I can summon myself

As the first crack appeared on this paper-thin Franklin portrait.

A wisp of orange flame ignited from the crack. In less than three minutes, this two-meter-tall portrait emitting powerful mythical fluctuations was burned to ashes without encountering any attack.

A gust of wind blew.

Blowing away the last ash left in the world.

Bai Chen frowned.

Long Hantian, who had already taken a defensive posture, was speechless.

"I felt the power of the Heavenly Dao. Did the Eastern Heavenly Dao attack it?"

Long Hantian guessed.

"It shouldn't be. Even if the Eastern Heavenly Dao doesn't like the white-skinned God of Wealth, this thing is too lame."

Fang Zihan felt that this Franklin portrait was simply a strange flower that you, sister, saw.

"This looks like a one-time, mythical item that helps Max and others cross space and fold."

"Judging from the psychic fluctuations above, the cost of this thing is at least ten tons of divine essence."

"Franklin is the God of Money, the God of Wealth, but he is definitely not the God of Prodigal Son."

"I think there is a big problem with the body of this present god of the Ivy League."

"From the performance of this headshot, the rejection of the East Earth Heavenly Dao that caused its direct damage is only the superficial reason. The core is that its psychic fluctuations are full of life-and-death internal strife."

"In other words, even if the East Earth Heavenly Dao does not make any response, this headshot may self-destruct at any time."

Bai Chen spread his hands and shook his head: "It can be seen that the God of Money Franklin represented by the headshot is very unstable."

Long Hantian and Fang Zihan looked at each other. After Bai Chen reminded them, they realized that they had subconsciously ignored so many details.

Bai Chen's judgment was not wrong.

This headshot did have a big problem inside.

"Such a terrifying observation ability."

"I'm convinced."

They directly expressed their admiration for Bai Chen's observation ability with thumbs up.

At this time, Max had already walked to the front of the aircraft team.

"You can see that we didn't mean to follow you."

"Our disposable amulet doesn't have the ability to open a new space channel. We can only sense the space channel opened by others and then take a ride."

"There is only one space channel on Channel 5, so we are following you."

After a pause, Max pointed at himself and pointed at a group of ordinary controller companions who didn't even have the lowest level of legendary controller, the fifteenth level, and smiled bitterly: "We are all scientists doing research in the Ivy League, not combat awakeners at all."

"Not to mention that you have so many heaven-defying myths, any combat-type intermediate controller can take us all down."

"If we really have bad intentions, it's impossible that we don't even have a combat profession."

His companions took off their masks one after another.

Although not as famous as the third most famous on Earth, they are indeed frequent visitors to the academic journals of the City of All Spirits.

The shield on the elf warship disappeared.

The armored cloud whales on the side of Yanyu College also removed the lock on Max and his party.

The cloud whale formation dissipated.

Krao fell back to the tenth level of the controller.

A quarter of an hour later.

Max led the scientists who were beaten black and blue by Yan Shuishui to the aircraft where Bai Chen was.

He locked the target of this trip at a glance.

"Student Bai Chen, I finally see you."

"We came here presumptuously this time, entrusted by Mr. Franklin to ask for your help."

The third person in the general general earth said the purpose directly.

"Student Bai Chen, I believe you have also seen that the Franklin god with the US dollar as the core created by our Ivy League God-making Plan is in a very unstable state."

"Wait!"

The old monster Wu with a Mediterranean afro and a white coat interrupted Max.

Like the teachers and students of Yanyu College, he looked at the third person in the general general earth with a shocked face.

"Franklin Money God, was he artificially created by your Ivy League?"

Old Monster Wu tried to confirm.

Long Hantian, who had a ferocious head and horns, and Fang Zihan, who was as cold as ice, were all incredulous.

Even Zhou Wangu, Yan Shuishui, and Xinda, who sneaked in, had their eyes bulged.

Creating gods?

In ancient times, there was the strongest artificial man, and now, sister, do you see a crazy scientist creating a god?

Although they are all heaven-defying myths, the gap between ordinary heaven-defying myths and heaven-defying myths with divine duties is even greater than the gap between mortals and the powerful heaven-defying myths.

"Yes, God Franklin is the result of our Ivy League project."

"Since the beginning of the psychic era and the emergence of the myth of heaven, the predecessors in the alliance have established a god-making plan, intending to create gods belonging to our human beings with the help of psychic energy based on various legends circulated among humans."

"After generations of scientists' efforts, we finally got the money god Franklin based on the belief in the US dollar."

"But from the moment it was born, it was different from all the existences of the myth of heaven. It was very, very, very unstable."

"And as time went by, as the strength of the earth's psychic energy increased, the situation of God Franklin not only did not improve, but the problem became more serious."

"Not only is his state unstable, but his mind also has obvious symptoms of schizophrenia."

"It's as if it has countless personalities."

Max's face was even more bitter.

His companions also looked sympathetic.

They had all been tormented by Franklin, who had a real problem with his head.

"In fact, it's not me, Max, or our Ivy League who wants to be the savior this time."

"The one who really wants to be the savior is our big money sponsor, the California Consortium, which has existed since before the psychic era."

"Jask is one of the spokespersons of this consortium."

"He promised on behalf of the consortium that as long as we announce that it was with the help of the California Consortium that we completed the feat of opening up the Lost Contact Zone and rescuing millions of people, and give them the greatest credit, we will be able to get a large amount of divine essence funding, so that we can find a way to ask for help from the City of All Spirits, the East Earth Psychic Association and other mythical bosses who are familiar with gods."

A glimmer of realization flashed in the eyes of the teachers and students of Yanyu College.

After all this time, it turns out that this average third person on Earth didn't want to be the savior of the mainland. He just completed a PY transaction with Jask of the California Consortium, and each side got what it wanted.

Finally, it can explain why a group of good academic masters suddenly changed their careers to become saviors despite the world's disapproval.

It turns out that they just want to earn god-level essence and save the academic achievements of countless generations of scientists, the artificial god Franklin.

"Student Bai Chen, your appearance has given us and Mr. Franklin another option."