How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?! - Chapter 805 - 0800: Fall of the Alien Race

This is a world where a king is the most powerful.

[1v1 pure love + transmigration + ancient martial arts + highly pampered by disguise group + mysticism + entirely fictional universe]Gu Zhiqi transmigrated into the role of the vicious female antagonist.The heroine was a true heiress with numerous disguises, while she, usurping the nest of others, constantly framed the heroine, and in the end, tragically received her 'boxed lunch' as the fake heiress.Gu Zhiqi: Even transmigration can't stop me from retiring!However, transmigration couldn't, but poverty could.Master Zhi was forced into business!...#Breaking! Gu Family's fake heiress, Gu Zhiqi, kicked out and now swindling money as a fortuneteller under a bridge#The protagonists' group style started to go awry.Eldest Brother Gu: Need money? Take this neighborhood.Second Brother Gu: Second bro gives you an entertainment company.Third Sister Gu: Just made a billion, keep it safe.Fourth Brother Gu: Young master's championship prize money, take it.Money-loving heroine: Need money? Pick any color card you like.Biological brother: Come back to inherit the family fortune.Gu Zhiqi: “...” Huh? What happened to the vicious female antagonist script?...#Breaking! Everyone in the Gu Family is a top player in their fields, except the fake heiress who's nothing but a pretty face#And then, the big shots started calling one after another.First Big Shot: Our alliance's ancestral site doesn't have better feng shui than under a bridge? Master Gu, reconsider?Second Big Shot: Need money? Think about that last order.Third Big Shot: Have time for fortune-telling, but no time to write papers?Fourth Big Shot: Miss Gu, I have a surgery here, what do you think......Gu Zhiqi: Read, retiring, do not disturb.A certain movie star: You just used my account.Gu Zhiqi, who had swindled enough money to retire, “...” ?!

In the 1960s, resources were extremely scarce. Thankfully, she had a personal space filled with supplies, ensuring she never lacked for food and clothing.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.