"Where there is a cause, there must be an effect."

Perhaps for the top reincarnation, this sentence can be heard as a joke. But for Kurumi...... She did almost hit herself with a rock.

It was night, the temperature in the desert had dropped, and even the fire elemental was no longer full, and a spiritual power came out of his body again, looking for Tony.

Such days seem to have melted into the life of Mad San, and only by squandering her mental power can she sleep peacefully.

The desert terrain is changeable, and as usual, you want to sleep after nothing to gain.

A sheep... Two sheep... Pleasant Goat......

"Woo~" Crazy San screamed sadly, I don't know why, with her state of mind, she couldn't stay here for half a month?

"Red Queen, are you there?"

"Yes, master."

"When will the military be able to find that Stark guy?"

"It's up to the capitalists."

Kurumi's eyes condensed slightly, "What do you say?" ”

The Red Queen said as a matter of course: "Although the directors of Stark Industries are working hard, more people don't seem to want to see Stark come back. ”

"Even Admiral Brooks' request for the transfer of military satellites was rejected."

Mad San half lay on the bed, "They are really bold enough. ”

"Hehe-hee, American society is like this, capital is supreme, only with interests, and some are crazy people who drill into it."

The good-looking willow eyebrows raised upward, "You haven't missed Stark Industries stocks recently, have you?" According to the original process, how happened to Stark's iron man? ”

"The design drawings were already in his mind, and if there were cutting-edge instruments, 'Mark' would have appeared much earlier. As for stocks...... Hey, hey, who made Ambrera need money? ”

Kurumi rolled his eyes, "I don't want to stay here anymore, you know what I mean, right?" ”

"Of course, as you wish."

The voice of the red queen suddenly became mechanical, "Start fighting for the military satellite codenamed 'Eye of the Moon', the estimated time is ...... Five seconds. ”

Far across the ocean, somewhere in the Pentagon's central control center, many characters of unknown meaning suddenly flashed on the screen.

The technicians began to operate in a hurry, and as time passed, everyone's faces became whiter and paler, and cold sweat continued to drip down.

Letting the code fly on the computer, they couldn't do anything about it.

With dark circles under his eyes, Matisse quickly made his way indoors, his headache at the tumbling code on the central screen.

"What are you guys doing? Hacked and don't know how to fight back? ”

Mattis's angry roar rang out, but no one dared to refute it, because he was the current defense secretary and had incredible power.

Sitting in front of the computer, their minds were blank, they didn't even know how the other party attacked, they could only mechanically tap on the keyboard, and constantly experimented with the plan.

And Matisse's voice continued to sound, "Check it out for me, find out his address!" I'm going to see who has the guts!"

Fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, but the staff was miserable in their hearts, they didn't dare to say how awesome their abilities were, but with the help of cutting-edge technology, even the world's famous hacker organizations did not dare to confront them.

Suddenly, a white light shone on everyone's faces, and the staff who were typing on the keyboard looked happy, and in any case, they had temporarily taken back control.

Matisse grimaced, "How's it going?" Did you find their address? ”

"Report sir, inquiring, locked to intercontinental."

"Where?" There was murder brewing in Matisse's voice, and his blood sugar was slightly low, and after being woken up in the middle of the night, he could imagine his mood.

"In ...... ...... in Antarctica"

“hat？”

"No, no...... At...... In the North Pole!"

"No, at the equator!"

Matisse grimaced, his hands folded in front of him, even if he was not computer savvy, he knew that the other party was playing tricks on them.

"You bunch of rice buckets! What is the use of the state raising you?! Find out their address for me! Labor and management are going to flatten their bases with missiles!"

Although this sentence is full of anger, those who are familiar with Matisse will know that it is a "joke," and he is often provoked, but he can maintain reason, which is also a strange character.

On the big central screen, the world map is constantly marked with locations, which means that the hackers' "addresses" are constantly being "found" by them. ”

Matisse's eyes narrowed slightly, this is no longer a provocation, this is an insult! This is trampling on the dignity of a country!

Rubbing his temples and finding a place to sit down, Mattis was already thinking about how he should explain to the president tomorrow?

Could it be that in order to show off their technology, some hackers hacked the Pentagon's network firewall at will, and then swaggered away?

The position on the big screen kept changing, and Matisse clasped his hands to his chest, his eyes shining coldly.

"Where is it this time?"

The person in charge was sweating profusely, "Minister, this time it's really on the Ford aircraft carrier fleet." ”

"And what about this time?"

"At the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean."

"In ...... Pentagon. ”

"In ...... White...... White House. ”

"Bang!"

Matisse's palm slapped on the table, and the coffee that had just been delivered was knocked to the ground.

The voice kept rising, "That guy is here to keep teasing us?!"

"Leave him alone, query our system, and if necessary, cut off the network directly."

"Including a local area network?" The person in charge was somewhat unsure.

Matisse gave him a cold look, "Including the local area network." ”

"Yes! Sir!" The person in charge suddenly shook his spirit, and even gave a military salute to Matisse!

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties on the left raised his head with a pale face, "Report... Report. ”

Most of the eyes were focused on him, which made him even more nervous, "Our 'moon eye' disappeared...... Disappeared ......"

Goosebumps broke out on the back of the person in charge, and even Mattis, who now had no expression on his face.

Those who know him well know that Matisse is really angry this time.

Without him having to say anything, the person in charge hurriedly pulled his throat, "Find!" Find it for me! If you can't find it, you can't find the 'moon eye', and none of you want to get off work!"

There was no sound in the central control room, only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard kept ringing, and the position on the big screen was constantly changing......

No one found the 'Eye of the Moon', not even a trace, it seemed to disappear directly, it did not exist in this world.

Even if other satellites were mobilized to observe the Earth closely, they still did not find it.

Everyone knows that the matter is big, the disappearance of a military satellite for no reason, is it a joke made by aliens on the earth?

Whether it's a hacker or an alien, Mattis thinks it's better to let the president know about this as soon as possible.

"Long ...... Sir!' Mooneye's it's back! ”

"Back?!"

What a hell of a life!