Originally, Sean could have been kept in the state of being turned into a Coke bottle, and it was best to keep it, but in this way, he couldn't copy the ability, so he had to toss it like this.

He also procured half a house of raw materials needed for the coma gas generator according to the recipe of the Russians, which was enough for one or two years.

With the electricity and supplies ready, Sean took out the Coke bottle and placed it in the middle of the warehouse.

Both deformation and reverting require the application of magic, somewhat similar to computer compression and decompression, both of which need to be done once.

A large amount of magic energy poured out of his palm again, and the Coke bottle quickly returned to its original appearance under the shroud of scarlet energy.

At that time, Sean only unplugged the power cord, and now plugged it in immediately, and the soldier boy in the tin can did not change in any way because of such a second or two of power outage.

"System, I now got the soldier boy from Russia to the United States more than a year in advance, and locked him up in the United States, don't I give a reward for interfering in the plot amplitude?"

Sean waited for two minutes, no response in his head.

"What about the system? Talking, system? ”

Still no response.

"Play dead, it's yours."

Sean complained, guessing in his heart that it might be too little of an impact.

That is, to move a position, and the person was not released, it had no impact at all, and the system was still fine.

The tin cans were running with a rumbling sound, but the decibels were acceptable, and the warehouse was not small, and it was far from the main road, so it would not go out.

Sean pressed his hand against the iron door, feeling the movement inside carefully through the shell.

"The breathing is very steady, and the heartbeat is also very steady, indicating that we are still asleep and it is impossible to wake up on our own."

"But how can I copy his abilities with such a thing?"

"Next time, it's been too long to be away this time, it's time to go back and have a look."

The warehouse was reinforced, and then locked again, and Sean dared to leave here.

Counting the time, it's almost 48 hours.

In order not to be tracked, Sean didn't bring his mobile phone at all, but just said a few words to the management of the core fan base before leaving.

Sean was a little nervous when he returned to the dormitory, but when he arrived, he found out that Scott had moved away, because the parody show was getting bigger and bigger, and people like them, as well as the organizers and a hotel rented by Walter to work, and everything was a mess in the past two days.

Sean packed his things and rushed to the hotel, and everything went smoothly and no one looked into it.

The popularity of the imitation show is getting higher and higher day by day, and many people are already red-eyed.

Whether it is some fans who participated in organizing the competition, or the players who participated in the competition, in the face of huge financial interests, they all tried to get a piece of the pie.

For Sean, the initiator, these people are eager to replace him.

So when Sean showed a tendency to decentralize, these people in the fan group rushed to grab it.

This means that his marginalization is passive, hidden, and closer to true freedom.

But just as Sean wants to slip away again to see the Soldier Boy, he receives an unexpected request.

Edgar wants to see him at this time.

For the president of Walter, the adopter of Sean's body, he has nothing to fear, so he passed over generously.

It's still the same familiar little restaurant, but Newman is gone, and Edgar is alone.

He stared at the cutlery on the table and didn't move for a long time.

Sean sat across from Edgar with some restraint, looking at the plate in front of Edgar with some confusion and touching his head.

Edgar suddenly adjusted his sitting position and made a gesture for the servant to serve the food.

As he poured himself a little wine, he asked, "I heard that the parody show you've been holding recently is very hot." ”

"It's okay." Sean said honestly, "I've been a little dizzy lately, I have no experience in organizing such an event, and I basically watch them operate from the sidelines, and I can't do anything." ”

"This is normal, and this incident also tells you a truth." Hearing Sean say this, Edgar's expression suddenly softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Some people think that they can do anything with superpowers, but in fact, professional things have to be done by professional people, otherwise everything will go wrong." ”

"Hmm...... But that's how we work, right? Sean knew that Edgar was hinting at the growing desire for power on the part of his countrymen, but he could only pretend not to understand, "You are the president of Walter, Ashley is also very professional, and everything is going in a good direction." ”

"You're right, it's just that there's some danger in these pictures." Edgar agreed, but also expressed concern: "Think about it, the board of directors of the company, and many of the stalwart managers are ordinary people, if one day, a superpowered terrorist attacks the company, even if the 7-person team can repel those terrorists, but what will the company do?" ”

"How so?" Sean said incredulously, "With the motherland, no one can attack the Walter Company, and I firmly believe that." ”

"There are more and more super-powered terrorists in this world, and we must be prepared." Edgar knew that Sean was a die-hard fan of his homeland, and instead of this time, he began to induce, but intended to change subtly.

When Edgar said these words, Sean guessed what he meant.

Although I don't know whether Edgar's hole cards are more or less, but playing cards like this, who would think that their cards are small, not to mention that Sean's current position is quite important, with his superpowers, maybe it will work wonders.

Since Edgar wants to influence him subtly, Sean doesn't mind taking the initiative to speed up.

"Do you mean that there will be terrorists in the world with the ability of the motherland, attacking Vought? There will even be superpowers who are more powerful than the motherland? So how can we resist? ”

Of course, Edgar will not reveal it casually, but just say: "Sometimes I think about it, we need to cultivate some superpowers who really understand management." I mean, if the board of directors is attacked, the Motherland might fight back for us, but you can't expect a team of seven to run the company, right? ”

"That's really not going to work." Sean immediately showed his side of sanity, "Superheroes are the embodiment of justice, they exist to punish evil and promote good, but management should be handed over to professional people, to say a joke, the crime analysis department needs people who are math majors, I'm afraid no one in the Super 7 team understands math haha." ”

"That's a good example." Edgar smiled reassuringly, "By the way, how have you been studying lately." ”

"Uh...... Frankly...... I didn't hear a word......" Sean whispered.