The damage caused by nuclear energy pollution to the body has made Zhang Longchu extremely weak, so after listening to Donald's words, he took the opportunity to nod with a wry smile and said: "You guessed right, Professor, I have a very strong light perception vertigo, and I usually don't even dare to watch virtual live movies." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Oh, what the hell, now I feel dizzy and I'm starting to feel like vomiting, sorry, can you take me back to the hotel? ”

"Oh, of course," Donald said with a look of frustration on his face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I wanted to let you know how groundbreaking the experiment I am currently presiding, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this." ”

"No, no, no, professor," Zhang Longchu smiled reluctantly, and said sincerely, "Although the bright light produced by the experiment made me feel unbearable, the artificial black hole also opened my eyes, so I still very, thank you very much for inviting me to your lab." ”

"Really, Mr. Zhang," Donald's eyes lit up after hearing this, and after a few seconds of silence, he said cheekily: "Well, in fact, I invited you to my laboratory in the hope that I would impress your heart by letting you observe the experimental process, and let you give you some funding."

Of course, in return, when these great experiments are successful, I will add your name to the roster of collaborators, so that you too can leave a brilliant mark in the temple of science, which is much more glorious than an honorary doctorate from MIT, what do you think? ”

"Oh, that sounds like a good note, so how much do you need?" Zhang Longchu showed an interested expression, looked at Donald and shrugged his shoulders and asked.

"32.3 million meters, I hope to change to the latest model of cold light manufacturing instrument, and the spectrosphere also has a replacement product, if you can..." Donald, who had already thought about what he needed and how much it was worth, proposed a price that he thought was no more, no less, and before his voice fell, he was interrupted by Zhang Longchu who didn't care, "No problem, Professor Donald."

Because of your boldness and respect for me, I am willing to donate this money to you, send the account to my mobile phone, and the money for your new instrument will arrive tomorrow morning at the latest. As the two spoke, they had already left the laboratory and came to a circular arched metal corridor dozens of meters long.

Listening to Zhang Long's words, Donald said in surprise: "Really, Mr. Zhang, really, you are so generous...";

He took off his lab coat and threw it in the trash can at the entrance, and then strolled into the corridor.

In an instant, a thick mist of water sprayed from the bottom up from the floor that received the weight sense, washing over and over the bodies of him and Zhang Longchu, who had stepped into the metal passage, but by the time they left the corridor, not even a single drop of water had fallen on Zhou's body.

After changing into his own clothes in the men's locker room at the exit, Zhang Longchu and Donald walked out of the B9 test building, and Donald personally drove him back to the hotel.

After the two said goodbye in the foyer, Zhang Longchu endured his discomfort while calling his financial advisor in the United States and asked him to remit the donations he promised to Donald into his account;

While walking quickly back to the presidential suite he rented, as soon as he entered the door, he came to the wardrobe in the bedroom, opened the cabinet, and sat directly on the ground to practice the chakra secret method.

Soon, a circle of colored light slowly lit up from weak to strong in various parts of his body, such as his hands, feet, abdomen, and chest, and finally when the Babel wheel hanging three inches above his head appeared in the air, the strange object 'world' placed in the wardrobe suddenly turned from solid to virtual, into countless curves, and poured into the Babel wheel.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy that permeated the universe began to penetrate into Zhang Longchu's body through the 'world' phantom, constantly washing his skin, bones, blood, and internal organs.

One hour, two hours, three hours... Before I knew it, it was early the next morning,

At this moment, Zhang Longchu had already recovered from the damage he had received due to the high-intensity radiation, and the spiritual energy contained in his body had been continuously compressed and compressed to the extreme, and he began to continue to expand in his body.

His body was inflated like a balloon to the brink of exploding, if it was usual, he would have felt the horror a long time ago, but in his cultivation, he was not afraid at all, and he was still savoring the changes in his spiritual energy.

A few minutes later, Zhang Longchu's body finally couldn't withstand the energy infusion pouring from the Babel Wheel, and a loud sound from his body sounded in his ears, and he felt an unbearable stinging pain in the pores around his body, and then there was a feeling of relief that he had never felt before, which grew from the depths of his heart.

Naturally sensing that his own strength had completed a breakthrough, Zhang Longchu stopped cultivating, stood up, and did a backflip on the spot, crossing a graceful arc in the air and falling towards the waterbed.

At the moment when his body was about to fall on the bed, he suddenly reached out and pressed against the wall, and his palm was firmly attached to the wall as if it was sticky, and even his entire body was fixed in the air.

"Psionic energy can be released through skin contact, this is the new ability that I have produced after evolving to the silver life without changing my body, and it's quite practical..."Holding this strange posture, looking up and down, left and right, Zhang Longchu muttered with a smile, and then let go and landed lightly on the bed.

At this time, he was refreshed, restrained his desire to immediately immerse his consciousness in the world of strange things, walked into the bathroom, took a good bath, changed into clean clothes, dialed Howard's phone, and asked with a smile: "Hey, man, today is the weekend, why don't you have breakfast together?" ”

When the words landed, a somewhat familiar female voice came from the earpiece and asked, "Are you Mr. Zhang Longchu?" ”

"I am," I felt that something was not quite right in my heart, and Zhang Longchu's smile gradually disappeared and replied, "Miss, please let Howard answer the phone, okay?" ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, this is the Massachusetts branch of the FBI, and your friend has been arrested on suspicion of sabotage of nuclear facilities and premeditated terrorist attacks," the female voice on the phone said calmly, "Unfortunately, he may not be able to have breakfast with you for the past 20 years." ”

"That's not necessarily, Miss Detective," Zhang Longchu's heart tightened when he heard this, his face became blue and he was silent for a few seconds, and said in a cold voice: "The United States is a legal society, whether a person is guilty or not is not decided by an employee of a government authority but by a judge, I will find the best lawyer in the world..."

"Your Majesty, you are also a person who has experienced a brutal power struggle, how can you still retain this kind of naïve idea that only ordinary people have," the female voice in the earpiece laughed softly, interrupting Zhang Longchu's words: "Of course, if you really want to make the matter public and make a big fuss according to the regular judicial process, we are also happy to accompany you."

However, I want to solve the problem through private communication, which is a more appropriate method for both you and me. ”

"Now release Howard immediately, suspend all prosecutions against him, and then wait for me for 3 months," Zhang Longchu's face was cloudy and muttered for a moment, and suddenly said: "After 3 months, I will naturally take the initiative to come to you to communicate and solve this problem." Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, he directly turned off the mobile phone.

Then he folded the strange object into a box, hung it around his neck, and walked briskly to the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel's presidential suite.

Looking down at the city outside the window that had just woken up from his sleep, Zhang Longchu showed a guilty expression, and muttered to himself, "The breakthrough in strength and quality is close at hand, and I can only temporarily wronged Howard, so it is actually good for me and for him..."

After summoning a hurricane to wrap around his body, he broke through the window, flew into the sky and rushed into the cloudy sky, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of clouds in an instant.

A few minutes later, the news of Mr. Zhang's sudden disappearance was transmitted to a spacious conference room in the Massachusetts branch of the FBI through a monitor's report.

After listening to the report, sitting in the deputy position on the right side of an oval desk in the center of the conference room, a tall, bald head, and a middle-aged black man with a white beard on his chin said expressionlessly: "Leaving a promise and suddenly using his extraordinary strength to escape without a trace, this Sultan Zhang Longchu is really an interesting guy."

Ms. Natasha, it seems that you Federal Special Population Control Commission are not prepared for the character profile that you received from the CIA. ”

Hearing this, Natasha, who was sitting opposite the black man, with a supermodel-like figure, physiognomy and at least golden life force, said expressionlessly: "It's not that his character profile is inaccurate, but that His Majesty the Sultan is facing a major breakthrough, so he decided to avoid it for the time being, and wait until his strength is stronger and he has more chips in his hand before fighting us."

I have proposed before that the hotel passengers should be evacuated and that we will negotiate with him after the hotel is tightly controlled..."

A Caucasian old man with a serious temperament sitting at the head of the desk suddenly interrupted Natasha's words, "Ms. Natasha, our target is the leader of the member states of Malaysia, which has diplomatic relations with Millican, and of course has diplomatic immunity.

If he is arrested with great fanfare as you said, and then negotiations are held, in case of adverse consequences, the entire strategic layout of the United States in the Asia-Pacific region will be affected.

So putting pressure on him by detaining his friends is the only option we can make, and it's like the B9 lab at MIT, which is a special unit of the Department of Defense that the White House has ordered that no intelligence agency monitor it, so we can only investigate on the periphery, and finally make the goal easily achieve the goal.

The rules may be applied to a specific event and there is something unreasonable, but without it, the order of the whole society will cease to exist, right? (To be continued.) )