After the scene was cold for a while, a minister finally stood up and said.

"I am not talented and willing to take on this important task."

However, this is a young minister with little fame. He just increased his points in the national information management system because of his outstanding ability and effective work.

"Very good, Ou Qing's family, you are very brave. Today, I will appoint you as the Prime Minister after the disaster, promoted to the third rank, and be fully responsible for external affairs. As long as you respond to the matter, you will report to the Imperial Court directly..." Bai Shixin said happily.

The young minister hurriedly fell to the ground with a loyal look on his face.

"Even if I am tragic, I will stick to my tribe to the end."

"Okay, stay, everyone else will retreat first." Bai Shixin said lightly.

Later, in the envious and pitiful eyes of everyone, this young minister received personal guidance from the king.

"If you stay outside, if you want to be safe, you must try your best to make friends with that person. You should worship for three festivals in your daily life. You must not be short. When you have time, you should visit them often, so that you can keep your peace." Bai Shixin said to the person.

"Yes, thank you for your advice," the young minister listened respectfully.

Unlike modern humans, giant rat monsters pay great attention to the weak obeying the strong unless the weak are confident in overthrowing the strong.

So this young minister did not have any dissatisfaction; if it were replaced by a young human, he would probably not do it at this time, such as Ma Su's children's shoes.

After all, what Bai Shixin said at this time was too powerful and wanted to be servile to a strong man from another clan, which made people feel unhappy.

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Three days later, Xiake Jia obtained the authorization of two major magic bank institutions to hand over the mana crystals with a reserve of about 3 billion yuan to him.

These days, while patrolling the sky, the old man used 11 other spare threads to absorb and transform these magic crystals with all his strength, absorbing some of them, and instilling part of the black water bubbles into the god of death.

There is another thread that is a permanent monitoring thread that cannot be used at any time.

In addition, Fang Ning was forced to work together.

"Damn it, I don't know the Nine-Turn Golden Egg Art, why do I want me to transform the magic power in these crystals?" Fang Ning said angrily.

"No, you don't know how to talk about it. You and I share the same source. Learning this technique is very fast. One more person will have more efficiency, and you can also expel the shadow ghost general as soon as possible." The old man said with great confidence.

"I'm really suffering... Isn't this just asking Zhuge Liang to move stones?" Fang Ning looked at the "Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Art" and was very depressed.

However, as the old man said, he could learn this technique at a glance, and he could learn it at once. In less than three hours, he reached the realm of the Four-turn Pill, and a crystal clear round bead hovered in his soul.

Because he was originally a practice for ordinary people, with Fang Ning's current qualifications, he pretended not to learn and could not pretend...

After learning, he began to absorb mana from the mana crystals and further purify them to the point where he meets the requirements of the God of Death.

Others really can't do this step unless they can become a Buddha or an immortal after practicing for seven turns.

Only a guy who lives in the same body with the old man can have the ability to purify his magic power to a level like a god in a mere four-turn state.

From this point of view, the system is really terrible.

Fang Ning was busy for a long time and couldn't help but be lazy. He looked at the scenery outside through the perspective of the system...

I saw a quiet city at my feet.

There was no one on the road, and occasionally I could see one or two homeless people searching for things in street shops on the street.

All the municipal facilities, those once prosperous streets, crowded shops, pedestrian streets, crowded squares, are empty at this time, leaving only a desolate area...

The ground was already full of fallen leaves and dust, and the entire city was rapidly aging and dying.

Some stray dogs and cats are dividing the territory one by one, fighting endlessly, and from time to time, some mice are openly running across the street.

On the green belt on the roadside, some mutated plants began to grow unscrupulously after losing their management, crawling around, declaring their territory.

Obviously, it won't take long to turn into a steel jungle drowned in green and wild beasts.

"Oh, it turns out that the colorful purples and reds are blooming everywhere, as if they are all given to the broken wells and the dilapidated walls. What are the beautiful scenery?..." Fang Ning sighed.

"Don't be sad about spring and autumn there. You are not a liberal arts student. Why are you pretending to be a literati and poet? Work quickly." The old man scolded without hesitation.

"Your system that doesn't understand poetry is really disappointing." Fang Ning said angrily, and then continued to convert his magic power.

"What you sang is obviously a song, but the lines in "Peony Pavilion" are not poetry at all, okay?" The old man obviously didn't understand.

"..." Fang Ning had nothing to say, and the old man was really right.

"Hey, wait, it seems that someone is coming to our house to deliver money." The old man said with a little excitement.

"I'm not very excited when I hear your tone." Fang Ning said casually.

"Uh, you really know me. He is just a little mouse that is less than a pond level. What good things can I give? Of course I can't be excited. After all, we can have a system of billions in minutes." The old man sighed.

"I really admire you for your system that doesn't have to make drafts without bragging." Fang Ning said speechlessly.

"What a brag? The things I produce in one minute are just hundreds of millions according to the previous market price?" The old man said with great confidence.

"That was the past, but now it's different. The value of goods needs to be recalculated. Even if the cultivation materials are expensive, we must abide by the basic market supply and demand laws." Fang Ning shook his head and said.

Xiake Jia quickly returned home, and the old man's eyes were indeed thousands of miles away...

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Ou Shan stood nervously in front of the villa of Xiakejia Farm. He had been waiting for a long time, and no one in the yard greeted him.

He knew that it was not that the other party looked down on him, but that as the king said, even the servants of the Xiakejia were sent away.

This is exactly the hero's behavior. If it were someone else, how could he care about the life and death of these servants?

Maybe some kind-hearted people will care, but obviously not too much.

Behind him were some huge boxes. A long way from afar, there were a group of huge mice wandering, looking at him from afar, and the boxes one by one.

In the past, he didn't dare to use these mice to carry gifts, but now there is no one available, so he can only let these mice carry them over and then let them stay away so as not to hit the nobles.

He waited patiently, and a person suddenly appeared in front of him. When he calmed down, he was happy and a little frightened.

"Who are you? Why are you here for?" Xiake Jia asked knowingly.

"The little minister is named Oushan, who is the aftermath of the Giant Rat Kingdom. This time I came here, I specially prepared some small gifts to offer the dragon to reward you for your hard work in patrol during this turbulent period." Oushan carefully said, carefully.

"Oh, what are they all?" Xiakejia asked directly.

"There are hundreds of kilograms of high-quality medicinal materials and tons of top-quality ore..." He recited the gift list very skillfully, obviously he had already kept it in mind.

"Oh, it's rare that you have the intention. I didn't expect that there is still a demon who can remember the hard work of me now..." Xia Kejia looked up at the sky and said thoughtfully.

Oushan couldn't answer this question, so he had to keep silent.

"Okay, I will accept these gifts. Do you have anything else?" Xiake Jia stretched out his hand and everything disappeared.

"I don't dare to bother the great master to entertain you. The younger one will leave now." Ou Shan said farewell.

"Oh, then you can do it yourself." Xiakejia said without trying to keep him, and flew away in the sky.

Ou Shan left with ease. This great master was indeed easy to talk to as the legendary one, and did not despise him as a inferior monster.

He often went to the library opened by the king to read books, and understood the hobbies of some powerful people in the upper world. Such monsters, not to mention seeing each other, even if they live thousands of miles away, they cannot get close to half a minute.

Fortunately, I became a monster in a place like the earth with modern civilization. Unfortunately, history has repeated itself, civilization has given way to barbarism again, and order has been subverted by chaos.
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