The Death Knell

After playing at Kama Taj for almost an hour, Gu Yi taught Death how to fish, and everyone had snacks together in the pavilion next to the lotus pond before Su Ming set off again with Death.

The destination this time is Tianhuan Base. Since the plan is about to be launched, Lao Zheng has to say hello and see what he is planning in the office.

After entering the gate of the Sky Fortress, the journey was smooth. The staff here were all familiar with Deathstroke. They would say hello when they met and looked at him like an idol. Who knows what kind of propaganda Lao Zheng gave them.

The Weather Witch took Deathstroke and the two of them to the door of the director's office. She said goodbye and left. Su Ming knocked on the door and entered.

As soon as the door was opened, a stream of white smoke spurted out from behind the door like a giant dragon soaring, choking Death so much that he covered his little nose and kept blinking.

"Hey, Brother Zheng, are you setting up the furnace in the office again? Or are you going to ascend in the daytime?" The death knell changed to Chinese, and he walked into the office with witty words, and kept twirling his hands in front of him: "You are responsible for purchasing Did the staff get kickbacks? Why didn’t the fan work when I replaced it?”

"Haha, brother, you are here." Zheng Xian's voice came from behind the smoke. He shook away the surrounding smoke, revealed his figure, and turned on the ventilation fan with the remote control: "Don't I have wronged my subordinates. We are not S.H.I.E.L.D., they are all about money, our good guys come to work for the Spear because of their beliefs."

Su Ming sat on the sofa. This antique sofa had not been replaced since the 1950s. He smiled and shook his head and said:

"Come on, if it wasn't for the Divine Spear Bureau to allocate houses, who would be willing to be an agent? The nature of the job is shady. Let's not talk about it for now. I came here just to talk about what happened before, and it's settled today."

The Great Space Navigation Plan and the death knell will drag all mankind into the space age. This has been said for a long time.

"Oh? It's quite sudden, but we have been prepared for a long time. The Divine Spear Bureau has sent 50,000 people, led by Professor Xu. They are waiting for your spaceship." Zheng Xian walked to the desk to get a thermos bottle, using a white porcelain jar After making tea for Deathstroke, he was only slightly stunned when he heard that the great voyage plan would be launched today.

It's a good thing, there's nothing to worry about, Deathstroke can make the decision.

"Today I will let the Wilson Group announce the popularization of the manned space program and start selling various small spacecraft tomorrow. As for our subordinates, we will hit the road tonight. The first stop will be Alpha Centauri. Is that okay?"

Deathstroke raised his hand and used the light ring to project a star map, roughly marking the destination.

The Spear Bureau will establish its first colony there, and then begin to receive real space survival training, and then use that planet as a starting point to expand and explore outwards.

Moreover, the teachers are also readily available. The Nuvali people have already started to help build the cosmic zoo. They just throw in the people from the Divine Spear Bureau and let them study and help with the work at the same time. They only need to take care of their meals every day.

"Hey, if you tell me this, I can't understand it either."

Zheng Xian walked over and handed the tea cup to Death Knell. When the smoke subsided slightly, he realized that Death had no sense of existence, but he continued to smile and said:

"I'm just a rough guy who practices martial arts. I don't know anything about the star map. It knows me, but I don't know it. If you think it's good, then that's it. But if you treat us like this, won't there be problems in the United States?"

Deathstroke's company headquarters is in the United States. Zheng Xian has never been there, but he still knows the basic information.

When Deathstroke came to China alone and wanted to participate in the Anti-Japanese War, he had sent people to investigate.

"There will be no problem, because I have money and the biggest fists." Deathstroke handed the tea cup to Death and asked her to taste the special 'high end' tea. He smiled and replied: "In the worst case, I will organize people to launch a referendum. Let every state in the United States be independent."

"Can it still be like this?" Zheng Xian was shocked. If Deathstroke had such a plan, it meant that he thought it was really feasible.

"Of course, but there is actually no need." Su Ming watched the death around him spit out tea leaves, and his face wrinkled again, feeling very funny: "When the age of the universe truly comes, human beings will interact with aliens every day. When people interact with each other, they will naturally unite together unconsciously.”

Why do humans fight among themselves? To put it bluntly, it is still necessary to carry out involution when resources are limited. Once there is external pressure, it is still easy for similar people to unite.

Aliens don't care about your skin color or gender. They will only see a new race that has entered the universe, humans.

By then, everyone will be the object of discrimination by advanced civilizations, and who will have the heart to engage in involution? It’s better to work hard to improve yourself and get involved with aliens.

Of course, Su Ming can also use the method used in the Monster Universe to create a crisis that unites people, and first conduct a round of 'screening' using biohazard on the earth.

However, the alien threat in the universe already exists, so there is no need for him to be the bad guy anymore.

"Well, I seem to be old. The future depends on you young people." Zheng Xian brought another cup of tea. He looked at death with emotion: "I will stay on earth and help everyone take care of their home."

"The earth doesn't need you to look after the house. There is Kama Taj. You are not old at all. You should go to the universe to explore more. Then you can find an alien wife." He took out his cigarette again and threw one to Lao Zheng. Deathstroke winked at him narrowly.

Yes, Zheng Xian is about the same age as Monaco, but he also spends all his time on his career and is also an old bachelor.

"Go, go, you are such a person. When you talk about serious things, you always suddenly become unserious." Zheng Xian rolled his eyes, then lit the cigarette and took a puff: "Come on, I'll invite you out for a meal." Lamb, please introduce to me who this girl is."

"I won't eat today. I'm busy. We had eaten in Bombay before." Deathstroke stood up and declined Comrade Director's kindness. He silently informed the adjutant to prepare for transmission: "Besides, this is not my sister. It is the embodiment of the concept of death, and I am taking her to visit human society."

Death just smiled, and she didn't speak. The main reason was that she talked too much with Gu Yi before, and now her throat hurts. Moreover, the high-end tea was too bad to drink, and her mouth was full of dregs.

"I see...wait a minute, you said you were eating in Bombay? It's the Bombay of Asan Kingdom, isn't it a place name from an alien planet?" Zheng Xian's attention was not on the right track, and he had a strange expression. Seeing Deathstroke nodding, he said with emotion: "It's really that one... I'm convinced. Brother, I'm really convinced by you. You are so brave. Are those things for people to eat?"

If nothing else, he only suspected that Deathstroke was abusing the girl in disguise.

"If a beautiful woman wants to experience human life, it is natural for her to see where the lower limit of human food is." Su Ming was confident. He waved his hand to indicate to Lao Zheng that he didn't need to give it away: "Okay, you don't understand even after I told you, so just Just wait for the adjutant’s notice in the evening and let’s go.”

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