When Donald saw Mo Hai, he really had mixed feelings in his heart.
The group of people first took a car to a private airport, and then took a private plane to the island where the monastery was located.
It was rare for Lisa Wen to be with Mo Hai, so how could she leave, so she went with Mo Hai.
On the private plane, Mo Hai saw Donald looking out the window without saying a word, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, and smiled slightly: "Can you tell me about your president?
He seems like a wise man."
Donald did not expect that Mo Hai would take the initiative to talk to him. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Mo Hai, he was convinced of Mo Hai's strength, so he naturally would not fail to answer Mo Hai's questions.
"Our president is Peter Compton. He was one of the greatest scientists of the 19th century. However, his discoveries were not taken seriously at the time. Later, in the mid-19th century, he joined the Monastery and began to
He devoted himself to his own scientific research, the life-extending pills, and the first-generation Mothman were all the results of our president’s research. However, later, due to an injury during an experiment, the president retired from the front line.”
Donald said.
"Your president was born in the 19th century?"
Qin Xiaoyue was a little surprised. In the 19th century, that was from 1801 to 1900. Now it is the 21st century. Doesn't that mean that the president of the Hermitage has lived to be almost 200 years old?
"Our president was born in 1819."
Donald said.
"Then he is probably the oldest person on earth."
Qin Xiaoyue smiled and said, although she was shocked, she could still accept it.
"Definitely not the oldest person, my parents lived longer than him."
Wen Lisa on the side couldn't help but said.
Lisa Wen's words caught Donald's attention. Donald stared at Lisa Wen and seemed to understand something.
"You vampires don't count."
Donald said calmly.
Although the Priory and the Vampires are both in Europe, there seems to be no overlap between the two. The Priory, an organization that believes in science and theology, naturally disdains the existence of monsters among the Vampires.
In the eyes of the people of the Priory, the vampires are similar to the Mothman they developed, and they can only be called "products", not human beings.
"Why don't people from the vampire clan count?
Aren’t we human?”
Lisa Wen was a little dissatisfied.
"Needless to say, are vampires considered human beings?"
Donald asked rhetorically.
Wen Lisa was choked and speechless. The vampires really cannot be regarded as people in the traditional sense. What's more, Wen Lisa knew that her parents had always longed for her to become a real human being, but unfortunately, she was a vampire.
, is a vampire.
"Vampires can also be considered humans."
Suddenly, Mo Hai spoke and said with a slight smile.
Lisa Wen couldn't help but look at Mo Hai, almost bursting into tears.
"If you say it's a human being, then it's a human being."
Donald didn't dare to argue with Mo Hai, but his tone was obviously unconvinced.
Mo Hai didn't explain too much. Regarding the broader understanding of "people", Donald naturally couldn't understand it because of his vision problems.
An hour later, the plane landed on an island.
On the tarmac, Compton, the president of the Priory, had come to greet him personally. In addition to Compton, there was also a man and a woman.
The woman is Ifuya, whom Mo Hai has seen. The man is a white man in his thirties, with tattoos on his face. His eyes are like the eyes of a dead person, devoid of emotion and life, as if he is not a living person.
A human being, but a walking corpse.
"Mr. Mo, nice to meet you."
Compton bowed to greet him and seemed very polite, as if Mo Hai was not here to cause trouble this time, but to inspect.
"President Compton, I am flattered that you are so polite."
Mo Hai smiled slightly.
"Mr. Mo has great supernatural powers and is not a mortal. I should be polite to you, please."
Compton extended his hand in invitation.
"please."
Mo Hai also responded politely.
At least now, Mo Hai is not dissatisfied with the behavior of the president of the monastery. Since others are polite to him, Mo Hai will naturally treat him politely.
A group of people walked along the stone path on the lawn and walked into an old castle.
The magnificent hall was covered with a precious carpet. After the guests and hosts sat down on the leather sofa, Compton looked at Mo Hai, pondered for a moment, and the smile on his face was still as warm as the spring breeze and said: "Mr. Mo
, I have already considered your last proposal."
Mo Hai smiled faintly and looked at Compton, waiting for his next words.
"Your proposal is indeed very good. It is for the consideration of the people on earth. The starting point is good. We have no reason not to agree."
Mo Hai did not answer the call immediately, because he knew that there must be a turning point in what Compton said.
As expected, Compton paused for a moment and continued: "But Mr. Mo may not know much about human nature. Why does our monastery stay hidden from the world and conduct research behind closed doors? Even if we lack funds and resources,
We will not cooperate with any country. Mr. Mo should be able to guess the reason."
"Of course, we know that with the intervention of the state, many researches will become handcuffed. No matter what we do, it is best if we don't need others to intervene. I understand this."
Mo Hai said.
"I'm really lucky that Mr. Mo can understand. Mr. Mo has Mr. Mo's plan, and I have my concerns. If we can find a balance between the two, everything will be easier to handle."
Compton said.
"I wonder what the balance point the president refers to?"
Mo Hai asked.
"We are not keeping our secrets to ourselves, but if our Priory's technology is made public, it will be very harmful to the world. Mr. Mo can think about it, if every country can create monsters like Mothman, if these monsters get out of control,
, the consequences are unpredictable, and the countries on the earth have always been fighting openly and secretly. If we give them the technology of our monastery, they may not use it to benefit the people, but use it for war. I'm afraid this is you.
I don’t want to see that, so the balance point I need is restriction, but who can restrict so many countries?”