Super Black Technology

"I don't want my future grandson to fall behind!"

This is the roar of the old man in Shanghai, and at the same time, it is also the voice of all the wealthy families in the whole world.

The world has changed and humans have changed.

In the future, old humans will be replaced by new humans.

If they still stand on their laurels, their current wealth and power will become a thing of the past. Those new human beings and new interest groups will surely step on their bones and look down on the whole world.

...

Today, in the whole world, all wealthy families are taking action and planning for the future.

U.S. Roosevelt mansion.

The leader of the Watermelon Alliance and the Governor of the Moon—Mr. Hughes is on the phone in his study, calling all the third-generation children of the family.

On the phone, as the current patriarch of the family, he issued four strict orders.

One, all newly married couples, delay pregnancy.

Second, women of the third generation of the family, whether unmarried or married, must report to the school immediately. (Noble schools have been contacted!)

Third, the marriage of a man in the future family will take the woman's knowledge as the first review condition. The higher the knowledge, the higher the priority.

As for the fourth, it is the most important and the most attractive.

Fourth, in the "re-learning", which family woman has learned the most and the best will be rewarded with a "big cucumber".

What exactly is a "big cucumber"? Is it a green light, or a bowl of water, or a pill?

have no idea!

No one knew at this point, not even Hughes.

However, this does not prevent him from offering a "big cucumber" reward. Because he believes that with his rights and wealth, Big Cucumber Technology will have its own share.

Of course, taking a step back, if he really didn't have one, he would go to Ike and ask for one.

Even if you kneel down and beg, you have to ask for a share for the newborn baby of the family.

because……

The Roosevelt family must not be left behind!

New humans will rise to replace the old ones. This is the general trend, and the Roosevelt family must seize the opportunity in this biological transformation.

China. Zhongnanhai. Office of the President of the State.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a light knock on the door. The Chinese leader, who was buried in his office, raised his head.

"Come in!"

The guard pushed open the door, then sideways out of the way.

In came the Minister of State Security of China, the Director of the Ninth Bureau of National Security of China, and...a stranger.

Seeing him, the Chinese leader immediately got up and walked towards the crowd.

Because, this stranger is a doctor!

The guard went out and closed the door for everyone.

At this time, the three men bowed to the chairman.

"You're welcome, sit down!"

The chairman asked everyone to sit down, and immediately asked the stranger, "Is she okay?"

she? who is she?

Hearing the chairman's words, the stranger quickly got up and replied respectfully: "She is in good health!"

"So, what about 'X'?"

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the entire office dropped several degrees. Outside, Zhongnanhai's bodyguards had pulled up a line of defense to prevent anyone from approaching. Not even military officers.

"'X' is also very good! Chairman, I came here this time to ask about the Big Cucumber Technology. If, if..."

The stranger was a little embarrassed, but under the watchful eye of the chairman, he still gritted his teeth and said the follow-up words.

"If possible, I hope the country can help us get a copy of 'Green Light'!"

What is the green light?

It was the magical power that turned Mrs. Henry into Pyro!

At this time, upon hearing the person's request, the Chinese chairman instantly understood.

"You want to use it for 'her'?"

The sound fell, and the three nodded at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the Chairman of China pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I understand!"

"Thank you, Chairman!" "Thank you, Chairman!" "Thank you, Chairman!"

The three bowed, got up and left...

"Telephone the 'Equatorial Fleet' and let them pay attention to the movement of the big cucumber 24 hours a day. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately!"

What is the Equatorial Fleet? The Equatorial Fleet is a pumpkin battleship and ten frigates separated from the Chinese Squadron of the Galaxy Fleet.

They are the armed forces sent by the Chinese government to protect the "Tree of Life".

Of course, the euphemistic name is - the peacekeeping fleet!

"Yes, Chairman!"

...

equatorial.

Ike didn't know about the huge changes that had taken place in the outside world. He was still staring at the cucumber seeds in a daze.

Why are you depressed?

Because, homeless ah!

"Hey, Cross, why do you think I'm so timid?"

For this kind of question, the photosphere will not answer at all.

"Hey, isn't it cheating? Why do I feel like a thief in my heart?"

"Hey - hey -"

Ike moaned over and over again.

At this moment, Agent Moulton came up and whispered: "Sir, the United States has sent information: Miss Alice is gone!"

What?

Ike was shocked and stood up suddenly.

where to go where did she go Back to England, or...

"She went to the high school attached to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and she said she would go to study again."

Of course Ike was dumb, and after a long time, he asked weakly: "Is it because of the big cucumber?"

"Yes!"

Moulton nodded heavily: "The 'Burning Man Incident' is well known, and the news media from all over the world are reporting on it these days. In addition, the daughters-in-law of the wealthy families in various countries are also forced by their families to go to school to study .”

"By the way, I heard that the former president: Mr. Obama, also let her wife into the campus, and started to study again from elementary school."

As soon as this remark came out, Ike really couldn't laugh or cry.

What is this called? Isn't Mrs. Michel in her teens?

"According to our FBI's internal intelligence: Mr. Obama wants to build his own family!"

Hearing this, Ike immediately understood.

In the United States, the word family is not casually spoken, it represents great power or wealth.

It seems that our Mr. Obama is still young and ambitious!

Well, what the hell are you trying to tell me? Now you can say it!

Ike smiled and looked at Morton, with a deep meaning in his smile.

Moulton was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Obama asked me to convey his greetings to you, and I would like to ask you one thing by the way."

"Say it!"

"He wants two big cucumbers, not shares, but... the kind of power that can make people evolve!"

What does evolution mean?

Represents the strength and longevity of biological individuals!

So why two copies?

Because one is for Obama to use for himself, and the other is for his wife. As for his two daughters...

Hehe, sorry, they are still very young, let's find another chance in the future!

After listening to Moulton's report, Ike nodded after thinking for a while.

After all, Mr Obama was very kind to himself when he was in office. I heard that he still wants to run for the next term of president, or become the governor of Mars.

"Okay, I promise!"

Hearing this, Moulton breathed a sigh of relief. The favor of the former president is not good, but fortunately, it has been repaid now.

"Sir, can you give me a specific time?" Moulton asked casually.

He doesn't believe that it takes a thousand years for a big cucumber to grow up, which is not in line with the style of a great god. A thousand years is too long, not to mention myself, even the Great God is old and dead.

The Great God would not do such a thing that the predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade.

as expected!

At this moment, a solemn voice sounded instantly:

"Time: two months later!"

What, two months?

Moulton was shocked: "So short?"

When the sound fell, there were surprise sounds everywhere.

"Really two months?"

"OH, MYGOD, quickly notify the country!"

"Report to the central government!"...

Moments later, the entire equator area was filled with telephone calls.

Seeing this scene, Ike was almost pissed off.

Fuck, you guys have bugged your surroundings again?

"Clos, check my surroundings!"

"receive!"

In the next moment, a huge metal electronic sound shook Ike's soul: "I found 18 spy satellites, 27 monitors, and 113 bugs. Among them, 25 'buttons' are buried under your feet."

Ike: "..."

Damn damn it!

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