Never before had such a monstrous encounter, and Nayef looked at everything that appeared in front of him and felt too unreal.

To this end, he even choked himself, feeling pain, and did not seem to be dreaming.

Yet he is dreaming, and all the senses are controlled.

Faced with Nayef's displeasurable face of the pie in the sky, the voice in his head said: "You can indeed exchange, you have just recovered a twenty-four-carat diamond ring, and forty grams of white gold, for thirty thousand points, you can exchange for the above."

Nayef also saw at this time that in the picture in front of him, there was a number of thirty thousand on the above the exchange list.

The ring that had just been recovered actually had a redemption point of 30,000, which made Nayveton feel that the above things were cheap.

Thirty thousand exchange points, can already exchange a lot of good things.

A soldier king worth a thousand points, directly redeemed for thirty, which has helped him to settle outside the royal Guard soldiers.

And the ring, for Nayef, was only one of his many ornaments, and if it were all at such a price, Nayef felt that he could arm an army at any time.

“God, if I exchange soldiers, how will they show up?”Nayef was not in a hurry to exchange, but said.

“These soldiers will not appear directly in front of you, but will gather around you in other ways, and they will appear when you need them.”The voice in his head said.

“Are they really going to obey me?”Nayef said with some doubts.

In fact, Nayef did not dare to believe the voice in his mind, he was somewhat uncertain, such a magical thing, really appeared in his own body.

“You can exchange a soldier now and come out and try it without knowing?”The voice in his head said.

"Well, exchange it for an ordinary soldier, and I want him to rush into the villa in full force and save me from going out."Nayef said.

"Orten by you, and look at the window."

Nayef heard it, and immediately went to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, facing the door of the wall of the villa, and at the same time he saw that the exchange point of three thousand on the exchange page had become two thousand nine hundred and fifty, and had already used up the fifty points.

At this time, at the entrance of the villa, a person wearing traditional Arab clothing suddenly appeared, holding an American M series carbine, and attacked the royal guard in the villa.

Several soldiers of the Royal Guard, before they could react, fell under the gun.

But the other royal guards who reacted to it immediately shot at the guy who appeared, and a sudden battle ended.

A militant who did not know where he came from appeared in the villa, killed several people in the royal guard, and was killed.

Nayef saw that all the doubts in his heart were gone.

The first thing he did was to recycle all the valuable things around him, and then watch his exchange points increase rapidly.

Only a few minutes later, Nayef had millions of exchange points, and all the valuable jewelry and precious metals in his room, even the hangings on the wall and the ornaments of the room, were redeemed.

Looking at the millions of exchange points above, Nayef was relaxed.

At the same time, in his mind, he is constantly calculating, in the end how to take back everything of his own.

Soon Nayef had a clear idea in his mind, but Nayef did not know it, and he was being interfered with by something while he was thinking about the problem, and the idea became very clear.

Nayef's idea was very simple, and if he wanted to take everything back, he should take small action, and the princes who supported Salman's cronies and those who supported Salman, as long as they dealt with these people, other difficulties would not exist.

Therefore, it is not necessary to rebel, but to control everything.

This gave Nayef a quick decision, but in order to continue to perfect the plan in his mind, Nayef felt that he had been thinking about every step and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Nayef woke up again, he found that it was already the next morning.

Nayef was truly awake at this time, not in a dream, but in the real time, also the morning of the next day.

Nayef, who had awakened in the dream, had no feeling at all for the time of his dream, and in his mind, it was still a point of exchange and an impression of God.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw his own poor room, but also saw the exchange machine at the bedside, which let him breathe a sigh of relief.

“God, are you there?”Nayef whispered to the air.

"I am always here, Mr. Nayef, what do you need?"In my head, there was a sound in memory, the familiar voice of yesterday.

“I’ve already thought about it, and I think I should do it...” Nayef quickly thought of his “sleeping” plan last night and told the nanochip in his mind.

At the same time, in the palace of the Saudi Royal Palace, Fan Yize also received news from Nayef.

With such a means to confuse Nayef, Fan Yize is also painstaking, in fact, he also has a more direct way, but Nayef's side, obviously there are other organizations, but also to avoid the grass and snake.

As for the so-called God in Nayef's mind, it was only the nanochip, and the soldiers he exchanged were also the Red Guard Corps.

To this end, Fan Yize has made the lurking personnel of the Red Police Corps in Saudi Arabia ready to appear.

This is a game played in real life, both for Nayef and for Fan Yize.

In fact, the means of controlling Nayef is not a spoof.

In response to Nayef's action, it is more like an interpretation of what happened to him, and in the dead of night, Fan Yize also occasionally thought that everything he now owns and experienced is not a dream of other directors.

Because of this idea, Fan Yize had a plan for Nayef, and he wanted to see that one day in the future, Nayef found that everything he owned was only the result of someone else's director, and the thing that once thought to be his own was just a bubble that broke, that inner activity and emotional changes.

Of course, this does not rule out Fan Yize's hilarious psychology, but it is not his understanding of fate.