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The global network signal has returned to normal, but the shock to the world has not dissipated for a long time. All those who saw the screen disappear did not come back to their senses until a long time ago. Ordinary people hugged each other passionately, feeling that they were still alive at this moment.

The beauty.

The social elites and national politicians at high positions all had solemn expressions and held meetings one by one urgently.

The world is in chaos, the world is in chaos!

Doomsday remarks spread like a plague around the world, and various cult organizations sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, popping up everywhere overnight, taking their own names to cheat.

Cheng Fan even observed that in South America, there was a cult called "Godzilla Friendship Society", and the god he respected was actually himself?!

Does this group of people have Stockholm syndrome? Or has they reached the state where everything can be filmed?!

Anyway, Cheng Fan can't understand it!

So, on a stormy night, a beautiful South American town, hundreds of strange men wearing black robes, black cloaks, and embroidered with green Godzilla patterns appeared in the town and gathered in a dark place.

In the church, worship is piously done.

"Praise, my lord, you are so great, so perfect, so sacred..."

A thin old priest was in front of him, meticulously opening a Latin page that had just been compiled, piously praising Cheng Fan, and the group of weird men in black robe sang together.

"Praise, my lord, you are so great, so perfect, so sacred... This world is already turbid, and only your kindness can purify everything..."

With the sound of prayers in the church, the wind and rain outside the church seemed to be even heavier.

"Boom", a thunder lit up the dim night sky. At this time, a beam of golden light fell from the sky, passed through the church window, and fell on the strange statue of Godzilla in the middle of the church.

"Miracle, this is a miracle! My Lord has appeared, praise me, my Lord!"

The priest immediately knelt down excitedly, and the rest of the men in black robes quickly knelt down and shouted, "Praise, my lord!"

Godzilla statue emitted a faint golden light, and looked at the black-robed men kneeling on the ground vividly. His right claws moved forward, and the space rippled, a yellow scroll, a blue scepter,

A flaming red cloak appeared one by one with a water-blue crown.

The distant sound of divine sound echoed in the church, as if from hell, as if from the sky, and disappeared, but no matter where the believers came from, they could hear it clearly.

"The scroll of the earth teaches the world; the scepter of the wind purifies the world; the crown of the water redeems all living beings; the cloak of fire helps you walk through the world."

"Go, Gadro, perform your duties, integrate our believers, find their masters...you will gain eternal life..."

The sound of the god gradually drifted away, and the crown of the water shot out a blue light and fell into the old priest's body. His shriveled muscles plumped again, his white hair faded, and the thick gold grew out. The pain of his body for many years disappeared in an instant, and he seemed to be suddenly

Back in his twenties.

"My Lord is kind and praises me!"

The old priest was so moved that he burst into tears and was once again prostrated.

Someone in the church secretly raised his head, regardless of whether it was true or false, took a look and was shocked.

The old priest turned into a young man, and in front of the statue of the Green Godzilla, a scroll, a scepter, a crown and a cloak, floating quietly in the air.

"My Lord is kind and praises me!"

The others quickly calmed down their thoughts, lowered their heads, and worshiped with the young priest.

After the service, the young priest stood up from the ground with a smile, holding the scroll in his left hand, holding the scepter on the right, the crown on the top of his head, and the cloak gently draped over him.

He walked out of the church. Although the storm was heavy, it could not stop his firm belief at this moment!

Cheng Fan thought it was fun. After taking this casual move, he no longer paid attention to the development of this cult organization. With the four "divine weapons" he gave him, he could not beat other humans. What else can he do with such a waste?

use?

However, the two other situations reflected from humans attracted Cheng Fan's attention.

One is that his several global invasions of human networks have attracted the vigilance of senior officials of various human countries, and they feel that using current electronic communication technology is unreliable. If you want to resist Cheng Fan and defeat Cheng Fan, you must develop a new type.

Confidential, secure and unprone to interference communication technology.

Someone has proposed the concept of quantum communication!

But before the advent of quantum communication, although it felt that wireless and wired communication was not safe enough, governments of various countries also needed to contact each other, especially in resisting Cheng Fan and striving for the glorious cause of mankind's struggle for tomorrow, we must unite the wisdom of the entire human race.

Only then can you see hope.

So in order to keep it safe and confidential, these people have played many unique ways. The most popular one is to use multiple compilation times to compile the information sent so that even the mother doesn't know him (the person who wrote the information and

The person who sent the message was not the same person, and it was written multiple times), and a large amount of information and books were required to be manually queried to decrypt it.

The content involving extremely dense things needs to be translated repeatedly and finally delivered to the target in a password box letter.

Moreover, senior executives of various human countries are now holding meetings. The venue is opened underground and is completely enclosed with shielding materials. No electronic communication equipment is allowed to be brought into the venue. Several electromagnetic shielding equipment are set up outside.

Human beings finally united and were absolutely guarding Cheng Fan, not wanting him to get any useful news.

These methods are quite confidential, and have successfully blocked Cheng Fan's surveillance of their information, but the time, manpower and material resources were extremely large, and ordinary small countries could not afford it, which reduced the communication efficiency between governments of various countries by more than a few

Level.

To this end, several major human gangsters secretly established huge intelligence departments, the British EBI (made up by Hu, imitating the FBI understanding), the United States S.H.I.E.D., and the Russian Grizzly Bear Agency...

In another situation, the energy-eating bacteria released by Cheng Fan destroyed all the oil fields of various countries, whether they were discovered or not, they were destroyed together.

Many of human industries are based on oil as energy and materials. Their destruction of oil in various countries has led to the stagnation of large-scale industrial systems of human beings, causing almost complete collapse of human transportation. Many people are helpless in the process of losing their power.

Laid off.

Countless cars turned into scrap iron, and a large number of planes and ships were parked in ports and airports, and could not set sail. For a time, the bicycle industry was very popular.

Some countries that made their fortunes by oil are even more in tears at this moment. Yesterday, they were sitting on the pile of gold and squandering their money. When the butt moves, the price of crude oil rises, and earthquakes will occur in the international community, but this morning, it will become

The natives in the desert had nothing but sand and sun.

In fact, there is still a large amount of oil in the world. In the endless sea, there are countless oil waiting to be exploited, but no one dares to go. Almost half of the ocean on earth is in the area marked by the madman, and no one dares to

Go and tease the tiger's beard.

Develop new communication technology and find new available energy, the heavy burden is on the shoulders of mankind!

Cheng Fan was forcing the human world to make changes and whip them to make progress.

Just when the politicians of various countries were troubled by Cheng Fan, in the west of Japan, a young man was rising with a magnificent momentum. A letter made him stand in front of the country's chief designer.

In Nanzhonghai, the door of an ordinary house was pushed open, and a young and strange face appeared here with a smile.

"The young man is here, hurry up and sit down. Xiaojiang, go and soak a pot of Biluochun that someone else gave me last time. Where are you doing? Why don't you go!"

Guard Xiao Jiang was stunned for a moment. The box of Biluochun was the birthday gift given to Mr. Zhou this year. What kind of virtue is this young man in his early twenties? How could he be treated like this by Mr. Zhou?!

"Hey, it's so sir!"

The guard Xiaojiang was shouted lightly by Mr. Zhou, and he quickly went to make tea for the two of them with a smile.

Seeing Ye Tianhao sitting down generously, not as reserved as others in front of him, a look of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the chief designer, he smiled and said, "Young man, you are very energetic, you are very young and promising!

It's called Ye Haotian, right?"

"No, my younger generation has the surname Ye and his name is Tianhao."

Ye Tianhao replied with a smile, his movements and expressions were very casual and natural. With the old man’s years of experience in looking at people, he was not a deliberate attitude.

"Oh, look at me, I remember everything wrong. This name has been obtained very well! Tianhao, Tianhao, young people should be as vast as the sky, and dare to fight. I remember Taizu said before, "Eagle".

Hit the sky, fish swim in the shallow bottom, all kinds of frost sky...'"

The two chatted casually, and Mr. Zhou liked Ye Tianhao more and more. This young man was not simple, knowledgeable, had vision, was neither arrogant nor impatient, calm and generous, and had a clear understanding of the international situation. He just didn't know what to do to the country and the people.

look?

"Mr. Zhou, your tea is here."

Guard Xiaojiang walked over with a tray, and the mouth of a purple clay pot was steaming. Although it had not been tasted, the scent of tea had already hit, and this must be the best good tea.

Guard Xiaojiang placed two washed and dried glass cups in front of the two of them. When he was about to pour tea, Mr. Zhou waved his hand to stop him, "You go and do your business, let me talk to Xiaoye here."

Guard Xiaojiang looked at Ye Tianhao, then looked at Old Zhou again. Seeing that the old man picked up the teapot, poured tea into Ye Tianhao's cup himself, nodded, put away the tray and left the living room.

"Young man, I call you Xiaoye, don't you mind?"

"I don't mind. Mr. Zhou's call me like this makes me feel even more intimate."

"Well, that's OK. Xiao Ye, I've read your letter. Your letter says there is a way to solve the communication problem. Do you really... have a way?!"

Mr. Zhou poured tea for Ye Tianhao, then filled it with it for himself, picked up the tea, took a sip, and asked leisurely.

Old Zhou's eyes were on Ye Tianhao, making his heart tighten, as if all the secrets were seen through by this wise old man.

"Master of the idiot, let it go, isn't you a great man in a country? What's there to be afraid of? You are the master of Xiaoling and the inheritor of the choice of Atlantis civilization. Your future is destined to be infinite. How can you be a mortal?

comparable?!"

In Ye Tianhao's mind, he heard the beautiful girl's "hate to the iron but not the steel" sound, and Ye Tianhao's face became relaxed again, cheering himself up, "Xiao Ling is right, he is the pride of heaven,

How could the inheritor of Atlantis civilization be afraid of an old man whose life is about to come to an end?"

Old Zhou glanced at him and felt a vaguely that the young man in front of him had some indescribable change.

Ye Tianhao naturally picked up the teacup, gently blew away the heat from the tea, took a sip, and smiled and said, "Of course! Mr. Zhou, I wonder if you have heard of superpowers?"
To be continued...