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The world of 2O12, Eiffel Tower, Paris, France.

Although it is approaching evening, the front of this famous building is still crowded with tourists.

A tourist was holding up his camera to take a picture, and now there were suddenly two more people in the camera, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When I looked at that place again, it was as usual. He smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking he was dazzled.

Wan Dong and Wheat followed the pace of the tourists and walked into the Eiffel Tower. I bought two tickets to the top floor and came to the top of the 3oo meter high tower.

At sunset, the two stood on the top of the tower and looked down at the evening view of Paris.

"We have about three years to carry out the salvation plan, and if we do, the population of the empire will increase significantly."

"Yes, master, I will do my best to ensure that the plan is carried out."

"Thousands of shelters, it's really not an easy thing to do, and we're going to be busy starting tomorrow." Wan Dong pondered his plan to see if it was perfect.

The next day, a comprehensive trading company and a securities company were established in New York, USA.

The evidence company used it to finance the trading company and purchase the various materials needed to build the shelter. Wheat invaded the hosts of securities exchanges around the world, turning the clouds and rains in the international foreign exchange and futures markets, and grabbing huge profits every day.

Since the purpose is to save the world, then use the world's money to solve the problem.

From the day it opened, the newly established company began to buy a large number of metals in a variety of varieties. With the support of a large amount of money, large cargo ships loaded with astronomical metal materials sailed from all over the world to the port of New York.

The trading company rents a warehouse at the wharf, where containers full of metal materials are brought in in large quantities every day. Wan Dong came here in the evening to take a look around, and put these materials into the storage space and took them away.

"Find out where all the metals that this company has bought have gone. See if they know something? FBI headquarters, Director Camila Becchi instructed her assistant.

Ever since he had been secretly summoned by the president a month ago to inform him of the impending destruction of the world, his temper had begun to grow irritable.

He was empowered to use a single means when necessary to silence the voices of suspicion. It is also necessary to remove any anomalous behavior that threatens the Ark project, to ensure that the joint construction of the Ark by multiple governments is carried out smoothly.

The trading company, which had only recently come into his sights, had a large amount of money from unknown sources, and it had been on the international market for a large purchase of metal and other materials needed to build the ark, which alarmed him. He immediately sent his right-hand man to begin an investigation into the company.

Wan Dong didn't know anything about it, of course, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't take it seriously. He was building a production shelter dozens of meters underground in the Mojabi Desert at this time.

The designed shelter is a circular spaceship with a diameter of 4oo meters and a height of 2o meters. These purpose-built ships can each carry up to 3oo humans into cryosleep.

In order to save space, the spacecraft has no weapon system, and only the original energy shield and anti-gravity engine are installed, which is actually a shrunken version of the Wheat.

He plans to build about a few thousand of these spacecraft shelters in three years, which will begin to be operational on December 1, 2o12 in this world. As long as you are willing to join the Blue Star Empire and become a citizen, you can board this shelter scattered around the world when the time comes.

Each Vault is to be staffed with one hundred robots to perform cryosleep operations for humans entering the Vault. In this way, it is necessary to move the robot production line and battery production line of the world of "Elysium" to the world of "2O12".

He worked hard for more than a month, and finally got all these production facilities and production space done.

In the huge underground space, it is possible to produce 5 shelters and 5oo robots per day. As long as there are enough materials, enough shelters and robots can be produced in more than a year.

More than 10,000 robots brought out of the Elysium universe have already begun to build the first Vault spacecraft.

After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to Manhattan Island in New York. The trading company's headquarters were located on the 99th floor of the famous Empire State Building, and with a large amount of money, he bought the entire 99th floor as the company's site.

Sitting in the chairman's office, the newly recruited glamorous secretary brought freshly brewed fragrant coffee. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of his office and sipped his coffee, the huge changes in his body brought about by the serum, so that he could clearly see the various pedestrians on the street below without using his telekinesis.

'Boom! Without any notice, the door to the chairman's office was rudely pushed open. Several big men walked in, surrounded by a middle-aged man with glasses.

The newly recruited secretary also followed behind, and hurriedly explained: "Chairman, these people have not made an appointment, they have trespassed in, I can't stop them, do you want to call the police?" ”

"It's okay, Miss Alexia, you go out first, I'll take care of it here." Wan Dong said disappreciatively.

He turned around and sat down behind the executive desk, and said to a few unlucky guests, "So, what do you want to do by trespassing on my company?" Oh, it turned out to be a couple of FBI gentlemen. Is my company guilty of something? Mindfulness swept over a few people, revealing FBI badges and standard pistols on their bodies.

When the middle-aged man in the lead heard Wan Dong's words, he frowned slightly, showed his ID to him, and said, "Yes, we are from the FBI." It doesn't matter where you see it. We found out that your company buys a lot of metal raw materials, but there is no record of sales and use, I want to know where these materials go? ”

"What do you call this Mr. FBI?" Wan Dong drank his coffee and asked slowly.

"Iqabod Kibble, my patience is limited, if you don't cooperate with me well, I will have to invite you back to the bureau for questioning." Ikabold Kibble was instructed to find out where the raw materials were going and to take measures if necessary.

Kible checked the customs and the company's accounts, but did not know where the raw materials had finally gone, as if they had been steamed. In the end, I had to come directly to the door and prepare to ask the person concerned. If you don't cooperate, you will be brought back to the bureau to impose interrogation, and you can't pry open the other party's mouth if you don't believe it.

"Mr. Kible, my company is not buying or selling contraband, why do I need to report it to the FBI? When did the FBI's powers extend to this kind of program? It seems that during this extraordinary period, a large amount of metal materials has been lost, which has aroused the suspicion of the FBI, he thought to himself.

Wan Dong's nonchalant attitude made Kible a little angry. An Asian American is fearless in the face of the FBI, and dares to question himself.

With a wave of his hand, four FBI agents who had been preparing for a long time rushed up behind him, ready to subdue Wan Dong and forcibly bring him back to the bureau for interrogation.

"Mr. Kible, who gave you the right to have the audacity to forcibly take the chairman of a large corporation in public?" Wan Dong put down the coffee cup, leaned back in the chair, and asked.

Kebble lifted his clothes a little, revealing the holster inside, and said with a smile: "It's it, do you have any opinions?" Carl, what are you guys doing? Subdue him and bring him back to the bureau. After saying a word to Wan Dong, he felt that something was wrong. Turning around, several detectives stood in place, not carrying out their orders, and couldn't help yelling.

"Oh, since you asked me, then I sue you, I have a very opinion. Because in my eyes, your gun is just a toy to scare children, is your dependence just a toy? Haha, that's funny. Wan Dong said with a smile.

Keeble sensed that something was wrong, and the agents all had hideous expressions, as if they were trying to break free from some kind of shackle. I reached out and pushed one of them, but there was no response.

He quickly took out the gun from his side and pointed it at Wan Dong, "What did you do?" What did you do with them? Say it, or I'll shoot! Kebble yelled in horror.

"You think you have the power to decide the fate of others, and you try to deprive them of their freedom. Do you also fear when more powerful forces appear? What are you afraid of? Freely? Life? Wan Dong took a sip of his coffee cup and said to Kible.

"Ahh Kible was frightened by the strange atmosphere in front of him, and frantically pulled the trigger, but now no matter how much he tried, the trigger did not move. He roared wildly and smashed his gun at Wan Dong, trying to turn and flee from the room that terrified him. As soon as he ran to the door, he crashed into an invisible wall.

This hit him with a star, and he sat down on the ground, and saw that the snatch he had thrown out stopped in the air like that. The sweat on his face flowed down involuntarily, and he said in horror: "It's not my idea, it's the director who sent me, it's not my idea, let me go!" The fear of the unknown made Kible betray the director without hesitation.

"Is it really troublesome, FBI director? Let's deal with it, lest the material shipment be blocked. Wan Dong frowned and muttered a few words.

"Mr. Kible, since it wasn't your idea, take me to meet your director. Just make it clear, it's just a misunderstanding, right? Wan Dong said kindly to Keble, who was sitting on the ground.

"Yes, yes, just a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding. But the director was at the FBI headquarters in Washington, not in New York. ”

"In Washington? Then let's not waste time and go now. These men of yours will soon be free, so please restrain them and refrain from any drastic acts, okay? ”

"No problem, no problem. Karl, I command you not to act on your own. Kible sweated, and ordered a few of his men.

"Okay, you guys go, I'm going to Washington with your chief." Wan Dong waved his hand, and several people regained control of their bodies.

Several FBI agents who have been bound by mental power for half a day are like amnesties. Who cares about Keble, one by one slipped away faster than a rabbit.

"These bastards, they don't care about me at all!" Kible cursed angrily.

"Huh." Wan Dong smiled, and the next moment he appeared on the streets of Washington with Keebel.

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