It seems that he really has to provide some useful information to Binladen, otherwise it is really unreasonable to be emotional.

On the other hand, the world does need to wake up. The invasion of the alien murderers is imminent, and the entire human race is still ignorant of it, and delusional that the current suffering is just an illusion, and even the Ark of Sacred Ark organization has miscalculated, focusing on how to profit from the zombies, ignoring all potential dangers, if no one makes a deafening cry, everything will be irreversible.

But what the real end looks like, Wu Ming still can't reveal it completely to Binladan, because that kind of statement is too sensational, easy to cause panic, and for now, there is still a lack of tangible evidence. Wu Ming could not even cite any clues about the existence of the invaders, let alone details such as where they would land, how many troops they would have, and how powerful their combat capabilities were, so it was difficult to be convincing.

The information that Wu Ming can give can only be a relatively vague inference, just as Binladan asserts in real history, there are even more terrifying creatures hiding behind zombies, and those creatures are the main culprits that threaten the continued survival of mankind. Such a statement is more logical, no matter what the public thinks, it is estimated that it will wake up some people of insight.

Bin Laden plans to start a full-scale operation a year later, first of all, he himself stood up from the grave and frightened people, used his personal influence to recruit a large number of party diehards, so that his terrorist forces reappeared in front of the world, and then gradually pushed Wu Ming, the holy son, to the forefront, as for whether to fight against the catastrophe of the end times, or to achieve the ambition of global domination, then I am afraid only he himself knows.

During this period, Binladan's main task was to recuperate, and if he always looked sick, it would be very detrimental to the implementation of the overall plan. Wu Ming was deeply skeptical about this, because in his opinion, Bin Ladan had almost reached the point of being terminally ill and had no soul, especially since his legs had shrunk to the point of skin and bones, and he wanted to stand up again, unless it was his so-called holy son who could conjure up some elixir.

But in real history, Binladan did stand up and was alive and well.

Perhaps, in the coming year, this legendary demon will really be lucky enough to encounter some kind of unrecorded miracle.

As for the placement of Wu Ming, the Holy Son, Bin Ladan also has his own plans.

Similar to Wu Ming's thoughts, Bin Laden also planned to let him find a spare position in the Ark Organization for a while, and at the same time gradually solve the mysteries hidden in the Ark of the Covenant, so that when the final catastrophe came, he could exert his maximum energy.

But the difference is that he hopes that Wu Ming can show as much extraordinariness as possible with the help of Dr. Dürr, and at the same time the rapid development of the organization, step by step to the top of power, and eventually become a sect leader who can influence the entire world.

Wu Ming is not without such great ambitions, in fact, as long as it is possible to reverse the trend of the end times, even if the possibility is very small, he is willing to try. But the fact that he became the leader of the sect was quite resistant to it in his heart, because he thought it was quite demagogic.

Wu Ming knew where his strengths were - he was just a fighter and would never back down when facing the enemy, but when it came to manipulating a large number of and extremely complex people's minds, he didn't have that much ability.

But in any case, Binladhan's kindness had already come to his face, and he couldn't help but smile uneasily. In particular, such a placement meant a very stable place to stay, a good chance to help him secretly advance his plans without outside interference, and a chance to dig deeper into the true power of the Ark of the Covenant, and perhaps his enlightenment would recover sooner.

At last, Subayat knocked impatiently at the door again, reminding the frail father that he could not delay any longer, and that it was only a quarter of an hour before one o'clock in the morning.

Bin Laden reluctantly ended the meeting, and when Wu Ming walked out of the courtyard, the only light was extinguished, and the whole village sank into darkness and desolate silence.

The moon had risen at some point, and it was so bright that it compared all the stars in the sky.

Under the moonlight, three figures were still waiting quietly.

The mastiff still had a cold face, standing diagonally beside Titer with his hands on his chest, and even in the dark night, he never took off his sunglasses. Titer seemed to be a little tired, put one hand on the shoulder of the fierce mastiff, rested his head on Dr. Doerr's back, and saw Wu Ming slowly pacing out the door, he did not forget to offer a sweet smile.

Dr. Durr had just turned off the communicator and beckoned to Wu Ming.

"Looks like you're talking well, Mr. Wu." He laughed and said, "Daddy has never talked to someone for so long, and listening to his tone, it seems like he's still excited." ”

Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders lightly and did not say a word.

Dr. Durr came up and grabbed Wu Ming's arm, and asked as he led him out of the village, "What do you think of Daddy?" ”

"Hmm......" Wu Ming didn't understand the question, "He's good...... Very welcoming and ...... Cordial. ”

"Of course, but that's not what I'm asking......," Dr. Doerr smiled wryly, "how much hope do you think he has for a full recovery?" ”

"Oh, that's right." Wu Ming showed an expression of sudden realization, but he was thinking in his heart, I'm not a doctor, why did I ask me without a head?

"I don't think so." Wu Ming told the truth, "He is too weak, as if he is completely supported by his spiritual power...... Anyway, didn't you take him to the doctor? ”

Dr. Doerr's face became even more bitter: "We have searched for all the famous doctors in the world, if the current medicine can effectively cure it, how can we be so helpless?" His nervous system has been completely ruined, and it has even been asserted that he will not survive until the end of the year......"

"No, he'll be fine." Wu Ming glanced at the doctor and said confidently.

Wu Ming didn't think of any life-saving cure, the reason why he was so sure was only because he knew that the historical Bin Ladan was not as simple as dying of illness.

"Then I'm much more relieved."

Dr. Durr felt a sense of relief. At that moment, Wu Ming felt as if this guy had also been brainwashed by that father, and began to believe that he was the legendary Holy Son or something. But Bin Laden made it clear that he would not reveal his identity to anyone......

Wu Ming peeked at the doctor and found that he was holding his chin in deep thought, and his solemn expression was more of a scientific attitude, which should have nothing to do with theology.

"I thought of it!"

He suddenly patted Wu Ming's shoulder fiercely, which frightened Wu Ming violently, "Mr. Wu, have you carefully studied the nervous system in the zombie's body, and it is from there that you have found the best way to cure your father?" ”

"What?"

Wu Ming couldn't stop crying and laughing, "Dr. Dürr, you probably misunderstood, I didn't say that I had any cure here, because that is not my main research direction, I ...... Actually......"

"Oh, so that's just a good wish."

Dr. Durr stopped Wu Ming's words, but the loss on his face couldn't be more obvious, "I'm so sorry, I thought you were talking about these things, it seems that I was worrying about it." ”

He took a deep breath, and Wu Ming could hear that he was doing that to offset the feeling of wanting to sigh.

"I want to ...... There will always be a turnaround. Wu Ming didn't know what to say, "You can also see that his mood is very good, and he has always been optimistic, maybe what kind of miracle will happen to him." ”

Dr. Doerr was not a child, and was certainly not comforted by that simplicity.

He smiled bitterly: "I sometimes really think that I am an idiot, always whimsical, and think that I have the ability to fight against the laws of nature. In fact, it was just self-soothing. Watching my dad get weaker day by day, I couldn't do anything helplessly, even though I knew it was crazy to start with zombies, but I still jumped headlong into it......"

Dr. Dürr's true feelings touched Wu Ming, and Wu Ming has always wondered if the real historical Bin Laden finally reappeared in a healthy state, whether it was really a breakthrough in zombie-related research.

"Actually...... Actually, we can think of another way, maybe as you said, there is some kind of substance in the zombie body that can repair the human nervous system, and I can really help in this regard. ”

As soon as Wu Ming's words came out, he heard the fierce mastiff snorting coldly behind him.

"Oh? What do you think, Minister? ”

Dr. Doerr turned his head and asked, earnestly, as if he hadn't heard the contempt and distrust that was hidden in that voice.

"It's nothing, doctor, I'm just a little uncomfortable with my nose."

The fierce mastiff kept silent, retaining his attitude.

The doctor nodded: "You have to pay attention to your body, I know you have been tossing a lot this time, but don't get sick." However, when he was about to turn back and continue the discussion with Wu Ming, he suddenly realized that the lie mastiff's statement was a bit coping, so he solemnly stopped and turned his whole body to the fierce mastiff.

"Tell me, dear...... Brother, what are you worried about? ”

Dr. Doerr's voice raised slightly, but the tone was still out of step with sternness, "You also heard what Daddy told you just now, Mr. Wu and we are now a family, and we should be honest with each other." ”

The fiery mastiff paused slightly, and the small eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to flicker with a complex light. But Wu Ming didn't have a chance to observe further, because the fierce mastiff diverted the topic, and instead spit out a name that he hated even more from his mouth: "Abai! ”

"Oh yes, that's a nuisance." Dr. Doore nodded in relief, and immediately frowned again, "This guy took it upon himself to expose the Ark prematurely, so that some people might find it in advance......"

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