The End Of The World: Predict Natural Disasters And Plunder The World For Survival

Ye Chen glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "Give me a reason."

"Isn't that a reason to earn 1 billion by changing hands?" the middle-aged man asked, frowning slightly.

Ye Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Ten thousand dollars can't buy you a good heart. Besides, I'm not short of money."

"3 billion!" The middle-aged man looked deeply at Ye Chen and increased the price again.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I refuse."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, and then he said coldly:

"Young man, don't act out of emotion, otherwise you will get into trouble and there will be no point in regretting it."

A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

"As you get older, don't worry about getting angry. Otherwise, if you burp, others will sleep with your wife and beat your children."

As soon as Ye Chen's words came to the ground, the normally normal message above the middle-aged man's head suddenly changed.

"Zhang Ermao, male, 43 years old, was possessed by death energy and died of suicide three minutes later."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Suicide? Impossible, right?"

"snort!"

Zhang Ermao snorted coldly, turned around and left.

An employee of the auction organizer placed the meteorite in Ye Chen's car.

Ye Chen glanced at Zhang Ermao. His future was still the same, without any changes.

"It's better to die, it will save you trouble..."

After Ye Chen thought about it, he directly pulled Shen Lanxin, whose expression suddenly changed, into the car.

As soon as she closed the car door, Shen Lanxin said with a pale face:

"Brother, that person wanted to follow us. He would first cause an accident, cremate us, and then steal the meteorite."

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed sharply, and a cold light flashed instantly.

"court death!"

Ye Chen didn't even think about it. With a thought, his mental power was released instantly.

In the green belt a hundred meters away, a disposable chopstick that was lost by an unknown person suddenly broke diagonally.

The next second, the chopsticks with sharp tips suddenly flew up, and then followed the open window and got into Zhang Ermao's car.

Zhang Ermao, who had just gotten into the car, felt a sharp pain in front of his eyes.

When I looked down, I saw a chopstick stuck straight into my heart.

Zhang Ermao's eyes suddenly widened with a "swish", and he raised his hand to grab the exposed part of the chopsticks.

But immediately, he stopped.

If you pull it out, you will die faster.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. A huge force suddenly came from the chopsticks, and then they came out on their own.

A "Puff" sound came.

The chopsticks came out completely.

Zhang Ermao looked at the blood-stained chopsticks in his hand with dull eyes, and the panic on his face could no longer be hidden.

"呲呲,呲呲..."

Blood spurted out wildly.

"no, do not want......"

Zhang Ermao was shocked and wanted to get out of the car and ask for help.

But his heart was pierced, and the chopsticks were pulled out by an external force. Blood spurted out, and his strength quickly faded.

His hand touched the car door and opened it, but he had no strength left.

After a while, Zhang Ermao fell head first on the steering wheel.

"Beep~"

The trumpet honked.

His blood was still gushing wildly, and soon stained his clothes, seats, and car windows red.

Death has come, and Zhang Ermao is hopeless.

In the Hummer.

Ye Chen, who instantly solved Zhang Ermao, felt surprisingly calm and didn't feel nauseous at all.

"It's not good to provoke anyone, but you provoke me, and you are so murderous. If you don't kill me, how can you do it..."

"However, now I understand why his future messages show that he committed suicide..."

Ye Chen smiled coldly, touched Shen Lanxin's little head, and comforted:

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he started the car and left.

Halfway through the car, Shen Lanxin kept looking at the back of the car, feeling a little lucky but also a little puzzled.

Zhang Ermao, who wanted to follow him, did not appear.

But she did hear Zhang Ermao's inner voice. He just wanted to kill people and get goods, and he did so by causing accidents.

An hour later, Ye Chen returned to Xishan Villa.

As soon as she got home, Shen Lanxin's anxious heart finally relaxed a lot.

"Brother, you should hire some more bodyguards. That Zhang Ermao really wants to deal with us. He wants to steal the meteorite."

Ye Chen nodded, "Well, don't think about it, it's okay, he can't make waves."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, with a thought, the large meteorite on the back seat of the car was instantly taken into space by Ye Chen.

After getting off the bus, Shen Lanxin's classmates came to greet her.

A group of little girls accompanied Shen Lanxin, which made Shen Lanxin relax faster.

Ye Chen did not participate and went directly to the second floor.

After opening the box containing the flying knife, Ye Chen controlled a flying knife and flew back and forth in the house.

After estimating the time, Ye Chen shook his head.

"If you control this kind of flying knife, it can last for three hours at most..."

"time is too short......"

"The mental strength is still not enough..."

Three hours of continuous control of a flying knife is actually not a short time.

However, Ye Chen knew what he would face in the future, so how could he be satisfied for only three hours?

After taking a look at the flying knife floating in front of him, Ye Chen had a thought.

The flying knives in front of him and the flying knives in the box were all received into the space.

"The meteorite we just photographed has a very strong conductivity to spiritual power..."

"If this kind of meteorite is made into a flying knife and controlled through mental power, it should be able to last longer..."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Chen summoned the meteorite, and then his mental power enveloped the meteorite.

The meteorite, which was one meter long and weighed more than five hundred kilograms, instantly floated on the spot.

Feeling the consumption of mental energy, Ye Chen was slightly startled, and then his eyes suddenly opened.

"Damn it! I found a treasure!"

Ye Chen was outside before and it was not easy to test the meteorite on the spot.

But now, after Ye Chen tried it, he immediately discovered something different.

The mental power required to control a meteorite weighing more than 500 kilograms with mental power is exactly the same as the mental power required to control a flying knife.

And this means that if Ye Chen cuts meteorites and forges flying knives, his control time will be greatly improved.

If it is a flying knife, if you control it continuously for a day, it will probably be fine and not tiring.

"This meteorite is a valuable treasure and is very suitable for me..."

"I just don't know how hard and tough it will be after it is forged into a weapon..."

Ye Chen thought for a moment, then took out his cell phone and called the security company manager.

Ye Chen's purpose was not complicated. He wanted to find someone to melt meteorites and forge weapons.

Flying knives need to be forged, but Ye Chen can only forge up to ten flying knives.

Ye Chen prepared to forge the remaining meteorite into an epee.

Soon, the call was connected, and after the security manager learned what Ye Chen meant, he responded directly.

After a few brief words, Ye Chen hung up the phone.

"Meteorites are very important. If they need to be melted and forged, I have to be there..."

"I won't go abroad for the time being. Let's build the weapons first..."

"After natural disasters, firearms become ineffective. If you want to deal with rapidly evolving creatures, you still need cold weapons..."

"I hope this meteorite can give me some surprises. The hardness is not bad, and the toughness is also..."

Just when Ye Chen thought of this, Shen Lanxin walked in.

"Brother, that Zhang Ermao committed suicide. His wife is going to sue us, saying that we caused Zhang Ermao to commit suicide."