At that time, not to mention opening the Hadron Collider, even opening the No. [-] machine to launch a positive electron cannon can directly smash Thunder Angel into a sieve.

The second is the new energy after technological breakthroughs, and controllable nuclear fusion is currently the most likely.

Of course, other possibilities cannot be completely ruled out. For example, what kind of helium-three reactor or psychic solar furnace is hidden in the hands of the big devil?

Aliya doesn't know whether the operation of being 'thrown' to the earth is completely controlled by the big devil, or there is a Q version of Quantum Dragon God and Blue Star's group subconscious behind it, but it is undeniable that the other party is indeed It is holding some available black technology in hand.

Therefore, if the opponent wants to create a return door here again, it is reasonable to snatch new energy.

It would be more convenient to have a controllable nuclear fusion than to set up a large organization like Blue Star and wait to overthrow the entire Europa, right?

Although the current Europa has enough food...

"Just being attacked? People?"

"People also disappeared. In fact, after we started recruiting members of Alchemy Star, we checked the list and found that strange people appeared around a large number of members, and among these members, 7 suddenly disappeared."

"Sent to another world by a dump truck?"

"...So why do you always think about using a dump truck to send them to another world?"

"It's nothing, this is the daily life of love between the sand sculpture group of friends, you don't understand if you tell me." Aliya waved her hand: "The so-called disappearance, at present, how many of them can match the big devil?"

"All." The khaki-colored sister looked a little serious: "These seven Alchemy Star members, two of them are the kind of divers who have never spoken much, but as far as I know, three of these seven are It is related to the research on controllable nuclear fusion, and among the other four, two are researching high-energy physics, and one is a genius in material metallurgy."

Aliya counted with her fingers: "Three plus two plus one, you only have six people, how about one more?"

"The last one is quite special." The khaki-colored sister Yu sighed: "She studies occultism, and you know her too."

"Occultism?" Aliya raised her eyebrows: "That British sister with dark circles?"

"Well, Roentgen, number 15 on the non-proliferation list of high-risk talents."

"Speaking of which, who is No.1 on your non-proliferation list of high-risk geniuses?"

"It's you."

"I mean before, before I showed up."

"...Child of Destiny, Denver Reeves."

"It sounds very powerful, is it useful for our current plan?"

"His main research direction is genetic inheritance, so far, it has little effect on our plan."

"It's a pity - let's collect information, we are going to go to Europa." Aliya stood up: "Maybe it will be a dungeon half a month later, maybe it will be a dungeon half a year later, who can say for sure, but we have to go to a dungeon." Let's go, say hello to the Great Demon King, and get these little friends back by the way."

"……it is good."

……

……

"Denver Levi's."

Mrs. Jin pushed up her glasses, and looked up and down at the...unruly man in front of her.

To be honest, if the other party's resume was not good enough, she would even think that this guy is a tramp rather than a scientist.

"Abutagus is just a fledgling pharmaceutical company. Why did you, a talented student like you, choose to come here?"

Mrs. Jin's eyes behind plain glasses looked serious and serious, like a fierce tiger that casually looked over while resting. Although it was not fatal, it was still full of oppression.

"Because you are rich." The slovenly blond scratched his chicken coop-like head: "You are serious about the investment you said in the previous recruitment introduction, right? Three hundred billion—do you really have so much money? "

"In fact, I also have more money. The question is why should I invest in you? We are going to cooperate with Cold Spring Harbor. As a large laboratory, they have complete research project planning and sufficient manpower, not you... Wild genius."

"Ma'am, what do you want to make?" The sloppy blond man sniffed: "If it is a drug, any drug on the market, I mean any drug, I can help you bypass the patent, but I need research funding —lots and lots of research money!"

"...You really don't know how to negotiate. This is your bottom line? How much do you need?"

"No, uh... Well, this is." The sloppy blond man thought for a moment: "I don't know how much I will spend, but I can bring you enough in return, really, believe me—I The previous owners have made a lot of money!"

Mrs. Jin looked at him silently for a while, then lowered her head to look at the other person's resume again.

To be honest, if these resumes were not exaggerated to a certain extent, so that everyone would inquire, she would suspect that the other party was blatantly falsifying with this reverse psychology.

"Since you are so capable, why were you expelled from the laboratory?"

"Why... because my experimental method is different from theirs?" Tilting his head, the slovenly blond man recalled his previous work: "I have always felt that optogenetic control should not only be done on mice, the mice bear It doesn’t have the intensity of such a large amount of targeted light, so it’s better to switch to a larger creature... Madame, can you understand what I’m saying?”

"That's why you experimented with humans?"

"The other party is voluntary."

"Yeah, addicts, as long as you give them money, whatever you do is voluntary."

"...At least I didn't hide my resume, did I?" the slovenly blond man muttered, sniffing again, with a nonchalant look on his face.

Madam Jin's eyes flickered for a while, and she raised her hand to pick up the phone on the table: "Alan, come to my office."

A moment later, a sister Yu, who was dressed as a city beauty and looked like a strong woman, walked in with catwalks, and knocked lightly on the open door: "Ma'am?"

"Take this...Mr. Levi's to rest, take a shower and clean up, and take him to Laboratory No. 3 tomorrow, and let him take over related projects."

"Okay, is there anything else I can order?"

"No more, let's go." Mrs. Jin waved her hands, watching the back of the slovenly blond man leaving.

Then she seemed to think of something, raised her eyebrows——

"By the way—Mr. Levi's!" She shouted, folded her hands in front of her, and leaned back on the high-back chair: "I have to give you a piece of advice."

The sloppy blond turned around: "What?"

"Humans are not guinea pigs. It is not a bad thing to have awe of life."

"..." The latter twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing if he listened or not, and left on his own.

After everyone left, the huge office was emptied.

"Ghosts and snakes..." Mrs. Jin sighed, took off the pair of decorative glasses, and stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back.

"Jingle Bell----"

The phone rang, but Mrs. Jin didn't even look back: "Whose phone is it?"

"It's Ms. Lu Wuchen's call, should I answer it or hang up?" An electronic voice came from the ceiling of the office.

"Answer."

"Okay, I'm switching you to speakerphone."

With the response, the doors and windows of the entire office were pulled down in an instant, and sound insulation and security measures were fully opened.

Mrs. Jin continued to look at the sunset outside through the gap of the drawn blinds, but her tone became much lighter: "Third brother, what's wrong?"

"Second sister, where are you?"

"I'm doing business here in Southeast Asia, and I'm just going to find you when I'm done."

"Oh, the master found the senior sister, but she seemed very angry, and then informed me that if another senior sister came to see me, let me ignore it... Did she call you?"

"No." Mrs. Jin smiled: "Master is probably still angry with me, after all, I did so out of line before."

"I have a way... Cough, let's talk about it when you come over, I'll just mention it to you, what the other big sister said should also be related to the parallel world I told you before, but I don't think there is any way to do it Tell them apart."

White-clothed Teddy's seldom charming appearance can only be revealed in front of the master and two senior sisters, and now he has a slightly tangled tone, soft and sticky.

"Since you can't tell the difference, don't tell the difference. When the master asks, just say that you don't recognize the difference."

"Yeah... that's right, when are you coming?"

"Probably at night, I just finished my work here, and I will contact you later when I apply for the route."

"Okay, I'll make some soup and wait for you to come over to drink, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

After hanging up the communication, Mrs. Jin pinched the center of her eyebrows: "Parallel world... Tsk, there is no such thing in the original history..."

Before the troubled Mrs. Jin could worry about being ugly, she connected to her daughter's communication again.

The tone of the golden char siu is always full of vitality - and also full of beatings by the way.

"Mom! I'm cute! Give me money!"

Listen, what does it mean to give her money because she is cute, how old is she and still pretend to be tender, and she has no idea?

Mrs. Jin picked up the teacup and sipped the cold tea: "What else do you want to buy? Didn't I just give you pocket money this month?"

"No, I want a lot of money! Three hundred billion!"

"...How much?" Mrs. Jin looked back at the direction of the phone in surprise, wondering if she had heard it wrong.

"Three hundred billion! Didn't you say to give my sister whatever she wants? Now she wants so much! Do you have any at home?"

"Yes, yes... Such a large amount cannot be settled by direct transfer. I will ask someone to prepare an account for you later."

"Okay mom, thank you mom, goodbye mom - give me some pocket money as well, otherwise I will eat dirt this month!"

"Then I really want to see how you eat dirt. I won't give you money if you don't take pictures for me."

"Wooooow..."

Ignoring the fake crying Jin Chashu, Mrs. Jin thought for a while, went back to the desk and picked up the notebook, flipped through a few pages and found some marks in it.

This is an encrypted record that only she can understand, similar to shorthand, recording some things that happened in her memory.

But no matter how you calculate it, there is no place for this sudden 300 billion—it would be better to say that Jin Char Siu doesn’t have another sister at all.

After a few seconds of silence, after closing the notebook, Mrs. Jin let out a long breath.

After all, the world line has changed, so even if I established the golden char siew business so long in advance, I still haven't caught up?

But Mrs. Jin is Mrs. Jin after all, with a strong mind, she put the small notebook in her pocket, glanced at the handwritten words in the office, and rubbed her face with a gentle smile.

"Call my husband."

"Dialing my husband's cell phone...Hello? Wugou, what's the matter?"

"Are you done with your work?" Mrs. Jin packed up her things: "The third child said he would invite us to dinner, and we should go out early when we are done."

"Worry-free island?"

"Of course it's Worry-free Island. Isn't it a holiday tomorrow after eating? I just had a day of fun and relax. The restless one at home finally went to school to torment classmates and teachers. Isn't the world between the two of us not good?"

"Okay, okay, I'll make arrangements now, see you tonight."

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