Late at night in the Magic City, the roads were dimly illuminated by yellow street lights. There were no cars on the road and the traffic was smooth.

Zhao Ming drove the car slowly on the road, looking for his "prey".

The car is "borrowed", so I'm not afraid of being caught on camera.

Zhao Ming used the illusion technique to superimpose another face on his own face, with white skin, beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. The characteristics of the image are very obvious. At first glance, he is not Chinese.

The car exited the main road and turned into a newly built residential area.

According to the system's scan, there are three houses in this community. No one lives in them, but a large amount of cash is stored there.

Zhao Ming parked the car on the roadside closest to one of the houses without getting out of the car, and took a look.

Man, this house is like a vault.

The wardrobe in the bedroom, the bedside table, the bed, the bookcase in the study, the desk, and even the large refrigerator in the kitchen are all filled with stacks of large-denomination red tickets.

"Using banknotes as a mattress? Is this because you were afraid of being poor when you were a child? You're not afraid of getting panicked either."

Zhao Ming curled his lips and began to collect these ill-gotten gains through the air.

Wherever the spiritual power was swept, wads of banknotes quickly disappeared. If the owner of the house were here, he would probably be angry to death.

"Tsk, tsk, so much cash..." Zhao Ming looked at the pile of banknotes neatly stacked in the system space, "It's 120 to 30 million at least. I've helped you, so don't thank me too much.

Me, hehe."

Zhao Ming started the car and continued to collect money.

The other two places don't have that much money, but they add up to more than 80 million. The three places put together a little over 200 million.

Zhao Ming looked at the achievement panel of the system. The achievement "I am a rich man" has been upgraded to level 11, and he can receive another reward.

He didn't expect that the money he got in this way would be counted as money earned by the system, which surprised Zhao Ming.

But, what the heck, let’s get the award first.

Zhao Ming clicked the "Receive Reward" button. This time it was not a reward of energy points, but a lottery opportunity.

Could it be that the system saw that I had saved so many energy points but didn’t use them, so it tried different ways to hack my rewards?

With an uneasy feeling, Zhao Ming chose to draw the lottery immediately.

Ding--

A purple card appeared out of thin air.

Oh, purple? You're pretty lucky, it seems the system doesn't intend to trick you.

Material Decomposer: Can decompose any material to obtain pure elements slightly less than the original mass.

"Huh? Doesn't the system say that mass is conserved? How can the mass of elements be reduced after decomposition?" Zhao Ming asked curiously.

"Decomposing matter consumes energy, and part of the matter is consumed as energy."

"Treating matter as energy consumption? This is really... black technology." Zhao Ming couldn't help but clicked his tongue, no wonder this card was purple.

"Then where can the decomposed elements be used?"

"It can be used in manufacturing factories and repair shops. If you lack certain raw materials, you can directly use the corresponding elements to synthesize them."

That is so convenient. Now you can produce many things by yourself, and you no longer have to worry about raw materials. The manufacturing factory has been unlocked for a long time, but at the beginning, it had no blueprints and no raw materials, so it was just a decoration.

After "returning" the car, Zhao Ming left a hundred-yuan bill in the storage compartment of the car, which was regarded as compensation for requisitioning the car. Maybe the car owner would be pleasantly surprised, thinking that when he put the money here, he would

forgotten.

The next day, Zhao Ming went to Mexico again, where there was a large amount of US dollar cash.

I have long heard that the drug dealers here are very arrogant and dare to confront law enforcement officers. I guess there is no shortage of cash in their lair.

Using the same method, Zhao Mingcai went to one place and gained two billion dollars. These are all US dollars. If two billion US dollars are used for purchasing on behalf of others, it will take a long time.

It is said that the computer products produced by a conscientious American company are not only sold very cheaply in the United States, but also use better materials. If these computer products are added to the purchasing list, I believe that your own purchasing store will become even more popular.

Speaking of which, in the real world, Zhao Ming has not been to the United States yet. He has nothing to do in the past two days, so it would be good to stop by and have fun.

It is said that people can visit the White House, so let’s go and see how the real White House is different from the ones in movies and games.

But it's late at night now, and the tours aren't open yet, so we have to wait until the morning.

So Zhao Ming teleported to the outskirts of Washington, took out a luxury RV that he hadn't used for a long time from the system vehicle warehouse, and slept in it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ming had breakfast, collected the RV, took out another ordinary car, and drove slowly and leisurely to the White House.

It stands to reason that although tickets to the White House are free, they must be reserved in advance and not just anyone can get them. Now with the illusion technique, Zhao Ming walked in without anyone noticing this uninvited guest.

In fact, with this ability, there is no place in the world that Zhao Ming cannot get into. It is not difficult to assassinate the President of the United States, but it is meaningless. Zhao Ming is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

Well, the President of the United States may not be an innocent person, but after killing him, replacing him with another person as president may not necessarily be a good thing.

While walking around, Zhao Ming had a sudden thought. What was the President of the United States doing now? Could he be interacting affectionately with a certain White House intern?

The White House is not that big, so Zhao Ming used his mental power to sweep through and quickly found the position of the president.

It seems that the president is still dedicated and has convened a group of people for a meeting. There were not too many people inside, but there were some in suits and some in military uniforms.

Everyone was sitting around an oval conference room, with a stack of printed information in front of everyone. It seemed that there was no good news recorded in the information, because everyone inside was frowning.

"So, this is the result of more than two months of joint investigation by the FBI and CIA?" the president asked dissatisfied.

"Yes, our CIA has dispatched many agents to investigate the international arms market and major black markets. There is no sale of our stolen weapons and equipment. All borders and ports in Afghanistan have been investigated, and there have been no large shipments during this period.

export."

The person in charge of the CIA finished speaking bravely, then looked at the person in charge of the FBI next to him, indicating that he had finished speaking and it was time for the other party to report.

This guy is responsible for investigating the shocking theft case at the Hawthorne Army Warehouse in China. The pressure is much greater than mine. Even though he didn't find anything, he still looks like a stinker. I want to see how you pass the test!

"Mr. President, our FBI also deployed a large number of manpower, talked to everyone at the Hawthorne Army Depot, and also investigated the traffic cameras on all surrounding roads. We found no evidence of large quantities of goods being transported."

"Then what?" the president asked dissatisfiedly.

"So, we believe that this batch of weapons and equipment was stolen by aliens. Because no country or organization on earth has the ability to make such a large number of weapons and equipment disappear in such a short period of time, not even ourselves.

"

Aliens... rub it, this is a good job. I give it 100 points. The head of the CIA secretly complained.

"Aliens... do you have any evidence?" The president didn't buy it and turned to ask the head of NORAD, "Did you find any unusual targets during that time?"

"No, sir. We haven't found any suspicious targets." The head of the Air Defense Command in military uniform replied with a shrug.

Unexpectedly, the head of the FBI said: "Mr. President, we have also asked the Air Defense Command, and they have found nothing. However, precisely because there is no evidence of man-made transfer anywhere, we believe that only aliens with highly advanced technology have such capabilities.
Chapter completed!