost gone......

The sound of the staff officers, parliamentarians, and generals in the office, the sound of discussions, keyboard tapping, footsteps, etc., all disappeared, and only the sound of heavy wheezing remained.

Wrong!

Raise your head, Chuan. Pu looked at the press secretary across from him, and saw that this little girl, who had always been optimistic and cheerful, was looking at him with frightened and incredulous eyes.

No, it should be looking behind him.

In an instant, Chuan. Pu's back immediately felt cold, like a basin of ice water poured over his head. He craned his neck, turned his head slowly, and immediately saw an unusually familiar figure.

"God...... Under the crown of the gods......"

(End of chapter)