"Mr. Fisher, Mr. Fisher! Please wait a moment! ”

Fisher, who originally just wanted to go downstairs for a coffee and a bite of cake, looked at the woman who ran to him in a hurry, and had a headache.

Christine is still Christina, this woman is the female reporter who rolled the sheets with Stark before, to be honest, Fisher doesn't know why this CNN female reporter doesn't stick to Stark and comes to him for an interview.

"What's the matter, Ms. Christina!" Fisher took his coat in his hand and pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

"A latte, a chocolate mousse!" Fisher snapped his fingers at the shopkeeper, "I'll take care of the lady in the back, let her order it herself!" ”

"Thank you, but I'm not called Christina, it's Christine!" The female reporter put down her bag and pulled out a chair and sat across from Fisher.

"Okay Christina, no problem Christina!"

"Let's skip this topic, Mr. Fisher, did you promise me an interview?"

"If you don't promise, will you keep squatting?" Fisher took a bite of the biscuit that the waiter had served.

"I have to apologize to you first, not long ago I mocked you for being a blood-stained merchant of death!"

"This is not necessary, I am!" Fisher looked like an understatement.

"But the Titans saved hundreds of thousands of civilians from war in the Middle East, and just yesterday you protected a refugee camp that was attacked by missiles!"

"These people will soon be hired by the Titans, producing a lot of goods for us, and they will need a small salary! And all we paid was a little bread and mineral water that the American military did not eat! ”

A tic-tac-toe slowly appeared in Christine's head, and she wondered how Fisher's poisonous mouth had survived to be so big.

"Because since I was a child, my fists have been bigger than others! I was the president of the student council in elementary school, the president of the student union in high school, and I added a fraternity in college. Fisher smiled kindly.

Just kidding, although his psionic energy has not been developed much, it is still possible to carefully perceive the thoughts of an untrained ordinary person like a female reporter, thinking that Fisher was able to get a lot of orders with this trick, and his business partners said that he could see through other people's hearts at a glance.

"Well, next question, will you close the weapons department? Just like Mr. Stark! ”

"No!"

"Can you tell me why?"

"The precision lathe for processing missiles can also make rockets, the rolling mill for manufacturing aircraft carrier hulls can also be used to make space station shells, and the arms trade provides a steady stream of funds to the giants, and these funds are used by the giants to develop new technologies, aerospace, exoskeletons, for the giants, arms are just a springboard, an engine to push the giants forward!"

"Outer space?" Christine was a little surprised. "Is it too early to enter outer space, or is the current technology immature?"

"Immature? Ms. Christine, NASA was able to send people to the moon in the last century, and you tell me that the technology is not mature now? Deep space is a treasure waiting for us to develop, but unfortunately, at present, our human eyes are always on this one-third of the earth! ”

"It's hard to imagine that the giant god already has these plans, so what about your plans for the future?"

"This is a trade secret, but one thing I can tell you is that we are going to build a quality accelerator in Florida!"

After confirming that Fisher's words were not a joke, Christine really reacted that the big boss of the giant god was playing a big game of chess, and what made her shudder was what Fisher said later.

"Whether they agree or not, a new round of the arms race has begun!"

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Anyway, one of the main reasons why Fisher is starting this arms race is that his star torch has been fully charged. A new world also means new opportunities, and at this moment, everything about this world has been left behind by him.

"Kate, I'm going to take a month's vacation, and you'll be in charge of the company's affairs, and if there's a problem, the shepherd!"

"But......" Kate was about to say something, and Fisher hung up the phone.

"Ahhhh The female secretary was eager to hang Fisher under the Fighting Falcon gunboat at the moment, and the dog man didn't say a word of truth except that I had come in. The last time she disappeared like this for three months, she was in a hurry to mobilize the ghost team to go to the Amazon rainforest to see if Fisher was swallowed by a python, but now she came out again, why don't you say anything, this has to be changed to another company, and he has long been emptied, that is, the team and shareholders of the giant god are all his people, so Fisher disappeared for a while before it was okay.

In fact, Fisher didn't want to do this, but he was not a time controller, so he couldn't freeze the time in this world, but fortunately, he found that no matter where he went, the flow rate with the main world was always ten to one.

Weapons, first aid kits, compressed dry food, Fisher carefully checked the bag he was carrying, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was correct. You must know that his current strength is not up to the physical anti-bullet, so the first aid kit is very necessary, when he first wore it, he didn't bring anything because he had no experience, but he appeared on a battlefield in the past and was hit by a stray bullet.

Since then, Fisher has a long memory, the materials that should be prepared are not falling, anyway, as a psionic person, he can throw items in subspace, and it is the kind with unlimited capacity, the only thing that restricts the storage limit is that he stores items to consume psionic energy, and the bigger the thing, the more psionic energy is required, so at present, he can carry some light weapons or something, and big guys such as tanks and planes don't think about it.

Packing up his belongings, Fisher flagged down a taxi and asked the driver to take him to an abandoned estate in the suburbs of Washington.

"Hey, man, it's been deserted for years, where are you going?" The black driver chewed gum and looked in the rearview mirror at the tightly wrapped Fisher, who was wearing a baseball cap, a field jacket, and sunglasses that covered half of his face.

"It's a hundred, you just need to send me over, then shut your mouth, don't ask, it's yours!"

"Okay!" Brother Hei looked at the big ticket, swallowed his saliva, and then said: "No problem, you know, we black people have the tightest mouths, don't worry, I will not see you today, no matter who asks!" As he spoke, the driver also hammered his chest hard, indicating that he was very reliable.

"I hope so!" Fisher slipped the bill through the partition window of the cab.

The black driver took the $100 ticket, immediately shut his mouth, and quietly drove the car, while also turning off the hip-hop music in the car.

After delivering Fisher to his destination, the driver looked at Fisher, who had disappeared into the manor, and said something in his mouth, "Damn, I shouldn't have pulled a killer!" It's so cool, I've got to tell my grandma! ”

Fisher didn't know that this black brother had made up so much, this manor was a safe house he secretly built himself, the owner of the house was a black animal protection gay man of Mexican descent, he liked to be a vegetarian and he was currently practicing in Iceland, of course, the owner himself did not exist, but all kinds of information did exist, and you could even find out the flight and seat number he was on from the air traffic control bureau.

The reason why he got this safe house is mainly because he can't tell anyone about traveling through the world, and Fisher is not sure that he will not bring some viruses or alien monsters back, so he specially prepared a complete set of decontamination equipment and defense systems.

After entering the manor, Fisher did not go to the main building of the manor, but went directly to the tool room behind the main building, where the entrance to the safe house was located.

After pupil scanning, fingerprint scanning, and voiceprint confirmation, the floor of the tool room slowly sagged, revealing a row of stairs.

In order to build this safe house, Fisher didn't dare to invite the engineering team, and the space inside was dug out by himself with a spade, and then he took the renovation project as a test question for the recruitment exam, handed it over to the engineers who came to the giant god to apply, and selected the best design from it, and then the designer was arranged to Mali, Africa, and the giant god contracted the logistics support of the coalition forces there, and now the designer can dance the local folk dance very proficiently.

"Alright, now let's record, Fisher Adams' third crossing!" Fisher threw his backpack into the subspace, picked up a camera and placed it in the center of the room, facing himself, he had also placed a camera in the previous crossing, but nothing was captured, the machine seemed to be exposed to strong radiation, and it was burned directly, this time he changed to a radiation-proof one, wanting to see how he disappeared.

When everything was ready, Fisher stood in the center of the room, silently closing his eyes, and in his mind, the spark of golden light grew brighter and brighter, and then a golden lightning burst out, leaving a room of ionized burnt smell, and Fisher disappeared into the room.

Nausea, dizziness, chest tightness, this is what Fisher feels at the moment, he opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a void starry sky, dust clouds pulled out traces in the space, little starlight loomed in the dust clouds, and golden psionic flames wrapped Fisher's whole body and slowly disappeared into this nothingness.

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"Long live Mars!"

These were the first words Fisher, who had not yet realized where he had been, when he opened his eyes.