"You will only end up dead if you do this." The minister seemed to have lost the strength to speak. He gasped slightly. After saying these few words, he started coughing violently.
"What's wrong with him?" Felix frowned and asked.
"Felix, I think you need to be more proficient in your business. As the leader of a brain developer, you don't know that this is a posterior syndrome controlled by the mental power of type 2 developers?" Smith looked at it with some dissatisfaction.
Felix said: "As your boss, what I hope to see is a dedicated and diligent employee, not my employees wasting their energy on women's bellies."
"Uh... Smith, I think it's better not to raise this issue in person. You know, I don't have any special hobbies. I have no hope for money and power. As long as there are beautiful women, I can easily bribe them." Felix
Said with some embarrassment.
"Previously, we took away Comrade Minister's genes, so our type 2 brains could control him remotely, which prevented him from inserting the key into the nuclear bomb. However, because our people overused their brains, it resulted in
This guy's mind is a little abnormal, but it doesn't matter, he can't die."
"Oh, that's it. It seems that I really need to work hard to improve my professional knowledge. As their leader, I didn't even know that such a thing existed." Felix said with some embarrassment.
"Stop talking nonsense, we need to evacuate here now, go back immediately, back up all the data in your laboratory, and then destroy all traces. In three hours, this place will be reduced to ashes." Smith was sorting out his metal materials.
Said the box.
"Smith, are you crazy?" Felix was a little shocked: "This place is our last battlefield. We can rely on the advantages here to play with them for decades."
"We have many spokespersons in the outside world, and they will continuously provide us with resources. Moreover, the materials we have here are enough for us to last ten years without any problem. Coupled with our geothermal fusion energy, it will make our
The energy will not be depleted for hundreds of years, so why should we abandon this place? If we abandon this place, where will we go?"
"Do you think that among the politicians in the Magnesium Country, we really only have the 51st District?" Smith smiled: "We are just one of their many special departments. As far as I know, we are the same as our 51st District."
There are at least six other departments that exist. Although their scale is not as large as ours, we only have one, while they have six. More importantly, they have government support."
"There is an old saying in China that if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. We are an elephant now, and those guys will keep gnawing our flesh on the outside until we fall." Smith shook his head and said: "Haha.
,So, if I’m not here to play with them, I’m going to disappear from this world so that they can never find us?”
"Smith, I don't think this is a good idea. We are surrounded now, and the exit to the outside world must be guarded by powerful firepower. As long as we dare to show up, I guarantee that we will be bombarded to pieces. But now
Our barrier outside can last for a long time. Even powerful weapons cannot penetrate our barrier. This is called alien black technology." Felix said still unwilling to give up.
"Our energy can only last five hours." Smith stopped what he was doing and sighed: "So, this is the reason why we must leave."
"What?" Felix was a little shocked. He said in disbelief: "Smith, don't kid me. Doesn't our energy claim to be able to withstand a world war?"
"No, that's for the politicians in Magnesia." Smith shook his head helplessly and said, "Because this can temporarily relieve our pressure..."
Felix was stunned, and he murmured: "I understand, Smith, I have always thought that we are rich, but in fact, we are just paupers..."
"This is caused by budget constraints. Although our technologies are powerful, they require greater funds. Without the support of the government, we simply cannot survive. In fact, I think it is a miracle that we have survived until now."
Smith continued what he was doing: "So, take action now. In three hours, we will leave and destroy this place. Haha, I know what they are planning."
"They just took me down and then asked me about my results. Haha, I worked hard to create these things. Why should I take advantage of them?"
"But where are we going now? Smith, we have to face the fact that we have nowhere to go now." Felix said.
"Do you think I really don't leave any escape route for myself?" Smith smiled: "As early as six years ago, I had already secretly built a brand new underground base. This place is based on where we are now.
A one-to-one local model.”
"Although our place has changed the authorization password, this system is still the Pentagon's code after all. It is just a matter of time before they want to decipher our password. Therefore, this seemingly safe place is actually not safe. As long as we
Move to our own territory, haha, at that time, the sea and the sky are vast, and we can do whatever we want."
"Oh, my God, Smith, when did you establish the new base? We don't know anything about it. You are indeed a conspirator. No matter what you do, you always leave a way out for yourself." Felix
Looking at Smith with some surprise, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he shouted excitedly: "Oh, hehe, I feel full of strength now. I always like to pursue more exciting things, and now we are here
Rebellion, haha, I get a little excited just thinking about it.”
"I'm going to get everything done now, Smith, we'll follow you and we will always follow you." Felix said, turning around and leaving.
After Felix left, Smith stopped what he was doing. He frowned, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he continued what he was doing.
In a highly sophisticated laboratory, there are also a group of staff wearing white coats working there.
This laboratory is a completely independent space, and the staff entering and exiting it are all A-level personnel. The identities of these A-level personnel in Area 51 are top secret, and they generally do not have contact with ordinary people.
