Mystery Makes Me Strong

Sir Cross, it took some time, finally filled the big bag.

The boxes are so full that the bags are full, there are at least dozens of boxes, and it is impossible for ordinary people to drag them, let alone carry them.

However, Sir Cross easily carried it with one hand.

"Send the bag!" "Gundam" suddenly shouted.

"Send it over, it's impossible..." Jazz shook his head, and his body was standing in a corner of the collection room at this moment.

"You are looking for death!" Gao Da scolded angrily, touching his chest, "If you don't send it over, I will really press it!"

"You can press whatever you want." Jazz held the bag behind his back with a fearless look on his face.

Gundam rushed towards him immediately.

Jazz pressed a switch in the corner to let himself fall.

Immediately after a "bang", the "Gundam" exploded...

The entire collection room was also blown up to the sky.

The three members of the Destiny Club watched with tears in their eyes, unable to help themselves.

Bracken cried even more.

"Fool, the jazz is gone, why are you blowing yourself up? You ran away with two alien boxes in your arms!" Dr. Stein cursed when he saw this scene.

The other three held back their tears.

However, the doctor was soon slapped in the face. After the gunpowder smoke passed, under a concrete slab in the collapsed storage room, the scarred body of "Gundam" was exposed. He was holding three boxes under him, and his body was still wrapped with explosives. .

It turned out that the person who just activated the explosion mechanism was not him, but that Sir!

Apparently the explosives he used were very reliable, and if he didn't activate them himself, no matter how big an external explosion was, he wouldn't be able to detonate them.

This is why he survived.

In other words, that jazz would rather destroy all the aliens in his room than let outsiders snatch and use them!

"Damn it, bastard, that damned Sir, why did he do this? We took away the alien species to protect more people, he can escape by himself, but he can't destroy them!" Bracken roared completely incomprehensible.

"Yeah, this damn guy, he just destroyed at least 40 or 50 precious xenomorphs. They are xenogeneic species, each of which is a priceless treasure!" Birch smashed hard on the floor.

Father Maple snorted fiercely.

Dr. Stein didn't answer. After all, the slap in the face just now hurt a bit, and now he is embarrassed to use another title of Ph.D. in economics to pretend to be aggressive.

He can only comfort himself. He spends too much time on scientific research. Although he has been rewarded and activated the alien species early on, he has never practiced specially, and his eyesight is not much better than that of ordinary people. .

In fact, he originally wanted to refuse to activate the alien species before, but considering that he could spend more lifespan in research, he agreed to activate it.

In the end, Father Maple scolded: "Don't be surprised, this is their nature. They would rather dump the milk to maintain their own profits and market prices than give it to the poor. Maybe they have other economic interests. reasons, but no matter how many reasons there are, when a society chooses to waste food rather than divide it equally among the hungry, it has a problem!"

"Yeah," Dr. Stein finally woke up from the embarrassment, and chimed in, "These guys are always like this, blow up the alien species, they can continue to maintain their unique status, but if they are given to us, it will cause them Their own status has declined, so they would rather destroy it than give it to us."

"And they have to say that it's theirs and they're free to destroy it."

The three nodded silently.

"What are you so busy nodding your head for? Hurry up and save people!" the doctor yelled.

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Gundam was rescued and returned.

Thanks to the deepening of the invasion of the mysterious world, his own resistance to various physical attacks has also greatly increased, otherwise, he would not have survived the explosion just now.

As for why he was blown into a coma, it was naturally because the mysterious power was released when the alien species was destroyed in the explosion.

"It's a pity, I saw at least thirty-four alien species turned into fly ash in my eyes..." He said with difficulty while lying on a hospital bed in the small town hospital.

"It's okay, at least we found three more aliens in this operation, and it also proved that some aliens are already very corrupt. They are not as intelligent as we imagined, and even become paralyzed because of their greed for pleasure." Old Maple Dad comforted me.

Gao Da nodded and fell into a deep sleep.

"Okay, let's create three more aliens."

"No, Dad, didn't you say that the different species share? We should take out these three and share them with everyone, and those who can live will live." Birch suddenly said.

"Well, well, it's like this. What I mean by manufacturing is to choose the most capable people to activate." Father Maple nodded.

Dr. Stein glanced at the old maple tree with a playful smile in his eyes.

Many people can share joys and sorrows, and even die together, but in the glory and wealth, they turn against each other.

He has seen this kind of thing a lot.

The four of them were about to walk out of the ward, but they were blocked by a group of people.

Leading the way were two red-robed priests, followed by a group of blue-robed priests. It seemed that the red-robed priests belonged to the high-level priests, and the blue-robed priests belonged to the junior priests.

"It's you who ruined the special dance we gave to the construction workers of the Colossus God!" A red robe cursed loudly.

"What are you talking about, we didn't do anything."

Father Maple defended himself.

He really didn't expect that the boat would capsize in the gutter and fall on top of this group of unknown priests.

"Hmph, the workers in this jazz manor are rehearsing a mechanical dance for the colossus, but you have hypnotized them, making them lose their original inspiration, and now the rehearsal dance has become a mess!" The red robe took out a document, which read Densely signed.

It was only then that Father Maple remembered that the only loophole in the whole plan was that strong man and his strange construction machine dance.

He branded each other mentally, but instead of stopping them from rehearsing dances, he let them go about their business as usual.

Now it seems that this kind of branding will destroy people's normal thinking and make the original inspiration disappear.

In addition, he also thinks that this kind of messy mechanical dance, no matter how poorly rehearsed, will not attract much attention, after all, normal people can't appreciate this kind of thing at all.

It's something that kids would watch...

He naturally didn't know that behind the Colossus God was a child.

This is the end.

"Are you going to rush out?" Birch whispered.

"No, we are not their opponents. That colossus is very powerful, even the people in the south are not its opponents. Its priests are also very powerful." Father Maple has more information.

The news that the members of the Sovereign Society wanted to unify the Americas, but were beaten back halfway has already spread.

People from the Sovereign Society will definitely not spread it, but people from the Colossus State are actively promoting it to promote the power of the Colossus and highlight how wise their decision to relocate here is.

The four were escorted away by the priests.

Fortunately, these priests were very civilized and did not use violence against them.

And the injured Gundam became the only one who escaped punishment.

The priests just glanced at him and ignored him.

This made the other four people heave a sigh of relief.