Of course, the so-called "mind control" comes at a cost - its own lifespan!

The more you want to dominate the strong, the more life you need to consume, and people like Lao Wang, who have broken through the first bottleneck of human limits and cultivated "King Kong", basically cannot be controlled by the mind.

Fortunately, most of the current powerful lords are not very powerful.

Maybe it's because most of the powerful people are old men in their seventies and eighties, and with the advent of the supernatural era, they are too old to start cultivating on the same line, and it is too late.

Or perhaps, because the operating mechanism of the earth's civilization has not changed much, power and money are still more important than personal strength.

All in all, this group of people at the top of the pyramid has a low personal combat power, and the probability of success of mind control is very high.

"Then let's go our separate here, Ms. Jenny, and treat you to dinner next time."

Old Wang said goodbye to Miss Jenny, who had no information on her face, took a deep breath, and turned to walk into a room.

"Lao Zhang's letter, sent so early?" Qin Yiwei said with a smile.

He is 60 years old this year, and he has also broken through a bottleneck of human limits, and it is still the most difficult "spiritual" level.

Theoretically, breaking through the "spiritual" bottleneck, the increased lifespan is the most.

But in order to accomplish certain goals, he is aging much faster than he thinks.

"Yes, Lao Zhang's battery is broken, and the computer is also broken, which is the most heart-wrenching thing for him."

Lao Wang shook his head, still feeling a little funny: "The joys and sorrows of people are really different. I've been thinking what to do if he's here against our plans, he's so strong...... One person can overturn us all. ”

"If he was here, he wouldn't be so strong." Qin Yiwei said with a smile, "If he is here, we don't have to be in such a hurry." With him alone, we will be able to explore the Sea of Demon God directly, where is the use of the current situation. ”

"It's ......," Wang Fumin shook his head.

Qin Yiwei said: "Sometimes, I also want to write a letter to communicate with him, but I don't have any friendship, maybe he doesn't bother to pay attention to me at all." ”

"If you just say something official, he really doesn't bother to pay attention to you, if you say that you will marry your daughter to him, maybe he will write back to you." Lao Wang laughed, "The premise is that you have a daughter." ”

"How can I have children...... Even if I have a daughter, it will be difficult for me to survive when I die. After all, a person like me will definitely be infamous after he dies. Qin Yiwei smiled bitterly, "I plan to spend a hundred years of life to mind control that group of powerful people." ”

"With the unconditional support of these people, our follow-up will be much smoother."

"A hundred years of life?"

"Don't worry, even if it is less than a hundred years, there is still a long time to live, enough to change a lot......"

Qin Yiwei smiled and patted Wang Fumin's shoulder: "Don't worry, it will be successful...... But don't think about finishing the battle, there are many things that have to be spent slowly. ”

"Cultural conflicts, religious contradictions, language confusion, and complicated writing, these problems are in front of me, even if I control 10,000 people, 100,000 people, it is useless."

"It will take time to solve these difficulties."

"Lao Wang, even if we succeed this time, we have only taken the second step, and we can't finish the battle."

With that, he walked out of the room and into the wide hallway.

There were many staff members at the headquarters, pedestrians came and went, and a large number of soldiers with guns with serious expressions stood at their posts.

Journalists, politicians, scientists, some consortium heads, multinational company managers, etc., are also quite noisy.

"Hey, young people, hello."

In the wheelchair facing him sat an old man named Orofo, ninety-three years old, one of the real controllers of the country.

The advent of the supernatural era has gradually brought back to life these old people who were originally destined for a short time. Ordinary people can live to be a hundred years old, and even if these powerful people don't have any cultivation talent, it's not a big problem to live to be one hundred and twenty years old.

"Hello, Mr. O'Orofo, how are you doing lately?" Qin Yiwei smiled and said hello.

"Thanks to the advent of supernatural science, and thanks to the breathing technique taught by Mr. Zhang, I can occasionally stand up and walk a few steps on my own."

"Oh, Mr. Wang, hello!" Orofo stood up and shook hands with them, "As a good friend of Mr. Zhang, you can live until the day he returns." ”

"Hello, Director." Wang Fumin said, "Who knows when he will come back?" ”

In the eyes of outsiders, it is a normal scene of conversation.

But few people know that this Orofo has been mind-controlled for many years.

The ability of mind control does not make the "controlled" lose their subjective initiative, but only injects a goal with "hypnotic power" into their subconscious.

For the sake of this goal, the controlled will pay any price!

Of course, an outrageous target can lead the accused into a state of irrationality and make others suspect the matter of "mind control".

Therefore, Qin Yiwei was very careful and only promulgated some tasks that were very obscure and could be done.

The "goal" he promulgated this time was...... With the prestige and credibility of Orofo himself, he summoned dignitaries from all over the world to participate in this closed-door meeting!

It's a small, easy thing to do.

Even, the president of the first session "should" be Orofo himself.

Qin Yiwei is just a secretary general.

As a result, the old man fell into a subtle state of frenzy, believing that his own subjective initiative was at work, and was completely unaware of the fact that he was under mind control. The convening of the closed-door meeting also has a lot to do with the prestige of Orofo.

"Several, please." Lao Wang waved his hand.

In this luxurious meeting room, a large round table is set up above which delicate fruits and desserts are displayed.

Compared with the 10,000-person Great Hall, this conference room can only accommodate more than 100 people for meetings, which seems a bit mini, but this room is the most luxurious in terms of defensive capabilities.

The concrete of the walls alone is 2 meters thick enough to withstand artillery shells, and the inner walls are paved with a mineral called "jade yellow stone".

Scientists have discovered that the "jade yellow stone" from the bottom of the sea in the mysterious area can insulate most of the supernatural fluctuations, so it has become a pretty good defensive building material.

The so-called closed-door meeting naturally has to close the door and speak.

Powerful bodyguards are not allowed to enter.

Wang Fumin's rank was not enough to participate in this kind of meeting, so he quietly guarded outside the door.

On the wall is an image of an acupuncture-guided technique of "human breathing", and many superpowered bodyguards are chatting and laughing nearby.

"You said, how did the headquarters get in touch with Mr. Zhang? Over the years, many of the scientific and technological advances have been provided by Mr. Zhang! ”

"It could be some kind of strange thing, or it could be some superpower, anyway, this is a high-level secret, and it is impossible for the headquarters to reveal it."

After so many years, no one has reached the level of Lao Zhang in the mirage.

However, everyone knows that he is still alive, and there is some way of communicating with him on this side of the earth, and he has not completely disconnected from it, which has brought a lot of gossip fun.

"Mr. Wang, don't you even know?"

Wang Fumin also wandered well, and talked to these superpowers: "How can I know...... Mr. Zhang didn't even bother to reply to the letters of some dignitaries, how could he pay attention to me, the titular powerhouse of the earth? He could have stabbed me to death with one finger! ”

"Haha...... But you don't have to be presumptuous. ”

Lao Wang faced these people's sycophants, quietly reached into his pocket with his right hand, and picked up a remote control.

Just press the button, and a premeditated drone attack will come!

……

……

In the small room full of light, all the members gathered, and Orofo, who was sitting in the center, coughed and spoke passionately.

Like the necessity and urgency of global alliances, effectively reduce domestic consumption and enhance cooperation.

Everyone was not interested, but the old man himself was immersed in the beauty of power, and he couldn't stop making long speeches.

"Chairman, could you please say something important? There are no ......reporters here," a blonde man voiced.

Orofo also happened to be a little tired, took a sip of water, and motioned for Secretary-General Qin Yiwei to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hello all."

"Some time ago, we received an electromagnetic signal from the mysterious area, which means that we are not the only technological civilization in the Sea of Demon Gods." Qin Yiwei cleared his throat, "This is a very urgent practical problem, when we lose our advantage, where should we go in the future?" ”

"First of all, we must consider an important assumption, if scientific and technological civilizations can survive for a long time and can cooperate with each other, then the mysterious zone should theoretically be densely packed with electromagnetic wave signals."

"But now, in 20 years, we have only received an electromagnetic signal once."

"You can imagine what this means: either civilizations can't cooperate with each other, or technological civilizations can't survive for long. Either way, it bodes well for a less than rosy future. ”

There was a moment of silence in the conference room, but there was a bit of dry news about this news.

"Our researchers have cracked this signal. It is not a written word, but an image that is mathematically drawn. ”

"Images are a universal language, and we can easily understand what is being said."

Speaking of which, Qin Yiwei sent this deciphered image to the big screen at the front desk.

I saw a falling moon painted on the image, and with a few brushstrokes, the moon gave people a hideous feeling.

Below the moon, bubble-like things float on the surface of the sea.

Some stickman-like beings are celebrating the moon's fall in bubbles.

Outside the bubble, there are several ships of different shapes, clustered together.

(End of chapter)