There are a lot of rags in the warehouse, but to actually open it, you have to go to the God of Wealth who is in charge of logistics.
On the battlefield outside this realm, the great God of Wealth in charge of logistics is named Zhao Youcai. He is a fifth-grade God of Finance in Heaven. His full name is Zhao Youcai, the True King of Prosperity and Wealth.
This Zhao Zhenjun has a sad face at this time. Although he is dressed in a noble style, his teeth are made of gold, his clothes are also woven with gold threads, and he is fat. At first glance, he is the real God of Wealth.
But there is a gold abacus in my hand, each bead is made of precious stones, and the calculations can be made clearly and clearly.
"The accounts don't add up, the accounts don't add up!"
The several Gods of Wealth next to them, all of whom are seventh-grade or higher Gods of Finance, took the account books and checked them one by one.
What I saw was a calculation: food, grass, military supplies, salaries, pensions, several items.
"Is there any loss?" A wealthy man next to him whispered.
"How can there be no shortage of money in a war? The funds allocated by the Heavenly Court are not up to the accounts. Is there something wrong in the middle?"
"Did Mr. Wude Xing do it?"
A group of Gods of Wealth racked their brains and saw Zhao Youcai saying to the other Gods of Wealth: "Don't talk nonsense. Let's level the accounts first. If it doesn't work, we can only post it ourselves. Otherwise, how can we escape from settling the accounts in the future?"
Zhao Youcai gritted his teeth: "These murderers just see that our God of Wealth is rich and want to plot our family fortune."
"Forget it, forget it, just treat it as a loss of money and avoid disaster." The little God of Wealth next to him persuaded.
Zhao Youcai was furious when he saw Huang Tian looking at him eagerly.
"Where did you come from? Want to allocate money? Have you written a note? Have you stamped it with a treasure seal?"
Huang Tian hurriedly said: "I am the newly promoted seventh-level God of Fortune. Crown Prince Longchang wants me to get the key to the tattered warehouse where the God of Fortune was previously stored. I can pick out a few things in it that are still usable, and then go to the frontline battlefield in the Nether Realm."
"Ha! Are you rushing to die?" Zhao Youcai showed a pityful expression: "Since ancient times, the Gods of Fortune, God of Wealth, and God of Longevity are one family. Let me tell you a few words of truth. Those senior Gods of Fortune themselves burped, which means they are not blessed enough.
Full of misfortunes."
"After these unlucky Gods of Fortune were killed, those magical weapons naturally carried the power of disaster, carrying the ominous aura of killing the God of Fortune, or the death of the God of Fortune."
"The useful ones have been taken away by others a long time ago. It's not your turn. They are all junk."
"Look at the garbage, and you'll find the treasure just by looking at it. Isn't this the old-fashioned way of reading a novel? A treasure that others haven't discovered for thousands or tens of thousands of years is discovered by a new person..."
Zhao Youcai was amused by Huang Tian and threw out a key: "Okay, I want to see what kind of junk you can pick up."
The key is made of bronze. After inputting the divine power, a void portal appears, but it uses a bubble space as a warehouse.
Huang Tian pointed the key at the keyhole, opened the door, and broke in. What he saw was indeed a pile of junk.
Zhao Youcai smiled and said to the little gods of wealth on his left and right: "This little boy is interesting. If you can really pick up some good things, you can build a good relationship with him."
"There should be fragments of innate spiritual treasures inside, right?"
"It's hard to say, but there should be several broken and incomplete innate magic weapons."
Huang Tian saw these things piled up into hills one after another.
Huang Tian looked at it with the way of destiny, looking for treasures that were destined to him.
He also used the power of time retrieval to find out what the owners of these treasures experienced.
I saw that every treasure began to emit a faint divine light.
But more fell silent, and a few resonated.
But this resonance is also a cry.
These fortune-telling legacies were shattered, many of them into very small pieces, and the restrictions collapsed.
Huang Tian looked back in time, and saw scenes of gods of fortune being killed one after another appearing in front of Huang Tian.
For example, this big bell that is cut into a horn-like shape is the natal artifact of a seventh-grade God of Fortune, named the Imperial Sacrifice Qingfu Bell.
This bell was made by the God of Fortune by taking the big bell used for sacrifice in the ancestral temple of the secular dynasty. It is a blessing instrument. Ringing the bell can bless tens of thousands of gods and monks.
But when I saw the God of Fortune trying hard to ring the bell, a transparent silk thread came across. The God of Fortune was in two halves, and the bell was also in two halves. An evil god in the shadow only showed a pair of eyes, and fled away.
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Huang Tian shook his head.
I saw the owner of the next artifact, who was also a god of good fortune. The artifact was a large cauldron. I saw the cauldron. The cauldron has excellent defensive power. Its effect is to transform the evil gods from outside the territory. The Yuan Qi of the monks from the outside world turned into infinite elixirs. I saw the cauldron.
Infinite pills spurted out from the cauldron. Many monks on their side, after taking the pills, immediately recovered their mana and fought hard to kill the enemy.
Then a divine light hit, carrying the power of ancient ice, the cauldron was frozen and cracked. The God of Fortune was also frozen to death and turned into ice slag. Even his soul was frozen and cracked...
Huang Tian frowned secretly, these gods of good fortune died in various strange and tragic ways, which made Huang Tian imagine himself.
"The person who dies the fastest is the God of Fortune who can bless a large group of people."
"The second quickest person to die is the God of Fortune who heals wounded soldiers."
"The third person who dies the fastest is the god of good fortune who can purify the corpse. Most of the evil gods can control the resurrection of the corpse and form a fighting force..."
Huang Tian even saw an extremely heaven-defying God of Fortune. He could actually bless an individual, turn back time, and bring the dead back to life within seven days. At least a God of Fortune of the fifth grade or above, and possibly even a third-grade God of Fortune, could actually do so.
Died on a foreign battlefield...
Huang Tian's hair stood on end. He finally understood why the death rate of Gods of Fortune was so high in foreign battlefields. It wasn't all because of the need to "sacrifice the flag". He himself was the target of all members, and he often fought against enemies at higher levels and was passively assassinated.
Beat...
Even though the God of Fortune is dead, the opponent's luck will be greatly reduced and they will be riddled with evil spirits. Many of them will die immediately. This is a suicide attack.
But it’s impossible to guard against it.
Huang Tian frowned and began to formally pick up garbage.
It doesn’t have to be picked up for personal use. Many incomplete and tattered pieces with the origin of yin and yang and the five elements will be swallowed and digested by the Chaos Bead. It can also strengthen the origin of this treasure. When the time comes, it will become the treasure of the Cave Heaven and Paradise and open up the world. A lot of materials will be needed. These
Leave the rags alone.
Huang Tian's talent for treasure hunting has been working at times, and it has not been working for a long time.
But when Huang Tian passed by a pile of garbage, this talent suddenly came alive again.
Huang Tian then started to dig through the pile of rubbish. The bellyband of the God of Fortune? Not this one!
Fragments of the God of Fortune's skull? I'm sorry! I didn't expect your head to be shattered...
After waiting for Huang Tian to pick at it for a long time, he finally saw a piece of tattered cloth with unknown symbols painted on it.