Chapter 110 Bloodline

A race has its own destiny, which comes from the number of strong people in the race, the number of lives, and the accumulation of the reproduction process.

Only after a long period of time will the overall fortune of a race change drastically. Those with more fortune will naturally be more favored by the origin of the world. As the saying goes, those who are virtuous will have many helpers.

In the past five hundred years, the human race on Earth has multiplied and grown hundreds of times, spreading across various planets, and strong people have emerged in an endless stream. The fortune of the race is like a raging fire, thousands of times stronger than before.

Likewise, the demon race is also growing stronger, and its luck is second only to that of the human race.

If the other world is conquered, the racial fortune of the native species will plummet in an instant, and the overall situation will begin to decline, and the individual's cultivation talent will also decrease.

In He Laoliu's eyes, the key to the prosperity of the Yongji species is that their individual fortunes can be merged and split at any time, and their essence is almost the same.

It seems that they were originally one. The eternal species of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm all originated from one mother body, but after millions or tens of millions of years, it dispersed into countless parts.

When these parts come together, they will probably form a very powerful and huge life form.

The fortune of the Yongji clan not only comes from the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm, but also partly points to a distant and inexplicable dimension, and it is unknown what plane or world it is.

"Who exactly is the ancestor of their race?" He Laoliu didn't know.

He closed his eyes, muttered silently in his heart, and contacted his master. Soon, the clone of Yongji seed in his hand disappeared.

In terms of height, although he is tall enough on his home planet, he is definitely not the tallest. Those who stand tall and proud are the immortals, those terrifyingly powerful beings who are close to the immortal realm.

Compared with them, He Laoliu is still a head shorter, so he doesn't have to worry about the life and death of the mother planet. Such a thing is not his turn.

Soon, a line of words appeared on the palm of his hand: Don't worry, proceed as normal.

He Laoliu knew what was going on. He knew clearly how powerful the immortal realm was. Every strong person in this realm was a pillar of luck. If one fell, it would be a matter of heaven and earth collapsing, and the whole world would mourn and grieve.

Immortals can create a new race or destroy an entire race through luck and bloodline.

Life or death can be decided without contact.

The method of blood origin is to trace back to the source.

Of course, it is impossible to use this blood-source method to influence the human race, because the backlash of such luck is unparalleled and can easily seriously injure those who attempt it. Immortals from other worlds will not do such a thing as an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Send the mechanical army in a month to sweep away the alien warriors, and move in to build a base as soon as possible to prepare for the interstellar development of the alien world."

At He Laoliu's command, countless people were busy working. General Liu Yong directed the transportation of special equipment to remove the nuclear radiation and dispatched troops to re-enter the World Gate.

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"Oh, Uncle Wang is missing again. I don't know where he went. He didn't even say goodbye to Xiaowei."

Su Xiaowei puffed out her cheeks, revealing two round little balls. She supported her face with both hands. She had just finished reading the message Wang Xuan left her, and then she realized that Wang Xuan had left.

After dinner, she sneaked into Wang Xuan’s bedroom and saw the property certificate, keys and a bank account number on the bed.

"House, I have a house too!" Su Xiaowei sat on the edge of the bed and opened the property certificate with a smile. The three big words "Su Xiaowei" were clearly written on the title of the owner.

Wang Xuan did what he promised to do for her without any discount.

She read the words on the property certificate one by one, and it seemed that every word was a surprise.

"Huh? In the villa area?"

"Huh? The villa covers an area of ​​more than five acres, how can it be so big!"

She jumped so high that her little head almost hit the ceiling, and her little mouth opened wide, which was unusual for her, and she was obviously very surprised.

She jumped onto the bed in joy, rolling over and over, with little flowers in her heart blooming all over the place.

“What a huge house!”

At this time she hurried over to take a look at the villa that belonged to her, but it was already evening and her aunt had gone off work, so she didn't dare to go out.

Holding the house key in her hand, Su Xiaowei began to check the money in Wang Xuan's account online. After checking, she found that there was actually 1.5 million star dollars.

"That's a lot of small change, 1.5 million. Xiaowei only has 800 yuan in pocket money a month. I can't save that much even if I save for 100 years. It's equivalent to Aunt Yuzhen's salary for five or six years."

She had never seen such a large sum of money before, it was really a lot, so much that she felt it was like a dream and she would wake up in an instant. Lying on the bed, she would look at the property certificate from time to time, then at the balance of the account, and would occasionally smile foolishly under the quilt.

After folding the quilt neatly for Wang Xuan, Su Xiaowei returned to her bedroom, which made Su Qiubai curious. He touched his sister's smooth cheek and asked.

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a cold? It doesn't look like it."

Su Xiaowei giggled and snuggled into the quilt, laughing silently, making her sister Su Qiubai think that her sister was stupid.

After a night, Su Xiaowei opened her eyes.

"What happened yesterday was not a dream."

She got dressed, washed, and hurried to school with her schoolbag on her back, but she turned in the direction of the school halfway and went to the villa area near the university town instead.

This was the first time she skipped class, and she did it so decisively.

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"Hey yo! Hey yo! Hey yo!"

A group of Tian Clan men, two or three meters tall, came out of the mine, pushing large wooden carts to transport gold ore, all sweating profusely.

"hurry up!"

The supervisor swung the whip in his hand, which made a loud noise in the air, which cheered up the absentees. They thought the whip was about to fall on them, so they pushed the carts with all their strength.

Each of them had whip marks on their bodies, some scabbed and some red, making their skinny bodies look even more miserable.

They are prisoners and slaves, and can only spend their whole lives in such a place, staining the pieces of gold with blood to make them more valuable.

Miners come in and out one after another, and the ore is transported to be smelted. In the huge furnace, after going through a series of processes, the molten gold is finally shaped into brick-sized gold bars, which are then stored.

Year after year, gold bricks accumulated and formed a huge fortune. However, every year these gold bricks would be transported to the imperial city to make the palace of the strongest person in the Celestial Clan even more magnificent.

"It's not the annual date for delivering gold bars yet, there should be quite a few gold bars in the vault, this is my chance.

However, it seems that the defenders here must have embezzled a lot of gold every year, and the accumulated amount is probably a huge number.

So the treasury is a small target, and the officials who embezzled the gold are the key. It is not difficult to find out where they hide the gold."

Wang Xuan wandered around the city and the smelting workshop with a mysterious figure. Every time he hypnotized the aliens without showing his face to obtain information.

Arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, this is the territory of a six-armed strong man. He has been guarding Jincheng for hundreds of years and is very powerful. More importantly, his identity is - he is the brother-in-law of the Emperor of the Celestial Clan.

It was this identity that allowed him to sit in such a lucrative position.

After hypnotizing a servant, Wang Xuan learned that the city lord would inspect the mines and smelting workshops every few days. This was his chance.

After sneaking to a mile away from the vault, Wang Xuan took out the metal detector and released a mechanical dragon to drill a tunnel directly under the vault. With special band transmission, the gold reserves in the vault could be clearly seen.

By casting the spell in this way, Wang Xuan found out the location where the gold was hidden in the City Lord's Mansion, and the process was not difficult.

Faced with high-tech products, the masters of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King clan, who only believed in physical strength, had almost no defense. Not only were their perceptions insufficient, but they had also never come into contact with them before.

After finding out the golden location, although Wang Xuan was prepared, he still showed a strange expression.

"The gold in the vault weighs about two tons, and this is the gold mined from several gold mines. And the gold in the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion weighs 80 tons. He is really a rat."

Today really opened Wang Xuan's eyes. The total amount of gold in the treasury in the past hundred years was probably only two or three hundred tons, but the city lord actually withheld eighty tons. If expenses were taken into account, he might have withheld one or two hundred tons.

"It seems that it is really my brother-in-law who has accumulated such a fortune by splitting it in half with the emperor of the Celestial Clan."

However, what surprised Wang Xuan was that this city lord actually had a reputation for integrity in Jincheng and did not seem to be greedy.

If this is not considered greed, how bold must those corrupt officials be in the eyes of the public?

　Everyone asked me not to work full-time because they were afraid that I would starve to death. I think that's right, so I've been looking for a job these two days. I'm a little tired during the process, and I don't have enough energy to write any manuscripts. I can only update once today, and I can only say sorry to everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)