The boy in front of him is none other than the richest man in the world - Nakayama Yoshitomo.
However, at this moment, he had already resurrected from the corpse and turned into a child who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.
As for the man in brocade robes who was lying on the ground shivering, he was the supreme ruler of the empire where the sun never sets.
——The seventy-third generation direct descendant of the God Emperor, Yoshikawa Ryosuke.
As the supreme ruler of the Empire where the sun never sets, the God-Emperor's status is on par with that of the Emperor of the Great Xia Empire.
But now, he was kneeling in front of a young man like a slave. The priests in the room looked at all this as usual, as if it was a matter of course, and they were not surprised at all.
"I ask you......"
The young man in front of him had an indifferent expression and asked silently: "Have you arranged all the things that have been entrusted to you?"
His shoulders suddenly froze.
The God Emperor, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly kowtowed in response.
"I... no, slave... I have sent extra manpower to all parts of the country. According to your request, Master, I am trying my best to find children who meet the requirements."
"only......"
His forehead was covered with sweat.
The groveling God Emperor was already trembling with fear. He was halfway through speaking, but he didn't dare to continue.
"how?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The aloof young man showed displeasure and said in a deep voice: "Are you dissatisfied with my request?"
Hear the words.
The God-Emperor, who was lying on the ground, suddenly widened his eyes, his pupils narrowed in an instant, and he kowtowed in fear: "I don't dare. My family has been protected by my master for generations. Everything I have now is a gift from my master. Even if I eat the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, I would not dare to have such a rebellious idea!"
The clothes on the back were already soaked with sweat.
Clenching his teeth secretly, the God-Emperor couldn't stop trembling all over, and he mustered up the courage to speak: "It's just that children who have mental talent before the age of twenty are really rare. Daimyos from all over the country have begun to complain, slave. It’s really a bit overwhelming…”
Mental power talent is also one of the force field talents.
Under normal circumstances, humans will only awaken their force field talents after they reach the age of twenty.
But there are exceptions to everything.
According to legend, some special human beings have the ability to perceive spiritual power beyond ordinary people from birth.
This kind of physique, like the legendary Divine Martial Body, is not only one in a million, but also very rare. It is collectively known as the Soul Boy Body by the world!
"Since you are unable to do what you want, then get out of the position of God Emperor."
The cold words were like a sharp iron awl, piercing the chest of the God Emperor in front of him.
boom--
A frightening force of terror suddenly erupted from the young man's body.
The crimson light instantly enveloped all directions, as if countless strange tentacles were surrounding the man in brocade robes, wildly baring their teeth and claws.
"Please... please calm down, Master!"
He raised his head and hit the ground hard.
The majestic God-Emperor of the Empire on which the sun never sets, the supreme being whom hundreds of millions of people worship and believe in, is now kowtowing crazily in fear.
In an instant.
In the room, the sound of kowtows continued for a long time.
The priests standing on both sides had indifferent expressions, and the sense of chilling that was emanating from them was extremely strong.
"I can make you enjoy all the glory and wealth and be worshiped by hundreds of millions of people, but I can also make you ruined and lose all your privileges in an instant..."
Get up slowly.
The young man with cold eyes flicked up his long sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Never try to challenge my patience. Slaves with no use value are just garbage and waste that can be discarded at any time in my eyes."
An inexplicable ferocity flashed between his eyebrows.
The young man raised his toes expressionlessly and took a step towards the void.
Whoosh~~
As the short figure twisted and disappeared, the stern young man suddenly appeared in front of the God Emperor who kept kowtowing.
In the dark pupils, a fleeting red light suddenly flashed.
next moment--
The God-Emperor, who was kowtowing, suddenly froze, and his body paused uncontrollably.
An invisible force slowly lifted his head until he met the eyes of the young man in front of him, and finally stopped.
The ultimate chill fell from the sky.
The God-Emperor kneeling on the ground looked stunned, but his forehead was already a bloody mess.
"Zizzi...why are you still hurt?"
An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The young man's eyes were blazing, and he sneered softly: "After all, you are such an excellent puppet, the majestic Emperor Jimmu of the Empire on which the sun never sets. If outsiders see the injury on your forehead, it will be difficult to handle if it arouses people's criticism. "
Long sleeves dance lightly, with red awns growing in clusters.
A gust of fishy wind swept through the sky and penetrated the shivering body of the God Emperor in front of him.
A moment's work.
The serious injury on his forehead healed quickly and quickly visible to the naked eye on the spot.
Only the mottled blood stains on the floor could prove that what just happened was not an illusion.
"Thank you, Master..." The God Emperor was shocked, and in his heart he was even more afraid of the young man in front of him.
Without borrowing any technological means, you can turn decay into magic with just a few clicks.
This is beyond the scope of normal people and is a miracle that is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Give you another month..."
Looking down at the submissive God-Emperor beneath him.
The young man's eyes shone with a deep look that was not at all his age.
"A hundred children with the physique of a spiritual child, if one is missing, I will definitely make you regret being born in this world."
"yes......"
Prone on the ground again.
How dare the frightened God-Emperor have the slightest dissatisfaction.
He knew very well that everything he had came from the gift of the Zhongshan Group. The so-called divine royal family was nothing more than a mascot at best.
The man behind the scenes who truly controls the lifeblood of this country is the monster in front of him who has survived for countless years.
"In addition, we cannot slack off at all regarding the inauguration ceremony."
Turn around and walk towards the high position with your hands behind your back.
Although the boy's movements seemed slow, every move he made seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"Remember, Nakayama Yoshitomo has died of serious illness and has completely become history."
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The young man sat back down cross-legged and reminded him coldly with a proud expression: "The new successor of the Zhongshan Group is the illegitimate son he fostered outside."
"Now, my name..."
Place your hands flat on your knees.
The surrounding priests bowed their heads and bowed to him with solemn expressions.
The young man emphasized coldly: "...It's called Nakayama Yangping."
"My slave understands!"
Sweat dripped down from the tip of his nose. The usually arrogant and domineering God Emperor was already scared to death.
