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"I want a name, how about a profit?" said Molière.

"Can you be more specific?" Oreo said looking at Molière.

"It's very simple, I just need to prove that my God is the most powerful hacker in the world forever, and you can get inexhaustible wealth." Molière explained.

"Then what do you need me to do for you?" Oreo naturally understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

"Hehe, Oreo is indeed a smart person. My request is very simple, that is, you can give me a place for me to stay." Molière laughed.

"It's that simple? You can easily find such a condition anywhere in the world with your God's reputation. I don't know why Mr. God only chose my Sicily?" Oreo was a little suspicious. If Molière proposed a It seemed to be a ridiculous request, but he felt normal.Now the conditions he put forward are so simple, it has to make him suspicious.

"Hehe, it's just because Sicily is an island. The reason is that simple. As for finding you, Mr. Oreo, it's because you are the underground emperor of this island. You have the final say here, and I need your protection." Moliere said with a smile.

"I'm afraid this explanation won't satisfy me." Oreo shook his head and said.

"I feel the same, Mr. Oreo. To put it bluntly, with my hacking skills, I can easily gain insight into all the people who enter and exit Sicily. As long as my hiding place is secret enough, my safety is safe. And you happen to be able to give me all that I need," said Molière.

"I understand, Mr. God, what kind of place do you want?" Oreo nodded, this Molière is indeed a genius, as long as the plane and ship are under control, if any suspicious person enters Sicily, God will Molière will know, and he can solve all the threats for him, so that the whole of Sicily is the safest place.

"Here it is!" Molière stamped his feet.

"What? My mansion?" Oreo hesitated.

"Yes, but what I need is underground, and you can continue to live in this magnificent building." Molière said.

"Could it be that you want to build a basement underneath?" Oreo understood what Molière meant.

"That's right!" said Molière.

"Mr. God, it's not easy to dig a basement here. The ground is covered with hard granite. This project is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also requires a lot of money." Oreo reminded Molière.

"Of course I know. I will solve the money problem. Before that, I need another favor from Mr. Oreo." Molière said.

"Speaking!"

"I will pay, and you will come forward to install surveillance cameras on all roads and entrances and exits throughout Sicily," Molière said.

"That's right, your idea is very clever, and I'd be happy to help you with this." Oreo knew that this was a good thing to gain both fame and fortune, and he installed so many cameras for the government for free, and the government naturally agreed with it.

"Okay, please give me your account number, and I will transfer you [-] million US dollars now, which is the cost of installing the camera." Molière said.

"Hehe, good! Since Mr. God is so straightforward, I agree to cooperate with you." Oreo said.

"One more thing, I have erased all traces of my coming here, and I don't want anyone to know that I am here." Molière said.

"Of course, but just now my military adviser Duncan already knew that you were here, so I'm afraid I can't hide it from him." Oreo said.

"Alright, we just need someone to come forward to do these things, and I'll transfer the money to you now." After Molière finished speaking, he turned and went to the guest room, and Oreo followed him in.

Soon [-] million US dollars was transferred to Oreo's account.

"Mr. Molière, when do you plan to start digging the basement?" Oreo didn't seem to be interested in the $[-] million, so he just glanced at it to confirm the money.

"You'd better let the wind out first, and say you want to renovate the mansion, so that you won't attract the attention of others. Oh! I'll transfer you another [-] million US dollars immediately, which is the project cost." Molière started again Operate the computer.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Mr. God to be a billionaire." Oreo laughed.

"Mr. Oreo, if I want, all the money in this world is at my disposal. The [-] million I transferred to you just now is actually not mine." Molière said.

"Oh? This makes me wonder. It's clearly transferred from your account!" Oreo looked at Molière puzzled.

"Mr. Oreo, there are a lot of zombie funds in the banks of many countries in the world, just like the Jews during World War II. They had a lot of money in the bank, but they died. The money is always lying in the bank's vault. Well, I just used legal procedures to withdraw the money. In addition, officials in many countries have corruption problems. Their money is gray. In order to avoid blows from their own governments, they deposit more money into and I can withdraw part of it from it, they clearly know they have been hacked, but they dare not say anything, hehe, these two sums are a huge sum." Molière showed a smug smile on his face. .

Sure enough, he is a genius, and it is a rich gold mine, just like solar energy, which is inexhaustible forever, grandma's, I found a treasure!
"Okay then, please ask Mr. God to be wronged here, and I will take care of everything for you." Oreo said.

The next day, Oreo went to the government. When he offered to pay for the installation of a large number of cameras in Sicily, the government was very happy.

"I didn't expect Mr. Oreo to be so happy to finally do charity. In this way, the security situation in Sicily can be greatly improved. I think it can be called the Skynet Project. I will award you the highest honor in Sicily when the project is completed. medal."

"Thank you, mayor, but the selection of all cameras is up to me."

"Naturally, you paid for the money, and you will be responsible for this project yourself." The mayor was happy to be a good person.

"Well, I'll start arranging people to start work tomorrow!"

At the same time that the Skynet project started, Oreo also began to decorate his mansion with great fanfare.

Oreo is the underground emperor of Sicily. He is rich and powerful, and he built a palace for himself. Naturally, no one doubts it.

According to Molière's instructions, Duncan recruited many workers from several remote countries and imported small rock crushers from Germany, but when he handed over these workers and machines to Molière, Molière refused to let them He entered the construction site, but when he was short of some supplies, he was asked to come forward to purchase them.

A big hole was dug in the living room of Oreo's mansion, and when the project went underground, the hole was immediately sealed.Oreo wanted to go down to have a look, but was also rejected by Molière.

This project lasted for three years, and no one knew what the basement below was like except Molière.However, the steel and cement purchased by Duncan reached thousands of tons, all of which were transported into the basement by Molière.

On the day it was finished, Molière came out of the basement.

"Mr. Oreo, the project is finally complete."

"Huh? Where are those workers?" Duncan wondered, since the project was completed, why didn't the workers come out?

"You don't need to worry about that, they went where they should go." Molière said coldly.

Oreo frowned, "Could it be that you killed them all?"

"Mr. Oreo, I don't want to accompany so many dead people, and I don't want your mansion to become a huge tomb. They have indeed left!" Molière said.

Oreo saw that Molière didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't bother to meddle in these nosy matters. Anyway, the life and death of those people had nothing to do with him.

Molière pointed to a wall in the living room and said, "Mr. Oreo, there is a switch here, you can try it yourself."

Oreo pressed the switch, and the wall immediately parted to reveal an iron door.Next to the door is an electronic LCD screen.

"I've already entered your palmprint into the computer. You are the only one who can open it except me in Sicily. Please put your palm on it." Molière said, pointing to the screen.

Oreo did as he said, and after a few flashes of red light, the iron door opened, and Molière led Oreo into the room, and Oreo was surprised to find that the guest room had been transformed into a real building. The walls of the iron house were sealed with steel plates, but he didn't see any entrance to the ground.

"Mr. Oreo, don't try to find the entrance and exit. If you have something to ask me, you can just come in and stand in the middle. This is a gravity sensor. I will always know that you are looking for me." Molière said.

"This, isn't this too high-tech?" Oreo was stunned.

"I have installed several machine guns and gas injection ports in this room. Anyone who breaks in without my and your permission will surely die!" Molière said.

"Damn, you're such a lunatic! I'm convinced!"

"From today onwards, I will go into the basement. I won't come out unless there is something important. If I need anything, I will let you know." Molière said.

"Then what should we do next in our cooperation?" Oreo asked.

"Don't worry, I still need to debug a lot of programs, and I'll let you know when the time comes. Okay, you can go out!" Molière actually issued an order to evict Oreo.

Oreo had no choice but to leave the room...

From then on, Molière went into the basement and never came out again.When he needed some daily necessities, he would call Oreo directly and ask him to send someone to deliver the needed things to the iron house.Oreo wanted to find out some clues through the phone number, but the phone number showed a long string of zeros...