In 2050, the myth came, a space crack called "Shenxu" opened, demons were rampant, and humans were struggling to survive under the pressure of the gods.
Lin Ji, a gangster hunter in the slums, has in his mind the world-destroying AI [Xinhuo] from three thousand years in the future.
This AI is ridiculously powerful. It can analyze gods, deduce martial arts, and predict the future... But it is a gold-eating beast. If it is not recharged (eating crystal cores), the AI will shut down, and Lin Ji's heart will stop beating.
In order to survive, Lin Ji was forced to become an outlier who "demanded money to death".
"Lin Ji, the beast tide is about to break through the defense line, take action quickly!"
"What's the hurry? The appearance fee is five million. In addition, the fifth-level fallen angel counts as overtime, so you have to pay extra. Its wings and divine core are mine, no matter the price."
Everyone despised him for being greedy and cold-blooded. Only Lin Ji looked at the countdown on the AI panel [Time of human extinction: 365 days] and silently polished his sword.
"You are saving money to buy a house, I am saving money to extend my life in this world!"
Until that day, the twelve main gods came together and the human defense line completely collapsed. Lin Ji stood on top of the ruins, looking at the trillions in balance in his account, with a slight smile on his face.
"Sufficient balance, full power mode - start."
The next moment, a silver machine-god that penetrated the sky and the earth rose up from behind him, and the anti-matter main cannon was aimed at the high god.
"This shot is worth the GDP of all mankind. Can you... Take it?"
