Future Richest Man

Name: Future Richest Man
Author: My Name Is Not Hongdou

by My Name Is Not Hongdou

ongoing Science Fiction Future World Male Lead

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I am 85 years old this year. Even if I have a net worth of hundreds of millions, it is still useless. When I was dying, I saw hell. Sure enough, I was going to hell! It was then that I saw the impermanence of black and white. Hei Wuchang: Let's go, Qin Huai, your time is up. Bai Wuchang: Hey, Lao Hei, look at what he has in his hand? Black Impermanence: Soul Magical Artifact? How did you, an ordinary person, obtain a soul weapon? "Two adults, what did you say?" Bai Wuchang: Where did the necklace around your neck come from? I looked at my own neck. Yes, I am transparent, but I don't know why the necklace that has been with me for many years is still hanging around my neck. It stands to reason that things in reality cannot be manifested in the soul. "Two adults, as long as you let me live for another ten years, I am willing to dedicate the necklace to the two adults." Hei Wuchang: Impossible. You have been registered in the life and death book. We must take a soul away. Bai Wuchang whispered in Hei Wuchang's ear: "We'll find a scapegoat to leave a message later. This is a soul weapon. Unless he takes it off himself, we can't take it off." After hearing Bai Wuchang's words, I felt even more confident. "My lord, as long as ten years is enough, I am willing to voluntarily pick it off and give it to you two adults." Hei Wuchang pondered for a moment and said: You can't live, your real body is already dead. Even if you put your soul in it, you are still a vegetable. What's the point. Bai Wuchang: Otherwise, if we send his soul to when he was young, it would be equivalent to adding a mark to his soul. Qin Huai said: "You two wise men, please use your magical power."