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Early in the morning, Ike asked Morton for a cell phone, and he was going to call his parents.

After asking the White House for instructions, Morton handed his phone to Ike and watched him closely.

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

In a luxurious villa in Cambridge, the cell phone rang.

Sent by the government!

Moments later, Mrs. Williams, dressed in her pajamas, walked out of her bedroom to the living room to answer the phone.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Mom, it's me!"

Hearing her son's voice, Mrs. Williams was shaken and her drowsiness vanished.

"Son, aren't you going to class today? How did you remember to call your mother? ”

"Mom, I want money!"

It was as if Mrs. Williams had been poured cold water on her, and her enthusiasm had been extinguished.

I thought my son was thinking about himself, and he co-authored his mother as an ATM.

"What do you want money for?"

"Mom, I want to make a pumpkin cart for Sister Alice, but I don't have the money!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Williams was stunned.

What the hell is a pumpkin cart? Could it be some kind of small toy?

At this time, she didn't know what the little guy was going to do? It was an immensely gigantic behemoth. When he takes shape, the whole world will be terrified.

Because, its birth will mean the demise of a modern military branch.

Mrs. Williams, who loved her son, thought about it and asked directly:

"How much do you want, son?"

Ike was very happy and opened his mouth to answer: "100 million!" ”

"Well, I'll call your dad later...... What the? How much? Son, how much did you just say? ”

"$100 million!"

Mrs. Williams was startled, and the phone rang with the sound of "knock knock" running, accompanied by a panicked shout:

"Honey, get up, your son is getting stupid! Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Mr. Williams, who was sleeping, was woken up by his wife, and then took the phone in a daze: "Son, what's the matter?" ”

"Dad, I want money to build a pumpkin car, 100 million!"

"What?" Mr. Williams was so frightened that he was completely sober, "Son, what pumpkin cart does it cost 100 million dollars to build?" Are you crazy? Have you become stupid? ”

"Dad, I'm going to build a pumpkin cart that's so big, it's the size of a house!"

Mr. Williams flatly refused: "No money!" There's no money to sell your father! ”

What are you kidding, even if you dote on your son again, you can't let him squander it like this. Besides, the family really doesn't have that much money, not counting the property, only a few million cash.

After all, his son is not the kind of prodigy who actes, he can go around the catwalk and make money.

That's not a prodigy, that's a monkey!

"Son, don't build any pumpkin carts, give me a good study, and I will have money in the future." Do you hear that? ”

"No, I'm going to build a pumpkin cart!"

Mr. Williams didn't get used to his son, so he hung up the phone.

Ike looked at Moulton depressedly, Moulton couldn't help but smile, and said, "Little Ike, if you call Mr. President, Mr. President is rich, and he will definitely be able to help you build a big pumpkin cart!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Ike was overjoyed.

Moulton you're really my god teammate, I've been waiting for you to speak.

Then, Morton helped the little guy enter the White House special line number, and the phone was connected instantly.

President Obama's voice rang on the phone: "Hey, little Ike, I heard you want to build a big pumpkin cart for your sister Alice?" ”

"Yes, Mr. President! But I don't have any money, Mr. President, can you help me pay for it? ”

Obama smiled: "Of course it's fine! Just tell me the way to calculate the speed of the universe, and I'll call for you to pay for it!" ”

"No!" Ike flatly refused, "I'm going to keep it and grow up to make money!" ”

When he heard this, Obama was not in a hurry.

Where do you go to find money without the help of the government? Building a pumpkin cart is not about playing with the Internet, it's about realistic materials.

"Hehe, little guy, think about it again!" Obama chuckled and hung up.

Ike looked at Morton again depressed, and Morton couldn't help but smile and help him connect to Mr. Hughes of the Watermelon Alliance.

It's a pity that the tragedy is that it seems that everyone is colluding, and they all mean the same thing.

If you want money, you can exchange it for a new calculation method!

Ike huffs and throws his phone at Moulton, then runs to the physics department with a ding-dong clang, where he goes to his mentor for help.

Seeing this, Morton and the other agents couldn't hold back their laughter anymore and burst out laughing.

He still wants to go to the professor for help? Hehe, no one can help him, because someone has already said hello.

No matter who he asked, the answer he got was only 2 words:

No money!

Haha, this bear child has finally encountered a problem, let's see if he dares to be disobedient in the future.

……

The tragic Ike ran for a day without getting a penny.

In the evening, inside a detached house.

Alice took Akra into her room and handed him a bank card.

"Ike, sister, there are 5 million here, you can take it. But don't build a pumpkin cart, you can save the money to buy watermelons to eat later! ”

Ike shook his head, not taking Alice's card.

This money is the last time Twitter paid Alice, and I can't ask for it.

Besides, are you really short of money?

Hehe, what a joke!

As the smartest genius in the history of mankind, he still can't scrape together the money?

Are you kidding!

"Sister, let's go to the library to surf the Internet!"

"What?"

Alice is a little confused, is there money when you go online?

Alice started running and running, and running, and running......

Outside the villa, the agents who saw this situation were confused, what was the situation, could the little guy still have a way to find money?

Could it be, could it be......

Internet!

As soon as the idea came to him, Morton and his men were shocked.

"Stop him! Can't let him go online! ”

"Stop him! Stop him! ”

Everyone chased after them.

Library.

Many students who study hard are reading books and looking up materials in the library.

At this moment, a string of footsteps sounded outside the museum, and it seemed that a large group of people were chasing something?

Moments later, many men in suits retreated into the library.

Yes, it's a concession.

Because in their encirclement, there is a little fellow who is holding a twig and is driving people with his teeth and claws. Next to him, Alice, dressed in a Chanel women's costume, was following him with an embarrassed expression.

"Damn, the little prodigy is here?"

"Mom, the watermelon god is here!"

All the students stood up and greeted the little one.

"Hi, junior brother, do you want to read a book?"

Ike shook his head.

"Little Ike, are you here to surf the Internet?"

Ike nodded.

At this moment, Morton was already crying.

He can't stop this little guy. Don't look at them, these people are tall and big, but no one dares to block them.

As in the Washington hospital last year, Morton let his men play the role of villains to scare him, but none of them wanted to go, forcing everyone to quit rather than go.

If the little guy really holds a grudge, maybe he will evaporate from the world the next day.

To put it mildly, if the little guy handed over the new calculation method to the White House now, and let the whole guy disappear.

Do you say the White House is not happy to change?

Politicians are shameless and even more ruthless!

"Miss Alice, help!"

Morton had no choice but to turn to Alice for help. At the same time, his men also called the White House for help.

Hearing Moulton's words, Alice nodded and said to Ike, "Ike, are you still a good boy?" ”

Ike nodded, of course: "Yes, I won't do bad things in the future." ”

"And what do you want to do online?"

Ike replied with a grin, "Sister, I'm going to ask for money online!" ”

What? Go online and ask for money? Who do you want?

With no one in the White House rushing to stop him, and the agents didn't dare to stop him, Ike turned on the camera.

Then, skillfully open Twitter, log in to your account, and then crackle and write this sentence:

"I want to build a pumpkin cart for Sister Alice, and it takes 100 million dollars. Kind brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, can you help me? ”

As soon as these words were issued, the world was shocked.

What's the situation? The watermelon god is actually short of money? Is he asking for help from his 3.5 billion Twitter followers?

Yes, it's 3.5 billion, all over the world.

At this moment, the whole world was sensational. The accounts of the intelligence agencies of various countries have (Aite) Ike.

"Watermelon God, no matter how much you want, we have it all in China!"

"Watermelon god, you are our British son-in-law, $100 million little kiss!"

"Watermelon God, the EU will always be your friend!"

"Watermelon god, Russia is willing to do everything to help you!"

"Watermelon God, Japan is willing to help you!"

"Watermelon God, South Korea is willing to help you!"

…… (To be continued.) )