A few days later, Steel Lake City.
In a cafe next to the street, Charles was wearing a decent suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He was reading a newspaper while drinking coffee leisurely. .
"Boss!"
He waited for a while, and a man in a black coat came over with excitement on his face: "You're finally resurrected?"
"Actually, no!"
Charles shook his head: "I... have other plans, this time I'm just going to stay for a few days!"
Ever since it was known that the main god space began to directly absorb living reincarnations, many teams of spirit reincarnations intend to accept one or two members.
After all, they need to bring a lot of news in reality, and there are also some things in reality that need them to do.
Due to the proactiveness of participating in the reincarnation mission, the spirit reincarnation has a great advantage in the space of the main god. At the beginning, those newcomer reincarnations were really reduced to the predicament that they could only work for them.
More importantly, even with such a humble status, one may not have enough opportunities—reincarnators, especially spiritual reincarnations, are very careful about their own secrets.
Before there is a definite guarantee and trust, they would rather ignore the family in the real world for the time being, and not leak any information.
Sitting in front of Charles was such a lucky guy, nicknamed Squirrel, who had signed a contract with almost all of Charles' team members. It was the kind of death contract that had been notarized by the Lord God's space and could not be violated at all. Butlers in the real world silently support and protect their family and friends, and handle many things that are not convenient for them to come forward.
In return, they also brought this squirrel with them, making him survive the most dangerous rookie period. His current strength is considered good among the reincarnators, and he can be considered willing to give up.
"Could it be that the contribution points are not enough?"
The squirrel was a little puzzled: "I still have..."
"No! It's not about that..."
Charles shook his head slightly. His shortfall in contribution points was at least on the million level. A squirrel's savings were just a drop in the bucket, and it was almost enough to squeeze his entire team dry.
"What happened to what I asked you to do?"
Charles didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he changed the subject immediately.
"I have investigated the information of those people in detail!"
Squirrel said, and handed a folder to Charles.
Charles took it, opened the brown paper bag, and saw a thick stack of records and photos inside, all of which were scenes of the lives of several families.
These were his teammates, or the family members of teammates who had died in battle, and he entrusted Squirrel to take care of them.
As for his own family
Even with the contract guarantee, he still didn't want to entrust this key point to others, so he kept his mouth shut and prepared to do it himself.
Now it looks like there's not much harm in being overly wary of squirrel considerations.
"Very good, I brought out a sum of gold, you can deal with it, remittance is still the old rule, transfer to those accounts!"
Charles casually threw a black travel bag to the squirrel.
He threw it lightly, but the hands that the squirrel caught sank, and even the table shook.
"Okay... ok!"
Although he was already a reincarnation, the squirrel couldn't help swallowing when he thought of the value of the gold in his hands.
"Also, it's been a long time since your last report? Is there anything new? About reality..."
Charles breathed a sigh of relief and looked at a photo of a werewolf in the newspaper: "The world doesn't seem to be very peaceful recently?"
"Werewolf Siegel! He has become famous in the main god space now. I don't know how many guys hate him so much that they think he broke the rules!"
Squirrel pouted.
"Breaking the rules?"
Charles suddenly smiled: "Who stipulated that us extraordinary people can only hide in the gutter like mice forever? Oh... sorry, I didn't have the slightest irony in your mind!"
"it does not matter… "
Squirrel was clearly interested in what Charles had just said: "You mean... boss? Can we still stand in the sun?"
"There is nothing to hide about the identity of a reincarnated person. One day, it will become a pride!"
This is Charles' intuition. After all, at the current rate of expansion of the main god's space, it is really shocking. He is not sure if one day in the future, people on the entire planet will become reincarnations.
In other words, the strength of the reincarnation has an absolute advantage, thus becoming the upper class of society.
Now these social elites only possess the power of power and money, but what they possess are actual superpowers.
He who holds power must hold power!
Under the power of life and death, what is a little money
"If there is such a day, it will be great!"
Squirrel murmured, and then said immediately: "In the world, there is no major event except that the werewolf Siegel was published in the newspaper and the rebellion in Pandorn."
For the civilians of the Golden Oak Kingdom, they may not be able to leave the city they live in for a lifetime. When a rebellion occurs in a country thousands of miles away, they have no other feelings except a little gloating.
In this regard, even Charles has such a little psychology.
But he is the superior after all, he secretly paid attention to what happened to Pan Duoen, and then noticed the reservation in Squirrel's words: "On the bright side? So there is something on the inside?"
"That's right! And that's the point!"
Squirrel's expression turned serious: "I suspect that the existence of us reincarnators in the upper kingdom has been exposed!"
"The evidence is that several guys have already corresponded with me, saying that they are suspected of being monitored."
"monitor?"
Charles frowned: "Only these?"
"of course not!"
Squirrel shook his head: "Accompanied by it, there are also various kinds of luck, such as career advancement, successive promotions in public offices, large capital injections for business owners, etc..."
"It really is… "
Charles didn't know what to say.
It seems that the other party does everything they can to win over the reincarnated people. Moreover, as long as people don't live in a vacuum, they must have intersections with society. There are parents, relatives, friends and lovers... All these relationships can be destroyed by a huge machine. Mobilize and exert influence on reincarnated people.
Otherwise, in the ancient times of Wu Ming's previous life, knowing that once entering the public house was as deep as the sea, why were there still so many wealthy people who wanted to eat the official family's food and sell their blood and bodies to seek refuge
"Hoo..."
I don't know how long it took, Charles let out a long breath: "Well... this is actually not surprising! After all, that damn novel announced everything to the world long ago!"
"Regarding this matter... I have a gossip. The author seems to have been incorporated by the Federation, and he is also named as a special adviser in the government!"
The squirrel scratched his hair, looking very puzzled: "Although he knows that he can't be the main god, it still gives people a rather strange feeling."
The reincarnated person cannot take the initiative to disclose the information of the main god's space, but if the leak is inadvertent, or without the subjective will of the person, the space will not execute the obliteration, this is a loophole.
Once there are reincarnations who are sincerely incorporated, the news of these spiritual reincarnations is not a secret to the entire kingdom.
Name, appearance, age... and the characteristics of violent death, as long as you check the nearest death population database, you can definitely find the names of many reincarnated people from the difference engine.
"Damn it!"
Charles suddenly punched the table.
No matter who it is, it will never be so happy to see others trying their best to inquire about their secrets.
Moreover, the Golden Oak Kingdom is not a squirrel. Once you make up your mind to investigate one by one, with the procedural rules and cumbersome procedures of modern society, you will definitely find his existence.
"Why didn't I change my name and appearance in the first place?"
Charles was secretly depressed, but knew it was too late.
His name of 'King of Mind' will definitely interest the City Hall and the detectives.
"Must move immediately, and the families of those teammates..."
Charles felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
It is not a wise move to hand over one's vitals to others.
After venturing in the space of the Lord God up to now, there are quite a few teammates that Charles can entrust his life and death to die for him, and he also entrusts his family to take care of him by the way.
He couldn't see anything happen to them anyway.
But just after he murmured this sentence, the squirrel on the opposite side wriggled uncomfortably, looking a little cramped and nervous.
"So what happened?"
Charles' face was serious, and he immediately took on great majesty.
That was the bonus brought about by truly killing people and wielding power and strength. Squirrel couldn't resist at all, and immediately confessed everything:
"It's the Mettler family! I have encountered a little trouble recently, boss, trust me, I can solve it!"
"Mettler?"
Charles closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a simple and stern face in front of him.
That was his best friend who he remembered, who went through life and death together, without him, he would definitely not be able to make it this far.
"What happened to his family?"
Charles' voice suddenly became extremely cold.
"Just a small problem! Well... there are some troubles..."
Squirrel's face turned red and blue, and finally he confessed honestly: "Boss? Besides asking us to send a large sum of money to his family last time, you still have a few props, right?"
"Yes! Are they causing trouble?"
Those few props are very useful to ordinary people, even though Charles spent a little contribution to exchange them, he immediately thought of this aspect.