Because he knew that it was going to hurt so much next time.

He didn't know if these 8.68 billion were enough to upgrade these skills.

"Amitabha, God Amen, Immortal Heavenly Lord, save me some, please give me the system."

Chen Yang worshipped several great gods, then gritted his teeth and upgraded his healing technique.

This is what he most urgently wants, because the first-level healing technique can cure gunshot wounds and cure unknown true qi.

And he couldn't guarantee whether he could treat the tumor.

But if you upgrade to level 2, it should be fine!

"upgrade!"

Chen cruelly upgraded healing techniques.

"Ding~"

"Puff~"

After Chen Yang finished ringing the system, he almost spit out an old blood.

Because... because the wealth is worth 5 billion!

5 billion!

He is only 8.68 billion, okay?

What a fucking thing that lost 5 billion at once?

Even though he was prepared, he didn't expect it to be so deceptive.

He closed his eyes for a while, his hands trembling.

Because he couldn't imagine how much wealth he would need to upgrade next time.

The system clearly told him to continue to trick others, otherwise he would not make any progress.

"Is it easy for me to make some money? Don't even put on your trousers and belts..."

Chen Yang wanted to cry but he didn't cry, but his invisibility technique had to be upgraded.

Three minutes is a big deal, and level 4 can be 4 minutes.

"The last upgrade was 200 million, but this time it will be 400 million? It won't be 10 times 2 billion, right?"

Chen Yang gritted his teeth again with a nervous mood.

"Ding~"

He shivered again.

Fortunately, I am not as excited as before.

Because of 1 billion.

That's right.

Level 4 stealth technique 1 billion 1 billion 1 billion!

"That means that level 5 jumps and level 6 control will be 1 billion."

"Then what are I left after I upgrade?"

“I, I…”

Chen Yang suddenly grabbed his head and then beat him.

Little Bill, who had been secretly observing Chen Yang, had long discovered that something was wrong with Chen Yang.

At the beginning, Chen Yang looked very happy, as if he had eaten honey.

But after a while, his face turned into a bitter gourd horse face again, stretching very long.

He covered his chest with heartache.

And now, he slapped himself in the head?

Little Bill was whizzing coolly on his back.

Are all gods like this?

Or is there someone else living in the head of a god?
Chapter completed!