Chapter 243 Some people are happy and some are sad
Time goes back to the previous day.
Mexico, Yucatan Peninsula, south of the United States.
In a camp.
Walkerson was washing up when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Captain, I just received the news that the American army launched a nuclear attack on Magic Technology's industrial park in Tanga Federation last night!"
Walkerson suddenly stopped gargling, spit out the mouthwash in a hurry, turned around, stared at the tall black man behind him, and asked: "How many casualties were caused?"
The black man shook his head and said: "There were no casualties. Miraculous technology intercepted the intercontinental missile in space.
The nuclear explosion occurred in space, causing an electromagnetic pulse attack on the three countries, causing a large-scale power outage."
"Yes, and they also sank the US nuclear submarine that launched intercontinental missiles."
"Where?" Walkerson asked urgently.
The black man said: "The specific location of the Bay of Bengal in the Indian Ocean is unclear."
"Didn't Thiago get this information?" Walkson asked with a frown.
"No, he said that this information is not available online. He recently found an intelligence website on the dark web, but this information requires a payment of 100,000 US dollars, so..."
Walkerson was surprised: "He couldn't break into this website?"
"Yes, Thiago said this is a firewall he has never seen before. He has tried all means and still can't break through it."
"Hiss", Walkerson couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Thiago is the newly found Minister of Information of Natural Weili, a super hacker.
"It is really unexpected that magical technology can have such powerful technological strength."
"By the way, Mr. Gold sent a message saying that he would speak to you at eight o'clock sharp."
Walkerson raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "Oh, it's almost time. Let's go to the communications room."
He quickly wiped his face with a towel, and then hurriedly led the black man to the communications room in the camp.
This camp is deep in a dense forest, with a continuous mountain range on the left, and the camp is actually at the foot of the mountain.
The entire camp covers an area of ​​approximately several thousand square meters. The buildings in the camp are not high and are all camouflaged to a certain extent.
Near the foot of the mountain, some vehicles came in and out, and a large amount of sand and gravel was transported.
If you are a sharp-eyed and knowledgeable person, you will find that there are some new engineering robots among these engineering vehicles, which are the products that Magic Technology is currently vigorously promoting and selling.
In a house with a satellite dish on the roof of the camp, Walkerson had a video call with Gold, the president of Power of Nature.
"Walkerson, I believe you already know what happened last night. The U.S. government abused nuclear weapons in such a way. Although it was intercepted in space, this kind of nuclear pollution may still settle down. We must take action."
Walkerson nodded and said: "Understood, I will make a plan to launch a global petition to ban nuclear weapons. Blue Star can no longer be wantonly destroyed like this."
Gold sighed: "Just a petition, I'm afraid it won't work. We need to contact magical technology. They have the technology to intercept intercontinental missiles, and they may be able to help us solve the mysteries left by the Mayan civilization."
Walkerson was stunned and said: "We have solved half of the mystery of the Mayan civilization. If we ask them for help, wouldn't we be sharing this secret with them?
The key is that they may not be able to crack it. When disputes arise, or they use it to destroy Blue Star's ecology, we will be sinners."
Gold pondered for a moment and asked: "How is the progress of the project there?"
"With the engineering robots of magical technology, the progress is several times faster than before. I estimate that in another half a year, we should be able to dig into the corresponding position."
"Woxson, leave this matter to Brende. You should go to the Tanga Federation as soon as possible and find a way to meet the senior officials of the magical technology to test whether they have space navigation capabilities."
"Do you think that if they intercept intercontinental missiles, they will have space navigation capabilities?"
"Woxen, don't forget, according to the results of half of the mystery we solved, that incident may happen next year. Your project will not be completed until next year, and I don't know if the things in that location can be used..."
Walkerson immediately understood Gold's worry and said immediately: "I understand, then I will leave immediately."
"Remember, if you really have such ability, we can agree to any conditions, but we must be given enough places to board the ship."
Walkerson could hear the urgency in Gold's voice. In fact, since half of the mystery was solved, the top management of Natural Power and the financial backers behind it all became anxious.
After ending his communication with Gold, Walkerson packed up his things and hurriedly took a helicopter with the black man to leave the camp.
Geert woke up.
What comes into view is the snow-white ceiling above the head, and some kind of overhead light embedded in the ceiling that emits a soft white light.
He tried to do it slowly and felt some dull itching in the two wounds.
Gilt looked around, and there was no doubt that this was a ward, not the inside of the invisible aircraft before he lost consciousness.
Because, from the floor-to-ceiling window not far from the bed, he could see many tall buildings.
With so many high-rise buildings, it is obvious that this is an extremely modern metropolis, but Gilt did not see any landmark buildings that he was familiar with in the city.
Geert wanted to get out of bed, but found that there was still a needle stuck in his hand with a potion hanging on it, so he carefully took off the bottle and raised it above his head.
Next to the hospital bed, there was a pair of slippers. After putting them on, Gilt walked to the window.
There are indeed many tall buildings outside the window.
Suddenly, a surprised expression appeared on Gilt's face.
He actually saw a tall building reaching into the sky!
Gilt looked down. He seemed to be at a height of 15 stories. Looking at the tall building, it felt like he was at the foot of a mountain.
It must be at least a thousand meters high. I have never heard of such a tall building on Blue Star.
Because he couldn't see the blue sky above the high-rise building directly from the window, Gilt slowly knelt down and looked up. Then his mouth opened and he couldn't close it in shock.
He saw that the building was holding up the blue sky!
"elder brother--"
The door opened silently behind him, and a woman came in and saw Geert squatting in front of the window, and she immediately shouted.
Gilt suddenly stood up and turned around, the shock on his face turning into surprise.
"Imanka, why are you here?"
Imanka rushed over in a few steps, took the bottle from Gilt's hand, and said: "I have been here a long time ago and have been waiting for you. Your injury is not healed. Hurry up and lie down on the bed!"
Geert looked at his sister with joy in his eyes. He had not seen his sister for almost five years.
When Gilt lay down on the bed again, he couldn't help but ask: "Where is this place? Why are the tall buildings outside reaching the sky?"
Imanka smiled and asked: "What do you think this place is?"
Geert thought for a while, shook his head, and said: "In my impression, there are no such tall buildings in any big city, let alone such a feeling of tall buildings reaching the sky.
Stop beating around the bush with me and tell me quickly, where is this place?"
Imanka said: "This is an underground city 2,000 meters underground."
"What?!" Geert sat up awkwardly.
"Hey, why are you sitting up? Your injury requires you to rest in bed. Lie down quickly." Imanka said, pushing Gilt back to the bed.
"The blue sky and sunshine look so real. This place is really 2,000 meters underground. Didn't you lie to me?" Gilt still couldn't believe it.
Immanka nodded and said, "Why should I lie to you? This is really a dungeon."
"Oh, by the way, who is that Qiu Mu? Is he an alien? How could I bring you here?" Gilt finally remembered to ask about this matter.
Immanka couldn't help but laugh, "What kind of alien? His name is not Qiu Mu, his real name is Du Qiu."
"Du Qiu?" Gilt was stunned, "Why do I feel that this name is familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."