Hexagonal God

Chapter 91 Level Male God
It was three in the morning and it was still dark.

Su Mo sat up from the bed. Tang Mei beside him was already fast asleep.

The little girl was exhausted this half night.

Although Xiao Su was only in his teens, he was very brave, which was a bit too much for Tang Mei.

Xiao Su was still not convinced and wanted to start a third fight.

Tang Xiaomei surrendered directly, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and refused to let Su Mo get close to her again.

In desperation, the troops were called back and both sides shook hands and made peace.

Su Mo was still energetic. He slept for a while and woke up in the middle of the night.

I glanced at the text messages on my phone.

Your bank card with the last number 5588 has received 2 yuan, with a remaining balance of 282 yuan.

It finally exceeded 20 million, and Su Mo immediately took the microclimate zone scroll.

I bought it, but I can't use it immediately. I have to use it back home, so I put it directly in the system's inventory and keep it as a backup.

The amount of money increased from 20 million to more than 2 million, but Su Mo's system was upgraded.

After upgrading to level eight, I took a look at the upgrade experience.

[Male God Level 1692700: Required for upgrading, 500000000/]

Upgrading from level eight to level nine requires 500 million experience points.

There is no hope of upgrading for the time being, and the next upgrade will probably be a few months later.

Your bank card with the last number 5588 has received 326 yuan, with a balance of 055.00 yuan.

After upgrading to level eight, Su Mo's daily salary reached more than 2.6 million and 8,000.

This daily salary is already very high. Even if he doesn't learn any more skills, he can still get nearly 1 billion yuan in daily salary every year.

Although money is not just a number to him, it is almost the same.

Su Mo got up from the bed and started packing his luggage.

The suite he booked does not require a breakfast coupon. He can eat whatever he wants here with his room card, and can even have breakfast delivered to his room.

He did not wake up Tang Mei, who was still sleeping soundly due to overwork last night, and placed a cup of warm water and a Yuting tablet beside her bed.

Or they say that the more money you spend, the better the treatment you get, and they have raincoats and Yuting in boxes ready.

After he finished his meal, he asked the courtesy car to take him out of the hotel.

I have to catch a flight today from Capital International Airport to Frankfurt, and then from Frankfurt to Iceland.

Take a car to the airport, wait for the plane, take the plane, then wait for the plane again, and take the plane again.

It was already past six in the evening when we arrived in Reykjavik.

Reykjavik Airport is not like many other airports in China, which are all located on the outskirts of the city.

This airport is located in the city center of Iceland's capital. It takes only five minutes to walk from the airport to the city center.

Of course, the cities here are very small, far from comparable to those in the country. The population of the entire country is not as large as that of a district in the capital, with only more than 300,000 people.

When he got off the plane, someone at the exit was holding a sign to pick up Su Mo.

Su Mo saw someone filming in the distance, so he simply put on a mask and walked over there.

As expected, before he even got close to the person who was picking him up, someone recognized him.

"Brother Tui! I'm Chinese. Welcome to Iceland to film. I'll keep an eye on you!"

Su Mo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to experience the treatment of a celebrity when he went abroad.

And there was not just one person there, there were actually reporters and cameramen holding microphones.

"Hello, Brother Tui. I'm a reporter from Entertainment Express. Can you tell me about your experience here?"

Su Mo waved his hands hurriedly. Reporters from these third-rate entertainment tabloids have no moral integrity and dare to say anything. It is best to ignore them if possible.

Wearing the mask more tightly, Su Mo said hello to the fans over there and prepared to go over.

The reporter then followed up with a question: "Can you talk about your Weibo post? Were you specifically targeting Feilong? Did you tamper with the casting?"

Su Mo quickened his pace.

"Can you tell me your real name? Can you tell me exactly where you went to school? Will you and Scarlett Johansson start a romantic relationship this time? She said you're her idol. What do you think about that?"

At this time, he finally walked up to the person holding the sign, who was a white young man.

The crew's hotel is very close to the airport, called the Reykjavik Diamond Hotel. The white guy came to pick Su Mo up without driving because it was close.

Su Mo went over to identify himself, and the white guy hurriedly helped him block the reporters.

The reporter continued to ask, "Elizabeth Olsen said she wants to see your face under the mask. Can you take it off? Will you sleep in the same room tonight? Or do you want to do some love activities with both female stars? Does your silence mean you acquiesce?"

Su Mo didn't dare to answer a single word. He and the white guy ran all the way to the hotel entrance, and finally got rid of the reporters. However, the reporters were still lingering nearby, and it seemed that they would not give up until they got some explosive information.

When he got here and saw that no one was filming him, Su Mo took off his mask.

When the white guy saw Su Mo, his eyes lit up and he covered his chest exaggeratedly: "Oh~~! Brother Tui, you are indeed a handsome guy. My friend and I can stop arguing now."

"Oh, what did you argue about?" Su Mo responded with a smile.

"Hey, they say you wear a mask because you're not good-looking, but I think your every move is very elegant, and your figure and skin don't look like something a bad boy would have, so I think you must be a handsome guy. We even made a bet on this."

"Can you tell me what the bet is?"

"Well, they are just some trivial things that are not worth mentioning. What is your name, brother Legs?"

"Su Mo, but you have to keep it a secret for me. It's okay if the crew knows, but don't spread it outside."

"OK, my name is David Morris, and I'm the production manager of the crew. You can call me David. I'm your fan."

As he spoke, David imitated Su Mo's kicking movement, but it was obvious that he had never practiced formally. The kick was not high enough and had no power at all.

However, Su Mo still gave him a gentle applause out of respect: "You played well, you have a bright future."

David scratched his head and smiled. He is a very cute boy.

At this time, someone came down from the second floor. It was Anthony Russo and his brother, Joe Russo.

Both of them are directors, and they directed Captain America and Avengers together.

Seeing Su Mo walk in, Anthony immediately laughed.

"Su, you're finally here, a little earlier than I expected."

"Fortunately, thanks to the good weather today, all flights are on time."

"Su, come here, let me introduce you to my brother Joe Russo, who is also the director of this film."

"Nice to meet you, Joe."

Joe Russell smiled and shook hands with Su Mo. "Like Anthony, I've seen the video of you kicking the rebar. I even tried to imitate it. To be honest, my foot still hurts."

"If you want, I can refer you to a Chinese doctor whose acupuncture and herbal medicine should be able to restore your foot to its original state."

Su Mo knew that the other party was talking nonsense, so he just calmly talked nonsense with him and responded calmly, which was very appropriate.

Anthony laughed and said to Su Mo, "Your room is on the first floor. Let David take you there and take a rest. We will have dinner in half an hour, and then I will introduce you to the actors."

Su Mo nodded in agreement and followed David to his room.

The room is average, similar to a standard room in a domestic hotel, except that this room is very large.

It is divided into two bedrooms with a total of four beds.

The bed in one of the bedrooms was full and occupied by a white Central Asian man and a Brazilian-looking person.

Su Mo's bed was located in another room on the outside, and the bed inside belonged to a black man.

Three people were smoking in a room outside. When they saw Su Mo, they all stood up.

David took the initiative to introduce the white man to Su Mo.

"Sue, this is Dragic, he's from Serbia, he used to be a mixed martial artist."

Dragic took the initiative to greet Su Mo: "Su, I've seen your video, your performance was great."

Su Mo also greeted Dravich politely.

Next up are the Brazilians.

"This is Jonaldo, from Rio. He's a former national jiu-jitsu champion."

Jonaldo nodded to Su Mo, and Su Mo nodded to him.

Finally, there was the black man who was in the same room with Su Mo.

"Su, this is Mitchell, from Atlanta. He's a heavyweight professional boxer with a professional record of seven wins and five losses."

Mitchell is about 1.88 meters tall, with dreadlocks on his head. He looks to weigh more than 200 kilograms. He has a big beard and a lot of body hair. He looks like a gorilla and is very strong.

Mitchell looked down at Su Mo with an unfriendly look.

(End of this chapter)