Teal Nice aka Mr. Nice took a look at the statistics again. NiceTeal was broke.

This could not be right, NiceTeal was too big to fail, everyone knew this.

The upsides were only that the next quadrillion years of plumbing would be already done.

Still, NiceTeal had not a single bit of currency right now... which made them legally worthless.

Mr. Nice put on some calming music by Lesson John: "Don't have much money, but boy if I did... I would by a big house, where we could live...", Lesson John sang.

Mr. Nice suddenly knew what he would have to do. Go to Time and undo the purchase of quadrillion of years of plumbing.

Chi Johnson knew what he would have to do in order to purchase his weapons.

Go to Time and undo the purchase.

Bacterium Joshua knew, that causing the next NewOrc incident by making everyone being broke utilizing the sickma was simply genious and he had to keep it that way.

Joe T. Crowley still wrote feverishly.

God was broke and occupied with constantly creating incredible amounts of money, which instantly was put into the Marco Bros account to pay for all that plumbing that he would do in the future.

Volt'Em was still bound to the chair, since nobody really cared about him at the moment.

Karen Viable was writing the next chapter of Viable 2 as she was getting a bit behind on schedule.

Billie la Grille knew the taste of the evil eye, which had some downsides.

Currently he was combating the various poisons that had been in that eye, it was unsure whether the frog would survive it.

The Marco Bros were occupied with plumbing for the next heptasextillion years, a number quickly spiralling out of control.

It was the end of spring and Bacterium Joshua, Mr.Nice and Chi Johnson met for the final showdown at the end of time (in NewOrc, a second Orc was planned to be erected, but nobody was able to pay for it).

"Hey Marco! What are you doing here at my property? I can assume you are up to no good Joshua, so I will not ask you.", Mr. Nice said in a friendly way as if they were old friends, not as if they were strangers meeting to a fight to the death. He did look rather harmless and easy going, even wearing casual wear. Despite his distress he was not showing a bit of it, his smile genuine and kind. Only his teal skin showed that he was in fact the most powerful man, owner of this world and of course owner of god.

Despite the friendlyness, or maybe because of it, a shiver went through the two other men. This teal man embodied confidence at any time, next to him both of them felt less secure in their own strength which they had not been accustomed to at all in their lifes.

"... Mr. Nice, I.." , Mr. Nice stopped him with a motion of his hand "Please call me Teal.", Chi Johnson paused for a second and then continued "Teal, I need to use your time machine. The time in which I still had money, I need it. Please.", for a moment Chi Johnson was thrown back into his youth, but then he was remembered that this was Mr. Nice, enslaver of god "I am afraid that we at NiceTeal do not give credit to someone with no prospects of getting liquidity without the usage of timetravel. That goes doubly for you Joshua, you are rated as the worlds worst criminal after me. They obviously don't say it like that, but they all know." His teal finger pointed at Bacterium.

"Why are we all japping and shit? You can't scare me Teal. I am Bacterium Joshua!", Joshua shouted, sounding emotionally hurt. Teal just shook his head, still smiling friendly.

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"Ever the impatient guest. You will not mind if I make my move first then, will you?", with a fluid and quick motion Teal cleaned red blood off his hands with a teal tissue, finishing cleaning his hands before Joshua hit the ground.

Not a drop had gotten on his casual wear.

"No is no Marco. What are you waiting here? I have to inform you that loitering is strictly forbidden on these premises.", he said in a slightly amused tone. Chi Johnson gulped, then drew his rake and entered his gardening stance "I am afraid then I'll have to get what I want by force. Last chance to run away Teal.", he moved his rake through the painfully perfect luxurious lush green that one could call lawn, leaving brown wounds in the work of what could only be a team of garden cosmeticists.

Teal let go a surpised, polite and pleasant laugh "You will be sent an official invitation to court if you survive this. But I know you won't.

Then let us begin our business Marco Chi John.", Teal raised his hand and an opal encrusted scepter appeared out of thin air.

"Walther, this man is loitering. Escort his corpse from this premise, will you?", which caused god to appear from thin air, wearing a butler outfit.

"As you wish supreme master", Walther Dismay said and then bowed once.

In that time Marco Chi John had already managed to yield his first turnIPS, so it was his turn.

He used the chi gained to cultivate CoughTee beans , further increasing his chi.

He used the chi gained to cultivate AbleTrees, they would only ripen in autumn, so he used his chi to reroll the die4 that was the planet, it conveniently landed on autumn so the Ables ripened instantly. God said : "I shall forbade the fruit of Able. The garden here, I banish you from it." so Chi Johnson was banished from his garden ripped out of his rapid gain of chi and removed from the fertile lawn.

"Ts ts ts, Walther I told you to remove his corpse. I will be lenient this time, but don't disappoint me this time.", Mr. Nice used the time machine to undo the last move of God.

A drop of sweat ran down the face of Walther Dismay, he had done a singular offense towards Mr. Nice with this one. He had been way too careless.

"It will not happen again, supreme master.", God prostated himself before Mr. Nice.

Bacterium Joshua used the moment of weakness to stop pretending to be dead and hit god with a brick on the head, knocking him out cold.

"Gnehehe I am immortal fool, you idiot, you poopy doopy, you dumb man, you fell for it, what a delusional madman you are. I am so superior.", Bacterium Joshua gloated, while Chi Johnson was about to harvest some ables.

Teal sighed "I was going easy on you. You'll wish you stayed down.", but a sense of unease slid into his mind.

A teal lighting thundered through the idyllic garden, spreading the red blood, bone chips, innard pieces, brain fragments and other shredded bodyparts.

This poisoned the plants, making them rot.

Chi John stopped plucking the ables and gaped at his ruined garden, the chi being corrupted unnaturally. Marco had never seen this effect ever before in his life.

From the tiny pieces grew plants of flesh and bone, thousands of bloody smiles, shortly millions of mouths laughing maniacally at the owner of the world.

Teals movements began to slow as the blood had seeped into his skin, poisoning him.

"... get off my lawn... loitering is ... strictly forbidden.", he said, propped up on his scepter.

Chi John wondered when Mr. Nice would start blinking, then he realized it.

Nice Teal had died.