My double is steve

Chapter 864 This is...my Emerald Chamber of Commerce!

After Fang Mo hung up the phone.

Not long after, the president sent a death row prisoner.

In fact, it can be seen from here that after both parties reached a consensus through their interests, the other party was still very willing to meet Fang Mo's various needs.

Although even the president himself.

I don’t understand why Fang Mo insists on having a serious pedophile...

Even if Fang Mo clamored that he wanted a boy or a girl, or said that he could only be happy when fighting with the strongest person in the world, he could understand and try to meet the other person's needs, but if he had to be a pedophile, he would It's a bit incomprehensible.

Is this the other person's special hobby?

Think of this.

The President of Magnesia was also a little confused.

He subconsciously glanced at the group of colleagues around him. Considering Fang Mo's god-like level of strength, he felt that sooner or later, these scumbags would not be able to save their butts...

…

But then again.

Fang Mo didn't know what the president was thinking.

His current idea is very simple, nothing more than finding a place to recruit a group of loyal company employees.

And to deceive others.

He temporarily rented an office building that happened to be vacant.

This building was previously used for offices of other companies, but judging from the situation on site, this company has most likely gone bankrupt.

At present, there is only an empty shell left in this building. All the facilities inside have been evacuated. Even the floor tiles are gone. Only the bumpy cement floor is left. You can just walk inside and step on the broken cement. The voice on the slag will echo for a long time.

Fortunately, Fang Mo was just rubbing people.

I don't really care about the interior decoration.

After receiving the death row prisoner sent by the president, Fang Mo immediately carried the other party into the interior of the building, and then pulled off the hood on the other party's head.

"Uh-huh!"

Leng Buding's hood was taken off, and the dazzling light outside the window immediately made him close his eyes.

And take advantage of this opportunity.

Fang Mo also stared at the other party carefully.

He was a typical middle-aged white man, with a golden beard on his face, a somewhat stout body, a bit bald, a big belly, deep-set eyes, and body hair on his arms or chest. It was also very exuberant, very much in line with some of the stereotypes in Fang Mo's memory.

"you……"

As he was observing here, the middle-aged white man in front of him gradually adapted to the light. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Mo with some fear: "Who are you? What is this place?"

"Hello, I am Mephisto, the Lord of Hell."

Fang Mo smiled calmly and said: "I know you may not be able to accept your own fate, but you will become the gatekeeper of the afterlife as Fu Jin... I hope you like this job and treat everyone with kindness. Thumbs up to the person who beats you up."

"What the hell is this?!"

After hearing this, the other party had a look of surprise and fear on his face: "What is the world after death? Are you a devil? Oh my god, where are these people from the FBI?"

"Prepare to say goodbye to your healthy body."

However, Fang Mo didn't care about this and directly reached out to pick up the other person's neck and threw him to the ground: "Take off!!!"

"Uhhh!!!"

The other party's body hit the ground hard, and the severe pain instantly made him scream.

But before he could beg for mercy, Fang Mo had already raised his heel and stepped on the other person's neck without any explanation. The doctor heard the click, and the other person's cervical vertebra was instantly crushed.

In fact, if it was an ordinary person, he would be dead at this time.

But Fang Mo didn't intend to let him die at all.

Then a white light flashed.

Permissions for the Nether dimension are activated.

This is the same energy as the Nether Star and Beacon, and can theoretically heal all wounds.

It's a pity that Fang Mo didn't choose to heal the other party, but twisted the other party's body. So after the light went out, this guy was completely reduced to a severely disabled person with no ability to take care of himself. He only had two thumbs on his body and could barely survive. activities.

Even the appearance of this guy's height has been distorted.

His muscles atrophied and his height shrank. In the end, Fang Mo even deliberately gave him a pair of glasses.

"Good guy, your paralysis area has exceeded 98%, right?"

Seeing that the other party was paralyzed and only his thumbs could move, Fang Mo couldn't help but complain happily: "This is too painful, you should forget all this."

After saying this.

Fang Mo took out the Golden Holy Grail and began to issue instructions.

Although he himself has mastered some methods of operating memory, it is too troublesome to use, so sometimes it is more convenient to rely on the Holy Grail.

quickly.

The other party's memory was completely erased.

What replaced it was a strange and absurd false memory.

"Yeah, done."

After successfully making such a thing, Fang Mo didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he directly ordered the other party: "Come on, give me a thumbs up."

"..."

The other party didn't speak, but suddenly the corner of his mouth tilted, and then he gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, okay, it looks like it was successful."

Seeing the other party's abstract behavior, Fang Mo was also happy. It seemed that his goalkeeper of the afterlife was completed.

He nodded with satisfaction, and then Fang Mo pulled out an Ender Dagger from behind, and stabbed the other party in the stomach, sealing him inside.

Of course, there was a reason for him to do this.

Because Fang Mo couldn't leave this world for too long at present.

If he returned to his own dimension and immediately set the relevant rules for resurrection in the afterlife... then his anchor point in the time and space of the X-Men would gradually fade and eventually disappear, and when he came back after dealing with all this, maybe he didn't know how many years had passed here.

So Fang Mo could only seal the other party temporarily.

Wait until he returns completely, and then throw him into the afterlife to be the goalkeeper.

Anyway, according to Fang Mo's conception and design, even if the afterlife wins the resurrection game... he must take the escalator to return to the human world.

And it is well known that Hawking can't take the escalator.

"Well, the next thing is the employees..."

After dealing with this ghost animal star, Fang Mo set his sights on the realization of the villagers.

This is relatively simple.

After all, there have been similar precedents before.

In order to deal with various situations, Fang Mo used the world box to store a lot of biological entities in the MC world, and the villagers were of course among them, so now he just needs to take them out and realize them a little before using them.

He did it right away.

He searched in Steve's backpack for a while.

It didn't take long for Fang Mo to find the corresponding world box and controlled Steve to put it on the ground.

The white light lit up instantly.

The world box was realized.

Fang Mo raised his hand and lifted it up, and countless figures appeared in front of him in an instant, followed by endless white light, and all the villagers completed the transformation into reality at this moment.

As the white light faded.

A dense crowd appeared in front of Fang Mo.

They were not the kind of weird people with big noses, but a large number of ordinary humans of all kinds.

Yes, I mentioned it before in the JOJO world. Villagers are ordinary people after they become real, and their appearance is random. It is not that all villagers look the same.

If you insist on collecting them.

They just have similar interests and hobbies.

In addition to absolutely obeying Fang Mo, they are almost all crazy about emeralds.

"..."

Looking at the pile of villagers in front of him.

Fang Mo shook his head and raised the golden holy grail in his hand again.

He searched Hank's memory for a while and eliminated some useless things, such as liking Raven, liking donuts, or feeling inferior about his mutant appearance.

After all, Fang Mo only wants employees, not a lot of Hanks.

What's more, even if he doesn't mind.

Raven can't stand it.

But unlike Charles, Fang Mo is not an expert in memory after all.

Even with the help of the Holy Grail, Fang Mo still spent a long time to barely complete this step, eliminating most of the complicated and useless content in Hank's memory, retaining only some common sense and all academic knowledge, and implanting it into the consciousness of all villagers.

And in order to complete this operation.

Fang Mo spent almost half a day.

"Finally done."

After everything was done, Fang Mo couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

To be honest, he really spent a lot of money this time. This is only the world of X-Men. If it were any other world, he would be too lazy to toss so much.

"Master."

Soon, the villagers gradually digested these memories and began to talk to Fang Mo: "You want us to run that company, right? Are there any other tasks besides this?"

"I think so."

Fang Mo had just finished his work and sat down on the steps next to him: "Anyway, just hold this company in your hands and slowly turn all the humans in this world into mutants."

"Okay, we understand."

The leading villager nodded and said, "If we want to do this, we first need a legal identity."

"I know."

Fang Mo responded: " I have already told the president that he will ask all departments to cooperate with me. Identity and other things are minor issues. Any department has the right to issue a separate identity certificate. "

"That's it."

The leading villager thought for a while: "In that case, we can handle this matter ourselves."

"That's great."

Fang Mo nodded with satisfaction immediately after hearing this. He is a lazy dog. He is too lazy to study other things except for the work, so he promised directly: "You can handle it as much as possible by yourself. If you really can't handle it, find me again."

It must be said that the loyalty of this group of villagers is really high.

Even if Fang Mo said so, these villagers didn't seem to have any complaints. On the contrary, they all bowed their heads and thought seriously about how to help their masters solve these troubles faster.

"Master."

Soon, a villager stood up: "We need some start-up funds..."

"Just take it."

Fang Mo immediately waved his hand upon hearing this, and instantly threw away the gold ingots on the ground. Then, after a little thought, he threw out a handful of emeralds: "This is a reward."

"!"

Seeing the emeralds, the eyes of the villagers lit up immediately.

Even without caring that Fang Mo was still in front of them, the group of people immediately began to scramble frantically, with the most sincere love in their eyes, almost without any other extra emotions.

"You guys go first, I'll withdraw first."

Seeing this chaotic scene, Fang Mo also stretched his body directly: "If you get into trouble, just find me. You should know where I am, right?"

"Master, you are in Xavier College."

During the scramble, I don't know who shouted while holding two emeralds.

"Okay."

Fang Mo nodded with satisfaction immediately.

It seems that Hank's memory is still helpful to them.

The MC world originally has the characteristics of a fine product. Anything that is realized is the top existence, and this naturally includes the creatures themselves.

For example, these villagers.

Although in the game they are just a group of fools with no IQ... or not smart enough.

But once they accept the reality, they will transform into elite humans... Well, it seems a bit strange to say this, but it is true. These villagers who have been realized are quite online in terms of IQ and appearance. They are indeed elites, and their talents in all aspects are far beyond ordinary people.

If it was just reality.

Fang Mo was a little worried that they would not adapt to this world itself.

But now he has implanted Hank's memory into them. You know, Hank himself is also a genius, otherwise he would not have invented things like X-fighter, resistance serum, and brain wave amplifiers, right?

The memory of a genius scientist.

Plus a group of top elites from outside the domain.

Fang Mo believes that even if he is a hands-off shopkeeper, they can handle everything in a very short time and operate for a long time.

After all, this group of villagers is indeed a bit outrageous. Their normal emotions are very weak and they will not be bound by any family affection, love, or other material desires. There are only two views in the depths of these villagers' consciousness. One is that the master is supreme, and the other is that they love pure emeralds very much.

Compared to what Noli Island.

Or other temptations from the secular world.

They may prefer to get together and install ○ plugs and horse sticks made of emeralds on themselves. This is a carnival unique to the villagers, and it can also glimpse their extreme group and exclusiveness.

Fang Mo has no doubt.

How outrageous their execution ability is.

In fact, this can be seen as early as the JOJO world.

For example, the Emerald Chamber of Commerce established by the villagers... No matter what orders Fang Mo issued, they often completed the task in excess. Even if Fang Mo wanted, they might become another notorious race, and then use magic to defeat magic.

But it is worth mentioning that if they really let them write a [Bible-No Appointment].

Then I am afraid Fang Mo will really become Jesus...