I, the god, recruit witches to make money

"What's going on?" Xizi murmured to herself, unable to understand what was happening. The images of collecting money and doing business with others vaguely remained in her mind.

She got out of bed and stepped barefoot on the ice on the ground.

Looking at the clothes covered with snow at the head of the bed, I was wondering whether I should put on my clothes and go out.

Snow whizzed in from the window, weaving into a pure white robe on her body.

"This is?"

Xizi was stunned, and a sense of enlightenment suddenly came into her mind, as if the wind and snow were her own hands and feet.

With a thought, the wind and snow wrapped her body and flew out of the window.

The falling snow covered the city, and thick leaden clouds covered the sky. Surrounded by the wind and snow, she rose into the air and looked down at the ground.

"???" Xizi couldn't understand what was happening in front of her, but she knew it wasn't a dream...

Remembering the blond man told her to go to New York.

She looked in the direction of New York and saw a very conspicuous mountain with layers of clouds covering the middle of the mountain.

Xizi decided to go forward and take a look.

……

The world is in chaos.

The dollar hegemony enables the United States to occupy an extremely important leadership position in the global economy.

If it suddenly disappeared, the impact on the whole world would be enormous.

Especially the speech given by the high priest before his disappearance, which became a hot topic on the Internet.

Countries don’t even dare to tell others what is happening in the United States at the moment, and they all keep it secret.

But the news still spread quickly on the dark web.

Governments are meeting frantically, trying to come up with a response.

Compared to politicians in other countries, the situation in France is better.

The Paladins are the only supernatural force in the Wuchang that has not been developed in the Shura Realm.

Especially when no one knows when Noah's Ark will return, this power seems so important.

President Max dropped all his official duties and took a special car to Notre Dame de Paris.

The police showed unprecedented attention and expelled the tourists to the periphery in advance.

At this time, if something happened to Max, who would dare to take the blame?

Max himself hoped that someone would shoot him, not fatally, but with a wound that would allow him to lie down with honor, so that he wouldn't have to face this huge mess.

"When will Captain Jeanne be free?"

As soon as he got off the car, he seemed impatient and wanted to meet that person immediately to discuss national affairs.

The member guarding the gate said calmly, "You just came over, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Sorry." Max smiled bitterly.

A blonde woman dressed as a knight came out and said, "Captain Jeanne wants you to come in."

"Good work."

Max strode forward and followed the female knight into the majestic and grand Notre Dame Cathedral.

Inside the church, a huge young man was suspended in the air, holding a ball that looked like a TV.

Images of mountains and rivers flashed inside.

Jeanne stood below the suspended boy and turned around and said, "You're here, President Max."

"Yes, Captain Jeanne, what is this?" Max looked up with an obviously puzzled expression.

"He is God. When he wakes up, he will lead people to the utopia."

Joan of Arc did not hide her purpose.

The plan to create a god has come to an end. All the French people need to do is wait until God opens his eyes, and then they will be able to move to a new world, where they will continue the future of mankind.

Of course, Joan of Arc would not only accept the French, she was willing to open the new world to people all over the world.

Anyone who believes in God can enter the Garden of Eden.

Those who do not believe, stay and wait for death.

Joan of Arc does not think that she can save all the human beings in the world. She can only choose to save a part of them, and the rest will welcome the coming of the beginning.

Max was confused by the large amount of information. The beginning? The destruction of the world?

After a brief thought, he came up with the question that concerned him most, "When will God wake up?"

“It could be any time within a month.”

Jeanne answered truthfully.

Max frowned slightly, suppressed his doubts and asked, "Do you know what's happening in the United States?"

"Well, the high priest did a great job. He helped at least 30 million people become extraordinary beings."

A trace of admiration flashed in Joan of Arc's eyes. Perhaps it was the flapping of a butterfly's wings that unconsciously caused a storm, causing the high priest and George to make choices that were different from the parallel world she was familiar with.

One turned America into a supernatural country, and the other led the development of the Shura world.

But their actions will ultimately fail.

Joan of Arc was convinced that only her own method could save humanity.

"Thirty million?" Max was shocked by the number of extraordinary people at first, then he realized that the population of the United States is more than thirty million, but about 3.33 million.

This wave directly eliminates 300 million people?

Crazy, crazy, Max screamed in his heart, the death of the rabbit makes the fox mourn, these are not just a few million or tens of millions, but a full 300 million people! !

If you don't condemn it and take action today, you never know what will happen to him tomorrow.

"Captain Jeanne, the Winter God Cult has committed such an evil act, are you going to sit back and watch?"

"in spite of."

Jeanne gave a straightforward answer, calmly analyzing, “In February, the number of extraordinary people in the world may not reach 30 million.

Right now, the Winter God Cult alone has 30 million extraordinary people. If they don’t attack us, it’s already a friendly attitude.”

Max was stunned, and said weakly: "Aren't extraordinary people judged by their realm, not their number?"

"The problem is that they have strong men in the seventh and eighth realms, and the God of Winter may also descend into this world."

Joan of Arc patiently explained to him and comforted him: "Don't worry, when God wakes up, we can move to a safe utopia.

You just need to prepare for the migration, spread our message to Catholics all over the world, and let them pray at home.”

As the saying goes, everyone has his or her own expertise. It is obviously faster to leave propaganda work like this to a politician like Max than to do it herself.

When Max heard that he had something to do, he said excitedly, "I'll go back and prepare right away."

"Well, apart from believers, officials in charge of management can also enter Utopia. Just know this."

Max is no fool to have reached his current position. Hearing Jeanne's subtext, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. There will be no trouble in this month!"

"Ah."

Jeanne nodded and waved her hand to signal him to leave.

Max left with confidence.

She turned to deal with the truly important guest, "Hojo Shuugo, I'm really surprised that you're not dead."

Chapter 290 Attack

The candlelight on the pillar flickered.

The man stepped out from the darkness of the thick stone pillars, wearing a dark cloak with his hood lifted.

A face familiar to Jeanne was revealed.

She didn't expect that the opponent didn't die after her full-strength attack.

"How did you do it?"

"A lucky break."

Hojo Shuugo smiled and did not reveal Shiraishi's presence.

Jeanne was too lazy to ask those questions and said calmly, "What do you want to do here?"

Hojo Shugo asked in return: "Will your utopia take away all the French, including the extraordinary people?"

"No, I will only save those who believe in God. They will provide the power of faith to Utopia."

Joan of Arc had no intention of deceiving the other party. She told the truth about her plan to lead the government and civil servants into a utopia. Her plan was simply to fool the president.

The utopia does not need a government to manage its residents. It only needs believers who devoutly believe in God and babies who represent the future.

The rest can only stay in this desperate world and wait for Taichu to come.

"Really? Then I hope to take away the extraordinary forces other than the French Paladin Order. I hope you can come forward to help lobby them."

Hojo Shugo expressed his plan. Because of the statement made by the Paladin Order, France lost the opportunity to board Noah's Ark.

The extraordinary people who stayed behind were a powerful force second only to the Cult of the God of Winter.

He wanted to integrate these forces and fight his way back to Japan to prevent it from being sacrificed by the Wuxiang Mother.

With the high priest setting an example, it is natural that the Formless Old Mother of the Spring God Sect would not just sit there and hide.

They can only follow the example of the high priest and place Japan on the table of the God of Spring.

Of course, Mother Wuxiang will not give those people the opportunity to evolve.

That is a monster that is so greedy that it is inhuman.

Jeanne looked at him deeply and said, "You poached my people and you still want me to contribute?"

"It won't do you any harm if humans become stronger."

Hojo Shuugo said with a smile.

Jeanne nodded and said, “No problem, I will come forward and let those extraordinary people go with you.

At this point, there is no need to hide anything.”

A large amount of combat power was invested in the Shura Realm, causing the world's supernatural power to decline.

Even if Noah's Ark returns, how to deal with the more than 30 million extraordinary people of the Winter God Sect is a big problem.

She can be more unrestrained in her behavior.

……

Shura Realm, the original address of Santana.

The extraordinary people followed their own ideas and did not go deep underground, but built a huge military fortress on the ground, like an extraordinary version of the ancient city wall.

The surface is engraved with defensive magic spells, combined with formations, to ensure that it can withstand the attacks of extraordinary people in the eighth realm.

There are tall watchtowers on the four sides of the city wall, and the enclosed area is the modern city where residents live and reside, integrating architectural styles from various countries.

Buildings appear very sparse on the vast land, but artificial greenery has begun to be laid.

Noah's Ark stopped in an open space on the edge of the city.

Important matters were not discussed there, but moved to the City Hall in the center of the city.

The exterior is snow-white in color, with a curved dome supported by thirty-meter-high stone pillars engraved with exquisite patterns.

The space is spacious enough for giants to hold meetings here, with a huge round table placed in the center.

The snow-white high-back chairs are arranged like the round table seating on Noah's Ark.

Shiraishi was the last one to enter again and sat in his seat.

Seeing that everyone was present, George slowly said, "This time we gathered everyone together to discuss two things. Due to the delay in the news, what happened in early March was not revealed until today, the sixth."

“First, the High Priest of the Cult of the God of Winter turned America into the Northern Snow Country.