I live in a desert island property

"I understand." Li Xianfeng gradually came back to his senses, his heart was as cold as ice.

But no matter what, even if Lao Zhang passed away, the sun would still rise in the east and set in the west, and the rotation of the world was so cruel.

"Another very important thing is that the Honggang Civilization's trading ship will arrive soon." Wang Fumin swallowed and sighed in a low voice, "Our human's supernatural background is still far behind the Honggang Civilization. , do not have an advantage in trade.”

"So I can only conceal the situation of Lao Zhang. We still have to borrow his influence as a superhuman. It is a little bit to get some discounts."

Wang Fumin had a guilty expression on his face: "It's really a sin... This feels like eating out of a family."

"He may have died in unspeakable pain, the pain of derealism, it's hard to imagine, and there's not much we can do to help."

"And here I am borrowing his influence..."

The atmosphere in the room seemed a bit cold and lonely, and the world outside the window was still bustling, but there are some things, if you know about them, you will lose that sense of happiness.

"He shouldn't care about this." Li Xianfeng smiled wryly, "You can trade with confidence."

"What's more, you are not considered weak in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods, so don't belittle yourself!"

"I'm not underestimating myself, but I feel a little ashamed that there are many things that should be done that have not been done well. After all these years, it seems that our world has not changed at all."

"That's not true. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain. I just live in this mountain. In fact, the whole world has changed quite a lot. Moreover, the general trend of the times cannot be reversed by human power. A person's power is limited, and you can't It is necessary to blame yourself too much." Li Xianfeng changed the subject, "As long as you can fulfill your responsibilities, it is already very good."

"How is your great-granddaughter? Has your health improved?"

Old Wang shook his head: "Oh, congenital heart disease, I'm afraid the current technology can't cure it. But it's nothing, just can't do strenuous exercise, and it's not a big problem if you live a normal life."

"However, my great-granddaughter's character is finally not like my daughter's. She has been educated since she was a child, and she may be a material for studying." When talking about children, Lao Wang showed a faint smile on his face.

The next generation always has more hopes, although in more cases, the next generation is just ordinary people.

He calmed down his emotions and waved his hands: "Let's go, it's time to go to the Sea of ​​Demon Gods! I hope there will be a good harvest!"

"Bon Voyage!"

Li Xianfeng also left the office, sighing in a low voice, Wang Fumin's strength is too strong, there are countless people trying to curry favor with him, to tolerate him, so Lao Wang still has a sliver of "conscience".

He actually thinks that future generations need to study... This is so conscientious, so conscientious that it's a little funny.

Maybe what Qin Yiwei said is right, Lao Wang is not born to be a political talent, he can only be external at most, but not internal.

On the contrary, in Li Xianfeng's life, the faster he walked, the more he came into contact with that hidden social network.

The coalition government confiscated a lot of his property, which is normal. Power does not allow private armed forces to override society, especially unique technologies.

But if these are really nationalized, Li Xianfeng will not complain, but the bad thing is that a large part of this wealth is in private pockets and flows into private pockets.

He raised his head, coughed twice, and coughed up bright red blood from his lungs: "It seems that this is the limit of a capitalist with a conscience."

It’s not really a conscience. In order to pursue efficiency, capital itself has original sin. Without various means, human nature will naturally move in the direction of laziness.

It's just that Li Xianfeng feels that he has a conscience.

He smiled wryly: "Without the umbrella of power, we can only go so far."

"Unless, abandon the illusory conscience and pursue more power."

Because of his long-term contact with "Snow Flower" in this life, and his lack of personal strength, it will inevitably be affected.

His physical condition is not good, and he may not live well for a few years.

It's time to plan your next life.

Li Xianfeng thought a lot. He has accumulated a lot of money and knowledge in this life, and he also has many first-class talents under his command. What can he leave for the next life?

What industry should I work in in my next life?

...

...

The heavy rain in the sky came and went quickly.

After the rain, Wang Fumin got on a plane and headed for the easternmost city on the earth - Yunhai City.

Looking down from a high altitude, the blue sea looks like a piece of flawless blue silk satin. In the sun, glittering gold dots. There are layers of ripples in the sea, with slight waves rolled up like fish scales. The seagull waved its wings, greeted the sea, and then disappeared into the sky.

Haiyan stopped and stared at the sea, admiring the magic and magnificence of the sea.

This is the former Tokyo. Due to the sharp rise in sea level, most of Tokyo was submerged, and only the higher-altitude Mount Fuji area still has large areas of islands.

Beyond the island is the real Sea of ​​Demon Gods.

The operation of the economy and capital is indeed an objective law that overrides human will. The coalition government does not intend to vigorously develop this island, but the money is touching. The resources of the Sea of ​​Demon Gods are indeed richer than the earth by more than one grade. Various transnational Capital and private armed forces flocked to build islands.

In just twenty years, Yunhai City has become an international metropolis.

In contrast, the Western Continent, which was devastated by the war, has only recovered 30% of the population even though the coalition government has invested heavily and called for various calls.

"If capital is a demon god, then it must be the most influential demon god. It dominates the operation of human society and controls the blood of human beings."

There have even been sporadic armed attacks surrounding the construction of Yunhai City.

There will always be adventurous expeditions who feel they are strong enough to go out in search of riches. Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban. Now that the power of the people has risen, blocking this group of people is like blocking their way of making money, and conflicts continue.

In this case, the coalition government decided after a meeting that it is better to block it than to block it, and human beings really need the wealth of the Sea of ​​Demon Gods—not to mention that this kind of adventure is conceited, so what if these desperadoes die outside?

An adjutant took out a bunch of documents: "Mr. Wang, there are rumors spreading from somewhere now, saying that children born in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods are smarter. Some financial groups are lobbying the coalition government to allow cruise ships to carry a large number of children. Passengers, start the business of children born outside."

"Crazy, looking for trouble for nothing, where did the rumors come from?" Wang Fumin cursed in his heart, really felt that there were not enough things to do, so he had to earn this money?

But he still asked: "How much is it to have a child?"

"The current price of hiring a group of qualified mercenaries in the black market is 50 million. Anyway, it's only one day, and they will be directly caesarean section."

Wang Fumin's eyelids twitched twice, fifty million a day, really crazy.

The currency of the current Pangea Continent has been unified, and the currency value is similar to the currency of the Great Xia Kingdom in the old era. 1 catty of pork is 12-15 yuan, and 1 catty of rice is about 2 yuan.

Fifty million is really an extremely high price.

But he still felt that just for the sake of having a child, it was a crazy act.

The adjutant said again: "A new batch of standard weapons has arrived at the front line. Materials for civilized trade will be delivered by large freighters in succession within the next three months."

"Ask them not to have any defective products." Wang Fumin said, "Otherwise I will chop off the heads of those suppliers and give them to our friends from other civilizations."

He actually didn't like the city very much.

This luxurious city operates completely differently from the normal world.

The population of "Cloud Sea City" is about 2.2 million, including 100,000 permanent soldiers, about 200,000 civilian superpowers, explorers, mercenaries, and all kinds of messy service personnel, such as auctions, strange object identification , all kinds of weird chambers of commerce and guilds. All kinds of filthy forces, the underworld, women who sell their flesh and blood, loan sharks, tax evaders, drug addicts, this ghostly place is Gotham City in the new era.

How could Lao Wang, who was born in the old days, like this kind of selling gold cave?

But there is no way, humans really need this city.

Leaving aside the fact that human beings need the benefits of the Sea of ​​Demon Gods, they need a place where they can hide their filth.

It can be said that it is a good thing to have a place that attracts criminals.

The world behind human beings is really too big, and with the growth of comprehensive strength, the number of super-capable criminals is also increasing, and their destructive power is quite astonishing.

After all, Yunhai City is only a medium-sized city, even if the land is artificially built every year, it will not expand much.

This golden cave naturally attracts all kinds of criminals, so the battle between international security officers and super criminals, the confrontation between justice and evil, happens here almost every day.

"Hey, what kind of nonsense computer hacker is this, who obviously has intellectual abilities, but wants to become a criminal, he is really a bit sick." Wang Fumin read the information on the plane and shook his head helplessly, "Isn't it good to use it on the right way? "

"And this wilderness gourmet, who likes to turn women into human meat buns... Is this guy reincarnated from a world hunter?"

"This international security officer... died in the line of duty? He was only 30 years old, alas, all the way."

It is indeed a luxury to want to unite human beings.

Even if the catastrophe of genocide comes, there are still people who are still singing in the garden across the river. Now that human civilization is in a rare period of prosperity, it is really a mixed bag, and no one can control it.

Fortunately, Wang Fumin is not too worried about these things, because he has seen too much.

He is a member of the military, not an international security officer. If some mice are encountered in person, they will be crushed to death;