The paper money burned for Hoggs in the past was printed and issued by Tiandi Bank. Each piece has a denomination ranging from one billion to one trillion. In addition to its large denomination, the area of ​​these papers is also very large, like a small towel, and it feels very good, and it is very satisfying to count.

Seeing that Wade's billing hand could not hold back at all, Su Ming simply asked the adjutant to give him a stack. Anyway, it was not worth it, so count it.

So Deadpool quickly obtained a thick stack of paper money. He looked down at the Jade Emperor in his arms, looked up at his cousin, and then showed the same expression as Batman, and turned his lips downward:

"Dark, too dark."

But my cousin is a little darker, but the paper money is quite thick and it has a little fragrance. Oh, why did my hands start counting money uncontrollably?

"You are now the first person to get a credit point in the entire omnipotent universe, and you should be happy."

Su Ming, with a cramped expression, sat down and watched Deadpool order money, picked up the cat beside him and looked at Steve in the projection, and said:

"The next thing you need to do is to find a way to lead the hands of creation to Diversity 2 to see if it can lead to the judge behind them."

It is easier to find the Creator's hands. They are still floating outside the newly built multiverse. This thing cannot be created and thrown there. There are some details that need to be repaired.

Originally, they should have planned to merge the new multi-dimensional and multi-dimensional 1 collision, which would save a lot of time in manufacturing details, but Death Knell directly packed the multi-dimensional 1 away, and they had to make up for the missing things now.

"It's OK, but it's too dirty to let me run Multiple 2 twice in a row. My little heart needs compensation." Wade, who lowered his head to count the money, said this, and his meaning was also very obvious.

The employment fee of the past 100,000 US dollars per time was no longer in line with his expectations, and he wanted to increase the money.

"This time I counted 110,000 credit points." Su Ming said this, and asked the adjutant to project a product catalog to let Deadpool see the purchasing power of the credit points.

Nowadays, other businesses do not accept credit points. It doesn’t matter. The business scope of Wilson Group includes all aspects of human life. Even if you live on group products for your whole life, there is no problem.

Moreover, Su Ming has more technology in the field, and things can be considered cheap and cheap, which is a cost reduction caused by the improvement of productivity.

Take the simplest Bionic Brothers for example. The original cost is $30, but now it only sells 10 credit points. Is it a loss or a profit compared to before? This is not important. What is important is that if you don’t trade with Wilson Group with credit points, you won’t be able to buy Bionic people elsewhere.

This is how monopoly business is. Want it? Then buy it with the currency recognized by capitalists.

Of course, this is just a simple example, and there are even more contrasts. For example, non-monopoly businesses like automobiles are often targets for commodity comparisons.

To buy a sports car made by Stark Group, the entry-level model will cost about $300,000; if you buy a car with the same level as the Wilson Group in the future, it will only require a few thousand credit points.

From this perspective, do you think the credit point is very worthwhile? That's right. It depends on this kind of comparison, coupled with the inevitable plunge of gold prices with the universe, allowing people to exchange all the currency in their hands for credit points.

By then, the currency used by humans will be unified, and the mild means of controlling humans behind the scenes will be fully implemented.

With two big sticks of force and economy in your hands, no one can make a comeback.

"Is it more than 10,000? Let's take a look." Deadpool's eyes moved from the portrait of the Jade Emperor to the product catalog. He found that as long as he could think of something, except for the black slaves, there were basically all sold on it: "Authentic and super authentic spicy handmade burritos. Can you buy 10 of them at a credit point? Hiss, Slade, your stuff is a bit cheaper."

"Which labor fee is cheaper than illegal immigration in Mexico? The answer is bionic people. These burritos basically have no labor cost. If you want to eat burritos produced by mechanical assembly lines, there are even cheaper ones."

With a smile, Su Ming knew about the burrito when he knew Wade. This stupid Ou Doudou actually had no idea about money. It can be seen from the fact that he could spend millions on prostitutes in one night.

In his eyes, only burritos and pizza are considered hard currency.

In some ways, he is really nothing wrong with that. Food is a hard currency in any doomsday crisis, at least more valuable than gold and silver, let alone money.

I don’t know if he was crazy or not. His brain circuit was a bit abnormal, but he had his own set of principles when doing things.

"Okay, I've taken this single job. Wouldn't it just lead five stupid Xs to go on a diversified 2 trip and let them do it with the Void Hand?"

Deadpool pulled down his mask that was half opened, coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, swallowed it back and said:

"As soon as they hear the names of both of them, they should be the opponent. This is called the destined enemy. This matter is for me. If someone calls him "Works", I will definitely do him, but what are you going to do during this period of time?"

"I'm waiting for news. Xiaofu is helping me catch the recorder. At the same time, I'm also closely monitoring whether the judge of origin appears there." Su Ming touched the cat's hair and saw Steve screaming again and entering the next dream reincarnation: "At the same time, you have to be on guard against the God Group and the First Sky. Do you think I'm relaxed?"

"Uh, yes, I thought about it carefully when I was counting the money just now, and found that you were secretly working hard in the dark again and didn't tell anyone about your plan."

Deadpool scratched his butt, he put the paper money into his pocket, and scratched the dead skin on his butt:

"First of all, this is a 40K universe, which is like an iron bucket run by you. If the judge dares to smell the odor of Multiple 1, then it will probably not be as good as Sithorne after losing its home advantage. The same is true for other imaginary enemies. For example, if the First Sky wants to deal with you, if you drill into Multiple 1, its authority will be destroyed, because that is not his creation."

Hearing Deadpool say this, the cat in someone's arms lifted his head and his squinting eyes widened.

It turned out that Death Knell took away the Multiple 1 or was planning for the next plan. He didn't see this layer? Instead, a dirty and mentally ill cousin saw it?

As a result, the cat's eyes looked at Deadpool differently, as if it was the first time he met this man.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Go and go back quickly. Maybe you can catch up with other activities here. All 110,000 will be included in the time being." Su Ming asked the adjutant to give Wade a deposit of 30,000 credit points first and transfer it to his account.

Hearing the sound of gold coins falling in his mind again, Deadpool was satisfied. He was talking nonsense here, just hinting that he would pay the deposit.

"Okay, then I'm going to go." Wade stood on the edge of the sofa and spread his legs apart, adjusting the scale on the teleportation belt, and posing like a robot, shouting: "Wad Wilson, super handsome guy, attack!"
Chapter completed!