I can summon myself

"Each of the three major families has reserved 50 tons, a total of 150 tons."

"Five witches, each with 70 tons, a total of 350 tons."

"The eight people in the Western Alliance delegation are too rich."

The foodie senior sister exclaimed.

If the three major families can be explained by their profound background.

The net worth of each of these five witches exceeds the annual GDP of Yanyu City.

"The annual GDP of Yanyu City, with a population of millions, is only 40 to 50 tons of divine essence."

"What we sold today, plus the reservations, is equivalent to the total GDP of Yanyu City for more than ten years."

The bald senior's eyes were full of the light of small money: "It seems that if you want to get rich, it is most efficient to reason with the ancient gods."

Bai Chen saw Long Yi.

"Long Yi, didn't you say you had something to talk to me about?"

Long Yi touched the few steel coins in his pocket and looked depressed.

"It's okay now."

She originally wanted to use money to knock Bai Chen unconscious and buy the little dragon Ao Twelve in Bai Chen's hand.

But who would have thought that the dealer boss would leave Bai Chen such a rich fortune.

Hundreds of tons of god-level essence, even if Long Yi sold himself, he couldn't get so much.

The world of the rich, it's really fucked up.

The ultimate goal that the famous geniuses in the genius center don't want to work hard for, Long Yi, who ranks first in the peers' net worth list, is depressed.

Suddenly, the half-closed door of Bai Chen's suite was pushed open again.

Witch Eve came back.

"Sorry, I almost forgot the gift."

"Didn't we say before that we would give Bai Chen a gift that would express the sincerity of the Western Alliance."

"This is it."

She took out a thick stack of handwritten notebooks.

"Sister, take a look at the experience of breeding crested ibis left by Victor, the leader of the Phoenix Family's crested ibis project, before he passed away."

"But we can't be sure whether these mutant crested ibis can be used by classmate Bai Chen."

Even though she has traveled south and north, traveled around the earth, and even visited the City of All Spirits and the world behind it for hundreds of years, the Witch Zongheng has a life experience of hundreds of years.

It is also the first time in her life that she has witnessed the existence of a muscular version of the crested ibis without hair.

She really can't confirm whether Victor's breeding experience can be used on Bai Chen's four strange national treasures.

"Maybe it will be useful."

The real breeder of the National Treasure Team, Zhu Huan, who was wearing big sunglasses and a big mask, took the manuscript from Witch Eve at Bai Chen's signal.

If it was before meeting Bai Chen.

If she and the Crested Ibis Garden came across the notes of Victor, the first person in the industry who made the crested ibis reborn as phoenix chicks on Earth, they would definitely be ecstatic.

Because there is probably a detailed, first-hand record of the crested ibis's nirvana.

For the crested ibis business in the East, the value is immeasurable.

But now, the ancient gods have become Bai Chen's cash machines.

The ancient gods have become shabby little dogs.

Facing such information, she is no longer very happy.

No matter how good and true the records in the information are.

How can it compare to the dead volcano island where the embers and the ember land complement each other.

Although it has been less than a year on the dead volcano island.

But take the national treasure team as an example.

Their strength has improved more in this short period of time than in their past lifetime.

As long as they grow step by step.

Nirvana is just a matter of time.

Feeling that Bai Chen was not interested, Witch Eve was about to say a few polite words and leave.

In front of the French window at the other end of the suite, a big eyeball appeared.

Krao's muffled voice sounded outside the window: "Bai Chen, I received a strange communication signal on my psychic black iron suit."

Bai Chen walked towards Krao in surprise.

At this time, Gu Shaoyi's voice sounded from the big speaker on the ceiling of the suite.

"Just received news from the headquarters of the Genius Center. Sister, you see, the headquarters of the Ivy League will hold a global live broadcast on the subspace loss zone in thirty minutes."

"Yes, it's this live broadcast signal."

Krao said with certainty.

Cheng Changdong, the legendary leader of the Genius Center, looked at Witch Eve.

Witch Eve gave them a shocked expression that she didn't know.

She was about to leave, but she didn't leave.

Instead, she summoned the other four witches and the temporary patriarchs of the three families again.

"Do you know that the Ivy League is going to make big news?"

Eve asked them in front of Bai Chen.

"Subspace loss zone?"

"I don't know."

Piero and De Jong looked at the little Simpson you see.

Anchorage College, one of the Ivy League schools, is located in Anchorage, the home of the Simpson family.

"I don't know either. I've only taken over the family for a few days."

"But..."

Little Simpson's face suddenly became very ugly.

He suddenly remembered that the joint expedition team that caused the Wrath of the Arctic Circle was established by the Ivy League on the grounds of the subspace loss zone.

"Damn it!"

"Fuck!"

He roared explosively on the spot.

"Most of the crazy people from Harvard, MIT, Columbia, and Anchorage College have gone to the home of the Wrath of the Arctic Circle again!"

The faces of the bigwigs at the Genius Center suddenly darkened.

Long Hantian from the Reasoning Team said solemnly: "When the Fury of the Arctic Circle left the Arctic Circle, our Reasoning Team followed the Genius Center's recommendation to retreat."

"But there were also Ivy League legends and super controllers in the Arctic Circle at that time!"

"Nobody knew what they were doing."

Eve and other five vertical and horizontal witches spontaneously took out their own emergency communication methods, and the brilliance of psychic energy flickered in Bai Chen's suite.

Little Simpson once again opened the family portal.

With the help of the family secret treasury relay, he immediately contacted the elders of the Simpson family.

After some communication.

One of his faces completely turned the color of pot.

“The only lesson humanity has learned from history is that it has learned nothing from history.”

"This new expedition team from the Ivy League is at the home of the Fury of the Arctic Circle at this very moment."

"They are using Jask's Starlink to start the live broadcast!"

Little Simpson has a head as big as a bucket.

He wished he could teleport and teleport to Fury's lair in the Arctic Circle right now. Throw these people from the Ivy League to the lairs of the ancient gods in the Arctic Circle and release them collectively.

The myth-defying bosses at the Genius Center no longer know what to say at this moment.

“Isn’t the Arctic Circle shrouded in fog?”

The bald senior looked puzzled as to how these guys got in.

"How can a bunch of ancient gods in the Arctic Circle tolerate another live broadcast in the core area of ​​the Arctic Circle where the Fury of the Arctic Circle's lair is?"

The foodie senior thinks this is really outrageous.

"Watch the live broadcast."

Bai Chen was a little annoyed.