I set up a shelter organization

Shen Yu made a comparison.

The abilities that Zhu Yin possesses are somewhat similar to those of natural disasters.

But one is extreme darkness.

One is sun and darkness.

In terms of power and strength, natural disasters are stronger.

But this does not mean that Zhu Yin’s ability is weak.

Different abilities in different hands will produce different results.

An ability, after being constantly honed through thousands of trials and tribulations, will become extremely powerful.

……

Headquarters.

Beimu was called back after a long absence.

"Why are you looking for me so hastily? Is it because the economic chain of some other world is broken? That shouldn't be the case. The God of Wealth hasn't reported any abnormalities."

Fu Zhang asked him to sit down.

"Some things were transmitted over from that great world we conquered."

Fu Zhang placed a strange cage on the table.

"That big world? I heard that the president and executive officer Lord Zhu Yin also went there. And if Lord Ao Qu hadn't been urgently summoned back, he would also be conquering that big world, right?"

Beimu is a contract master who controls most of the economy of the Yigui Society. Although his level is A, his status is very transcendent.

If he didn't dislike being stared at by so many people.

At this time, there were probably more than one Contract Masters sent to his side.

"what is this?"

Bei Mu saw the strange cage that Fu Zhang pushed over and asked, "Is there something strange inside? What are you doing to me?"

Fu Zhang read the report with a serious face: "The God of Commerce, influenced by the strange changes in human faith, has acquired great wisdom and humanity. He even fell in love with a human, and that human later became a half-human, half-demon."

"His level is Fate-level, only one step away from the realm of God. His ability is to control wealth and fortune, which is very similar to your strange ability of wealth and godhood."

After Fu Zhang finished speaking, he paused and looked at Bei Mu, who seemed to be lost in thought.

"The world over there is very special. They won't leave easily until they have completely conquered it. I'm sure you understand what it means for the President to send this thing over here at this time."

Bei Mu took a deep breath and tossed his hair. "Of course, President, do you want me to either give up the God of Wealth or let the God of Wealth devour this monster?"

"Indeed, abilities involving wealth are extremely rare. We've only encountered this one of this kind in such a long time. It's a shame the God of Wealth's level is still too low."

"In my opinion, the best option is to change the weirdness of your contract with the help of the president."

"After all, the God of Wealth is only a Blood Robe. Even if you want it to devour the God of Commerce, facing a three-level Doom-level weirdness, the God of Wealth may not be able to devour it."

Even though the God of Commerce is now weaker than ever before, he has been taken in and no longer poses any threat.

But his level is still an insurmountable chasm for the God of Wealth.

The consequence of forcing the God of Wealth to devour the God of Commerce would probably be that the God of Wealth would burst and completely dissipate.

Or maybe the God of Commerce will devour the God of Wealth in turn.

Bei Mu stood up and slammed his hands on the table: "Don't say anything, I understand what you mean, but I can't give up the God of Wealth."

"My abilities aren't strong to begin with, but even if I don't have any offensive power, no one can underestimate me."

Beimu put away his usual cynical smile, and at this moment he looked very serious.

Fu Zhang frowned: "Then your choice..."

"It's still too risky to devour so many monsters whose power exceeds that of the God of Wealth..." Beimu began to use his brain, which he basically never used except in business.

"What message does the president have for me?"

"He said he supports all your choices."

Bei Mu smiled. "The president is still the same, so reliable. Sometimes I really admire him. What could possibly bring him down? No, the president is more powerful than God, omnipotent. Nothing can stump him."

"Even if you praise me so much, Beimu."

Shen Yu suddenly appeared next to Bei Mu.

He sat on the sofa beside him and looked at Bei Mu: "There are still some things I can't do."

"How could that be?" Bei Mu said with an exaggerated expression, "President, it's been a long time since we last met. It seems like ages have passed since I last saw you. Although I know you're very busy, you should still come and see us, your poor subordinates, once in a while, right?"

Fu Zhang coughed and said, "There's no need to inform us of the president's whereabouts. Beimu, you've overstepped your bounds."

The God of Wealth suddenly appeared.

It suddenly jumped onto the sofa where Shen Yu was sitting: "Quack."

Shen Yu's attitude towards this strange thing that would bring countless money to Yigui was very gentle. He raised his hand and touched the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth closed his eyes and rubbed Shen Yu's palm comfortably.

"You really make me ashamed."

One of my two subordinates openly said that I, as the president, don’t take care of things, while the other secretly said that I, as the president, don’t show up often.

"Okay, Beimu, what's your choice?"

"Even if you choose to give up the contract with the God of Wealth, it doesn't mean it will disappear."

It will just be imprisoned in the abnormal shelter again, waiting for the next trickster who can make a contract with it.

This ability is particularly strange, and the Deviant Society will not treat it as a consumable to extract its strange energy.

"Master President, please forgive my willfulness. I still hope to make a contract with the God of Wealth. Even if it is just a blood-stained robe, I can still control the flow of wealth in those worlds."

"It's very exhausting, right? Beimu." Shen Yu said gently.

Beimu was stunned.

"The more worlds you have, the more financial flows you'll need to control. Even with your abilities, there's still a limit, right?"

It’s not Beimu’s limit.

But it is the limit of the strength of the Caitongshen Blood Robe level.

Even as a blood-stained creature, the God of Wealth has weakened its attack power in exchange for the ability to influence wealth on a large scale. Being able to influence the entire world is already its limit.

Now, its ability to influence so many worlds depends entirely on Beimu's mental power to control and dominate.

Beimu's keen perception and control over this wealth allowed him to maximize the effectiveness of one point of wealth, which enabled him to achieve such a large-scale flow of wealth across several worlds.

This requires Beimu to consume countless energy to control it.

Even after things stabilize, all the wealth will only be moving in a general direction and does not require too much finesse to operate. The amount of work involved is enough to make one's scalp numb just thinking about it.

Do you really think Beimu is just sitting around in the office doing nothing?

That's just appearance.