"What's wrong with you?"

When he returned home, when Trump saw the small two-bedroom and one living room, he looked at Ying Xiao and Sis.

"I've been here for so long, and I've let my father live in such a place?"

Although he had tried his best, Ying Xiao and the others dared not refute it because they were taught a lesson by their brother.

"Sir," Du Trump said to Du Gang again, "I think the house outside is OK. Why don't I occupy a few buildings now, and you will live in a wronged way first?"

Du Gang covered his forehead.

Another guy with no common sense, he turned around and asked Sce to teach him.

But now, he needs to have a good chat with Trump. After all, this guy claims to know the king and comes later, so he should know more than SS and the others.

He didn't believe it at all before, so he didn't ask much. Now that he believes it, he has to take the initiative to master more information.

"Let's not talk about this for now, I'll ask you, what's going on with you now?"

Speaking of serious matters, Trump became serious.

"A little confused," replied Trump, "You suddenly disappeared, leaving only a space-time channel. Many people covet your position, and many races that have been beaten too hard by you have joined forces to overthrow your rule, but with the second uncle here, we have suppressed him."

Du Gang nodded, "How many people can come to the space-time channel at a time?"

"Two." Dulangpu said, "And after using it once, it requires energy absorption to be turned on again. According to the time of the earth, it can only be used once every half month to one month."

Du Gang heard the point, "You said you could come two people at a time, so why are you the same person?"

"Because there was a person slipping in faster than us, so we could only enter another one." Du Trump said, "But my father, don't worry, all the magic weapons will be shattered in the space-time channel. When we arrive on Earth, no one has the spiritual power. I wish he could not do anything for the time being."

Du Gang didn't say anything. According to his opinion, someone slipped over. It was not from him. This was not good news.

"What would you do?"

"I can do it." Trump said confidently, "Even if I can't, I will learn very quickly. On the way I came, I have already gained a thorough understanding of the earth through my mobile phone and the Internet." As he said that, he took out a new mobile phone.

"Where did you buy it?"

Trump smiled mysteriously back at him.

“…Okay, when I didn’t ask.”

However, this guy sounded quite reliable. Du Gang thought about it and decided to let him learn for a few days first, and then hand over the operation matters to him.

But before this, there is still a small problem to be solved.

Now that there are three black household registrations in the family, it’s okay if nothing happens, but it will be very troublesome if something small will happen.

"Then this way, you can find a way to get your household registration done first. Is there any problem?"

Du Trump said, "No problem, leave it to me and it will be done soon."

Is it really that reliable?

Du Gang expressed serious suspicion.

But he thought he would try it, what if it was really reliable?

...

Early the next morning, Du Gang took Du Trump to the Civil Affairs Hall.

After understanding the process of doing things, Trump smiled indifferently: "My father, please watch my performance."

"How are you going to perform?"

"Our single-horned camel tribe has an extremely powerful racial talent - the art of charm." Du Trump explained, "This is our talent skill. Even if we don't have spiritual power, we can still use it a little bit. Anyone who is lower than me will be confused by my noble and elegant appearance and obey my advice."

Du Gang:...You really have a good appearance?

Trump tidied up his clothes and came to the window.

"Beauty, do you think I am noble and elegant now?"

As he said that, he used his hands to sort out the golden bangs and showed a gentle and mysterious smile.

The staff at the window looked up: Kukukukuku...

She swears that she definitely didn't do it on purpose.

But a person with bright hair on his head and a circle of long hair around him actually asked him if he was noble and elegant, and he would be so angry that he would laugh!

The Fire Cloud Evil God is not as cool as you!

"What do you have...Kukuku...things...Kukuku..."

Trump:...

What's going on?

Can’t even use racial talents after crossing the time and space channel?

This is a bit embarrassing.

Dad... Dad, please wait for me, where are you going?

Du Gang walked silently, he didn't know this person.

"Sorry, my father," said Du Trump, "I didn't expect that even the racial talent could not be used. It was my mistake."

"Forget it, go back, let's find another way."

"No, my father, I have a way."

"besides?"

Du Gang expressed serious suspicion, and he didn't want to embarrass him with this guy again.

"Before coming here, we considered that there were no spirit stones on Earth, so we planned to bring you more," Du Trump said. "But I didn't expect that the space-time channel absorbed energy too much. I brought countless spirit stones, but in the end I only had this little left."

And spirit stones?

Du Gang became interested immediately. He had never seen spirit stones when he grew up so old.

"Take it out and I'll take a look."

Trump flipped his palm and a shiny spirit stone appeared in his palm.

Du Gang took it and felt it. It was heavy and released, and it was cold and cold.

It is indeed a spirit stone, indeed unique.

It's just a little too small, only half the size of a sesame seed.

“What can this be used for?”

"It's enough for me to handle the household registration matters well," Du Trump said.

"Then you go."

Anyway, he can't use it now, so it would be nice to be able to do something well first.

When the two returned home, after absorbing the energy of the spirit stone, Trump separated a phantom from his body and headed straight for the household registration.

But he didn't expect that it would be so troublesome. He wrote an application, issued a certificate, and had to look for seals everywhere, operated a computer to enter information, took photos, recorded fingerprints, and went to the provincial capital to find seals...

His phantom was running around, running everywhere, so exhausted that he was exhausted.

Fortunately, I did not feel disgraceful.

Before his spiritual power was exhausted, he finally came back with a brand new household registration book and three ID cards.

...

In the next few days, Du Gang asked Sces to try live streaming and let Du Trump learn to operate.

I have to say that Trump is indeed much more flexible than those two. He can learn a lot of things and can integrate and adapt and learn from them.

Seeing that he was almost familiar with him, Du Gang was about to let him try to take over.

"Don't worry, my father, no one knows business better than me," Trump said with confidence. "And what I like most is to be the mastermind."

Du Gang:...

"Brother Trump is not a mafia, he is a master." Sce corrected.

"You don't understand," Du Trump said, "whether in war or business, experts are never as good as bad guys."

Sis:...I am worthy of being Brother Trump, I feel that it makes sense.

"Brother Trump, it's all up to you in the future," said Sce. "I have a lot of fans now."

"Ha," Du Trump chuckled, "Do you think they really like you?"

"What about that?"

"Sister, you are seven hundred years old, so you should know something," Trump said earnestly, "I'll tell you, most of these people are just greedy for your body."

Sis widened his eyes, puzzled: "Why are you greedy for my body? My meat is not delicious."

"Yes," Ying Xiao also said, "Actually, the most delicious thing is Brother Trump. It is said that the single-horned salamander camel family is tender, nutritious and rich in collagen. It can beautify and nourish the skin after eating it."

Du Gang:...Don't discuss whether it's good to eat people in broad daylight?

"I will choose a platform to talk tomorrow, and I must make money in the shortest time." Trump finally said, "Don't worry, as long as I go to talk, they will definitely put us first."

"Before this, you should get a haircut first," Du Gang reminded, "You are like the evil god of Fire Cloud, and people are afraid to see you, aren't you?"

Trump:...

Sad hair.

He had noble and beautiful golden hair on his head, and I don't know when it would grow.

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