News of Ning'an Group's product launch conference spread wildly, especially related products involving Lingqi Technology, which has touched the hearts of countless people.

Among them, the Mayans who had controlled the other side of the ocean naturally received relevant information.

"Reiqi Technology?"

Zhuoma looked a little disdainful, "I, Maya clan, have achieved the current results after tens of thousands of years.

They have only been studying for a long time, and they want to develop spiritual technology?”

She didn't believe that spiritual technology would appear in China.

"Sir, Long Yin has entered our Mayan clan, and his treasures from our clan were even taken away by him.

Maybe he has already obtained some clues of spiritual technology from our things."

Yuena reminded Zhuoma.

Zhuoma waved his hand and said calmly: "I know Long Yin has been here, but according to the records, he did not take anything else at all.

In fact, even the armillary sphere was not taken away by Long Yin himself, but traded by the idiots from the Bruno family."

Speaking of this, she wanted to kill the bastards from the Bruno family again.

Of course, those bastards have been wiped out long ago.

The other Mayans were nodding slightly. Indeed, if Long Yin really got the Mayan technology, this would not be the case on this planet.

"Sir, Apocalypse..." Ole couldn't help but change his face.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the "Apocalypse" lost by Zhuoma, and their faces were a little unsatisfactory.

The Apocalypse is the crystallization of their Mayan clan's past technology, but such a combat tool was obtained by Long Yin.

If the Apocalypse is cracked, it will be a bit troublesome.

When it comes to the Apocalypse, Zhuoma's expression also becomes very bad.

That was her Apocalypse! Now the Apocalypse is more likely to be cracked by the other party, which makes her feel even more anxious.

Although she has some status in the clan, if the Apocalypse technology is really cracked, she will have great responsibility.

"The Apocalypse has surpassed this planet for countless years. With their technological level, it is impossible to crack the Apocalypse!"

Zhuoma could only cheer himself up, "We and the Taixuan Sect support troops are coming soon, and this will definitely be achieved in a short period of time.

They could not do anything about cracking the Apocalypse in such a short time.

When our backyard troops arrive and completely destroy China, there will be no problem."

The others smiled bitterly, as if this was the only way.

After all, the fourth Immortal Academy's record is terrible. The current technological power of their Mayan clan is not enough to fight against the fourth Immortal Academy, so they can only continue to wait for the opportunity.

Zhuoma paused for a moment and continued, "Isn't Shenzhou inviting reporters to hold a product launch conference?

Disguise our people as reporters and attend this product launch conference. Be sure to get their product parameters.

Although they are unlikely to crack the Apocalypse, we must master the process of their scientific research and not let them become a climate.

The only one who masters spiritual technology is possible that we may be the Mayan clan.

If others really master the spiritual technology, then we can only destroy them.

Even the sea clan fell in front of our Mayan clan. What is a mere planet, and what is the mere world of China?"

The others nodded, and then, the North American "news" team was formed successfully.

A group of "reporters" with great momentum, under the protection of many strong people, publicly agreed to the invitation of Ning'an Group and prepared to enter China to attend the product launch conference.

Under the current circumstances, it is almost impossible for the plane to fly to China without the protection of the strong.

Bagel, who has been active in North America and is eager to "go home", also received this news.

He knew immediately that the opportunity to go home was coming.

With his current situation, it is almost impossible to practice strong enough to fly back to the grassland.

It’s not that he cannot cultivate that state, but that his body he took over could not bear it at all.

Originally, Bagher's plan was to cross the icy continent of the Arctic and return to the grassland.

He was already preparing, snatching a lot of wealth, and was already planning this matter.

However, after the great changes in the world, even if you take the Arctic path, there are countless dangers.

He was really forced to do so, so he could only use this method.

Now that he has a better chance, he is certainly willing to try flying back directly.

Unfortunately, so many monks from the Mayan clan are accompanying to guard him. If he reveals his identity, he will be in great danger.

After pondering for a long time, Bagher found Jon, the owner of Global Daily.

"Is there anything you have?"

Jon frowned and looked at the skinny young man in front of him, especially the cold smell on the young man, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Ahem!"

Bagel pretended to be very hard to cough a few times before saying hard: "Mr. Jon, I heard that you Global Daily is going to go to China. I want this opportunity, and I hope Mr. Jon can give this opportunity.

I."

Jon glanced at Bagle and smiled: "Do you know what this time going to China is to our Global Daily?

How can our newspapers not pay attention to news that our country attaches great importance to?

If you get first-hand news, do you know how much money we will make?"

What this means is that you think I will give you the opportunity to bring great wealth?

Even today after the great changes in the world, money is still a very, very important thing for ordinary people.

In fact, money is a very important thing for anyone.

Even monks cannot do without "money".

Bagel smiled slightly: "I naturally know how important this opportunity is to your newspaper. I don't come to see you empty-handed.

What I want to ask is, how much money can this opportunity make your newspaper earn?

Billion dollars?

It's impossible! I'm willing to give you two billion dollars in exchange for this opportunity to go to China."

Jon frowned, looked at Bagle carefully for a while, then asked slowly: "Why do you have to spend so much money in exchange for a chance to go to China?"

Bagel sighed, pointed to his own appearance, and said, "You should see that I am seriously ill.

Hospitals in North America have no way to treat me.

My only chance is to go to China.

It is said that there is the most powerful medical team on the planet there, and they may be able to save my life.

According to my situation, I'm afraid it won't be supported for long.
Chapter completed!