The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

The current process is normal. Without Naya's intervention, Tang Tang was successfully sent to the laboratory.

Of course, under the obstruction, although many people were eyeing her covetously, no one dared to dissect her yet.

At this moment, Tang Tang was sitting quietly on a high chair, listening to a group of experimenters arguing.

"Tears? If tears are useful, what about saliva? Who knows, saliva may also have a healing effect."

"Body fluids!? What about urine?"

Tang Tang was horrified when he heard this and couldn't help but look at them as if they were perverts.

However, this group of fanatical researchers didn't care at all. They just wanted to do experiments and study truths that could not be recognized.

After arguing for a long time, they finally reached an agreement to conduct an experiment to study the issue.

They simply got a half-dead person and threw him next to Tang Tang, letting her cry for the purpose of experimenting.

It turned out to be useless, no miracle happened to that person.

"How is that possible?" A researcher was full of disbelief, scratching his head anxiously, staring at Tang Tang, "Are tears useless? How about taking some blood and trying?"

As he spoke, someone handed over a needle for drawing blood.

Tang Tang showed a bit of fear at the right time, and then a white coat following Tang Tang said, "Is it related to the condition? The person before didn't see the child bleeding."

The other experimenters began to discuss the issue.

"So you rely on emotions? So metaphysical?"

"Little girl, come and tell your uncle what happened just now?"

Tang Tang shuddered and whispered, "Uncle...his head fell off. I'm scared...I just hope that uncle won't die. The wound on his head is so terrible, wuwuwu..."

One of the experimenters' eyes lit up instantly.

"I understand..." He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled up the half-dead man on the ground, then suddenly pushed him in front of Tang Tang, forcing Tang Tang to look at the bloody wound at close range.

“Ah—wuwuwu—how terrible…”

Tang Tang immediately struggled backwards, whimpering, and the experimenters looked on with shining eyes as the wounds began to slowly move and then began to heal.

Having verified his guess, the experimenter threw the person he was holding onto to the ground, then laughed, "It is indeed the case! She needs a certain amount of stimulation! Only when her spirit fluctuates violently can it produce an effect!"

……

Tang Tang was under strict protection.

Because her abilities and methods of use had been verified, the laboratory simply drew a few tubes of blood from Tang Tang for testing and research, and then released her.

Tang Tang was quickly taken to live in an independent small villa, where she had everything she needed, including a nanny, a chef, a housekeeper and a bodyguard. Except for the fact that she could not move around freely for the time being, her living standard was actually very good.

What Tang Tang didn't know was that while she was being placed in the small villa, others were having a heated discussion on how to accommodate Tang Tang.

Finally, the archbishop made the final decision, "Send her to the Son of God. If the Son of God collapses again, she might be able to help."

"As for the identity," the archbishop was a skinny old man with a hunched back, like an old insect, "just follow the saint's identity."

Tang Tang became a "saint" in this way. When she woke up the next day, she saw the housekeeper and others whom she had just met yesterday kneeling respectfully on the ground outside her room, prostrating themselves, and calling her "Lady Saint".

Tang Tang felt a chill on his back and his mouth twitched.

What a familiar scene! It turns out that the Holy Light Cult has been fond of doing these kinds of weird things since a long time ago.

Then Tang Tang was respectfully taken to meet the legendary archbishop.

The archbishop was wearing a gray robe and was very thin. His back was bent as if he had some disease, like a shriveled old turtle.

His small eyes were very cold, and he looked at Tang Tang with a kind smile, but Tang Tang felt a chill on her back no matter how she looked at him.

But her current character is a weak little girl who is easy to deceive, so Tang Tang's performance was vivid and the archbishop was very satisfied.

He likes children who are easy to control.

But the "Son" is the most difficult one to control.

When the archbishop thought of this, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes, which were cold and cruel. He looked at Tang Tang with a bit of suspicion and scrutiny.

I wonder if this "Saint"...can be any better than those rubbish before.

"Okay kid," the old man smiled kindly, "Go, you are a good and sensible kid, you are very powerful and kind, you are like an angel in a fairy tale, you have the power of healing."

The old man began to coax Tang Tang, "Do you like the house last night and the things I gave you?"

Tang Tang lowered her head embarrassedly, as if recalling the beautiful little villa yesterday, the beautiful garden with various flowers, and the various beautiful dresses and jewelry in the cloakroom.

If she were an ordinary teenage girl who had lived in an orphanage before and now suddenly had all this, she would definitely be defeated by vanity and arrogance.

What's more, although Tang Tang had no memory of the time since she came here from the orphanage, she knew clearly that the experimenters here were constantly brainwashing the children.

Most of the children have already firmly believed that this is heaven, a world where only good children can survive.

If they don't obey, they will be sent back to the orphanage.

So Tang Tang prepared her emotions, then looked at the old man shyly and happily, and whispered, "I like... a lot of beautiful dresses and necklaces..."

"I will be obedient, Grandpa Bishop."

"That's right, good kid. As long as you listen, you can have whatever you want. You are the most special one, with super powers. You are the princess in the fairy tale and the angel in the legend."

"You are everyone's savior. If you have this ability, you should save others... After all, you are a kind angel, right? And the Holy Light Church saved you and let you live a good life. You should also be a good child who knows how to repay the kindness..."

The old guy is quite good at moral blackmail, and he is even secretly PUAing Tang Tang.

If she was really a helpless little girl, she would probably obey after being brainwashed a few more times.

Tang Tang naturally behaved very obediently, so the old man ordered someone to take her away and let her meet his savior, the legendary "Holy Son".

Tang Tang sat here with the respectful attitude of others.

She couldn't help but sigh that in the Holy Light Sect, identity really determined everything. As soon as she became a "holy girl", others immediately treated her with respect.

Tang Tang thought in her mind that Naya seemed to have left. He was just an accident and she didn't know what his purpose was... He couldn't be here just to play a trick on her, right?

Which evil god would be so idle and boring?