When Einstein came out of the elevator, I kept wondering what kind of horror he would be, such as a blue-faced fang, three-headed, six-armed, bone-knocking and marrow sucking like that - at least that's what the Coalition propaganda apparatus said (more excessively, the Palestinians just said that Einstein ate an Arab baby every day); Or maybe he is an old saint with a kind eyebrow on the oil painting on the poster of the Catholic Church, an angel who is compassionate all day long, who takes it as his duty to benefit all living beings, and has all the virtues of a typical Christian saint, etc. - this is naturally the claim of the Allied propaganda agencies (the Israelis also said that Einstein went to church every day to give a huge amount of alms, and once after passing through the slaughterhouse, he found his conscience and began to advocate that people all over the world eat vegetarian food, so that the killing could be reduced)...... In short, what promotes Einstein is the same as what promotes me, and it is certainly not promoting people, but gods or devils. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But when I saw it today, I felt that Einstein was too far away from the devil or god in the propaganda! He was just an old man in a white coat, with gray hair and eyes full of wisdom and madness. He always had a happy and sincere smile on his face, and if I hadn't known what he had done, I would have thought he was a kind-hearted scientist who was indifferent to fame and fortune.

It's a pity he's not. It was this hypocritical skin that hid a crazy brain that helped him conceive one crazy plan after another, and create one epoch-making weapon after another! The Allies have risen from death to resurrection, and Einstein has contributed a lot.

"Hello, I'm the old man you're looking for." Einstein smiled wryly and tried to shake my hand, and I saluted in response. "You're very interesting here," I said, "but I don't quite understand why it's necessary to even set up a research institute in this dead man's grave, even if it's for the purpose of collecting samples from the berserkers?" ”

"When the Chinese fought against the Allies, they also used graves as bunkers to ambush the Allies," Einstein said with a laugh. But before the words could be spoken, Noblanca and Darsha were stunned.

"I forgot to introduce," I said to Einstein, "these two are my subordinates ......."

"I know," interrupted Einstein with disdain, "that the man on the left who looks like a monkey should be your commissar Noblanga, and the pretty girl on the right was with his father at last year's celebration of the National Day of the Soviet Union." Right, His Highness Dasha? Noblang was about to have a seizure when Darsha interrupted, "How do you know so well!" ”

"Of course he knew," I snorted, "that he had been trying to be clear about the coalition forces. ”

"Yes," Einstein replied satisfied, "for example, I know the purpose of your visit, and I also know that after you come here, you will have a new understanding of the origin of the beastmen......

"No, no, no, before you come...... Well, yesterday, I knew it yesterday. I sighed, "What would you think if I told you that I knew from before I entered the Pyramid of Khufu that the beastmen came from Egypt?" ”

"I thought you would always believe that the beastmen came from the Black Forest," Einstein said.

"Well...... Yes, I thought it was the first time you've ever developed the Orcs in your Black Forest lab, but last night in the desert I saw the original werewolves," I sighed, "and I guess they didn't appear at the right time." From the size to the style, to the frescoes of human sacrifice in each pyramid, it's easy to equate the swift and agile werewolves with Yuri and your berserkers. It's just that it seems that your berserk people are all low-grade versions. ”

Albert Einstein nodded and said, "yes." Five years ago, Yuri broke into this place and stole my research materials, causing a rift in my research on this group of kobolds. However, Yuri didn't have complete information, so we each made only big, powerful, but slow-moving beastmen. But you're certainly not here to talk about that, are you? ”

"Yes, we need your help to find Lomanov." Norbron next to him hurriedly spoke. As I expected, Einstein shrugged his shoulders and said he couldn't do anything about it. "I'm just a beastman research institute here, not a satellite station......

"But you have a psychic device here, and it's very sensitive." I interrupted slightly.

"The psychic beacon downstairs isn't enough for me to detect a person in North Africa......"

"But your Pyramid of Khufu can," I said, stopping Darsh's grumbling, to Einstein, "that destroyed chronoteleporter in Alaska isn't your first chronoteleporter, it's the first, is it?" ”

There was no one in the audience who was not shocked except me and Einstein. The pyramid is so amazing, so magical that no one can solve its mysteries. I've been to the Egyptian pyramids, and this is by no means the pharaoh's tomb that tourists see, and the patterns on the surrounding walls reveal it.

"You're a genius," Einstein said with a wry smile, "If it weren't for a chance finding a strange rift in the walls of that false pharaoh's tomb fifty years ago and destructively exploring it, I still have no clue about the Chrono Teleporter, the Psychic Beacon, the Beastmen, the Phantom Tank, and so on." I've lived in this magical place for a long time, so ......"

So this old man has already lived beyond the limit of what a normal person can live...... No matter how much the clone of the slave consciousness moves around, the main body still remains in the Pyramid of Khufu!

"So you'll help me, right?" I sneered, "This pyramid can provide tremendous energy for mind detection and space-time travel. I don't know where this energy comes from, but I reckon it should be enough for me to use. ”

I stared into Einstein's eyes. His eyes flashed with something, and he stopped talking. After a while, he replied, "That means sending Yuri an invitation, and I can't guarantee your safe arrival, are you sure?" ”

"That's not what you should worry about, Professor Einstein," I said, "isn't it faster than anyone." Darsha, Nobranga, you two go out for a while, and I have some personal matters to talk about with Einstein. ”

……

"Good luck, Lieutenant Colonel Mark, you need good luck." In the open space in front of the Pyramid of Khufu, Einstein signed the name of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the white coat I had provided, and immediately stepped into the hind helicopter I called for him and drove away. The psychic beacon above his head was spinning wildly, and Nobranga sat nervously around Darsha without saying a word, watching the progress bar on his computer.

"I don't know, Comrade Commander, you are still an admirer of Albert Einstein." Gran Zangmu said with some disdain.

"It's not what I want," I said with a faint smile, looking at the lab coat, "for our mad scientist, Comrade Glinsky." ”

At this moment, it was a rare silence in the rumbling cannon.