"My body, my freedom!"

"Love animals, no hunting!"

"No driving, environmental protection first!"

Pennsylvania Avenue today is bustling with several major civic organizations marching here.

The entire road is blocked.

The air smells of freedom.

Just as everyone was marching with signs and shouting loudly, someone saw what seemed to be a black spot in the sky.

"What do you see that?"

"See what?"

"Heaven, look there."

Look up.

Looks like there's something there, and it's still falling.

It's too tall to see clearly, though.

"Help me hold the sign, I'll take my phone and look at it."

After handing the sign to the person next to him, the person took out his phone and pulled it farthest.

This time it's clear.

It was a tanker truck.

Wait a minute......

Why are tanker trucks in the sky?

"What's that?"

"A tanker."

“What？”

I grabbed my phone and saw that it was really a fuel tanker.

The two of them stared at the sky in confusion.

The person next to him saw the abnormality of the two and also looked up.

As more and more people looked up, everyone followed suit.

Soon, everyone found the tanker truck that was falling.

Time.

The slogan forgot to shout.

"Run!"

Suddenly.

A frightened roar exploded in the crowd of marchers.

Needless to say, the rest of the story.

The crowd was like a frying pan.

Less than half an hour.

This incident has spread all over the world, and as long as there is an Internet, you can basically see this news.

At this time, all countries around the world are numb.

It's also too scary.

It's not the tanker truck that's scary, it's the ability to silently drop airdrops.

What if you replace the tanker truck with something else......

Can't think.

Let's get things out first and see what the hell is going on.

Because everyone felt that something was wrong with this.

Ordinary people's brain circuits can't do this.

……

Ron didn't know anything about the international situation.

He flew the plane back to the factory and landed easily on that dirt road.

The normal two-kilometre runway is certainly not long enough, but Ron can use steam for thrust back.

So the plane stopped ten meters near the wall of the factory.

Tow the plane into the factory.

Ron tells the agents to buy wine and food, and he wants to celebrate.

Andre and his family have experienced the ups and downs of life, and their mood cannot be calm.

Only alcohol can anesthetize them.

So, a celebration feast began.

"Ron, what's wrong, you feel a little unhappy?"

When Andre was drinking, he found Ron frowning and looking at his phone.

"No, I knew to throw something else." Ron replied casually.

"Don't don't, don't have this kind of thought, although I want to do it too, but we can't bear the consequences of doing that."

Andrei was startled and hurriedly dissuaded.

Actually, Ron was joking, too.

What he cares about is not what he throws down, what he cares about is his own upgrade.

Originally according to his idea.

After doing such a big thing, he should get feedback at this time, and then he can soon be second-order consummated.

But now.

Not to mention the feedback, there is not even a little movement, it is completely ineffective.

It hurt him.

Doesn't this mean that he wasted two or three months of his time in vain?

"Come, drink."

Ron picked up his glass and began to drink with them.

But his mind wasn't on drinking.

In the current situation, there are only two possibilities.

First, you can't upgrade on the Earth side, and the otherworldly upgrade method can't be used here.

The second is that his identity has not been exposed, even if the matter is very big, but it has nothing to do with him, so naturally he will not get feedback.

Ron thought about it for a long time, estimating that the current situation might be the second one.

After all, transcendence is not fantasy.

Upgrading itself does not rely on cultivation, but a more mysterious exchange of information.

The exact essence of it is not clear to him.

But he decided to give it a try.

"It's not interesting to take a cup, blow it with a bottle."

Ron picked up a bottle of wine and told the crowd that he was going to get the gang drunk.

Wait until everyone is down.

He put the bottle down.

Enter the workshop with your mobile phone.

I took a picture of myself and the plane and posted it on Twitter.

"The plane I built myself, isn't it beautiful?

It's not just beautiful, it's also very fast.

I was driving it to Eagle Sauce's house just now to give them Christmas presents. ”

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However, he looked at his special Twitter account that had no fans, and was afraid that others would not be able to see this news, so he deliberately charged money to give a large reward to the hottest live broadcast player.

The anchor is not divided into domestic and foreign countries, as long as it is a large reward, he will thank the boss.

"Follow me!"

Ron sent a message to the streamer.

The anchor didn't say a word, and clicked directly on Ron's homepage with the live broadcast.

And then......

No more.

Hundreds of thousands of people saw Ron's homepage at the same time.

"Boss, you airdropped that tanker?" The anchor was confused.

"Don't believe me? I'll show you the pictures. ”

After Ron finished speaking, he sent a few more photos.

There are pictures of him flying planes.

There are photos of the ground taken through the windows inside the plane.

There are also photos of a group of them drinking next to a tanker.

The faces of the other people in the photo were mosaic by him, and he was the only one who showed his face.

This time, his attention exploded instantly.

Seeing the rising number of followers and comments, Ron quit the software directly.

Next, let's see if there is any feedback.

Soon.

He felt the transcendent power in his body begin to surge.

The invisible force is driving his growth.

That feeling is very good.

Ron clenched his fists excitedly.

Sure enough, it's a problem of exposure, and no one else knows that you built an airplane, where did the feedback come from.

Now he blew himself up.

It is estimated that it will not be long before it spreads all over the world.

With the number of people on the earth, it is not too easy to reach the conditions for upgrading.

He simply made a chaise longue from local materials, lay comfortably on it, and closed his eyes to enjoy the changes in his body.

It's less than an hour.

Galiyev flew over in a special plane.

He was joined by a group of agents of the Federal Security Council.

"Ron, what do you want me to say hello to you?"

After seeing Ron, Galiyev was also mixed and didn't know what to say.

Is it wrong for someone to fly a plane they built and go to someone else's house to give a gift?

Although there is no application route.

But that doesn't matter.

The most important thing right now is to keep Ron safe.

As soon as this happened.

I don't know how many people want to kill him.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not worried at all." Ron is in a good mood right now.

He really wasn't worried.

That's how crazy the law is.

"I can't live here, you come with me first, and I'll arrange them."

Galiyev looked at a group of drunk engineers and was also helpless.

"What about the plane?"

"Let someone else go."

"They can't drive away, and only I can fly this plane."

Ron wasn't reluctant to plane.

When he is promoted, the plane can be given to Da Mao.

But the problem is that no one else can control this plane at all.

"Can you still fly an airplane now?" Galiyev did not ask why others could not drive.

Ron said so.

Whether it's true or not, it's not appropriate for him to continue asking.

"Of course, there is no problem at all." Ron said it was perfectly fine.

Didn't you just drink a few bottles of wine?

It doesn't matter.

Galiyev nodded, glanced at the drunk engineer next to him, and said to the agents behind him: "Carry them all on the plane." ”

A few minutes later.

Ron piloted the plane and soared into the sky again.

"Slow down, slow down, we're not in a hurry."

Galiyev sat in the cockpit, clutching the armrest next to him, very nervous.

"Didn't you just want me to hurry?"

"It's on the ground, and you don't need it when you go to heaven."

"Okay."

Ron adjusted his flight attitude and changed the dry land onion to a slow ascent, which made Galiyev feel much better.

"Where are we going?"

"This coordinate."

"Don't give it to me, you can just type it into the navigation system."

"How can I do this?"

"By coincidence, I won't either."

Ron and Galiyev looked at each other and were silent.

"Who navigated before?" Galiyev asked curiously.

"The one tied to the back."

Ron turned his head and pointed to Andre, who was drunk and unconscious with his seat belt strapped.

“……”

Galiyev felt that it was a mistake to let Ron fly the plane.

No way.

Galiyev could only contact the air base, and then, under the command of the tower, finally entered that set of coordinates.

With navigation, it's easy to do.

Less than twenty minutes.

Ron landed the plane on an airfield in a mountain ravine.

"What is this place?"

"A Cold War-era nuclear fortification, which originally housed mushroom bombs, was later taken over by the Safety Committee.

Now it is a secret base of the Security Council, and there are no more than 15 people in the entire Federation who know the coordinates here. ”

Is it so mysterious?

Ron pursed his lips, always feeling that the other party was holding back.

Got off the plane.

Enter the tunnel inside the mountain and take the elevator to the underground base.

Along the way, Galiyev kept briefing Ron about the secret base.

Not to mention.

This underground base is not badly built.

Not only are there a variety of amenities, but there is also a luxurious residential area.

There is a swimming pool in the residential area of the underground nuclear fortifications, you can believe it.

No wonder the woolly bear fell.

It was too corrupt at the time.

"Before things settle down, for your safety, I can only wronged you to live here." Galiyev spoke.

"Is this also a grievance?" Ron said with a smile as he looked at the facilities around him.

"These were built back then, and now we don't have the money to do them, but that doesn't affect our use."

"Okay, I've talked to me so much, what's the matter?"

"I would like to ask you to join the Federal Security Council." Galiyev finally said the purpose.

"Let me be an agent?"

"No, I'm going to make you the director of this base."

"Are you sure?" Ron didn't expect the other party to have such a big hand.

A fully functional underground nuclear defense base, just handed over to him.

This should be said that the other party is bold.

Or is it that the other party has courage?

Ron didn't have to think about it to know that this must have been the Emperor's order.

"Sure, if you agree, you will be the head of Base 0103 and a member of the Federal Academic Council." Galiyev said with certainty.

Ron pondered for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his hand, "Where's my letter of appointment?" ”

"I've brought them all, here's your ID, and some relevant information.

Also, welcome to the Federal Security Council. ”

Next, Galiyev called in some of the heads of the base and introduced them to Ron.

In the future, these people are all Ron's subordinates, and if they don't do a good job, they can be fired at any time.

He, the director of the base, is not a steward, but a real person in charge, with independent personnel authority.

And you can consult the database of the Federal Security Council and select personnel from it.

It can be said that he is the Emperor of Earth in this base.

After arranging his affairs, Galiyev left in a hurry.

At the same time, the original director of the base was taken away.

"Mr. Witt, do you have any arrangements for the next step?"

A base department head asked.

A new broom sweeps clean.

They also don't know what kind of character this airborne director is, and how he is going to show the authority of the director.

So let's ask for more instructions and report more.

"Do whatever you have to do, it's business as usual, don't bother me if it's okay.

In the past two days, I have been inspired to go on retreat and do research. ”

With that, Ron turned and left.

A group of supervisors, you look at me, I look at you, very dazed.

Ron didn't have time to care what they thought.

When Galiyev left just now, the transcendent power in his body had already been completed.

Now he's going back to the other world for promotion.