Looking at the long string of zeros in his account, Rowan was dumbfounded.

The original one hundred million was only a fraction.

He glanced at the person who sent the money.

"Leader Ye?

Where did she get so much money?

Why did she call me? "

Just as Rowan was about to make a call to ask, Ye Jian also called.

After the call connected, before Rowan could say anything, Clam Spit spoke first.

"Hey, kid, did you receive the one trillion?"

"That's what I extorted from the highest administration building today. That's what you were threatened with. It was little idiot Caesar Sequeira who ordered him to do it, and the money was paid by big idiot Engela Sequeira. I estimate that he lost a third of his wealth, hahaha …"

This was considered compensation?

What the hell!

Are you sure this wasn't a blatant robbery?!

Rowan suspected that if there was a top 100 wealthiest people in the entire continent, he would most likely be in the top 20!

It could only be said that this was indeed a world with Cyberpunk elements. The top political capital could actually be this rich!

The purchasing power of Daybreak Dollars was almost the same as RMB in the previous two worlds!

"I remember that you and Belaria are working on some project?

I asked her and she said it was something like 'Gundam'. Anyway, I know you guys are short on money, so I'll give you this one trillion. "653." "Oh right, when you give the money to Belaria, help me tell her … Remember to give me a full tribute account during the open beta of those games.

?

Ye Jian hung up the call.

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He finally understood what Leader Lin Yuan meant when she said "Little brother, you will be a big customer in the future". With the Maple Leaf Group's intelligence network, they would definitely know about this.

How should he put it ….

What should he do if he suddenly became a little arrogant?

Also ….

"Leader Ye YYYDS!!!!!!"

Rowan crazily shouted in the dormitory. Only then did he manage to vent his excitement.

Facing such a protective leader, Rowan only wanted to say that he would definitely hug Leader Ye's tight black pants and long legs!

Fortunately, the dormitory's soundproofing was very good. It used magic soundproofing, otherwise, the people next door would probably come knocking and yelling.

After his excitement calmed down, Rowan went online to check if there was such a thing as a rich list.

In the end, he discovered that there really was one.

The first person on the list was a lady named Milga. The Milga Group that she founded was involved in all aspects of life, from daily necessities to profiteering industries like magic crystal mining. Milga Group was spread all over the continent. The Milga Group's messaging software and magic machine payment function were just one of the company's countless products. Milga's personal net worth was a total of nine trillion dawn coins.

The second on the list was the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, Xuanyuan Zheng. As a member of the royal family, he had accumulated a considerable amount of wealth from generation to generation. Moreover, the emperor even set up a 'Great Xia Chamber of Commerce'. More than 90% of the merchants in the Great Xia Dynasty were involved in it. Xuanyuan Zheng's personal assets were as high as 10 trillion Li Ming City.

The third ranker was Engela Sequeira, who had a total net worth of over three hundred billion.

It had to be said that the difference between the second and third ranks was quite great. It could only be said that the accumulated wealth of the Emperor's clan, generation after generation, was simply too terrifying. The Sequeira consortium had a history of over a thousand years, but in this world, the Grand Xia had a history of over five thousand years!

This was roughly the same as the five thousand years in his previous two lives. It could be traced back to the Ancient Divine Calendar, prior to the Dark Calendar. Even though the Dark Calendar had caused the entire Blue Dawn continent to suffer enormous losses, the wealth of the Grand Xia Dynasty's Emperors had accumulated over many generations was still enormous. Naturally, the Sequeira consortium couldn't compare.

But what was up with the number one ranker?

According to the description, Milga was a woman who had built her fortune from scratch. Her age was unknown, but from the first time she had appeared, she definitely wasn't more than thirty years old.

How had she managed to accumulate so much wealth?

Glancing at the picture of Milga's violet-haired elder sister, Rowan confirmed one thing.

… Most likely, every man in the Blue Dawn continent who wanted to get close to a rich woman would first think of Milga.

Continuing to scroll down, at number ten, her net worth was less than a trillion Li Ming City.

In other words, he was now ranked tenth on the world's wealthiest list?

Rowan had a strange look on his face as he exited the browser, then contacted Belalia and told him about this matter.

For once, Belalia's notebook, which he used to take notes in class, fell to the ground.

… I understand. "

Belalia bent down to pick up the pen, then reached out with a trembling hand to push up his spectacles.

This was joy, joy that made him tremble.

Because in the future, for a very, very long time, she would be able to research whatever she wanted. She wouldn't have to worry about funding at all.

She could spend as much as she wanted!

"Sister Bella."

Rowan's face was solemn. His hands were crossed in front of him, resting on his chin.

"I'm wondering if I should intentionally go up to that Kaiser and kick him in the face and force him to make a move."

Belalia: "… Let's not. This sort of good thing will only happen once. Based on my estimations, the second time, there's an 80% chance that he'll flip the table."

Although she was very tempted, logic told her that this wouldn't work.

"Alright."

Rowan smacked his lips, a look of pity on his face.

What a golden boy!

Unfortunately, it's only a one-time use. It can't be used again.

Caesar Sequeira, you're so useless!

"Since we already have money, can we stop making games?" Rowan asked.

"We still have to do it. We need a stable source of income. If I let go of my hands and feet and do the experiments I want to do at all costs, one trillion won't last me for a few years."

Belaria said.

That's right, doing research and development is a bottomless pit.

"Furthermore …"

Belaria looked at the camera in the video, giving Rowan the feeling that she was looking into his eyes.

"You also want to have more things that you're familiar with in this world, right?"

Rowan's eyes widened slightly, then he burst out laughing.

With her intelligence, she should have guessed something long ago. He wasn't surprised.

"Mm, thank you."

"Rather than saying thank you, I think we should start the lesson," Belaria said impatiently.

One trillion could only buy things in this world, it couldn't buy knowledge that didn't belong to this world.

Compared to this money, she valued Luo more.

"Hahahaha …"

Rowan laughed heartily, then started the lesson for the day.

Inside Caesar's school villa.

A female student with disheveled hair and a black metal collar was kneeling on the ground, wearing only a torn shirt and a black metal collar. Her body was covered in wounds, and she was silently begging for Caesar's forgiveness.

This was because her voice had already become hoarse from the countless tortures.

The scars were not the result of Lan Miquis' interrogation. Lan Miquis had only used his Lie Detector Magic Equipment to force her to tell the truth. The scars on her body were done by Caesar's lackeys under his orders.

"Trash …"

Caesar casually leaned back on the luxurious sofa, coldly looking at the female student.

"Since the tool is useless, there's no need to keep it. Find a club in the western part of the city and throw her in there. Tell those clubs to give her the worst treatment and the most work."

The female student suddenly raised her head, looking at the person she loved in despair.

While she was torturing her, Caesar's cold and angry eyes, who was watching quietly from the side, came to her mind again.

The image of a perfect man in the past was gradually shattered.

It turned out that … he would also be flustered and exasperated when things went wrong …

As a fourth-rank Professional, she shouldn't be affected by the heat or cold brought about by the changes in the seasons. However, she felt a chill in her heart that spread throughout her body. It was a clear feeling as it intersected with the burning wounds on her body.

The two lackeys standing beside Caesar like bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed the female student's arm, pulling her out of the villa.

In the process of being dragged, the corners of the female student's mouth curled up majestically, and she let out a soft self-deprecating laugh that was as soft as a mosquito's buzzing. Her throat, which had already been tortured and hoarse from shouting, once again felt pain.

It's over, it's all over.

Whether it was her, her father, or her father's company, it was all over.

Her father had already been executed by Caesar through a video call. Through the screen, the people on the other side had cut him into pieces and executed him.

She suddenly rejoiced, rejoiced that her mother, who was as beautiful as a flower, had passed away from illness when she was young. Otherwise, her mother would have been reduced to the same treatment as her.

She wanted to die too.

However, she couldn't do it.

The collar on her neck was a piece of Magic Equipment that was connected to her brain. It was a piece of Magic Equipment that some filthy rich people used when they were indulging in private. It could be used to order and control the person wearing the collar. Most of the time, it was used on slaves bought from the black market.

She was only given one order in this collar.

No matter what, she had to live. She couldn't seek death.

Only in this way would she continue to be tortured in the coming "hell", instead of dying and ending it all.

Death was sometimes a very luxurious thing.

Seeing the female student disappear from his sight, Caesar looked at the thing on the table — Rowan's information.

The ordinary face in the photo was so dazzling at this moment. He couldn't help but want to immediately rush to the dormitory and kill him on the spot.

Because the compensation of one trillion for this matter was indeed huge, but it wasn't as good as the other matter — Principal Fang had personally criticized him.

Although it wasn't a public criticism, but a private one, after all, this level of threat was still within the scope of a threat. As long as it wasn't to the point of violence, there wouldn't be too serious of a substantial punishment.

However, for Caesar, who valued his face and honor, a criticism was much more serious than a substantial punishment. It was even more serious than the one trillion.

Fortunately, Ye Jian was extorting, and didn't make the instigator bow and apologize to the victim, which was an easy condition for most people.

If he wanted Caesar to apologize, he might as well kill him!

He had never bowed and apologized to anyone in his life.

Therefore, Caesar, who was criticized, wanted to directly make Rowan disappear from the face of the earth.

However, he immediately thought of what he saw two years ago, the pressure emitted by the soaring black flames that made his body involuntarily tremble.

"......!"

Caesar coldly snorted, trying to suppress the despair in his heart.

"Sooner or later, one day … …"

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