Mystery Makes Me Strong

Several directors heard this, looked at each other on the screen, and sighed slightly.

After a long time, Director Xing said: "The heterogeneity is the confrontation with the human heart. The previous strategies are ineffective on the heterogeneity. Ordinary people are far better than the individual. The order of the collective can fight against the disorder of the individual. But the heterogeneity , but it can create a situation where the individual is far superior to the collective. And the current situation reinforces that. We need to step up monitoring and be prepared."

"That's why we need to vigorously develop technology and reduce the influence of aliens. The change in the general environment is indeed strengthening aliens. This is caused by the fusion of the two worlds. It cannot be solved by our efforts. It seems that we have to Concentrate resources and pile up your own fists." Another Director Wang said.

"Yes, we must follow the line with the point and control the surface with the line. If we persevere, we will definitely survive the new changes." Director An agreed very much.

"In the past, the conditions were so bad, and we could get through it. It doesn't make sense that we have so many resources now, but we can't make it through."

"That's right, you must persevere, and you will win in the end. Everyone must live forever and live forever."

"Go away, I'm already one hundred and sixty years old."

"Ha ha."

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After returning home from the district headquarters, Wen Rensheng thought about it and established a spiritual connection with the big cat.

Such a big news suddenly appeared, and he wanted to see the situation of the outside world.

When I opened my eyes, it was still the departure camp in South America.

It's been a protracted battle.

This is the reality, it is impossible to decide the winner within a day or two.

Shaking his body, he found the budgerigar who was in a daze in a lounge, his eyes were dull.

Wen Rensheng knew at a glance that the other party was offline... That's how a puppet is.

He wakes him up rudely—grabs him, throws him in the air, spins him around three and a half times, and puts him back on the couch.

When the parrot's eyes lit up, he asked, "What's the latest battle report?"

"It's been very quiet these days, but according to the insider news from the McCanns, they are planning a big operation. It seems to be revenge for the last attack. The specific content is not clear. It can only be from the mobilization of personnel and materials. It was speculated. After being attacked last time, they conducted an internal cleanup and replaced some of the key figures we developed through God's Descend." The parrot replied.

The big cat nodded, and then said: "In the past two days, there has been a disaster of city extinction in Nanzhu, do you know it?"

"I know a thing or two, and it was done by some ignorant guys. It should be the local alien circle in Nanzhu." The parrot said indifferently.

"Is it just like that? I thought it was the prelude to revenge by the McCanns." Wen Rensheng said casually.

"Oh, I understand what you mean. They want to mess up Nanzhu, and then affect us? It is very likely that they suffered a lot from the last loss. This is their specialty. We will use animal puppets, and they will use Power puppets..." The budgerigar was thoughtful.

Tang Mao's speculation is very reasonable. If the chaos in Nanzhu reaches a certain level, the members of the Sovereign Society will also be sent home to guard. After all, although they are a private organization, they also have the obligation to guard the land.

This is drawing from the bottom of the pot, forcing them to weaken their overseas investment, and then come to the fatal blow.

Disperse the enemy and concentrate on yourself. These McCanns have never been conservative in learning tactics.

"That's right, so be careful about everything. This is a three-dimensional world, and there are connections everywhere." Wen Rensheng reminded.

"Well, I will report your conjecture and let them prepare in advance." The parrot agreed.

Now that the situation is tilting towards them, they certainly don't want to fall short.

After all, in the tug-of-war, only the funds and materials consumed are huge numbers.

If you can't take down the whirlpool door, it will all become a sunk cost.

This is why it is easy to start a war but difficult to end it.

After talking with the parrot for a few more words, Wen Rensheng controlled the big cat to go back to his lounge and continue to wait.

After breaking away from the big cat's contact, Wen Rensheng leaned on the sofa and let his mind go.

The dark clouds in the sky have begun to cover.

He faintly felt the danger coming.

Fruit of blood, promotion, sacrifice...

The war of the McCanns, the temporary advantage of the Sovereign Society, and the upcoming big plan.

All kinds of clues were like a mess in his mind, one after another, and finally sorted out.

Yes, the truth should be that.

Wen Rensheng clenched his fist.

It's just that although he knew the truth, he couldn't stop it.

After all, it is not a local area, and it is inconvenient for him to go out and intervene.

He could only call director an and raise his concerns.

"Director, I have a worry. If people outside are unscrupulous, use the vortex door to promote a certain alien, and pile it to the point where it can no longer be piled up, do you have a plan?"

Yes, that was his worry.

In fact, this is obvious at a glance. In the face of power, human life is really worthless, no matter in the past, present, or even in the future.

Director An didn't speak for a while, and then said: "Your worries are already in our consideration. I can disclose it to you a little bit, and we have corresponding measures."

"If that's the case, then I can feel a little relieved." Wen Rensheng said on the phone.

"Well, if you're interested... Forget it, I understand your temperament, and it's impossible for you to join such a harsh plan." Director An stopped persuading him halfway through his speech.

Such a state is quite good, but if they get too close, they will easily stab each other.

"I understand what you mean, I'd rather be more comfortable." Of course, Wen Rensheng heard the other party's subtext, hoping that he would join a certain superman-making plan and become a mainstay or something.

However, he definitely can't agree, because his way is different from those people.

"Oh well."

The two hung up the phone.

Wen Rensheng leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and then conveyed this worry to the parrot through the big cat.

As a result, the latter said not to worry, they were already prepared.

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Half a month later, Wen Rensheng's worries became reality.

South America Departure Camp.

The budgerigar hurriedly found the big cat, and while it was on standby, it also performed a three-and-a-half-week spin in the air, abruptly waking Wen Rensheng out of his sleep, and had to connect to his own puppet.

"What happened?" Big Cat rubbed his eyes, surprised.

"Something happened, the McCanns sent super soldiers! We beat our patrolling puppet animals to pieces, and we are no longer able to stand." The parrot panicked.

"Didn't I remind you before? You told me not to worry." Wen Rensheng said in surprise.

"However, we didn't expect that the time would go back to the 18th century, and the slave trade appeared again... We have always sent people to watch the whirlpool gates in Sanan and Nanzhu, and are always ready to destroy any sacrificial acts. Unexpectedly, they He actually transported people to the northern territory and did it himself." Parrot said helplessly.

"What? How dare they do something that breaks the bottom line in their own land? Aren't they afraid of collapse?" Wen Rensheng was taken aback.

Not to mention that the parrot couldn't think of it, neither could he.

Ordinarily, this kind of dirty work, like those pharmaceutical factories in the previous life, was done outside, not at home.

But now, for the sake of safety, the opponent actually started the slave trade. Needless to say, it was probably a trade disguised by submarines and oil tankers, so as to escape the attention of the Sovereign Society.

"That's right, no matter how long our arms and legs are, it's impossible to extend to the land of the Macan people in the north. They finally created a superman." The budgerigar sighed, as if his son had died.