90,000 Years of Longevity

"That bastard, does he really think he is that awesome? He actually refused to negotiate?"

The U.S., Area 51.

Boom!

The white-haired old man who was the Area Chief of Area 51 slammed the communicator to the ground, making a bang, and cursing at the same time.

"The signal has been connected but they refused to negotiate, and we can nothing to do with that. Sir, what should we do next? The U.S. official side has urged us several times and asked us to come up with an idea."

A person besides the old man whispered.

"Idea? Do those people eat shit? Weren't they all the elites of the country before? Now, they want to ask for my idea?" The white-haired old man was really angry.

The man next to him lowered his head, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched gently, "Sir, before, the U.S. official side had always focused on our Area 51, but this time, the incident has exceeded their scope of processing and the outcomes of Japan have already explained the problem. Those officials do not dare to mess around without sufficient confidence, after all, they still have to be considerate of the citizens of the United States as a whole."

"Continue to try to connect to the ship. I must personally talk to Ye Bei or the Old Immortal. Speaking of the Old Immortal, I personally went to China and met him decades ago. But, damn yes, that guy hid so well. At first, I just thought he was a little weird and couldn't see through. I didn't expect that behind him, there was still another person, that person turned out to be Sheng Bei." The face of the white-haired old man turned black as soon as he thought of this while roaring.

In fact, he did this because he wanted to conceal his inner fear.

"Sir, since you and the Old Immortal have met before, is it possible to get in touch with that Ye Bei through the Old Immortal?"

The person next to him whispered a suggestion.

The white-haired old man shook his head and his eyes were cold, "This possibility is too small. I have an enmity with the Old Immortal. In the beginning, our Area 51 was conducting an experiment. At that time, it was also the time when the war broke out. So after taking advantage of Japan, the people in Japan arrested many Chinese people and we directly carried out live experiments on them. Later, the research institute was destroyed by the Old Immortal, and all the materials were taken away by him. I personally went over in order to resolve that matter, however, I still underestimated the strength of the Old Immortal..."

Having said this, a vicious look appeared in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he did not continue.

At that time, he was driven out directly from China by Wang An.

He was even forced to sign a humiliating treaty not allowing entry into China for a hundred years.

However, he did not want to mention the inside story for the time being.

"In that case, we have only another way. The ship is about to land from Boston, and Boston is a modern city. There are many audio types of equipment that can be borrowed. Our technology can directly control those and force your voice to be played through the speaker for communication. At the same time, we can also capture the sound source through Ye Bei's mouth and microsound waves, so that communication and negotiation can also be carried out." The person next to him continued.

After hearing this, the white-haired old man nodded gently, "This method is not bad! We can try. Immediately arrange to get all the amplification equipment in Boston ready, and once the ship enters the sound wave range, it will be connected immediately. "

"Yes, sir."

The man next to him suddenly became serious.

After saying this, he left quickly.

...

The response speed in Area 51 was very fast.

Here, not only weapons were leading the world, but various technologies were also leading the world for decades.

The same was true for computer technology.

It only took less than ten seconds before the entire Boston's sound reinforcement and sound output devices were all controlled by Area 51. As long as Area 51 was willing, they could use those devices to spread out any sound.

...

"Sir, everything is ready. When the sound wave device in Boston is controlled together, the volume generated can be transmitted several kilometers away. Now, you only need to speak into this microphone, and your voice will be able to manifest on to the ship!"

In less than twenty seconds, the man walked back again with a microphone.

Then he respectfully handed the microphone to the white-haired old man.

Inside the room, there was also a big screen.

What was on it was the picture on the ship.

"On the technician side, the ship has been sonically screened, then their voices can also be processed through technology, and transmitted to this side through the microphone's headset." The person continued.

"Very well."

The gray-haired old man nodded, quite satisfied with the efficiency this time.

...

Boston.

As the ship gradually flew over the city, some people hid in the house and dared not come out.

But there were also many people who madly came out.

Some stood on the street, some on the terrace, some on the car... but without exception, everyone was looking into the distance.

Many people also shouted along the way.

"Coming!"

"When I watched the live broadcast and the news before, I always felt unreal. Say, can a ship really fly? What is this principle? Is it really the power of God?"

"How do I know, keep watching."

"No matter what, we are now witnessing miracles."

"Damn, hurry up bro..."

The people who were very courageous and walked out of the house to watch, shouted one by one.

But there was a sudden burst of uproar in the whole city as a harsh metallic sound appeared.

The voice stretched very long.

"Argh…"

Many citizens, after hearing the sound, covered their ears tightly with their hands, showing an expression of pain.

"What happened?"

"Is this from the ship..."

"This voice is too sharp."

When covering their ears, many people turned their eyes around and shouted, trying to find the source of the sound.

Unfortunately, no one could answer them.

Instead, as a few more seconds passed, a loud voice suddenly rushed from all directions.

"Mr. Sheng Bei, I think we can have a good chat before you step into our country..."

That voice was thick, hoarse, and with a strong aura, but the tone of this sentence had also contained the threat.

When this voice fell, the citizens of Boston were dumbfounded.

First of all, the sound was too loud. Secondly, everyone understood that the voice was speaking to the person in the flying ship...

All of sudden, those citizens felt that the blood was beginning to burn.