(Disclaimer at the beginning of the chapter: The content of this chapter takes place in the human realm called "To the World", which has nothing to do with the world of the reader, and does not have any insinuation intentions. ）

"Wait," Wen Cheng, who had just come back to his senses, nodded, "Our ultimate enemy is TOM's fleet...... That is, there are believers in TOM among the two thousand?! ”

But with such a small number of people, it should be ......

"The recyclers were all high-IQ humans, you say?" Hashimatsu blinked.

Perhaps a high IQ is a tragedy.

For the sake of sample retention, the recycler will naturally find a way to retain the high-IQ population, but this coincides with the goal of TOM's persuasion, so it ...... Naturally......

Hashimatsu went on to add, "When they came here, a part of the tech-savvy people sent a broadcast to TOM's fleet. ”

"That...... Uncle Hashimatsu ...... "Wen Cheng, who sensed that something was wrong, tilted his head and frowned.

Although the brain has burned to the point of a headache, this bit of reasoning can still be handled.

When humanity in the Old World perished, TOM had a fleet?!

Uncle Hashimatsu came ten years ago, and at that time, the Old World Home Planet had not yet been fully occupied by TOM.

This...... The timing is wrong......

"Oh, I forgot to mention that the time of the world and mine are not parallel. Or rather, the recycler pulled me to ...... Well...... About two or three hundred years later, because the two ends have not communicated, so the details cannot be confirmed. ”

Wen Cheng grabbed his hair and thought for a moment, and Qiao Song smiled and looked at Wen Cheng's serious face.

Forehead...... Time is not parallel...... Two or three hundred years later......

"Is it a matter of traveling at the speed of light?"

"No," Hashimatsu shook his head, "it was two thousand samples that were not put at the same time. ”

Not delivered at the same time......

Although it was incomprehensible for a while, the airborne paratroopers were only dropped in different places.

However, this operation is placed at different times...... Only high-dimensional civilizations can come out!

Let's hope no one is put into the Jurassic era......

Or rather...... In fact, many of the humans in our world are descendants of the survivors of the old world?

No, don't worry so much, there's nothing strange about Uncle Hashimatsu's appearance, it must be the same root.

Since it was a part of the people who sent the broadcast to TOM...... And the agreement between his father and Yoo Jin's father was ten years ago......

Such a conclusion can be drawn.

"I guess," Wen Cheng nodded, "that group of people who sent the broadcast landed decades ago?" ”

"Well, it was probably like in the sixties and seventies of the last century, using the technology of the time to send broadcasts in the direction of the source universe...... However, some of them were also transmitted to the Fayuan Universe. ”

Damn, sending a broadcast to the universe is a complete suicide! What's more, our world is located at the crossroads of two universes......

And part of it was transmitted to the Fayuan Universe...... Su Meng said that the alien beasts attacked from various different worlds, could it be that these people caused them?!

I see! But let's focus on TOM first......

Wen Cheng pinched his chin and thought, "So what is the signal?" ”

"In my second year here, I met an old comrade-in-arms from my class, but he was thirty years older than me, and he was already a little old man, haha," Hashimatsu said with a gloating smile, "He said that he had just picked up on the news of his return. ”

Wen Cheng, who was a little dizzy, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Reorganize your thinking.

Uncle Hashimatsu's comrades-in-arms came to the world thirty years earlier than him, that is, around the eighties and nineties of the last century, and received the news of his return......

But...... Is it that close?

After all, it is a universe with no source, and the existing knowledge of physics should be able to match it, but even the speed of light is ......

"Wen Cheng, the direction is not from the old world, but the direction of another edge." Seeing this, Hashimatsu added.

The message of the return came from the other direction!

Say?!

"New ...... Enemy? ”

"No, the coding pattern of the signal is exactly the same as the TOM." Qiao Song looked at Wen Cheng.

I see.

"Is it a wormhole?" Wen Cheng looked up and asked.

Hashimatsu nodded.

Wormholes appear...... Let the mechanical fleet, which may have taken hundreds of years to deliver information, quickly respond to the spies here...... Arrive even faster......

No way...... There are too many time nodes...... It's so brain-burning...... You have to get a piece of paper...... Wen Cheng frowned and was silent.

"Wen Cheng," Qiao Song patted him on the shoulder, "you don't have to worry about anything else, just know that for the past thirty years, there has always been a group of people who have been helping us listen to the signal and constantly calibrate the data, and finally came to this result ten years ago, when I first arrived." ”

Wen Cheng nodded and rearranged his thoughts.

I really don't need to think about anything else.

The key issue is among the two thousand adaptors, and there are undoubtedly two groups of people, one who are believers in TOM, and the other and their descendants who hide and quietly help us.

In any case, both groups of people have their own strong obsessions, and it is because of this that they are scattered by the recyclers, but they can unite with each other.

Nothing else. In short, it is less than a year away from now, and TOM's mechanical fleet has arrived.

"Understood," Wen Cheng, who had cleared his mind, nodded, "By the way, Uncle Hashimatsu, you just said that there are two groups of believers in TOM. ”

In addition to a tech-savvy group of believers sending broadcasts......

Others went on a rampage to grab wealth in various ways and established the "Solomon Foundation". ”

"The Solomon Foundation?"

And it doesn't look like I've heard of it.

"It is a fund of funds with tens of thousands of sub-funds."

"Tens of thousands...... That is to say......"

"Well, the estimated assets are at the level of tens of trillions." Hashimatsu replied blandly.

Tens of trillions?! Just ten years?

No, they landed at different points in time......

Inexplicable panic suddenly surged in......

Qiao Song added flatly, "Wen Cheng, you may not know the Solomon Fund, but you should know the Moore Consortium and the Lorraine Consortium ......."

As Hashimatsu blurted out one familiar chaebol and family name after another, Wen Cheng slowly opened his mouth in shock.

These...... All of them were monopolistic conglomerates in North America and Europe at the beginning of the last century......

Don't you say it's a conspiracy theory...... Could it be ......

"And now many well-known investment banks, hedge funds, private equity, venture capital, and even the central banks of some small countries are all under the umbrella of Salomon Fund." Bridge loose unhurriedly added.

Wen Cheng's expression became more and more solemn.

The fiscal revenue of a medium-sized country is only at the level of trillions, and this foundation can be said to be ...... Rule half the world!

That is, more than 40% of the world's wealth, if not more, is controlled in the hands of a few people?

Our adversaries, through decades or even centuries of baton-like financial operations......

All the information so far would be shocking if it were heard by an ordinary person.

But Wen Cheng had a very different reaction.

"Uncle Hashimatsu......" Wen Cheng's face suddenly gloomy.

Wen Cheng took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, stared at the floor with the corners of his eyes jumping, the corners of his mouth burst out with incomparable fighting intent, and clenched his fists with the strength that wanted to crush everything.

Such anger was captured by Hashimatsu, and he said softly.

"Come, tea."

"Hmm......" Wen Cheng's anger was instantly dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled his thoughts back to reality.

It doesn't matter what the past is, the old world or whatever.

In short, the fact is that TOM's fleet is coming, and it is the Solomon Foundation, founded by their followers, who are standing in the front.

Wait a minute!

The Solomon Foundation...... Other words......

"Gugou Company ......," Wen Cheng whispered.

"It's one of the tens of thousands of technology companies that the Salomon Foundation has invested in." Hashimatsu replied.