5: C5 Black Hukou

C5 Black Hukou

I'm not Slime: "It's nothing, it's just the amount of mana in my body. Although it can only be used once, I'm not affected at all. "Since the administrator has let me know the future, it makes sense for me to do so."

I'm not Slime: "Most importantly, this lets me know that the administrator is too polite."

As an administrator who was acquainted with the great shore at the end of all roads, how could the magic energy in his body be effective against it?

Even so, the administrator still thanked himself.

Perhaps it was just a casual comment, but it was quite clear what the problem was.

How polite was this?

Tony had no money. "@ Su Xiaoge, Administrator, do you know my future?"

Su Xiaoge: "I know, have you researched the Steel Armour yet?"

Tony had no money. "Steel Armour..."

He was now certain that the caretaker knew his future.

This was because the Steel Armour was only his current guess and he had yet to take any action.

Su Xiaoge: "Seems not. Then your future, I only have two words."

Tony had no money. "What?"

Su Xiaoge: "It's very tragic."

Tony had no money.

Why did his heart suddenly become so flustered?

What happened in the future?

Why did the administrator say that he would have a miserable future?

Could it be that his future was so miserable that he could not bear to look on helplessly?

Su Xiaoge: "Don't mind it too much. You just got kidnapped, that's all. You won't die."

Tony had no money.

Hijacking?

He was very clear that as the chairman of Stark Industry, if he were to be abducted, what kind of consequences would he face?

Su Xiaoge: "Hmm …" "Actually, there is another thing that is worthy of your happiness. It is the fact that you have acquired the name of the blacksmith in a cave."

Tony had no money.

For some reason, the blacksmith in the cave suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

As for telling lies?

How could a high and mighty god deceive a crawling ant on the ground?

Although he was proud and his words were unpleasant to hear, this was the truth.

'Ding … Tony didn't have the money to send a private red packet. '…

"Oh, this Tony is good."2

Su Chen looked at the exclusive red packet in the chat group and said with a smile.

He then tapped on Tony's exclusive red packet with his right hand.

"Ding! Obtained Jia Weisi's basic equation, are you denying that you are connecting to the world network?"

"Yes."

Su Chen smiled and said.

Tony was truly worthy of being the chairman of Stark Industry. He actually managed to guess the thing he wanted the most right now.

Actually, Tony had no choice. Yes, he was very rich.

But could a god-like existence lack money?

No, should I say, use money?

Perhaps, only the Jia Weisi that he had researched would make the administrator feel that it was a little bit interesting … Right?

"Beep..." Fingerprints have been accepted. Sir, Jia Weisi is in your service. "

A metallic voice sounded, and continued, "Connecting to the network."

"Beep Beep Beep …" "Network connection complete, detecting current world background..."

"Sir, to explore the current state of the world, the level of technology is extremely low, especially the network protection aspect. It's so low that it makes people speechless, Jia Weisi can completely crush it!"

Upon hearing Jia Weisi's words, the corner of Su Chen's mouth slightly twitched.

However, it made sense when he thought about it. This was a world where cultivation was widespread. In terms of technology and the internet, this world was far inferior to the world of science and technology in Toni.

Then, his expression turned serious and he said in a deep voice, "Jia Weisi, do you have any information about me on the internet?"

When he came to this side of the Parallel World, his eyes darkened.

If not for the fact that there was a computer in the room and the way computers from both worlds were used, he would still be in a state of shock.

Since he didn't have the memories of his previous self, that meant that there was a high chance that he was still a scumbag in this world!

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