Three days later, news circulated on several of McCann's major social networks that there was a special mysterious material from the fog pack for sale in the underground market recently. It had a powerful effect and could give people special powers...but it needed a different species to replace it.
This news was naturally spread by Maple Tree and two others.
With the Tianming Society’s years of accumulation, it is easy to spread false news.
After spreading the news, they followed Sir Cross's every move.
Sure enough, Sir Cross took action.
He came under a swimming pool, swam a few times, then started diving, and finally came up after a long time.
The four of them immediately understood that the place where the other party kept the alien species was under this swimming pool.
They quickly found an opportunity. When Sir Cross left the manor in his car, with the help of several servants, their "Gundam" entered the swimming pool.
After searching for a while, Gundam soon discovered that this was the entrance to an underground passage.
Open one of the drainage covers, drill through the drainage outlet, and then enter the underground passage.
On both sides of the underground passage, there are statues lined up neatly against the wall. The statues are dusty and lifelike, with very vivid expressions on their faces, all of them full of surprise and fear.
"Those statues are a bit weird, are they some kind of defensive measure?" Through the images sent back by the Gundam, Huashu saw something was wrong.
"It's not a defensive measure, it's the workers he killed and then turned into stone statues. It seems that this should be one of the abilities of Sir Cross." Dr. Stein said directly.
He also has the title of Doctor of Medicine. Otherwise, he would not have been able to lead research on posterior brain intubation, which is closely related to brain science.
Therefore, he has the best understanding of the structure of the human body. He can tell at a glance that the statue is a real person and cannot be a sculpture.
"Ah, is he really so cruel?" Bracken exclaimed.
"You see, if someone's power is not restrained, then the evil of human nature can be magnified to the extreme, just like the ancient feudal lords. The dark things they can do are far beyond our imagination. So we must
To promote measures to share heterogeneous species, only if everyone has the strength to restrain each other and achieve balance."
Old Man Maple Tree took the opportunity to educate his two companions and strengthen their will.
The other two nodded without any objection, because the facts were right in front of them.
At this time, Gundam moved forward, and finally he saw a huge collection room.
There is a dazzling array of boxes, all made of high-grade mahogany, with various mysterious patterns engraved on the surface. There is a section of glass above the box, and through the glass, you can see different species of various colors.
The number was so large that Gundam counted it carefully and told the camera that there were hundreds of them!
"This, how is this possible? I heard that among the Dongzhou people, if someone can keep three or four mutants, he is already called a very rich man. If someone's family is all mutants, they are envied by everyone.
And here, someone on our side can actually hide hundreds of them!" Huashu couldn't believe his eyes.
"Now you should know why even though Dongzhou is the strongest, there are still a lot of aliens trying to escape here?" Feng Shu's father was not shocked at all.
"It's really hateful. One alien species can create a mutant, and one mutant can at least ensure the basic safety of tens of thousands of people in a city! It's really hateful!" Dr. Stein said bitterly.
Bracken couldn't help but read out a Chinese poem: "The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again."
"It's amazing, you are also proficient in Chinese literature," the doctor said with admiration, "Human beings are always like this, whether it is the mysterious world or the world of ordinary people, wealth will always spontaneously concentrate in the hands of the smallest number of people.
However, if you want the group to progress, you must level the wealth to the most people, because the birth of genius is probabilistic, just like genetic mutation."
While several people were sighing, Gundam, who was in the collection room, encountered a crisis.
"I feel like someone has been spying on my manor, and it's true."
Behind Gundam, Sir Cross, who was supposed to leave the manor to buy mysterious materials, appeared.
Jazz's white-gloved hand was pointing at Gundam.
"No, it's actually a trap!" Feng Shu's father said in surprise, "Hurry up and let Gundam retreat."
It doesn't matter if you fail this time, you can try again next time, but there is only one alien that can be controlled by them.
However, Gundam did not obey the command from the earphones, but suddenly performed a breast expansion exercise, and the shirt bursting began!
Jazz stared blankly at the opponent, only to see that the opponent's upper body was covered with explosives so densely that it made people shudder.
"Take away half of the alien species for me, otherwise, I will make all the alien species here disappear!" Gundam roared.
"Come back quickly, those alien species may all be fake!" Father Fengshu ordered in the earphone.
"No, the alien species are all real. I can feel it. My life or death is not important. As long as more alien species can be taken away, more me can be created!" "Gundam" said righteously.
With.
Father Maple Tree stopped talking.
He naturally understands the limitations of ideological imprinting - this thing cannot turn people into complete puppets.
They instilled in the alien "Gundam" the idea of "for the sake of mankind and obeying their orders."
Under normal circumstances, "Gundam" will obey their orders in everything.
However, once such an important juncture is reached, and Gundam believes that capturing the alien species can better achieve his goal, he will do his own thing, regardless of personal life and death, and will no longer obey their orders.
Some people may ask, why not just put a stamp on it, "Only obey them in everything" and "Only be loyal to a certain person"?
Of course they have done this before, but the effect is very poor. There will always be people who break through the ideological imprint, and a grand goal must be imposed to achieve the effect.
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"You, you are a mutant, you are originally superior, you can have whatever you want, and you can be happy with whoever you want, but you actually want to sacrifice yourself? Just to take away the mutant and fulfill others? Are you a fool?" He couldn't do it at all.
Understanding the logic of the other person's thoughts and actions, he suddenly pointed at the other person and roared.
"Yes, I am just a fool. In the eyes of smart people like you, people like us are fools. However, the irony is that only if there are enough fools like us can you live a good enough life!" "Gundam"
sneered.
Sir Cross was silent.
He stepped aside and then said, "I can let you go, but you can't take away the alien species."
"No, you have to give me half of the alien species."
"Even if I give it to you, will you have room to put it on your body?" Sir Cross said angrily again.
He felt that allowing a thief to leave unscathed was a complete reflection of his noble demeanor, yet the other party continued to push even further. In Dongzhou's words, it was simply intolerable.
"Of course I have a place to put it!" Gundam said, took out a bag from his pants and threw it to the other party.
"Put the alien into this bag. You know that I am a alien, so you don't have to doubt my strength and whether I can carry it!" Gundam, half naked, ordered to Sir.
The three people from the Tianming Society who stayed behind and saw all this had mixed emotions.
They felt very uncomfortable. The other party was so brave, but they were using various means to control the other party.
"Without the brand, could he have done such a thing?" Birch asked suddenly.
"There is a high probability that he can't. His alien species will make him choose to collude with that jazz." Dr. Stein shook his head.
Hearing this, the three of them felt even more complicated.
Sir Cross grabbed the bag and did not move for a long time.
He is not willing to give half of it to the other party. This is his family's hundreds of years of accumulation. Should he just throw it away to others?
He blamed himself for underestimating these thieves. Although he realized that something was wrong, he did not expect that the other party would dare to die together.
If the opponent is an ordinary person, he has a hundred ways to make the opponent give up and die together.
"Hurry up, if you delay any longer, we will die together. Anyway, you are holding these alien species, but you have never done anything meaningful for mankind. It is better to let them return to nature. In that case, one day they will condense out!
Let better people get them!"
Sir Cross let out a long breath, knowing that this was a piece of hob meat, then picked up the bag and walked to the nearest red box.
There is a rare alien species stored here, the kind that normal people cannot activate.
But he believed that as long as he gave birth to enough illegitimate children, one day a mentally ill offspring would appear that could meet the conditions.
Then there is another green box.
Here is a healing seed.
It is very precious, very useful, and can cure many difficult and complicated diseases. Someone spent a lot of money to buy it, but he just didn't want to sell it. He wanted to leave it to his grandson or his grandson's grandson.
When the time comes to have a family doctor, I will feel more at ease.
Next is a blue box.
There is a prophecy alien hidden here. Many people can activate it, but he will never give it to those people.
Because he still has to leave it to his own children. As long as he has enough illegitimate children, someone will eventually become a fortune teller.
