Chapter 860 This is...my Emerald Chamber of Commerce!
After Fang Mo hung up the phone.
Not long after, the president sent a death row prisoner.
In fact, it can be seen from here that after both parties reached a consensus through their interests, the other party was still very willing to meet Fang Mo's various needs.
Although even the president himself.
I don’t understand why Fang Mo insists on having a serious pedophile...
Even if Fang Mo clamored that he wanted a boy or a girl, or said that he could only be happy when fighting with the strongest person in the world, he could understand and try to meet the other person's needs, but if he had to be a pedophile, he would
It's a bit incomprehensible.
Is this the other person’s special hobby?
Think of this.
The president of the United States was also a little confused.
He subconsciously glanced at the group of colleagues around him. Considering Fang Mo's god-like level of strength, he felt that sooner or later, these scumbags would not be able to save their own butts...
…
But then again.
Fang Mo didn't know what the president was thinking.
His current idea is very simple, it is nothing more than finding a place to recruit a group of loyal company employees.
And to deceive others.
He temporarily rented an office building that happened to be vacant.
This building was previously used for the offices of other companies, but judging from the situation on site, this company has most likely gone bankrupt.
At present, there is only an empty shell left in this building. All the facilities inside have been evacuated. Even the floor tiles are gone. Only the bumpy cement floor is left. You can just walk inside and step on the broken cement.
The voice on the scum will echo endlessly.
Fortunately, Fang Mo was just rubbing people.
I don't care much about the interior decoration.
After receiving the death row prisoner sent by the president, Fang Mo immediately carried the prisoner into the building, and then pulled off the hood on the prisoner's head.
"Uh-huh!"
Leng Buding's hood was taken off, and the dazzling light outside the window immediately made him close his eyes.
And take advantage of this opportunity.
Fang Mo also stared at the other party carefully.
He was a typical middle-aged white man, with a golden beard on his face, a somewhat stout figure, a bit bald, a big belly, sunken eyes, and body hair on his arms or chest.
It was also very vigorous, very much in line with some of the stereotypes in Fang Mo's memory.
"you……"
While observing here, the middle-aged white man in front of him gradually adapted to the light. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Mo with some fear: "Who are you? What is this place?"
"Hello, I am Mephisto, the Lord of Hell."
Fang Mo smiled calmly and said: "I know you may not be able to accept your fate, but you will become the gatekeeper of the afterlife as Fujin... I hope you like this job and treat everyone
Those who beat you up give a thumbs up."
"What the hell is this?!"
After hearing this, the other party really had a look of surprise and fear on his face: "What is the world after death? Are you the devil? Oh my god, where are these people from the FBI?"
"Prepare to say goodbye to your healthy body."
However, Fang Mo didn't care about this and directly reached out to pick up the opponent's neck and threw him to the ground: "Take off!!!"
"Uhhh!!!"
The opponent's body hit the ground hard, and the severe pain instantly made him scream.
But before he could beg for mercy, Fang Mo had already raised his heel and stepped on the other person's neck involuntarily. The doctor heard the click, and the other person's cervical vertebra was instantly crushed.
In fact, if he were an ordinary person, he would be dead at this moment.
But Fang Mo didn't intend to let him die at all.
Then a white light flashed.
Permissions for the Nether dimension are activated.
This is the same energy as the Nether Star and the Beacon, and can theoretically heal all wounds.
It's a pity that Fang Mo didn't choose to heal the other party, but twisted the other party's body. So after the light went out, this guy was completely reduced to a severely disabled person with no ability to take care of himself. He only had two thumbs on his body and could barely manage.
activities.
Even the appearance of this guy's height has been distorted.
His muscles atrophied and his height shrank. In the end, Fang Mo even gave him a pair of glasses on purpose.
"Good guy, your paralysis area has exceeded 98%, right?"
Seeing that the other party was paralyzed and only his thumbs could move, Fang Mo couldn't help but complained happily: "This is too painful, you should forget all this."
After saying this.
Fang Mo took out the Golden Holy Grail and began to issue instructions.
Although he himself has mastered some methods of operating memory, it is too troublesome to use, so sometimes it is more convenient to rely on the tool of the Holy Grail.
quickly.
The other party's memory was completely erased.
What replaced it was a strange and absurd false memory.
"Yeah, it's done."
After successfully making such a thing, Fang Mo didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he directly ordered the other person: "Come on, give me a thumbs up."
"..."
The other party didn't speak, but suddenly the corner of his mouth tilted, and then he gave a thumbs up.
"Okay, okay, it looks like it was successful."
Seeing the other party's abstract behavior, Fang Mo was also happy. It seemed that his goalkeeper of the afterlife was completed.
He nodded with satisfaction, and then Fang Mo pulled out an ender dagger from behind and stabbed the opponent in the stomach, sealing it inside.
Of course there is a reason why he did this.
Because Fang Mo can't leave this world for too long at the moment.
If you return to your own dimension and immediately set up the relevant rules for resurrection in the afterlife...then your anchor point in the time and space of the X-Men will gradually fade and eventually disappear. After you deal with all this and come back, maybe
I don’t know how many years have passed here.
Therefore, Fang Mo could only seal the opponent temporarily.
After he returns completely, he will be thrown to the afterlife to be a goalkeeper.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Anyway, according to Fang Mo's conception and design, even if you win the resurrection match in the afterlife... you have to take the escalator to return to the human world.
It is well known that Hawking could not ride the escalator.
"Well, the next step is the employees..."
After getting rid of this evil star, Fang Mo set his goal to make the villagers a reality.
This is relatively simple.
After all, there have been similar precedents before.
In order to deal with various situations, Fang Mo used world boxes to contain many biological entities in the MC world, and of course villagers are among them, so now he only needs to take them out and make them a little more realistic before they can be used.
Just do it.
I rummaged around in Steve's backpack for a while.
It didn't take long for Fang Mo to find the corresponding World Box and control Steve to place it on the ground.
The white light turns on instantly.
The World Box has been realized.
Fang Mo raised his hand and lifted it up. In an instant, countless figures appeared in front of him, followed by endless white light. At this moment, all the villagers completed the transformation into reality.
As the white light fades.
A dense crowd appeared in front of Fang Mo.
They are not weirdos with big noses, but a lot of ordinary human beings.
Yes, it was mentioned before in the JOJO world. After the villagers are realized, they will become ordinary people, and their appearance will be random. It does not mean that all villagers will look the same.
If you insist on taking it.
They also have relatively similar interests and hobbies.
In addition to absolutely obeying Fang Mo, almost all of them, without exception, loved Emerald crazily.
"..."
Look at the large number of villagers in front of you.
Fang Mo shook his head and raised the golden Holy Grail in his hand again.
He searched Hank's memory for a while and eliminated some useless things, such as liking Raven, liking donuts, or feeling inferior to his mutant appearance.
After all, what Fang Mo wants is just employees, and he doesn't want to copy a lot of Hanks.
What's more, even if you don't mind.
Raven can't stand it either.
But unlike Charles, Fang Mo is not an expert in memory after all.
Even with the help of the Holy Grail, Fang Mo still spent a long time to reluctantly complete this step. He eliminated most of the complicated and useless content in Hank's memory, retaining only some common sense of life and all academic knowledge.
, implanted it into the consciousness of all villagers.
And in order to complete this operation.
Fang Mo spent almost half a day.
"Finally done."
After everything was settled, Fang Mo couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
To be honest, he really spent a lot of money this time. This is the X-Men world. If it were another world, he wouldn't bother to do so.
"Owner."
Soon, the villagers gradually digested these memories and began to take the initiative to talk to Fang Mo: "You want us to run that company, right? Are there any other tasks besides this?"
"It should be gone."
Fang Mo had just finished his work and sat on the steps next to him: "Anyway, just hold this company in your hands and slowly make all humans in this world mutants."
"Okay, we understand."
When the village leader heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "If we want to do this, we first need a legal identity."
"I know."
Fang Mo responded: "I have told the president a long time ago that he will ask all departments to cooperate with me. Identity and other matters are just minor issues. Any one of those departments has the right to issue a separate identity certificate."
"so."
The leader of the villagers thought for a moment: "In that case, we can just handle this matter ourselves."
"That would be so damn good."
When Fang Mo heard this, he immediately nodded with satisfaction. He was just a lazy dog. He really didn't bother to study other things except the whole job, so he directly promised: "You can handle it by yourself as much as you can. Really handle it."
If you can’t, then try to find a way to find me.”
I have to say that the loyalty of these villagers is indeed very high.
Even if Fang Mo said this, the villagers didn't seem to have any complaints. On the contrary, they all lowered their heads and thought seriously about how to help their master solve these troubles faster.
"Owner."
Soon, some villagers stood up: "We need some start-up funds..."
"Go ahead and take it."
When Fang Mo heard this, he immediately waved his hand and threw gold ingots all over the floor. Then after thinking for a moment, he threw a lot of emeralds out: "This is a reward."
"!"
Seeing the emerald, the villagers' eyes suddenly lit up.
Even ignoring that Fang Mo was still in front of them, the group of people immediately started to grab it like crazy. Their eyes showed the most sincere love, with almost no other unnecessary emotions mixed in.
"You guys grab it first, and I'll withdraw first."
Seeing this chaotic scene, Fang Mo also stretched out his body: "If you are in trouble, just come to me. You should know where I am, right?"
"Master, you are at Xavier College."
During the looting, someone didn't know who was holding the two emeralds and yelling.
"OK."
Fang Mo immediately nodded with satisfaction.
It seems that Hank's memory is still somewhat helpful to them.
Originally, the MC world has the characteristics of high-quality products. Everything that is realized is of the highest quality, and this naturally includes the creatures themselves.
Just like these villagers.
Although in the game they are just a group of fools with no IQ... or in other words, they have not yet developed their intelligence.
But once they accept the reality, they will transform into high-quality human beings... Well, it seems a bit strange to say this, but it is indeed the truth. These villagers who have undergone reality are both IQ and appearance.
It is quite online, it is indeed an elite level existence, and its talents in all aspects are far beyond the ordinary people.
Originally, if it were just a reality.
Fang Mo is still a little worried that they will not adapt to the world itself.
But now I have implanted Hank's memory into them. You must know that Hank is also a genius. Otherwise, it would be impossible to invent things like X-fighters, resistance serum, and brainwave amplifiers, right?
The memory of a genius scientist.
Plus a group of top elites from outside the region.
Fang Mo believes that even if he is the hands-off shopkeeper, they can handle everything in a short period of time and continue to operate it for a long time.
After all, these villagers are indeed a bit outrageous. Their normal emotions are very weak and will not be bound by anything like family affection, love, or other material desires. There are only two views deep in the consciousness of these villagers. One is that the master is supreme, and the other is
I love pure emeralds so much.
Compared to Nuri Island.
Or it may be other temptations from the world.
They may prefer to get together and then equip themselves with emerald plugs and horse sticks. This is a carnival unique to the villagers, and at the same time, it can also give a glimpse of their extreme grouping and exclusiveness.
Fang Mo had no doubt at all.
How outrageous is their execution ability.
In fact, some clues of this can be seen as early as in the JOJO world.
Just like the Emerald Chamber of Commerce established by villagers... No matter what orders Fang Mo gave, they would often overfulfill their tasks. Even if Fang Mo wanted to, they might become another notorious race and then use it again.
Magic defeats magic.
But it is worth mentioning that if they are really allowed to write a [Bible - Bu Jiao].
Then I'm afraid Fang Mo will really become Jesus...