Ultra-tech mall in the city

Chapter 114 Neutral Nation

The leader of the Spy organization far away in Batty finally received the news he wanted.

"Hurry up and ask someone to identify them. What are these things? What kind of instruments are they? They may research something with these things. Hurry up and find someone to analyze. I need the fastest time to get the results .” Staring at the progress of photo loading, Button was somewhat dissatisfied.

The invited research institute stared blankly at the photos on the screen: "Your Excellency Barton, I need to confirm one thing. Are you sure that these things are really used by Yanhuang to study the Yingying Mars Base? The relevant personnel pointed to the flat bottom on it. The pot asked in disbelief.

"Of course, don't doubt the capabilities of our dispatched personnel." Barton didn't even look at the photo the researcher pointed to.

If that's the case, I can only say that Yanhuang is the most terrifying and greatest nation I have ever seen, or that this frying pan contains such an incredible technological secret..."

"Frying pan? Barton was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at the frying pan that appeared on the screen. His expression was a bit unnatural: "This was an accident, so the previous information should be fine."

Turning around and looking at the secretary: "You go and ask what's going on? Why did you give such irrelevant things? Have you forgotten all the things you gave him? If there are some useless things, He won't come back."

"Is it these things? The photos on the screen were turned over chapter by chapter. The researchers kept zooming in and out of the photos of the instruments, recording some of the features above and the placement of the corresponding tools, so as to study, some Possibilities are extremely future development directions.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he kept thinking, and finally sighed helplessly: "Sorry Mr. Button, I didn't intend to say that your agent is incompetent, but the situation is really bad. From my point of view, this is a group of Broken, Mr. Barton, these instruments are all things that we have eliminated many years ago. With these things, we will have a long way to go to develop the so-called Firefly Mars base! And some things are not at all Used to study Firefly Mars"

Fang Hua, who was about to fall asleep just now, broke out in a cold sweat when asked by his secretary. When he accidentally cleaned the cafeteria, he felt that the frying pan was similar to that in the game. He took two photos, but unexpectedly sent them...

Hearing the secretary's tone, the matter seemed serious, and he suddenly had an idea: "Please tell Barton that the existence of the frying pan is very important. Although this frying pan looks ordinary, it is a high-tech tool. With this one pot, you can make delicious food in a harsh environment! At critical moments, you can resist the danger from the outside world, and when necessary, you can throw it away and blow up people to death.” For this matter, let’s put things first He didn't dare to tell Barton that he wasn't even counted as an employee now, even if he fooled around.

"Okay, we've learned about this matter." Barton's secretary will soon tell Barton what happened, which immediately attracted attention.

From the newly dropped photo, I began to study carefully. For such an unknown product, it is necessary to be vigilant. An ordinary frying pan in the company suddenly became mysterious under the bragging of this half-baked intruder.

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In the dead of night, an old and weak voice of rapid prayer came from the solemn church. This was an old man who was rotten. His illness had made his body weak, and his nearly exhausted body was no longer enough to support his long prayers.
The faithful priest stepped forward to support the seemingly ordinary but not ordinary old man: "Master, you should rest!"

The old man raised his head and looked at the huge statue that he had paid homage to. His eyes revealed tranquility and serenity. His old cheeks were full of wrinkles, and the ditches formed by his skin were turning black. The god of death was already waving to him: " The Lord is looking at me from above, and I can feel it every time I pray devoutly, and the Lord tells me in a unique way that I will soon be free from disease and enjoy happiness and peace.”

The priest also looked at the statue of God above, and asked hesitantly, "Master, do you think there is really a god in this world?"

"Son, are you confused? As a clergyman, the Lord does not welcome believers like you. If it was the glorious age, what awaits you will be the final judgment, and you will be regarded as unsteady." The rebels were burned in the flames."

The priest's words made the priest shiver suddenly and his face turned pale.

The old priest looked at the priest's somewhat confused eyes kindly and said, "My child, let me ask you one question after another. If one day the world is on the verge of destruction and human beings fall into pessimism and despair, they find that nothing can get them out of the predicament. What will you do?"

"What will they do... The priest lowered his head and looked at the ground, then at the high sky, and finally locked his eyes on the statue, and there was a trace of piety in his confused eyes: "I believe that God will save kind people! "

The leader looked at the priest with soft eyes: "God... is the last hope in people's hearts. Because there is God, there is hope..."

The priest nodded suddenly, as if he had realized something, and helped the leader to leave the silent church.

For two whole days, after looking at a hundred envelopes, Wang Mazi delivered them to the post office. The staff at the post office looked at each letter in surprise. Many of the names on them were familiar to him: "Sir, do you confirm that these letters Do you want to give them?"

"Yes! This is your tip" took out a few dollars and handed it to the staff. This is an unwritten rule here. Tips are a kind of remuneration for extra services!One hundred emails is enough to keep the staff busy for a while, which is a must.

"Thank you! You are so generous." The staff did not have any doubts and concentrated on their work.

Looking at a hundred mails and being stamped with stamps one by one, Wang Mazi's nervous palms sweated. Sending letters to a hundred rich and powerful people is so exciting and super exciting that he doesn't even know that he is in a trance. When did it come out of the post office!

"Boss...everything has been set up for a hospital here according to your instructions, and all the emails have been sent according to your instructions," said he obviously hesitated for a moment and then continued in a weak voice' I don't know if the boss doesn't know if you can come here... I'm a little uncertain."

Tianci knew what Wang Mazi was worried about. It was nothing more than worrying about some things after the rich man came. Wang Mazi didn't know his own means at all. Mazi would go without saying anything, and he was also afraid that Wang Mazi's messy words would mess things up in the end.

(End of this chapter)