Chapter 259: A Serial

Office of the Minister of Defense.

The atmosphere is tense.

Although Wilson knows that it is very likely that the motherland will not play according to the routine, and may even make a move on himself.

So he transferred Ryan over, but he still didn't expect that Azu didn't say a superfluous word.

As soon as you come, you have to settle the video matter yourself, otherwise you will have to change the defense minister of the federation.

So domineering!

At this point, Wilson sat still.

He has his hands on his lap, just above his right hand, and there is a hidden button under the desk.

At the touch of it, the security department of the Ministry of Defense building will sound an alarm bell, and within a minute, a highly trained armed team will arrive.

But Wilson didn't move.

Because 1 minute is enough time for the motherland to kill themselves several times.

"Motherland, do you know what you're talking about?"

After a minute of silence, Wilson spoke.

"You're threatening a federal official."

"You want the Federation to wipe your ass for you!"

"Don't you think you're asking too much?"

Azu picked up a photo of Wilson and the other officials, glanced at it, and put it back.

"I admire your courage."

"Mr. Wilson."

"But if you think that little thing in the house will protect you, you're very wrong."

Azu was not a fool, and when he arrived at the Defense Department building, he had already scanned Wilson's office.

It was discovered that there were two people hidden in Wilson's private room, one of whom turned out to be Ryan, the son of the original owner.

When Azu found him, he had already greeted Edgar a hundredfold in his heart.

The old told a big lie.

Originally, he was not the only one who knew where Becca's mother and son were, but now Wilson brought Ryan into the office, either wanting to use the power of this little motherland against him, or using Ryan's identity to threaten him.

Pity.

Unbeknownst to Wilson, in the body of the native was the soul of a man from another universe.

Whatever Wilson's calculations, from the outset, he was doomed to be unsuccessful.

was broken by Azu's words, and Wilson's face couldn't help but look embarrassed.

After a quick thought, Mr. Minister said, "Well, I agree to your request. ”

"I'll fix this."

Azu put his hands behind his back, walked up to Wilson, and smiled: "Then we are still good friends." ”

Then the figure disappeared into the office and left with a 'teleportation'.

It was only then that Wilson relaxed.

He felt that now was not the time to tear his face with the motherland.

Moreover, although Ryan has similar abilities to his father, he has not been in actual combat.

It is somewhat unrealistic for him to confront the motherland as soon as he comes up.

Think twice.

Wilson still intends to give up using that video to bring down the motherland.

The door to the room opened.

The officer walked out with Ryan, the eight-year-old boy clenched his fists tightly and his eyes flashing red.

"He's the murderer of my mother?"

Wilson nodded.

Ryan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to kill him!" ”

Seeing that the boy hated his countrymen to the core, Wilson was happy, and this was exactly what he wanted.

"There's a chance."

"But not now."

Wilson said seriously: "You are still young, and there is a big gap between you and him." ”

"And he's battle-hardened."

"If you want revenge, you have to study hard."

"I'll find you the best teacher."

"I will train you to be the 'guardian' of the Federation!"

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After leaving the Ministry of Defense, a message floated on Azu's retina.

[Warning: There are 18 hours and 27 minutes left before the disaster event occurs.] 】

Disaster Event!

Moreover, this time the warning was issued 18 hours in advance.

Historically, the longer the warning in advance, the more catastrophic the event.

This is likely to be another big event after the fall of Manhattan!

The corners of Azu's mouth fell, for his current strength, even if this planet exploded, he couldn't die.

For these disaster events, he is more curious and expectant.

However, in the previous multiple events, after contact with Vera.

Azu has a strong interest in these so-called disaster events, and the people behind those multiverse events.

What kind of existence are they?

How does the multiverse work?

In their eyes, everything they have experienced and all the beings in this universe is actually a story?

Or a series?

Moreover, Vera mentioned 'amendments'.

That is, those 'administrators' are able to interfere with the multiverse.

If you can.

Azu wants to be an 'administrator'.

It was clearly a life form far more advanced than any living creature in the multiverse!

There is this idea.

In addition to the longing for advanced life forms, there is also fear!

Azu was worried that he would be 'corrected' by accident.

But if you can become an 'administrator', you don't have to worry about that.

It's just that Azu has no clue about how to become an 'administrator' or whether he can become an 'administrator'.

"I still know too little."

Azu muttered.

By this time, he had returned to the Tower of Seven and saw a large group of citizens gathered below.

They surrounded the Tower of Seven, held various signs, and were protesting.

"Let the Motherland come out!"

"Hand over the murderer!"

"He owes us an explanation!"

Below, the protesting crowd spotted Azu and pointed to the sky.

"He's coming, the motherland is coming."

Azu thought about it, flew down, and landed on the stage.

On stage, Ashley, who was holding the microphone, was startled.

She is trying to calm the emotions of the citizens, and at this time, the sudden appearance of the motherland is not a good thing.

Ashley was about to persuade Azu to return to the Tower of Seven, but Azu had already taken the microphone from her hand, and then walked to the front of the stage and smiled.

"You know what?"

"I've been trying to convince myself."

"Convince yourself that you are some kind people, so you are easily encouraged."

"But I found out I was wrong, I was wrong."

"You're not good people at all, you're just a bunch of pigs!"

"Your brains are about the size of walnuts."

"So this makes you unable to distinguish right from wrong, so that you are provoked by a little word and jump out."

"Let you be dissatisfied with life, dissatisfied with your superiors, dissatisfied with your wife or husband, dissatisfied with your parents or dissatisfied with your children."

"It's all on me."

"Do you want justice?"

"No, you're just looking for someone to vent your resentment with."

"You idiots, go home quickly."

"Immediately! Right away! ”

(End of chapter)