"Do you believe what they say about aliens?" Law enforcer Mike Bledsoe asked his partner: "I thought the new commander-in-chief would be more reliable than the last one."
"Hey, this is Roswell, the city of flying saucers. Of course we believe in the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations. Otherwise, why would we choose this place for this large-scale third-kind contact?" George Wilcox played with his lighter boredly.
.
The thing in his hand seemed to be alive and floating around the palm of his hand: "Even supernatural abilities have become a street stall, and aliens are nothing new, right?"
George Wilcox, an agent with the FBAS New Mexico Division, was assigned to oversee the collaboration.
As an agent of the FBAS Bureau, George knows a little more than ordinary law enforcement officers. For example, he knows that the first vest that was dug out of the alien group is the Losas organization, and he also knows that this group of people kidnapped superhuman beings around the world as a
Advent carrier.
The leader of the entire FBAS bureau, the man whose name should not even be mentioned easily, has been chasing the traces of that group of people.
George believed that their director would treat them equally regardless of whether they were pretentious superhuman terrorists or real aliens.
However, the director seems to have disappeared again in the past two days. Currently, all orders come from the federal W Palace. The FBAS Bureau is still nominally under the jurisdiction of the federal government.
The entire FBAS Bureau is actually divided. The grassroots agents who truly maintain the operations of the entire FBAS Bureau are basically mobilized by Mikkelsen from himself and old federal agencies.
For example, the New Mexico branch simply changed the brand of the office building it used.
The other faction is the Enlightenment Sect of George Wilcox. They are basically superhumans. They also agree that superhumans need basic moral restraints and cannot allow each other to affect the social order.
When nothing happens, the entire FBAS Bureau naturally follows Tang Ji's will. His public image has long been fixed, so he can feel more at ease.
But now, when Tang Ji suddenly disappeared, the entire FBAS Bureau also developed in accordance with the inertia with the tacit cooperation of the mortal agents, and even became deeply involved in this mess.
The guys who claimed to be aliens came very cautiously. George Wilcox saw a gray truck appear at the end of the interstate highway, stopped far away, and dozens of drones flew out of the truck, apparently in
Detect how many people are ambushing nearby.
"They are coming." George touched Mike to make the other party mentally prepared. The next second, dimensional gates appeared in front of them densely.
To a certain extent, the dimensional gate has actually been connected with the Losas organization. Their unabashed provocation made George feel like his DNA was moving.
But considering that the current mission itself came from the FBAS Bureau, he could only endure the discomfort and see what the other side had to say.
When each dimensional door is opened, it represents a superhuman or alien crossing the barriers of space and appearing on this land.
The dimensional gates flashed one after another, but it was more like they were afraid of something. George Wilcox noticed that none of the dimensional gates existed for more than a minute.
George saw a man yelling at other superhumans who were trying to run around, like a kindergarten teacher, asking everyone to stand together and perform a life simulation.
"Hello, I'm here to connect with the Pioneers." A man with a gloomy face who looked like he had lost half of his fortune last night and mortgaged the other half stood in front of George: "They told me that from now on
, can we legally operate in this area?"
"That's right, friend! Roswell." Enforcer Mike Bledsoe said enthusiastically, as if he was receiving a tour group.
"Shut up, idiot." George Wilcox stopped Mike in place. He is a telepathic superhuman and has entered the LV2 stage: "I am the supervisor of the FBAS Bureau responsible for docking.
All actions will be legal under my supervision."
"No, I mean, can you guarantee that Tang Ji won't suddenly appear?" The man looked around nervously, seeming to be in a state of high tension.
"It depends on your performance." George Wilcox glanced at the time: "It is now 10:32 in the morning. This is a wasteland fifty kilometers away from Roseville. You need to wait here for everything.
We hope that all civilians who have left the special zone will evacuate before entering the city."
"Sounds quite troublesome." The man's attention was distracted after hearing that Tang Ji would not appear suddenly. He skillfully took out a certain addictive compound from his pocket and started to smoke it, his whole body twitching.
It really suits the temperament of an addict.
"This is the first version of the SAR Interim Law that you signed and agreed to implement. If any of you haven't read it, you can start reading it now." George Wilcox took out a simple book that looked like a travel brochure and said
Any expectations asked: "No? Well, I guess so, you piece of shit."
George Wilcox never expected anything from these people, so he just touched the row of combat stimulants in his arms that were used to boost his spirits. He was already prepared for the worst for today's contact.
Prepare.
But to his surprise, one of the sloppy superhumans walked out, stood opposite him cautiously, and asked politely: "If we want to stay here for a while, can you send us some tents? That's it.
That kind of satin house that’s easy to build!”
"No, but if everything goes well, you will settle in Roseville within 24 hours. I believe there will be enough empty rooms for you to spend your money." George glanced at the time and the information interface on his mobile phone. There were no additional
Notice, it seems that the higher-ups are planning to let him do whatever he wants.
"We are willing to abide by the terms we have negotiated with your government before, but in order to avoid misunderstandings, why don't we elaborate on the relevant terms?" The player enthusiastically invited: "Maybe you can explain to us in detail, in what areas we can legally
kill?"
Hearing this question, George Wilcox released the control of the local law enforcer Mike. He thought that this idiot who was full of fantasy about aliens should follow him and listen carefully to what price the superiors sold them for.
In addition, out of instinct, George also pointed out that these players who are willing to think and compromise are more difficult to deal with than before.
If possible, he really wanted to tear these people into pieces and throw them to the sky.
But there is no point in doing so. I am afraid that only their director can achieve such a feat of 1VS50.
At this time, the director, who was missed by his subordinates, had already learned about the special zone through the media.
Apparently for whatever reason, Mikkelsen chose to go down a different path, a path they had talked about.
"You know, now is actually not the worst situation." At that time, Mikkelsen and Tang Ji shared the tree of life, looking at the dim lights in the distance and pointing the way: "If I were a naturalized person, I would never let it happen.
The situation has reached this point."
"They came to this world for enjoyment, but they have been accustomed to taking extreme measures from the beginning, which is too low-level." Mikkelsen said to Tangji with a smile: "They can completely disguise themselves as being superior.
Packaging, contacting the world in a relatively mild way, such as leasing the body for a fee, how many superhumans do you think are willing to make this money?"
"Thanks to the decision-maker who is constantly abducting bodies around the world, otherwise the number of players we are facing now may already be in five figures." When Mikkelsen spoke, his eyes were full of cold light.
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There was something wrong with him, Tang Ji was sure of it.
But he didn't understand what Mikkelsen's plan was, and he had to be excluded before it could be implemented. Of course, none of this mattered now.
The cooperation is over. Tang Ji has been prepared for this. Now this is his battle alone. There is not so much intelligence support and there is not so much overall view, but it is much simpler.
"Are you opposed to the establishment of a special zone?" Teng Sennayuki looked at the frozen baby through the ice, trying not to show his curiosity, but still couldn't help but ask: "Those aliens, really
Can't it be destroyed by anyone except you?"
Tang Ji's particularity is actually not a secret in circles like the Tengsen family. Even if no one reveals the secret, the pioneers' fear and fear of Tang Ji can still reveal something.
They were indeed frightened by Tang Ji, but on the contrary, they still despised everything in this world.
"You also know?" Tang Ji frowned. He was not used to sharing his stories with others, but this girl was indeed very capable. She not only helped Tang Ji quickly complete the information collection work, but also gave him some extra
surprise.
For example, Neon and Ark organizations are also preparing special zones to be managed by themselves, and they are deliberately gathering players.
But Tang Ji knew very well that he could not kill so many players directly. Even if he was not thirsty or tired, the players would be captured without any help, and it would take a lot of time to kill them all.
Teng Sen Nayuki replied with some arrogance: "I have read a lot of information about you, and I also know about the Seven Deadly Sins. Unfortunately, in a few days, I will leave here to live in the Crystal Palace. I hope I can come back one day.
.”
"It's not far enough." Seeing that the girl was trying to help, Tang Ji reminded her, "It's too close."
"I'm a super human, so I can't apply for purchase rights in Phoenix City." Teng Sen Nayuki is quite open about this: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall man to hold it up. Anyway, I'm just an ordinary super human who loves surfing. If the following
It’s all a mess, and it’s normal for the people above to take some risks.”
"Actually, I am your fan, sir, you are so cool!" Tensori Nayuki's eyes kept glancing back and forth on the faces of Tangji and the baby, as if she had discovered some great secret, her eyes widened.
Liu Yuan: "Is he your son?"
"Yes, his name is Tang Anran." Tang Ji introduced. Since he decided to bring Tang Anran back to Night City, this matter is no longer a secret.
"An Ran." Teng Sen Naixue read the name. She tried to understand the meaning of the name, but the bodyguard kept waving not far away, which attracted her attention.
What the other party meant was to quickly turn on the TV. Tensori Nayuki instantly changed her expression and forced the other party away with her eyes.
But she still turned around and turned on the TV behind the bar. The bodyguard dared to take the risk to remind her that something worthy of attention must have happened.
"According to the FBAS Bureau's superhuman registration information, all registered superhumans must volunteer one week every three months to serve as bodies in the Special Zone." On TV, Mikkelsen's press statement
People, repeat this command in a slow but firm tone.
"Are they crazy? All the people who registered the information?" Tensori Nayuki was complaining to Tang Ji when a text message suddenly received on her phone: "Congratulations, madam, you will be the first group to have close contact with extraterrestrial civilizations."
Teng Sen Nayuki kicked the phone away from others without caring. She was not a fool. How could she go back to join in the fun? She just explained to Tang Ji: "You just became the director of the FBAS Bureau. I went to the nearest federal city to register as soon as I was excited.
own identity.”
During the whole process, Tengson Nayuki continued to talk and Tang Ji kept eating. The girl's expression was completely relaxed. She felt that Tang Ji was a very qualified listener, so she told him her sorrow and pride.
She has been a maverick girl since she was a child, and the Tengsen family has long passed the accumulation stage, which is enough to support her in doing whatever she wants, such as surfing and extreme sports.
Awakening was undoubtedly the greatest gift she had ever received, but now it had become a burden.
"Miss, the husband and wife invite you back for lunch." The bodyguard looked at Tang Ji and said, "You are the superhuman who was selected in the first round to provide a body. The FBAS Bureau does not accept any donations or subsidies.
.The attitude is very tough.”
Semi-mandatory body donation, Tang Ji almost applauded Mikkelsen. How have those old haters from other worlds seen such efficiency?
"Are you in trouble?" Tang Ji asked knowingly.
"Your FBAS bureau has stuck my registration information and requires me to fulfill my obligations." Teng Sen Nayuki looked helplessly at Tang Ji: "How long do you estimate it will take to kill the person who gave this order? I will board the ship the day after tomorrow.
"
"Can they still control you?" Tang Ji could naturally see that the other party was a rich girl living in the clouds.
"The Arasaka Group and the Ark Organization have also previously announced that they will join this framework and they will recognize each other's new policy." Nayuki Tengmori sighed: "Does this mean I'm taking advantage of myself?"
Tengmori Nayuki just blinked her big eyes and stared at Tang Ji, mumbling the prices of different ingredients until Tang Ji finally said: "Don't worry, I won't delay your boarding."