Am I God

In the underground space on the other side, the blond, blue-eyed American Mike was walking in it, and he was holding a fat orange cat in his arms. It wasn't matcha or who was it.

He saw Matcha lying comfortably in Mike's arms at the moment, his eyes covered by money, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Beside Mike and Matcha, the original prisoner William was following them, slowly walking towards the depths of the underground passage.

William asked, "About my debts?"

"Captain Johnson, please rest assured, $1.5 million is nothing to me. As long as you can complete the next task, I will give you $1.5 million. No, I can give you $2 million." Mike stroked Holding the matcha's back, he said with a smile.

William, who was still wearing a prison uniform, was looking at his palm. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "What exactly does Xingmao want to do here?"

The corners of Mike's mouth were raised, and he said casually: "Our original goal was the Death King, but that guy was too careful, even if we put the meteorite in front of him, he did not let the super cat with the ability of the Death King personally touch it. Meteorites, and upgrade abilities."

William inhaled: "The ability of the dead king can still be upgraded? How to upgrade? Control more mortals?"

"Why not?" Mike said: "Super cats were originally evolved from ordinary cats. If they can be further enhanced by meteorites, they can naturally evolve again and gain more powerful abilities, which you should have long ago. understood.

But is it specific to the dead king? Some high-level officials in the bureau think that he may be able to evolve the ability to control the apostles. Although the possibility is small, it is possible, so he is also at the forefront of our list of super cats. If Being able to get him, control him, and then upgrade his abilities will be very beneficial for our future plans. "

William nodded reluctantly. He couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying changes would happen if the ability of the dead king could control the apostles, and how the star cat could control the dead king with this ability.

Exhaling a breath, William then asked, "Then why did you come to West Elvis' prison again?"

Mike explained: "Dead King was too careful, but he just saw that the meteorite couldn't be used, but he didn't want it. So he made an excuse to send us here, hoping to take it away during the mission. Meteorite, upgrade your abilities. The so-called control of Elvis Presley, creating chaos, collecting super cats, and selling apostles are just excuses for taking advantage of the trend."

After all, William is an elite investigator of the US side, and the clues to the whole incident were quickly sorted out in his mind. He immediately recovered, looked at Mike and said, "So, you are now interested in Elvis West?"

Mike said excitedly: "Elvis West's ability is more powerful than I thought, no, it should be said that Elvis West's ability is more powerful than he thought, and it is a huge waste to use it in a small prison. In fact, the field of his ability can directly change the character of any human, cat, apostle, or super cat, which is much more interesting than the ability to simply fight and kill."

Seeing the other party's excited look, William couldn't help but take a few steps away, then looked at the matcha in the other party's arms and said, "Then what happened to this cat?"

Mike waved his hand: "Don't worry about him, I just like to hold him."

"It's strange to believe in you." William secretly said in his heart, now he only hopes to successfully complete the task Mike gave him, take the money, escape from China, and return to the United States.

The two walked all the way, and soon reached the end of the underground passage. They saw a pure white cat sitting on the ground like a human. The hair on the cat's head was shaved off, and there was a monk's ring scar on it. .

William was speechless: "What is he doing?"

"As you can see, Elvis is a monk." Mike shrugged and said, "No one says cats can't be monks."

William wondered: "Aren't monks only vegetarians? If cats are only vegetarians, will they die?"

Mike said casually: "So he's a meat-eating monk." Not caring about these issues, Mike pointed to the front of Elvis West and said, "You sit here."

William stepped forward cautiously, looked at Elvis, who was sitting still with his eyes closed, and said, "What is he doing?"

Mike smiled and said, "I'm dreaming." He looked at Elvis Presley in front of him, and thought to himself: "I wanted to deal with the dead king, but it would be very troublesome to capture his body, but if Elvis West's ability can be used against the dead king If it works, it’s much simpler.”

"However, the specific details still need to be carefully planned. Just when the dead king and the others are doing things, let this guy William test it."

The recent personality changes of the prisoners and prison guards in the prison were caused by Elvis, but in order not to arouse the vigilance of the dead king, Mike has not done more in-depth experiments.

At this moment, everyone in Ya was summoned by the King of Death. Although they didn't know what they were going to do, for Mike, this was a golden opportunity.

It was at this time that Zhao Yao, who was in stealth with Yuanyuan in his arms, walked in.

At a glance, Yuanyuan saw Matcha being hugged by Mike in the distance. She excitedly took out her phone and took a picture. At the same time, she shouted in consciousness, "Zhao Yao, Zhao Yao, look! Matcha has joined the enemy!"

Zhao Yao frowned, looked at the matcha who had blinded his eyes with money, and shouted in consciousness, "Matcha! What are you doing!"

But no matter how he shouted, Matcha didn't mean to wake up at all.

"Asleep?" Zhao Yao frowned and walked up while maintaining his invisibility: "William? And who is this guy?" After thinking about it, Zhao Yao's thoughts moved, and the five senses deprivation was activated directly, and he was present. Mike, William, Matcha and West Elvis were stripped of their five senses and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yao first went up and grabbed the matcha, opened the other's eyes, and saw that the eyes of the matcha were spinning like marbles.

"Dreaming?" Zhao Yao called Diana out after thinking about it, and asked, "Look at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Are they all dreaming?"

Diana closed her eyes and began to fall asleep. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "These guys are having a conjoined dream, this feeling..."

"Nightmare cat?" Zhao Yao's eyes shot out a cold light, and he looked at the sleeping man and the cat and said, "It seems that the change of Elvis Presley was caused by the nightmare cat, he may have been dreaming for a long time. ."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yao sat down and said, "Diana, you bring me in."

Diana immediately shook her head and said with a look of horror: "No, it can't be like this. This time is different from the last dream. In the last dream, there were too many creatures in the dream. The whole dream was built on countless people and people. The cat's subconscious, so the nightmare cat has a very low degree of control over the dream.

Now there are only these few people. With the ability of Nightmare Cat, he can call the wind and call the rain like a **** in his dreams. I managed to escape with great difficulty. It is too dangerous to go in directly. "

-----

One more chapter to be updated later