Reborn with wealth that rivals the country.

The next day, Chen Mo, Zhuge Wan'er and their group arrived at the airport.

The embassy arranged a private flight for them.

Zhuge Wan'er was in a low mood and held Chen Mo's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

She knew that the moment the plane landed, this man no longer belonged to her.

After boarding the plane, Leng Feng and other security personnel tacitly left private space for the two.

"What are you going to do next?"

In order to divert attention, Zhuge Wan'er asked with forced energy.

“The fruits of the country are ripe, it’s time to pick them.

In addition, I harvested a wave of Sakura Country and the Eurozone to continue to weaken the power of the Foundation.

When all of this is done...it's time for the final battle!"

Chen Mo looked at the thick clouds outside the plane window, his eyes sparkling.

"The Sakura Country and the Eurozone are not that easy to harvest, right?"

Zhuge Wan'er questioned.

The Sakura Country has been conquered by Chen Mo before, so it should have hit rock bottom, just like the water level has reached the lowest point, and it is no longer possible to hold large buckets of water. The Eurozone is even more terrifying. The Gull Alliance formed by them is able to compete with the Hegemonic Country, and several main gods are from the Eurozone!

"It's not easy to harvest, so I need a helper. With this helper, it will be easy to harvest these places." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Who?" Zhuge Wan'er asked curiously.

"The First Lord of the Foundation, the Patriarch of the Rothschild Family, Solomon Rothschild."

Chen Mo calmly uttered a name.

"what?!"

Zhuge Wan'er's mouth twitched when she heard that, and she completely shook off her bad mood. After all, what Chen Mo said was too horrifying.

The big boss of the final battle is Solomon Rothschild.

Now Chen Mo needs to accumulate strength and capital before starting the final battle.

But he wanted to accumulate strength and capital, but he wanted Solomon Rothschild to help him fight Solomon's own people.

Zhuge Wan'er suddenly had this question in her mind: Who killed me? And who did I kill?

Did I kill myself?

"You don't believe it?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

"If anyone else said this, I would definitely not believe it, but if you said it, I have to believe it even if I don't want to. But... this is too ridiculous! Solomon is not a fool. Why would he join hands with you to reap his own people?" Zhuge Wan'er said.

"You don't think the Foundation is a tight knit group, do you? Third Master has given me a lot of useful information recently. The internal strife in the Foundation has already begun.

Solomon paid all the money he lost in these business wars out of his own pocket.

The base camp of the Baguo Foundation was also disrupted by the subprime mortgage crisis and the economic crisis and could not recover for a long time.

This time, the sanctions imposed by the Russians were just Solomon's attempt to reap the losses and recover some losses, but I messed it up.

He needs a new health pack more urgently than I do."

“So, I approached him to join forces, which sounded ridiculous, but he had to agree.”

Chen Mo smiled.

In fact, this was the case in the previous life. The hegemonic country didn’t care whether you were its ally or not. As long as it was short of blood, it would reap the whole world.

In this life, Chen Mo simply accelerated and advanced this process.

Zhuge Wan'er looked at Chen Mo's handsome face and couldn't help asking, "Brother Mo, how can you be so strong?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "I once met a very... how should I put it, a very scary and strange person. He was very powerful, so powerful that he could kill anyone in the world, but he himself was very afraid of death, so afraid that it went deep into his bones and soul.

He forced me to answer questions about life and death, rebirth and reincarnation.

In this process, I also realized some truths. "

"The most beautiful faces will eventually be ruthlessly carved by the knife of time, wrinkles will quietly climb up the cheeks, and the former brilliance will gradually dim; the strongest body cannot resist the wear and tear of time, and the strength will disappear in the aging day by day, and the vigorous posture will become a memory; the highest power is like a passing cloud, which will collapse in an instant amid the change of dynasties and the changing situation, and the former power to call the wind and rain will become a light sigh in the long river of history; the most abundant wealth may vanish overnight due to natural disasters, man-made disasters, and economic turmoil, and the mountains of gold and silver will become nothing in the blink of an eye; the smartest brain, with the end of life, all wisdom will also be sealed, and those sparks of thought that once shone will never be rekindled.

They seem indestructible, but they are extremely fragile in the face of death.

Everything will eventually turn into the dust of history."

“Only when people really face death will they realize that they have nothing.

Everything will instantly vanish into thin air in the face of this concept.

All human language and wisdom are nothing but puppet shows compared to the hideousness of this concept of reality.

Even such a wonderful relationship would collapse at the touch of a button under the power of this thing.

But when people dare to face death directly, it will wash away all the tiny and complicated particles in thoughts and feelings like a flood, leaving only the simplest and essential things. Then people can become stronger. This is as strong as death. "

Zhuge Wan'er said blankly: "So, have you seen through life and death?"

"I guess so. In fact, I am quite grateful for death. If it weren't for the problem of "death" that I can't solve no matter what, I wouldn't follow my heart and be with you.

Maybe I will still follow the secular rules and conventions like before, and not dare to face my true heart." Chen Mo said with a smile.

Zhuge Wan'er was quite moved and said, "Thank you, Death!"

Soon, we arrived at the Imperial Capital International Airport.

The moment they left the airport, Zhuge Wan'er deliberately kept a distance from Chen Mo, and finally let go of the hand that she refused to let go of.

"I'm going home. Do I need to take you home?"

Before Chen Mo got into the car, he turned his head and looked at Zhuge Wan'er.

"No need, I don't need a car to take me there."

Zhuge Wan'er put on sunglasses and got on the car back to Langya Palace.

When we return to Langya Palace.

Zhuge Lu came in person to greet Zhuge Wan'er.

“Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!!!”

"Welcome home, the heroine of Daxia and the great contributor of the Zhuge family!!!"

"..."

However, when Zhuge Wan'er got out of the car, she didn't feel the slightest bit of mood, she just felt a little noisy.

Zhuge Lu came forward and said excitedly: "Wan'er, you don't know how much money we made from the Russian bear this time because of you, and how much resources we got!!! Hahaha, grandpa's good granddaughter, you... huh?"

Zhuge Chuan then felt something was wrong. He found that Zhuge Wan'er had not said a word. There seemed to be no expression on her face under the huge sunglasses, but tears were falling silently drop by drop...