Zhou Yang looked at Sun Yao, showed a strange smile, and quietly said in Sun Yao's ear: "If you are interested, you can turn on your personal communication device and connect to the public network of the venue. There are more detailed candidates and content on it. With your appearance and spiritual power, as long as you move, you may not do anything in the rest of your life and you will no longer have to worry about survival."

???

What does this mean?

Do I look like that kind of person?

Sun Yao muttered in his heart, then turned on the communication device, and after a clumsy operation, he found that the page in the most conspicuous advertising location. After clicking in, he found that there were quite a few rich women, and they were almost all young and beautiful, with graceful gauze, just like choosing a concubine.

He swore that he was just driven by curiosity and clicked in and took a look.

"Are all these reliable? They are not all lie?"

Sun Yao couldn't help but think of the small advertisement for telephone poles that were everywhere in his previous life.

"You have a closer look at the signature below each article that pays a lot of money to ask for a child."

“Women’s Mutual Aid Alliance?”

"Yes, but everyone likes to call them the Vanguard League or the Rich Women League."

“…”

"I have learned that almost all the middle and senior executives of this alliance are women whose husbands die but have no heirs. Because they have a huge inheritance and do not have the power to protect their assets, they are in a very dangerous situation. So they spontaneously organized the alliance to watch over and help each other. As long as the members die and have no successors, all the assets will be donated to the alliance for development, and their credibility can still be guaranteed."

"What are you doing when you understand this?" Sun Yao looked at Zhou Yang with incorrect eyes.

Zhou Yang knew what Sun Yao was thinking at a glance, and then slapped his head: "What are you thinking? I am also the organizer. I understand the background of the funder. Isn't that my job..."

"How is it, are you interested?"

Zhou Yang didn't expect that Sun Yao was really interested in these things, so he explained to him carefully.

"Uh, I just looked at it curiously and didn't contact me."

After looking through curiously for a while, Sun Yao lost interest in these things.

He just felt a little absurd, so he just flipped over it with curiosity.

Compared to these, he was more interested in the weapons displayed by the companies, so he flipped the virtual screen and found the exhibits of the company known as the fifth-level civilized weapon.

Heavy-duty multi-tube laser Gatling, nano-cutting knife, electromagnetic gun, and psionic cannon.

These weapons that were only seen in novels and movies in previous lives actually appeared in front of him.

He stared at the eyes and stroked the sci-fi Gatling holographic image, swallowing heavily.

"Hahahahaha, I thought you would touch those rich rich women, but I didn't expect to be more interested in these heavy weapons."

He said so, but Zhou Yang also felt a little regretful.

Although he was just a joke, he really wanted Sun Yao to match a few offspring. After all, with his high spiritual power, the offspring he gave birth to is not much different.

But this kind of thing is still entirely voluntary, and no one can force it.

"By the way, these are really the products of level 5 civilization and high magic plane?"

Sun Yao quickly flipped the weapon page, but he kept flipping until the end, and didn't see any weapons beyond the conventional state. Although he had never seen a real level five civilization creation, these weapons were obviously not even able to reach the third level.

But thinking about it is true that if you really have the technological capabilities of a level five civilization, it would not be easy to fight a demon clan, so how could you be forced to be so persistent?

"Of course it's fake. Don't think too well about these weapons. These are just gimmicks of those unscrupulous merchants. Level 5 civilization and high magic planes are all tyrannical."

As he said that, Zhou Yang picked up his communication device and dialed it out: "Hey? Let those merchants be more restrained in advertising. What are you talking nonsense? Are you a fool?"

"Journal Zhou, this live broadcast, the Free Federation, the God of Light and the Wagangda Alliance are also watching. These merchants want to take this opportunity to do some weapons exports." Words came from the communication device.

"Oh, that's fine, I'm dead."

As he said that, Zhou Yang hung up the communication device.

"I've read some information, these weapons and technology, and I heard that they were brought by retrogrades?"

Sun Yao asked Zhou Yang curiously.

"Yes, it's all brought by retrogrades."

The man subconsciously took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket. He just took out one, looked around and went back silently.

"How could humans suddenly study these technological creatures, such as the existing methods of refining weapons and attaching spirits, even if they have experienced such a tragic end of the world."

The man sneered, squirted the cigarette box, and looked at the noisy young girls in the hall, with a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

"These are all brought back from the World Tree by the first generation of retrogrades.

Some of them gave up their personal reinforcement and exchanged all reward points for crafts, technology, and practice methods that benefit all mankind.

That is the most powerful and saddest generation of human beings.

They are like bright meteors, falling one after another because they bear the expectations of too many people.

They burned themselves and lit up the first dawn for us mankind in the end of the world.

If you really can choose this time and become one of the 101 chosen ones, you will gradually know what you will bear...
Chapter completed!