My Virtual Kingdom of God

"How did you take it out!"

Chen Mo frowned, "Also, you are actually useless with this thing?"

His face was full of disbelief.

Chen Mo couldn't figure it out, Qian Ming didn't use the Shinto talisman summoned by the academy on the spot, but took it home.

Not to mention him, even the college probably didn't expect that there are students so bold.

Qian Ming put away the talisman, looked left and right, and said with a relaxed face: "Don't be nervous, brother! Here are all people from the academy, and there are still people who dare to snatch it."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and pondered: "Anyway, be careful yourself, and, you don't need it, what do you want to carry with you?"

"Ahem, that, I want to take it home and show it to my dad!"

Hearing this, Chen Mo didn't know how to respond.

After all, both he and Qian Ming were just at the age of entering university, and they were immature in every way.

Not to mention Qian Ming, Chen Mo was only instinctively nervous, and didn't realize how much impact Qian Ming's actions would cause in the eyes of those who cared.

The cruise ship sailed slowly towards Linghai City.

On this cruise ship, there are not only students from Huaguo, but also students from all over the world.

However, students from other countries will transfer back to China in Linghai City.

This is not the responsibility of Penglai Fairy Academy. I believe that the governments of various countries will receive these students well.

The cruise ship traveled for more than eight hours.

Slowly dock at the port of Linghai City.

Get off the cruise ship.

"Want to follow you?"

Qian Ming pointed to a black business Mercedes-Benz in front of him.

Chen Mo glanced at his father not far away to greet him, shook his head and said, "No, you go back first."

"Then I'll go back first, come out and say hello together! Let me introduce some of my young ladies to you."

Qian Ming stood in front of the black car that came to meet him,

After winking for a while, he got into the back seat of the car.

Watching Qian Ming leave, Chen Mo turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man who was looking around not far away, and walked over slowly.

"dad!"

Walking in front of the middle-aged man, looking at the white hair that had appeared on his temples, Chen Mo let out a choked cry.

America.

Manhattan, New York, Rockefeller Center.

This ancient building was built at the beginning of the 20th century and has a history of nearly a hundred years.

But its 260-meter-high main building is still telling the world about its past glory.

This is the headquarters of the Rockefeller Foundation.

In the main building, inside a spacious office.

Old John was lying on the hospital bed. After receiving the diagnosis from his private doctor, he saw his confidant walk in and waved to the doctor.

The personal doctor bowed his head and backed out.

Seeing the doctor leave, Old John took off his oxygen mask and said weakly, "I hate wearing this."

"I know, sir."

The eyes of the middle-aged confidant are slightly red. He has been following Old John since he was middle-aged, and has been with him for more than 30 years. His feelings for him are not just for ordinary bosses.

"I'm sorry for letting you see me in such a mess." Old John smiled resignedly, "Tell me, what's the matter? Is it about my two useless sons fighting for inheritance?"

"No, sir." The middle-aged confidant bent down, approached Old John, and whispered quickly in his ear.

"Really?! Is the news true?"

After hearing the news, Old John's originally cloudy eyes burst into a group of captivating light.

When the middle-aged confidant saw this, his heart trembled slightly, as if he saw the hero who once dominated the situation and controlled the world situation again.

"It's true!"

The middle-aged confidant nodded, "The news came from a student of the Penglai Fairy Academy sponsored by us. However, the other party said that after this incident, he has nothing to do with our consortium and owes nothing."

"Good! Good! Good!"

The middle-aged man didn't know what good meant in Old John's mouth.

Do you agree with the other party that the two have nothing to do with each other, or just lament the news.

However, the middle-aged confidant himself is more inclined to the latter possibility.

really.

After hearing the news, Old John closed his eyes and meditated.

"What is the cultivation level of the student he mentioned who has the Yuzhou Divine Dao Talisman?"

"Late forging!"

"What about the background?"

What Old John was most afraid of was that the other party was a relative of a big boss from the Extraordinary Association. In this way, even if he got the Shinto Talisman in the end, he would not be able to withstand the pursuit of the other party.

"This"

The middle-aged man hesitated and said, "The father of this student Qian Ming is a well-known entrepreneur in Huaguo, and his mother has a lot of influence in the political arena."

"Hua country's red children?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

Old John leaned his head on the pillow slowly, changed into a more comfortable position, and said relaxedly: "The situation is not too bad, as long as the other party does not have a background in the Extraordinary Association, everything is easy to talk about."

As for the other party's money and power, it's as if no one has it.

Except for those powerful monks, John Cloefeller, he is not afraid of anyone in this world.

"Do you want to get rid of him?"

"No," Old John shook his head, "He is a student of Penglai Fairy Academy, we can't touch him, just get the Shinto Talisman in our hands."

Old John was also a little uneasy.

In any case, his behavior can be regarded as an indirect robbery of Penglai Xian Academy.

With his identity, he naturally knew who the principal of Penglai Fairy Academy was.

That is a stronger existence than the leader of the Freedom Alliance, Harry, the oldest player in the prehistoric era, and a monk in the Concentration period.

As long as there are other possibilities, Old John will not choose to provoke the other party.

However, now he couldn't wait.

Cancer cells are eroding his health little by little.

Although he used the best anti-cancer drugs in the world, his body was too old to resist the complications caused by the invasion of cancer cells.

Old John knew that if he didn't do something, he would face death.

And he doesn't want to die!

At present, in the world, apart from the Extraordinary Association, the only people who possess the divine talisman call are the governments of various countries.

Although Old John's power is astonishing, the Shinto talismans in the hands of the governments of various countries have long been divided up.

In the hands of Meijian, there was only one 300-year-old Shinto amulet, which was snatched by those guys from the California consortium.

Old John missed it.

As for Huaguo, which has more Shinto talismans, Old John has to admit that his hands are not that long.

Not so in other countries.

As for the Extraordinary Association, none of the countries and forces in the world dared to attack it.

Sometimes, the deterrence brought by invincible strength is just so scary.

Not to mention that the Extraordinary Association gave them some Shinto talismans, even if the other party didn't give them, they would have no temper.

However, Old John now knows another way to obtain the Shinto talisman call.

Although he didn't know how many years the Shinto talisman in the hands of this student Qian Ming had, but no matter how few, it was better than his current life.

"Henderson!"

"Sir, I'm here!"

The middle-aged confidant bowed down and said respectfully.

"Make sure to get it, please!"

Old John clutched his hand tightly, with blue veins on his withered palm.