Reborn with wealth that rivals the country

The other side.

Chen Mo sailed on the cruise ship for about three days and three nights.

Finally landed on an island I don’t know where it is.

The island is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance, and the forest vegetation is dense, and the sounds of wild beasts can be heard.

Chen Mo could even see tigers, lions and other beasts among the vegetation.

"If I break free and run into the forest on this island, I won't even need to be caught by others, but I will be eaten by wild beasts." Chen Mo thought to himself.

"Isn't the view nice?"

Michelle walked up to Chen Mo with her hands behind her back and said with a smile: "This island is called Paradise Island. It was built by the terrible prince Vlad XIII according to the appearance of paradise recorded in mythology."

"Surrounded by the sea and surrounded by cliffs, the only entrance and exit is at this pier."

"In this forest, he keeps 1,000 lions, 1,000 tigers, 1,000 leopards, and many poisonous snakes and poisonous insects."

"For sixty years, no one has been able to escape without passing the trial."

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Trial?"

Michelle smiled mysteriously: "Yes, we call it a trial, and Terror publicly calls it the "God Game." You'll soon find out what it is.

Let's go, I'll take you to meet the owner of this island, the terrifying Lord Vlad XIII. "

Led by several strong foreign men, Chen Mo and Michelle drove to the center of the island in a car.

It took about two hours to drive.

Chen Mo saw a majestic palace located on the edge of a cliff on the top of a mountain.

The palace is designed in a pure classical European style. Under the year-round wind and sun, it looks particularly eerie and terrifying, very much like the residence of the vampire Count Dracula in the movie.

The two walked into the palace.

There are all kinds of modern electrical appliances inside, and the lights are on.

Soon Chen Mo saw an old man with a haggard face, being supported by two beautiful Western girls.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Michelle, you're here..."

Michelle said respectfully: "Mr. Horrible, this is the first king of Great Xia, the White Dragon King Chen Mo. With his joining, your old man's last "God Game" will definitely be a success! "

The Horrible Duke nodded: "Okay! Cough cough cough...very good!"

"Go and take Chen Mo to the prison... cough cough cough... let him participate in the audition in a few days..."

Several well-armed strong men immediately escorted Chen Mo to a prison.

Here, it is dark and damp, the bed is made of wooden boards, the ground is covered with straw, and there are mice, bedbugs, and cockroaches in the grass.

The tired Chen Mo sighed, lay down on the wooden bed, and rested.

The identity of a reborn person is of no use here.

What happens next, life or death... is no longer under Chen Mo's control.

"Chen Mo, actually I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't use it!"

At this time, Michelle looked at Chen Mo jokingly outside the cell, with joy in her eyes.

Because Michelle knows that if she competes with intelligence or engages in business warfare, she cannot beat Chen Mo.

He will never allow anyone smarter than himself to exist in this world!

Therefore, although he didn't like to use the power of the scary man, Michelle still did it.

"Lord Apostle, Lord Terror invites you to have dinner." The beautiful girl next to him said respectfully.

"Okay, let's go. I can't stay in this stinking place for a second."

Michelle covered her nose and followed the beautiful servant.

In Michelle's eyes, the prison where Chen Mo lived was no different from a dry toilet.

He never wanted to go there again in his life.

Dinner room of the palace.

At this time, hundreds of beautiful girl servants were already bringing countless delicacies to the table.

Michelle looked at the nearly a hundred dishes on the long table, as well as various collections of famous wines, and couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Why is Lord Horrible so polite?"

"It's just a dinner, it doesn't need to be so grand, right?"

The terrifying man smiled slightly: "It should be."

The two of them sat down and exchanged cups. Michelle was enjoying her meal.

"Master Apostle, you should be the one with the most power and the most assets among the apostles of the foundation, right? Ahem..." The Terrorist laughed.

"Haha, Mr. Horrible, you're overestimating me, but what you said is true. Among the twelve apostles, I do have the most power and the most assets."

"It's no exaggeration to say that in fact, my assets and rights have surpassed the twelfth-ranked main god in the foundation."

Michel Horus said proudly.

There is a sense of showing off, but more importantly, it is to let Mr. Terror see his strength and let Mr. Terror cooperate with him more.

Mr. Horror looked happy and kept nodding his head: "That's great...cough cough cough...it's really great..."

Michelle felt that something was not right about the atmosphere.

The way the terrifying man in front of him looked at him...

It's like a vampire seeing delicious prey!

"Mr. Horror...you...why are you laughing?"

Michelle trembled.

"Ahem... My "God Game" is even more interesting... Why do you think I'm laughing? "

The scary man smiled eerily.

"You...what do you mean..."

Michel Horus trembled.

"Bring people here...cough cough cough..."

The Dreadful Man waved his hand.

The door not far away opened, and a man with disheveled hair was pulled over.

When she saw this person's appearance, Michelle's eyes suddenly shrank!

This person is surprisingly the twelfth main god of the Foundation, Kaiwei Miller, codenamed "Hermes"!

"Vlad, what are you doing?!"

"This is the Lord God of the Foundation. Do you dare to touch him?!"

Michelle said angrily, sweating profusely.

Kaiwei Miller said weakly: "Vlad... is crazy... he is crazy..."

"He couldn't catch anyone else... so he caught me... and asked me to participate in some of his bullshit games on behalf of the foundation..."

Michelle finally understood what Mr. Horrible just said!

He is also a member of the foundation.

And he is stronger than Kaiwei Miller!

Mr. Horrible wants him to take the place of Kaiwei Miller and participate in the God Game! ! !

"Lord God?"

"hehe……"

The terrifying man disdainfully picked up the silver table knife in his hand and threw it!

The silver table knife instantly sank into Kaiwei Miller's Tianling Cap!

"If he is really a god...ahem..."

"Then why was he killed with a knife?"

The terrifying man laughed mockingly.

Michelle was completely frightened!

The Terror Prince dared to kill even the Lord God, so how could he take him seriously as a mere apostle?

He immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Master Terror, please let me go... I'm just an apostle... Bah, what kind of apostle!"

"I am the handyman in the foundation!"

"What do we call these people, apostles? We are just putting money on our faces!"

"We are just ordinary businessmen! We have no skills!"

However, Mr. Horrible ignored him and waved his hand directly:

"Ahem... take him to the cell... prepare to participate in the audition in a few days..."

"If you want to live...try your best to win the game of gods...ahem..."