No one knows why the chairman of the Imperial Realm Group would be so arrogant and rude.

But no one dared to really insult him in front of him.

Because the last one who did this has disappeared from this world.

Want to complain?

Wake up, he is the youngest rich man in the world at present, with countless employees under his command.

He has created countless inaugural positions around the world.

There is no ignorant country that will be willing to commit evil to a so-called ordinary person.

In the eyes of the world, he is synonymous with arrogance and does not seem to take anyone seriously.

But those who really know him know that he is actually a very good person.

....

In 2138 AD, everything was as expected.

This game that has been played has finally come to an end.

A game that is maintained by squeezing players' money will never end up in a good end.

Since [YGGDRASIL] was acquired by Dijie Group, the game has not only fallen from its peak.

There is no more glory as it once was.

One after another player withdraws from the game, it seems that the [YGGDRASIL] server cut has become a foregone conclusion.

But it shocked everyone that Emperor Realm Group had no idea of ​​improving or developing another game.

No one knows what the chairman of Dijie Group thinks, and no one knows what he thinks.

Because he is understandable, he is not in this world at all.

At night, the stars are vast.

At this time, Yang Cong was lying on the balcony of his mansion and looked at the starry sky outside and murmured: "It's been four years, and it's finally OK."

And at this moment, the glass door behind him was pushed open, and a man in a black suit and uniform walked in.

"Chairman." The man in the suit first bowed to Yang Cong.

"How did I ask you to prepare?" Yang Cong took a sip of tea made with yellow plum leaves and asked lightly.

"I have prepared everything as you said by the Chairman." The man in the suit pushed his eyes and said, "I'm waiting for you to speak now."

"Yeah." Yang Cong nodded slightly: "I said, remember."

"Yes." The man in the suit took out a notebook from his briefcase and took out a pen.

"If I disappear, then the control of the Emperor Realm Group will be left to my adopted son Yang Qian to fully manage it, and another subsidiary is established, Emperor Realm Charity. As for the scope, I don't need to mention it."

"Yes, I have planned all this." The man in the suit nodded.

"Okay, that's it, I don't want to say too much."

The man in the suit glanced at Yang Cong for the last time, then put away his things and left with his briefcase.

And now, he is really the only one left.

Yang Cong took a look at the time. It was eleventh at night, and there was still half an hour before closing the server.

He got up and stretched: "Four years are so fast."

Then Yang Cong walked into his 100-square-meter room and lay on his ten-meter bed.

Bringing all the equipment, he took a look at the time before connecting.

【11:45】

"It's almost done, let's start,"

After taking all the people with him, Yang Cong connected to the game.

The dark equipment scene in front of me changed instantly.

The light in front of him dissipated, and Yang Cong slowly opened his eyes.

One of his locations is a huge hall.

【District of Heavenly Emperor】

This is Yang Cong’s main hall.

It’s just a pity that there should be countless characters kneeling down under such a main hall.

But now it is extremely empty.

Yang Cong glanced at the control panel in the corner.

This is the administrator permissions specially given to him by the game company.

But the administrator permissions will be useless immediately.

Yang Cong has never asked the game company to do anything excessively.

But now, considering that it can be realistic, Yang Cong's mouth slightly raised.

"Since that's the case, why don't I create a few invincible props."

He did it as soon as he said, and then Yang Cong started to do it a few tricks.

Finally, it took him five minutes to finally get the props he wanted.

But now it's too late, so I've only made one.

However, Yang Cong is not too greedy, it is enough to have the same.

After all, no matter how strong this thing is, it will be the same.

After taking a look at the attribute panel, Yang Cong was still very satisfied with his creation.

Name: Starting Base

Rating: SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Effect: Three types of initial bases can be established (prodigal spirits, alien insects, and human races), and the bases of each clan have their own characteristics.

Yang Cong touched his chin: "Would you say I do this too much? It's obvious that a world of magical battles is going to be made into a science fiction world by me."

However, no one answered Yang Cong's words. After all, Yang Cong was the only one in the hall of Noda.

"Forget it, no matter what he is. Anyway, I'm just playing around, what should this world be like."

Yang Cong shrugged, showing that his attitude was not about his own affairs.

Then Yang Cong opened the panel and took a look at the time.

【11:59:40】

41..42...43...44...58...59...

【12:00:00】

At that moment, Yang Cong felt that his long-lost power had come back.

This time I'm really back.

Yang Cong glanced around and found that his hall was still so empty, and he felt no anger.

However, at this time, Yang Cong showed his only smile in the past four years.

Now there is no constraints of games, no sense of discomfort brought by games.

Yang Cong has only his extremely powerful strength now.

"Well... I'll calculate it, my level should be..."

After forgetting for a long time, Yang Cong couldn't figure out what his level should be.

He had already reached the level in the game before, but that was the data in the game, and now all his strength has returned.

Then you can't use the previous algorithm.

In the end, it was fortunate that Yang Cong couldn't calculate it, so he didn't forget it.

Yang Cong then turned his head and looked at the hall. Although the hall was still empty at this time, it would soon become lively.

"despair..."

Yang Cong thought, and in an instant hundreds of space channels appeared in the entire heaven.

Countless fully armed soldiers and generals walked out of the space passage in an orderly manner.

In a blink of an eye, the entire heaven is still an indestructible fortress.

Among them, millions of troops guarded the Heavenly Court strictly.

However, Yang Cong was waiting for the two of them.

Waiting for the two most important people in his life.

Under the escort of those heavenly soldiers and generals who were fully armed with silver armor and bright helmets.

Two eye-catching figures appeared in Yang Cong's sight.

"Two, do you miss me?"

Yang Cong's lips raised slightly, and he took a step directly to the two of them.
Chapter completed!