Yiren's non-human chat group

Namiren: "Guys, big news!!!"

Xiao Tailang: "What's going on? What's going on? The earth exploded, or the world was destroyed. Uェ*U"

Alien Xiao: "Hey, is it ETO attacking your Marinaya base? Or the Sahara underground city? Or the Moon Workshop? Do you want me to lend you a genetic explosive? I guarantee that the base will not be damaged in any way. (~~

)"

Pai Daxiao: "What's going on? Is there a shortage of supplies? I have enough. –_–"

Xiao Yishu: "Eat melon."

Mao Yiren: "Eat melon.--"

Panda Ren: "Eat melon.｜д)"

Namiren: "What are you guys talking about? According to the information received by the auxiliary aircraft, 'Von Neumann' has already set off, and Redrick Taylor is about to be breached. (ー`ー)"

Xiao Tailang: "What? Do you have any plans?"

Namiren: "Of course, as I said before, if I want to interfere with the process of human civilization, then I will definitely not be able to just develop. ╮(￣⊿￣)╭"

Nanoren: "But this time has been exactly four months, and several of my bases have basically been completed. Although the technology is still several generations behind, it is at least thirty to fifty years advanced compared to the current earth civilization.

(*￣ro￣)”

Namiren: "Now that we have the basic capital, we are not afraid that ETO will report us to the PDC, which will restrict our actions. The first wall-facer I plan to contact is Frederick Taylor. (ー`ー)"

Xiao Tailang: "Then how do you plan to make contact? Use a sheep-shaped robot? And are you sure it is really good to do so? Don't look at the fact that Frederick Taylor seems to have committed suicide in the original work. It is very upright. It is written in the fan.

Not bad, but he is a politician after all, a politician who has climbed to the position of Secretary of the Department of Security of the United States. (-i_-)"

Nanoren: "It's okay. Of course I know what I'm doing. In this technological world, if you master the core of technology, you have the right to speak. Earth's civilization can already develop to the extent I expected, and I just want to help it.

Just add fuel to the fire and step on the accelerator harder to make it go faster..."

…

Trisolaris, Washington.

"Hello, Frederick Taylor, I'm your wallbreaker."

"Sure enough, it's here."

With his back to "Von Neumann", Frederick Taylor took a deep breath, then turned around and sat on the chair, but he did not speak, he just sat there expressionlessly.

There, it was hard to see what he was thinking about.

"Mr. Frederick, may I begin?"

Glancing at the old man beside him who claimed to be a "wall breaker", Taylor couldn't quite understand why such a person would become a member of ETO and become the so-called wall breaker of the person facing the wall.

This old man has a haggard face, a rickety body, and is holding a straw hat in his hand. He is as angry as a thread. At a glance, you can tell that he is a person from the bottom of the world. To put it simply, he is a tramp.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible for this kind of guy who has failed in life and career to take revenge on society and mankind.

At this time, he already had an idea in his mind, whether he should improve the quality of life of the people at the bottom, reduce the risk of unemployment, reduce the number of homeless people in the country, or maybe crack down on the recruitment of eto personnel.

Of course, he was just thinking about it. He also understood that the real top leaders of ETO could only be a group of high-level intellectuals who had extreme hatred for society and human beings. The people he thought of before were unemployed, failed to start a business and eventually became homeless.

Most of them just become cannon fodder at the lowest level of ETO.

There will be no shortage of such guys all over the world, and doing so will probably be a waste of effort.

Of course, all thoughts only last for a moment. Frederick Taylor waved his hand and signaled "Von Neumann" to continue speaking, but he never looked directly at this self-proclaimed "wall breaker" from beginning to end.

Guy.

What qualifies a guy who has to drag the entire human race to bury him with his life if his life is not going well for him? What qualifies him to face it?!

Seeing the expression of Frederick Taylor, "Von Neumann" took a deep look at the wall-facer in front of him, and his heart sank slightly, feeling that what was happening now seemed to be different from what he expected.

However, he was not too panicked. Although Taylor's reaction was unexpected, it did not affect his process of breaking through the wall.

As long as he pushes aside the plan in front of him and breaks through the wall of his mind, then he will succeed, his mission will be completed, and what will happen next has nothing to do with him.

Close your eyes slightly, exhale lightly, and "Von Neumann" begins his performance.

"Let me first explain the strategy you have shown to the outside world, to build a fleet with ball lightning and macronuclear fusion as its core weapons, is that right?"

"correct."

Listening to von Neumann's words, Taylor leaned forward slightly and put his right hand against his chin, as if he still looked careless and completely unconcerned.

"No, that's not true, sir, please allow me to say that, that's not true."

After hearing what von Neumann said, Taylor finally moved his eyes and glanced at him, but there was still not much expression on his face. He said it as if it was a routine matter.

"Why."

"I noticed that you spent a lot of time traveling around the world, inspecting various armed forces, trying to find the remaining spirit of self-sacrifice in mankind."

"What's wrong with this?"

"There's nothing wrong, it's reasonable, but... this is for the outside world. For your fleet, you actually don't need such warriors at all, because what you want to attack in the end is not the Trisolaran fleet at all, but the human fleet.

.”

Having said this, von Neumann paused slightly, looked at Taylor, whose eyes were twinkling, and then confidently continued:

"The human fleet that was wiped out by macroatoms reappears in space and turns into countless quantum ghosts. And you have achieved your goal, you have what you want, and you have obtained a fleet of macroscopic quantum states."

Upon hearing this, Frederick Taylor clenched his fists unconsciously, frowned deeply, and even his teeth clenched.

However, von Neumann turned a blind eye to this and continued his long speech.

"You want to turn the human fleet into a quantum ghost fleet to fight against the Trisolaran fleet. You think they are invincible because the fleet that has been destroyed cannot be destroyed again, and the people who have died cannot..."

But no, before he could finish his last words, Frederick Taylor slammed the table and yelled:

"enough!"

"Huhuhu~"

Looking at Frederick Taylor, who was standing up holding the table in front of him and panting continuously, von Neumann bowed deeply, still maintaining that expression and movement, standing there and said:

"Okay, I'm done, Mr. Taylor, you can have me arrested."

But after hearing what the other party said, he slowly sat down, held his head with one hand, closed his eyes slightly, waved his hand and said:

"You go."

Does it make sense to arrest the other party? Looking at the other party's appearance, he has no intention of going back after arriving. Even if he cannot be taken away, I am afraid that nothing can be found in the interrogation.

As for killing the other party, is it necessary?

ETO is an organization. If one person is missing, another person will take over. There is no difference at all.

However, seeing von Neumann about to leave, Taylor seemed to have thought of another thing. He hammered the table hard and spoke again to stop the other party.

"If this is all true, so what?"

Hearing this, von Neumann, who had already walked to the door, moved his steps slightly and replied.

"The Lord doesn't care..."