The Death Knell

The paper money burned for Hogs before was printed and issued by Tiandi Bank. The denomination of each piece ranged from one billion to one trillion. In addition to the large face value, the area of ​​​​the paper was also very large, like a strip of paper. It looks like a small towel and feels very good, and it is very enjoyable to count.

Seeing that Wade couldn't hold back his money-counting hand, Su Ming simply asked the adjutant to give him a pile. It wasn't worth anything anyway, so he could just count it for fun.

So Deadpool quickly got a thick stack of paper money. He looked down at the Jade Emperor in his arms, then looked up at his cousin, and then showed the same expression as Batman, with the corners of his mouth curled downward:

"Dark, too dark."

However, my cousin is a little darker, but these paper money are quite thick and have a bit of fragrance. Ah, why do my hands start counting money uncontrollably?

"You are now the first person in the entire Almighty Universe to receive credits. You should be happy."

Su Ming, who had a narrow expression, smiled and sat down to watch Deadpool count the money. He picked up Maomao beside him and looked at Steve in the projection, saying:

"What you need to do next is to find a way to lead the Creative Hands to Diversity 2 and see if you can lead out the judge behind them."

The Hands of Creation are easier to find. They are still floating outside the newly built multiverse. This thing is not just made and thrown away. There are still some details that need to be fixed.

Originally, they were supposed to have planned to have New Diversity and Diversity 1 collide and fuse, which would save a lot of time on manufacturing details, but Deathstroke just packed up Diversity 1 and left, and now they have to make up for the missing things.

"It's okay, but it's really dirty to ask me to run Multi-Diversity 2 twice in a row. My little heart needs compensation." Wade, who was counting money with his head down, said this, and his meaning was obvious.

The employment fee of one hundred thousand dollars in the past was no longer in line with his expectations, and he wanted to pay more.

"This time it's 110,000 credits." As Su Ming said this, he asked the adjutant to project a product catalog so that Deadpool could see the purchasing power of the credits.

Nowadays, other merchants do not accept credit points. It doesn't matter. Wilson Group's business scope covers all aspects of human life. Even if you live on the group's products for your whole life, there will be no problem.

Moreover, Su Ming's technology is more advanced, and the things are considered to be of high quality and low price. This is the cost reduction brought about by the improvement of productivity level.

Take the simplest bionic friend, for example. It originally cost 30 US dollars, but now it only sells for 10 credits. Is it a loss or gain compared to before? This is not important. What is important is that if you don’t use credits to trade with the Wilson Group, you won’t be able to buy bionic humans anywhere else.

That's what monopoly business is, want it? Then buy it with the currency recognized by the capitalists.

Of course, this is just a simple example, and there are even more intense contrasts. For example, non-monopoly businesses such as automobiles are often the target of product comparison.

To buy a sports car made by the Stark Group, the entry-level model costs about 300,000 US dollars; and if you buy a car with the same level of configuration from the Wilson Group in the future, you only need a few thousand credit points.

Looking at it this way, do you think the credits are worth it? The value is right, relying on various comparisons of this type, plus the inevitable collapse in gold prices that will occur with the great voyage of space, allows people to exchange all the currencies in their hands for credit points.

When the currencies used by humans are unified, the gentle means behind the scenes to control humans will be fully implemented.

With the two big sticks of force and economy in hand, no one can overturn the situation.

"Is it 10,000 points more? Let me see." Deadpool's eyes moved from the Jade Emperor's portrait to the product catalog. He found that as long as he could think of anything, except for black slaves, there were basically everything on sale. : "Authentic and ultra-authentic spicy handmade burritos. Can you buy 10 of them with 1 credit? Hey, Slade, your stuff here is a bit cheap."

"What labor cost is cheaper than Mexican illegal immigration? The answer is bionic people. These burritos basically have no labor cost. If you want to eat burritos produced by mechanical assembly lines, there are cheaper ones."

Smiling slightly, Su Ming knew that Wade knew Mexican burritos. This stupid Ou Doudou actually had no idea about money. This could be seen from the fact that he could spend millions on prostitutes in one night.

In his eyes, the only hard currency is burritos and pizza.

In a way, he really has nothing wrong. Food is a hard currency in any doomsday crisis, at least more valuable than gold and silver, let alone banknotes.

I don't know if he is crazy or not. His brain circuit is a little abnormal, but he has his own way of doing things.

"Okay, I'll take this job. Isn't it just to lure five idiots to travel to Diversity 2 and let them work with the Hand of the Void?"

Deadpool pulled down his half-opened mask, coughed up phlegm, swallowed it back and said:

"As soon as I hear their names, I know they are enemies. They are called destined enemies. This matter is all mine. If someone calls me 'live escort', I will definitely go to him. But during this time, Slade, you What are you going to do?”

"I'm waiting for news. Xiao Fu is helping me catch the recorder. At the same time, I'm still closely monitoring whether the Origin Judge appears anywhere." Su Ming touched the cat's hair and saw Steve screaming again and entering. The next level of dream reincarnation: "At the same time, I have to guard against the God Group and the First Firmament. Do you think it's easy for me?"

"Uh, yes, I thought about it carefully when I was counting the money just now, and I found that you were secretly working hard in the dark again and didn't tell anyone about your plan."

Deadpool scratched his butt, put the paper money into his trouser pocket, and scratched the dead skin on his butt:

"First of all, this is the 40K universe, and you run it like a metal barrel. If the Judge dares to chase after him smelling the smell of Diversity 1, then it will probably be inferior to Sithorn after losing its home field advantage. The same is true for other imaginary enemies, such as Chapter 1 If One Sky wants to deal with you, if you burrow into Multidimensional 1, its authority will be abolished, because it is not his creation."

Hearing what Deadpool said, the cat in someone's arms raised its head and widened its eyes.

It turns out that Deathstroke took away Diversity 1 to prepare for the next plan, but he didn't even see this level? Instead, a dirty, mentally ill cousin saw it?

As a result, the cat looked at Deadpool differently, as if he was meeting this man for the first time.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You go and come back quickly. Maybe you can catch up with other activities here. By then, you will get 110,000 yuan." Su Ming asked the adjutant to give Wade a deposit of 30,000 credit points first and then make the payment. to his account.

Hearing the sound of gold coins falling in his head again, Deadpool was satisfied. He was just talking nonsense here, just hinting that he had to pay a deposit.

"Okay, then I'm going." Wade stood on the edge of the sofa with his legs spread apart, adjusting the scale on the conveyor belt, assuming a robot-like posture and shouting: "Wade Wilson, super handsome guy, attack !”

卍~~~ Along with the faint sound, he disappeared in a ray of white light, but it was so unclear.