"Aliens have done us no harm, but we, who call ourselves civilized, have kept our outer space guests in cages like animals.

You have deprived them of their freedom, robbed them of their property, ignored their basic rights, and subjected them to cruel segregation.

You have taken away our childhood and our fantasies by force, our alien friends are suffering, they are dying, and we will be destroyed because of it, and I strongly appeal for the protection of extraterrestrial human rights......"

In the exotic room, the familiar incandescent light illuminates the building, which is far away from the city.

The room, which was originally spacious, began to become a little crowded after a dozen people were squeezed in.

Shen Sen put down the remote control in his hand and looked around, except for him and the "owner" of this room, twenty guards were scattered in various positions of the house, responsible for guarding the station.

Ignoring the guards who were curious about everything, Shen Sen shifted his gaze to Wilson, who was sitting upright across from him.

"Who is this little girl?" Shen Sen pointed to a girl wearing pink clothes and a brown ponytail, crying at the camera, who appeared on the TV at this moment, and asked curiously.

Wilson, who had woken up again from his coma, glanced at the television.

Thankfully, this is the man he knows!

"She's Greta, Greta Thunberg"

"A well-known alien protector of human rights."

Wilson replied with a flattering smile on his face.

Secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wilson told everything he knew without reservation, without the slightest concealment, and even the dissatisfaction was now gone.

The experience of these two days felt like a dream to him, but every time he woke up from his lethargic dream, he found himself in a greater state of fear.

Just like now, when he woke up and found himself home, he was about to shout with joy, and the next second he saw a pair of guards around him.

Hope was dashed, and it stands to reason that he should have been frustrated.

However, it may be that things must be reversed, and when Wilson realizes that he will not be able to get out of this predicament for a while, his mentality changes unconsciously.

Since he can't run away, it's better to face the reality honestly, anyway, it seems that the other party has no signs of harming him. Perhaps, if you do a good job, you can get the reward that the other party said.

It has to be said that everyone in the world is Ah Q, but from a more scientific point of view, Wilson is going further and further down the road to Stockholm syndrome.

Under the extreme fear, Wilson, who was downcast in reality, selectively forgot his anger and hatred, and instead had a wonderful psychological reaction of gratitude and trust.

This is a spiritual weakness of human beings, but it is a surprise for both Shen Sen and Wilson himself.

After perceiving this change, Shen Sen gave up his previous plan and chose to keep Wilson in his World Blue Star. Wilson, on the other hand, inadvertently escaped, working as a coolie in the wasteland.

"Alien Human Rights Protector ......"

Shen Sen chuckled, glanced thoughtfully at Wilson, who was walking farther and farther on the dog-legged road, and couldn't help but complain about this term full of memories.

He thought about his previous life, and this hat had been brought to his country before.

At first, he was still a little indignant, but in the end, when he came into contact with more things, he realized that he couldn't take what others said on the surface too seriously, but went deep into the surface to see what they really thought.

It seems that this girl keeps saying that it is all for morality, but in fact it is all for profit.

Shen Sen could guess that this little girl named Greta would be a fool if she wasn't a little chess piece being used.

said that there was no participation in the promotion of relevant forces, Shen Sen never believed it.

Combined with the current situation in the world, the heroes are competing with each other, and under the calm surface, there is a turmoil hidden in it.

Everyone knows who will dominate the future of the Blue Star human race, and the most important thing is to see that organization is the first to control the Criticism Union and firmly hold the aliens who fell from the sky in their own hands.

But until now, no organization has been strong enough to control the Denunciators on its own and take the aliens for themselves.

On the stage of southern Africa, your family sings and I appear, in the area where aliens appear, all parties come together, you have me, we have you, and no one can help anyone.

The entire southern part of Africa has been stirred into a pot of soup.

And this non-Southern Union, which was forced to unite to defend itself, was not as united and powerful as imagined, but became a good place for the dominant forces in various regions to shovel sand here.

The 9th District is teetering on the edge of anarchy, and while South Filipino society is generally hostile to aliens, some countries have created an organization called MUN in the name of protecting aliens, and its real purpose is self-evident.

It's just an attempt to infiltrate the place and divide the cake in front of the host.

To some extent, this is a pressure cooker that is about to explode, but at the same time, this is also a chaotic field, and there is no more suitable place for Shen Sen to develop secretly.

In front of a group of predatory lions, no one will look down at a passing ant, but no one knows that ants want to eat the gluttonous feast in front of them more than the cold leftovers.

After all, in the sky, the spaceship that obscured the sky and the sun really made everyone who saw him unable to take their eyes off.

But at this time, he also has self-knowledge, his small arms and legs, even if he has weapons that are much more skilled than them, but he can't compare with the strong national organization.

If he wants to swallow this piece of fat, he needs to rely on external force.

Shen Sen picked up the TV remote control, turned off the TV, and inadvertently nodded at Zhang Ting in the regretful eyes of everyone.

As if it had been agreed, after Zhang Ting saw it, he walked into the study inside and took out a leather bag full of stains.

"Put it on the table!"

Shen Sen knocked on the table, and then said to Wilson with a curious face.

"Do you know what's in there?"

"I don't know......," Wilson shook his head, respectful, like a restrained guest, even though it was his home.

"I don't know, then you just open it yourself and see what it is, I think you'll be interested in him!"

Wilson hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out with a trembling hand and opened the bag.

"This, this is ......"

He looked at Shen Sen in disbelief, and then couldn't help but turn his head and stare at the metal that shone with a seductive brilliance.

"Gold, it's all gold."

A large bag full of blinding gold was spread naked and casually on the table.

Wealth is moving, even if it is a small life in the hands of others now, Wilson can't help but redden, his heart is pounding, he has never seen so much gold up close in his life.

"Do you want it?"

Shen Sen looked at Wilson, who was ignited by gold, and naturally stood up and patted Wilson on the shoulder.

"There's a part of you in this, and it's as the reward for hiring you during this time......"

The flat voice barely revealed a hint of personal emotion, but Wilson felt that he had been seduced.