Blackstone Code

Apart from the flash and the sound of the shutter, there was no other sound or movement in the entire scene.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and paid attention to Lynch.

Lynch stood beside the host table, pressing his hand lightly on the table, "We should control our destiny in our own hands."

"I know that many people may still be a little confused now. You will be confused as to whether it is meaningful for me to do this. You will also be confused as to whether there will really be any aliens or alien gods coming to deal with us?"

"Actually, I don't know either, but I know one truth, that is, we must be extremely careful about this world when touching it."

"Any contact with advanced civilization may be a trigger of destruction for us. In the face of advanced civilization, we are no different from the ants in the ant nest at your door."

"You wouldn't be friends with them because they're just ants, just like higher civilizations would view us."

"I don't really want to say these words. There are some guests of Nagali origin here, but I have to let you know the cruelty of the world."

"When our ancestors first set foot on this land, their thoughts were definitely not 'I want to bring stable order and prosperity here'. All they thought about was 'How much money can these efforts be sold for?' or other."

"Human beings still treat the same kind of people who are in a disadvantaged situation. How can we think that those more advanced and powerful civilizations will treat us gently and kindly?"

"Food, slaves, resources, that's how we label ourselves in their eyes."

"I am not willing to become their food, slave, or resource, so we must hold on to our own destiny tightly. Our destiny can only be controlled by ourselves."

“Perhaps some evolutionary ladies or evolutionary gentlemen may think, ‘This has nothing to do with me,’ but in fact, it has a lot to do with it.”

"Because we are all in a community of destiny, maybe from our perspective, there may be some gaps between us, but to those outsiders, there is no gap between us."

"You won't care if you lift a rock and see whether it's a rat or a bedbug lying underneath, because they all look the same to you, just like those alien civilizations that may have discovered us and are on their way. "

"We are a community of destiny, and we should unite together at all times. Only in this way can we have the strength and courage to fight against the invasion of higher civilizations!"

"What we need to do is to get more people to recognize this and join in, and you will become a new role model."

"A role model for mankind and a role model for evolvers. Everything will be proud of you!"

“Now, let’s open the voting window and start voting!”

When Lynch finished his last words, the numbers began to rotate crazily on the big screen behind him, and the cold sparks sprayed from the scene gave this moment a sacred atmosphere.

As the music sounded, Lynch left the main stage, and the artistic team began to perform on stage.

"That's right." Penny flattered, and Lynch smiled gently.

"I'll just take it as your comfort. In fact, people don't want to believe this yet."

"They are still unwilling to believe that aliens will harm us, even if they have seen the cruelty and terror of alien monsters."

"Human beings are always like this. They always behave arrogantly when faced with warnings, and they don't wake up until the last moment, but by then it's too late."

"I'm going to get something to eat."

Penny didn't continue to pester Lynch, she had her own work to do.

Now her company has obtained the management rights of almost all monsters, which has also caused dissatisfaction among some capitals. They believe that this matter should not be monopolized by Penny.

If it was the Global Communication Group that had a monopoly, then they wouldn't say anything. After all... you can't go against the strongest interest group in mankind just for a little money.

But Penny's agency is obviously not in the same group as the Global Communications Group, even though she is one of Lynch's most well-known mistresses.

Capital has its own rules. Since Lynch doesn’t want to monopolize the cake and throws it away, others should be able to share some of it.

Penny had no objection to this. After all, she got the best piece. As for the rest, it didn't matter if she gave it to others.

Moreover, some monsters have already found their own agents. Instead of offending all her peers, it is better to just let go. As long as she grabs a few of the best agency contracts, she will be able to remain invincible.

Lynch came to the cold table alone and got some food. At this moment, Mr. Responsible suddenly came over.

Mr. A leaned over here. He is living a good life now and does not want any accidents to happen to Lynch, and even actively wants to protect his safety.

The power of capital is terrifying. Even monsters can be completely corroded as long as they have reason and desire.

Lynch raised his hand to stop Mr. A from blocking him, "I believe our Mr. Responsibility will not hurt me, right?"

Mr. Responsibility's smile was so in line with the aesthetics of the Federal people that it made people associate it with words like "reliable". "Of course, Mr. Lynch, I never harm innocent people."

If he hadn't read this guy's file and learned that it had killed at least ten humans before being "captured", Lynch would have almost believed it.

"Want some lamb chops?"

“It tastes very good. I like this recipe of garlic lamb chops. It’s delicious.”

In this day and age, only the middle and upper class could still eat garlic lamb chops, and even the middle class could not eat fresh lamb chops.

The supply of purely original mutton is very small. The lamb chops and steaks that most middle-class people eat are actually synthetic meat, or a type of genetically modified meat, and are not original food.

Mr. Responsible hesitated for a moment, but picked up the tray, selected two garlic lamb chops, and stuffed them into his mouth.

After a few clicks, even the bones and meat were chewed up, and then swallowed.

It can be seen that it doesn't really want to eat this stuff, but Lynch gave it a suggestion and it did it.

In fact, many times, strength is not the key to deciding something.

"Looks like you want to talk to me."

Mr. Responsible nodded, "Can you?"

Lynch put down the plate, took the hand towel from the waiter, and wiped his hands, "Of course, why not?"

The two walked to the side, and the others naturally left them a private space. Mr. A stood not far from Lynch.

It has been staring at Mr. Responsibility, and as long as the other party makes the slightest movement, it will pounce on and tear into pieces the fool who tries to hurt Lynch.

"If nothing else happens, there is a high probability that I will be able to join this superstar team."

Mr. Responsible's opening statement was very direct. Lynch nodded, noncommittal, "It's a very confident statement."

It continued, "This team should be a closely coordinated team, because our enemies are no longer those weak fellows or human criminals, our imaginary enemies are alien monsters and alien gods."

"We should be more professional, cooperative, and well-organized."

Lynch lit a cigarette, "So what do you mean?"

"There has to be a captain!"

There is no official statement from Superstar Squad that there will be a captain here, but it is obvious that Mr. Responsibility has this idea and is very fond of this position.

It’s not surprising if you think about it. With actual control over this arguably the strongest and most popular team, it will have a higher status and greater influence in a society that is gradually centered on evolutionists. The right to speak.

Mr. Responsibility is not a stupid monster. On the contrary, it is very smart. It understands that it is difficult to fight against the company, given its current capabilities.

To say that it is the strongest, it is obvious that Mr. A, who joined the company earlier, is the strongest among all monsters, although it has never touched anyone or any monster.

But when he was stared at by it as a target, Mr. Responsible felt a kind of pressure.

Before it grows up enough to fight Mr. A, it must obey the gameplay of Lynch, the rule maker of the game.

If appropriate, strive for some of your own benefits and accelerate your own growth.

Lin Qi looked directly at it, and it looked directly at Lin Qi. It did not show any guilt or anything like that, nor did it avoid Lin Qi's gaze.

As a monster, it can control every cell of its body very well, so it is impossible to see its inner thoughts.

After almost twenty or thirty seconds, Lynch nodded twice and said, "There is nothing wrong with your idea, but who will be the captain?"

Mr. Responsibility's excited pupils were a little deformed. He forced himself to stabilize his emotions and lowered his voice, "The captain must be the strongest one, Mr. Lynch, what do you think?"

Lynch looked at it with a half-smile, "If you can convince your other companions, then you will be the captain."

Mr. Responsibility took a deep breath, "Mr. Lynch, thank you for your trust in me. I promise you that I will make the Super Star Team the first sharp blade that humans insert into the chest of alien civilization!"

Lynch patted its arm and said, "I firmly believe this too. This is why we are here."

"I agree to your request. If you give me a plan later, I will form a new department for you."

Mr. Responsible almost jumped up after hearing this, and his hair began to "float" slowly, as if encountering current in the water.

After thanking Lynch again, it took the initiative to leave. It had to talk to others about its idea of ​​becoming the captain.

Mr. A just came over at this time and hesitated to speak.

Lynch picked up the dinner plate again. He had a very good appetite now and chose some lamb chops and beef, as well as two small dinner bags. "Do you think I shouldn't agree to it?"

Mr. A nodded, "These plans show me its ambition. Maybe it will do something unexpected."

Lynch seemed very relaxed and took the initiative to comfort Mr. A, "You know what?"

"I can see destiny."

"But fate has not changed at all..."