Han Dong stretched out a hand to take his helmet, and the dark clouds were thick and Chen Hao slowly let go of his hand.

Han Dong brought the helmet back to his head, opened a gap and looked at me and said, "You say, if you can't say it, you will let me beat it back." ”

Han Dong's voice was slightly crying, which made me a little unable to hold back my laughter.

"That's right, if you tell this group of people that it's true. After the meteorite falls, the Americas will be gone. Now there's a way for everybody to move to Asia. So suppose that the foreigners did not do anything to smash and loot, and moved to Asia very safely and law-abidingly. So what will become of the economy, housing prices, and prices? Have you ever thought about it? This is still not considering that your identity is revealed, and people believe you under the premise of contradictory information. I said.

"What?" Han Dong said with a crying voice, it was obvious that he couldn't think now.

I sighed and said, "Ten things for ten people, ten dollars for each person." But if you want to change it to twenty people all at once, can it only be ten yuan? Or is it enough? This is just a simple thing to eat, but what about the housing prices? What about prices? ”

"It's going to double... Dark clouds gathered on the side, and he said.

"Not only that, but these estimates are exponentially increasing. If you are ruthless, the dollar may be worthless in the next moment. Dying things are worthless. Chen Hao said.

Han Dong also seemed to understand what we were saying, and closed his mouth and thought silently.

In fact, as soon as I heard what Han Dong said before, I remembered something.

Housing prices in Beijing are an example.

The three rings are about 50,000, and the five rings all start at 10,000.

This is still only for the Chinese, and the price will increase every year. How many rich people are there in the United States? So many people poured in at once, and the result was that the end of the world would collapse before it began.

"Isn't there Africa that can be rebuilt? Just trick people into coming. Han Dong said, wiping the tears from his face.

Isn't it okay to be tricked? The phrase was rolling in my head.

Han Dong figured it out, better than we all did.

I had an idea, got up and pulled the pen and paper from the podium. He took off the glove of his right hand and wrote on a pen and paper: Eighth, send all the people of the Americas to Asia and Africa. The entrance and weight cause the Earth to shift to one side, and gravity causes the Earth to change its orbit to one side to avoid Apophis. To say 100 percent is to say that there is already data. Say it can be public, as truthful as possible. (Don't read the brackets, it's obviously impossible.) Just to trick people all over the world into avoiding the end of the world, I think you understand what I mean. ）

I handed the written note to Han Dong, and after reading it, Han Dong handed it to the dark clouds.

After reading it, the clouds covered and handed it to Chen Hao, and Chen Hao handed it to me again after reading it.

"How?" I said to everyone.

"Will they agree to do that?" The clouds were thick and he said incomprehensibly.

I grabbed the interpreter's headset and said, "I have a strategy that can make the success rate reach 50 percent." ”

There was silence.

"Okay." The clouds covered and he nodded his head and said.

Han Dong thought about it, and nodded his head as he thought about it.

Chen Hao also nodded his head and said: "If it is certain that the earth will be hit by a meteorite, then saving people is the key." ”

I patted Lixia's ass and handed the note to Lixia, who was sitting upright.

Lixia looked at the note in my hand, lowered his head and looked at me half-squatting and said, "I know what you think, but how sure are you?" ”