Three days later.

New York, inside a luxurious office.

"Professor Price, how many ways does the U.S. military control nuclear weapons exist? How does it work? Matthew sat in his seat, looked at the middle-aged white man in front of him with a serious face, and asked.

Professor Price was silent for a moment before he replied hoarsely: "The detonation methods of nuclear weapons are divided into gun type and implosion type, so that the fissile material can quickly reach the supercritical point, and it takes ...... to carry out a nuclear fission explosion."

"Can you do a timed explosion? Is the time adjustable? Matthew asked.

Professor Price nodded.

"If there is a nuclear weapon in front of you now, can you detonate it?" Matthew asked meaningfully.

"That's impossible. The detonation of nuclear weapons requires special personnel and special equipment. I can't do it alone. Professor Price immediately shook his head.

Although he didn't know if Matthew had a way to get a nuclear weapon, he subconsciously wanted to dispel Matthew's idea.

"Can't really do it?" Matthew stared at Price, and his spirit began to probe into his consciousness, stirring.

"It really can't be done." Professor Price replied in a trance.

"Then do you know what special talents and special equipment there are? Say their names. "Matthew controls Price.

"Ryan? Dalí, Mark? Hughes ......" Price unconsciously burst out a series of names, and then gave a detailed account of their situation.

"Okay, you take a rest first, I'll come when I go." Matthew stunned Professor Price and teleported out.

According to the information provided by Price, Matthew arrested all of them and their families.

A day later.

"Sir, 13 nuclear weapons experts have disappeared along with their families, and this is the list." A CIA intelligence officer reported.

The director of the CIA sat in his office chair, took the list, glanced at it a few times, and frowned: "There was no sign before?" What about their security guards? ”

"Nope. Security personnel were unaware of any anomalies, and all experts suddenly disappeared while reuniting with their families at home, with no signs of resistance in the house. The intelligence officer replied in the affirmative.

"Was it a planned defection? But it doesn't make sense, most of these people are white Americans, and the only foreigner is an islander, why did they defect? And escaped so without leaving a trace? The CIA director muttered to himself.

"Could it be him?"

"Who is the chief talking about?"

"Tell me to go down, focus on the residences of these people, investigate all surveillance, and don't miss a single detail."

"Yes."

After the intelligence officers went down, the director of the CIA dialed the encrypted phone: "George, when you reported to the president yesterday, you mentioned an alien who can teleport?" ”

"Not bad." George's voice sounded, and then he thought of the identity of the CIA director, and said in surprise: "David, do you have any news of him?" ”

"I'm not sure either, but something strange happened today, thirteen nuclear weapons experts and their families all disappeared mysteriously, and there was no sign that it was a planned defection, so I suddenly remembered the alien you said about teleporting." CIA Director David explained.

"Nuclear weapons expert?" George's serious voice came.

"Yes, some of these experts are in theoretical research, some in manufacturing, and some in specific ......operations," David said.

"Oh my God, does he want to build nuclear weapons?" George wondered.

"I don't rule it out." David's tone was heavy.

We must be cautious about any issue involving nuclear weapons, because if something happens, it will be an earth-shattering event.

"Close contact, as soon as there is any news of that alien, we will exchange news as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Matthew returned to his office in New York after secretly housed the families of the other twelve nuclear weapons experts.

"Okay, let's get started, as long as you do things seriously, I won't hurt your family." Matthew laughed.

"Who the hell are you? What are you holding us for? Someone asked angrily.

"Well, I'm just a peace-loving person, you see, the nuclear weapons of the United States and Russia combined are enough to destroy humanity several times.

Perhaps one day, another war maniac like Hitler will start a nuclear war, and humanity will be in danger of extinction.

What I want to do is to put away all these nuclear weapons, destroy them, and give humanity a better future. Matthew opened his eyes and said nonsense.

The thirteen people standing in front of the meeting all had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and Matthew couldn't help but smile: "Of course, these are all white lies prepared for you to better accept reality.

In fact, I'm a time traveler.

In my world, there are a large number of aliens attacking the Earth, and the Earth's conventional weapons cannot do any damage to the alien fleet, only nuclear weapons can do it.

And the nuclear weapons stored on Earth are not enough to repel the dense alien fleet, and of course I will not see my home destroyed, so I will use my talent to travel through time and space to reach your plane and collect more nuclear weapons to defend my homeland. ”

"Time travel?" Price and the others still don't believe Matthew's explanation, but they are interested in the time travel that Matthew mentioned.

"Yes, I don't know what the principle is, but I can perceive parallel universes and travel back and forth." Matthew nodded.

"Do you have any proof?" Price asked.

Matthew waved a sentry prototype out.

"Oh my God, it's incredible. Is this space storage technology? Instead of paying too much attention to the Sentinel Prototype, the crowd was surprised by Matthew's method of retracting the Sentinel Prototype.

Price was surprised: "Are you really a time traveler?" ”

Seeing that Matthew's spatial teleportation and spatial storage are both spatial superpowers, he somewhat believes in Matthew's identity as a time traveler.

"Yes. So you don't have to worry, you must know that with my ability, if I really want to be detrimental to your world, it will not make much difference whether or not these nuclear weapons are used. Matthew laughed.

"In that case, why don't you contact the U.S. government directly and be open and honest?" A young white American expert was puzzled.

Matthew and the others looked at him like idiots.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with my words? ”

"Leo, no matter what Matthew says, the U.S. government will not agree to hand over nuclear weapons to him." Price explained with a light cough.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to work hard to help me, don't worry about the follow-up troubles, it's a big deal that I take you and your family out of this world and live in other worlds, and you can also experience the scenery of different worlds, isn't it great?" Matthew took the Sentinel prototype in and clapped his hands and laughed.

"Can this really be the case?" Price and the others were all excited.

You must know that they are all scientists, full of curiosity and yearning for time and space travel, if they can experience it for themselves, maybe they will be able to make a breakthrough in science in the future.

What's more, their families are all in Matthew's hands, and they don't know what secret place Matthew has taken to, and they have tried the power of life and death talismans, and they don't have much courage to resist from the bottom of their hearts.

A slap in the face, a sweet date, the eternal routine is always the most popular.

Already shaken in their hearts, they began to reveal more details, and then Matthew teleported them to a nuclear weapons warehouse they knew, the underground storage room of Washington Air Force Base.

About 1,200 nuclear warheads of various types are stored here.

Looking at the smallest one, which was also more than three meters long, and the big one was even more than eight meters long, Matthew exclaimed, "It's really spectacular." ”

"Most of these nuclear warheads have a yield of more than 100,000 tons, some of them reach 1 million tons, and there are only ten nuclear warheads of 10 million tons, and they explode within 500 meters of the center, and the temperature is as high as 100 million degrees in an instant, far exceeding the temperature of the sun's surface, and can vaporize any object." Professor Price introduced.

"Amazing, no wonder aliens are afraid of these nuclear weapons, the power is too great." Matthew smiled with satisfaction, put his hand on a nuclear warhead, mentally communicated with the shuttle, and took it in.

"Uh, it's heavy." Matthew couldn't help but shake his head, slightly tired.

"Of course, the lightest of these nuclear warheads weighs 20 tons, and you use space for storage, is there also a weight limit?" Professor Price asked curiously.

"Well, it's hard for me to fit into space if it's too heavy or too big." Matthew nodded, and then looked at the remaining more than a thousand nuclear warheads on the side a little speechlessly, when will this be received?

"Heavenly Spirit, is there a way to remove these restrictions and put them all away at once?" Matthew consciously communicated with the heavenly spirit and asked.

"The inheritor can spend origin points, taking the inheritor's limit of 25 tons as an example, every time it is doubled, it needs to cost 0.1 origin points."

"Professor Price, how many nuclear weapons do you have in your world?" Matthew asked.

"The number of nuclear weapons announced in the world is about 14,000, but considering the secret storage of various countries, it may reach 20,000." Price replied immediately.

"20,000?" Matthew muttered in his mouth, and communicated with Tianling in his heart: "That's the origin point of about 2,000 points, tsk, it's really like water." ”

"Did the inheritor spend the origin point to collect all the nuclear weapons in front of him?" Heavenly Spirit asked.

"Take it in." Matthew confirmed, then put his hand on the nuclear weapons lined up.

Everyone's eyes were dazzled, and they suddenly found that the nuclear warheads that originally occupied most of the space were all gone.

"Mr. Matthew, aren't you unable to collect too heavy objects at once?" Professor Price looked at Matthew in surprise.

"It cost a little bit......" Matthew said perfunctorily.

Professor Price and the others saw that Matthew did not explain in detail, and they did not pursue any further questions.

The disappearance of a large number of nuclear warheads immediately triggered the alarm at the base.

The faces of these nuclear weapons experts changed greatly, and they looked at Matthew tremblingly: "Mr. Matthew? ”

Matthew glanced at the empty nuclear arsenal and smiled, "Okay, let's go." ”

With that, he let them hold hands, then put his hand on their shoulders, spent some origin points, and carried them back to the office in New York in an instant.