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"Mr. Fisher, Mr. Fisher! Please wait!"

Fisher, who originally just wanted to go downstairs for a coffee and a cake, looked at the woman hurriedly running towards him, giving him a headache.

Christine is still Christina. This woman is the female reporter who had sex with Stark before. To be honest, Fisher didn't know that this CNN female reporter didn't stick to Stark and came to do it for herself. What an interview.

"What's the matter, Ms. Christina!" Fisher took the coat in his hand and pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

"A latte, and another chocolate mousse!" Fisher snapped his fingers at the shop owner, "I'll take care of the lady in the back, let her order it herself!"

"Thank you, but my name is not Christina, it's Christine!" The female reporter put down her bag, pulled out her chair and sat opposite Fisher.

"Ok Christina, no problem Christina!"

"Let's skip this topic, Mr. Fisher, are you agreeing to my interview?"

"Will you keep squatting down if you don't promise?" Fisher first took a bite of the small biscuits brought by the waiter.

"I have to apologize to you first. Not long ago, I mocked you for being a dead businessman covered in blood!"

"This is not necessary, I am!" Fisher said lightly.

"But the Titans have saved hundreds of thousands of civilians from war in the Middle East, and just yesterday, you protected a refugee camp from a missile attack!"

"These people will soon be hired by the Titans to produce a lot of goods for us, and they need only a small salary! And we pay only a little bread and mineral water that the US military does not eat. !"

A tic-tac-toe slowly appeared on Kristin's forehead, and she wondered how Fisher's poisonous mouth could be so big.

"Because from childhood to adulthood, my fists are bigger than others! I was the president of the student council in elementary school, and the president of the student council in high school. When I got to college, I joined a fraternity. Only a backer can be so arrogant!" Fisher showed a kind smile.

Just kidding, although his psychic powers haven't been developed much, it's still okay to carefully perceive the thoughts of ordinary people like female reporters who have not been trained. I think Fisher used this trick to get a lot of orders. Business associates say he can see right through the hearts of others.

"Okay, next question, will you shut down the weapons department? Like Mr. Stark!"

"Won't!"

"Can you tell me why?"

"The precision lathes that process missiles can also make rockets, and the rolling mills that make aircraft carrier hulls can also be used to make space station shells. The arms trade provides the giant with a steady stream of funds, which are in turn used by the giants to develop new technologies, aerospace, Exoskeleton, for the giant, the arms are just a springboard, an engine that propels the giant forward!"

"Outer space?" Kristin was a little surprised. "Is it too early to enter outer space, or is the current technology immature?"

"Immature? Ms. Christine, NASA was able to send people to the moon in the last century, you tell me the technology is immature now? Deep space is a treasure waiting for us to develop, but unfortunately, our human eyes are always On this third of the earth's acre!"

"It's hard to imagine that the giant has these plans, so what are your plans for the future?"

"This is a commercial secret, but I can tell you one thing, we are going to build a mass accelerator in Florida!"

After confirming that Fisher's words were not a joke, Christine really realized that the big boss of the giant was playing a big game, and it was Fisher's subsequent words that made her shudder.

"Whether they agree or not, a new round of arms race has begun!"

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How to put it, one of the main reasons why Fisher wants to start this wave of arms race is that his star torch has been fully charged. The new world also means new opportunities. At this moment, everything about this world has been left behind by him.

"Kate, I'm going to take a month's leave. The company's affairs are fully handed over to you. If there is any problem, leave it to the shepherd!"

"But..." Kate wanted to say something, but Fisher had already hung up the phone.

"Ah, ah, ah!" At this moment, the female secretary wanted to hang Fisher under the Falcon gunboat, but the dog man didn't tell the truth except that I came in. The last time she disappeared like this for three months, she was in a hurry to mobilize the ghost team to go to the Amazon rainforest to see if Fisher was swallowed by the python, but now she came out again, and she didn't say what she was doing. If you want to change to another company, he has long been empty, that is, the team and shareholders of the giant are all his people, so it is okay for Fisher to disappear for a while.

In fact, Fisher didn't want to do this either, but he was not a time controller, so he couldn't freeze the time of this world, but fortunately, he found that no matter where he went, the flow rate of the main world was always ten to one.

Weapons, first aid kit, compressed dry food, Fisher carefully checked the accompanying bag he brought, and he was relieved after confirming that it was correct. You must know that his current strength is not up to the physical body to resist bullets, so the first aid kit is very necessary. When he first wore it for the first time, he didn't bring anything because he had no experience. As a result, he appeared on a battlefield in the past and was shot. A stray bullet.

Since then, Fisher has long remembered that the materials that should be prepared will not fall. Anyway, as a psionicist, he can throw items in the subspace, and it is the one with unlimited capacity. The only restriction on storage is His storage of items will consume psychic energy, and the bigger the object, the more psychic energy will be spent, so at present, he can hold on to a light weapon or something, and don’t think about big guys like tanks and planes.

Packing up, Fisher stopped a taxi and asked the driver to take him to an abandoned manor on the outskirts of Washington.

"Hey man, it's been deserted for years, where are you going?" the black driver of the car, chewing gum, looked in the rearview mirror at the wrapped tight Fisher, who was wearing a baseball cap , Wearing a field jacket and wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face, he looked very uncomfortable.

"It's one hundred, you just need to send me there, then shut your mouth, don't ask questions, it's yours!"

"Okay!" Brother Hei looked at the big bill, gulped his saliva, and then said: "No problem, you know, we black people have the strictest mouths, don't worry, I'll just pretend I haven't seen you today, No matter who asks, it's like this!" Said, the driver also hammered his chest with great force, expressing that he was very reliable.

"Hopefully!" Fisher shoved the banknotes through the cab's partition window.

The black driver took the $100 bill, closed his mouth immediately, and started the car quietly, while turning off the hip-hop music in the car.

After sending Fisher to the destination, the driver looked at Fisher who disappeared in the manor, and said, "Damn, I shouldn't have pulled a killer! This is so cool, I must tell me. grandmother!"

Fisher didn't know that this black brother had made up his mind so much. This manor was a safe house he secretly built. The owner is a black Mexican-American gay. He likes vegetarianism. He is currently practicing in Iceland. Of course, the owner I don't actually exist, but all kinds of information do exist, and you can even check the flight and seat number he took from the aviation control bureau.

The reason for this safe house is mainly because he can't tell others about crossing the world, and Fisher is not sure whether he will bring some viruses or some alien monsters back, so he specially prepared A complete set of decontamination equipment and defense systems.

After entering the manor, Fisher did not go to the main building of the manor, but went directly to the tool room behind the main building. The entrance to the safe house is here.

After pupil scanning, fingerprint scanning and voiceprint confirmation, the floor of the tool room sank slowly, revealing a row of stairs.

Thinking that in order to build this safe house, Fisher did not dare to hire an engineering team. The space inside was dug out by himself, and then he took the renovation project as a test question for the recruitment examination and handed it over to Lai Giant to apply for the job. and selected the best design from them, and then the designer was arranged to Mali, Africa, where the giants contracted the logistical support of the coalition forces there, and now the designer can dance the local folk dance very proficiently.

"Okay, start recording now, Fisher Adams' third crossing!" Fisher threw his backpack into the subspace, picked up a camera and placed it in the center of the room, facing him, the previous crossing He also set up the camera, but nothing was captured. The camera seemed to be directly burned by strong radiation. This time, he changed to a radiation-proof one to see how he disappeared.

After everything was ready, Fisher stood in the center of the room and closed his eyes silently. In his mind, the star torch that shone with golden light became brighter and brighter, and then a golden lightning burst out, leaving a room behind. After the smell of ionization burnt, Fisher disappeared into the room.

Nausea, dizziness, chest tightness, this is how Fisher felt at the moment, he opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a blank starry sky. The golden psychic flame wrapped around Fisher's body and slowly disappeared into this nothingness.

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"Long Live Mars!"

This was the first sentence Fisher heard when he opened his eyes, who had not yet realized where he was.