The middle-aged man exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, found a place to sit down, and looked at Tesla.

"So, your meeting with me shouldn't be a coincidence, right?"

"Maybe, I don't know." "At that time, I was hunted down by the Tsar, but I fled not in Switzerland, but in Moscow. ”

The middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly, he could understand the meaning of Tesla's words,

He entered the same tavern in Moscow, and he himself entered from Switzerland.

But all I went to was a tavern.

Tesla found a couch from a corner of the office and sat down, "He's not an ordinary person. ”

The middle-aged man stared at him quietly, "It seems that you know the rest." ”

Tesla was silent for a moment and said, "That's all I can say, I promised someone to keep some things secret." ”

"Is that the source of the technology in your brain that was ahead of its time?" The middle-aged man asked.

Tesla has no words.

And the middle-aged man did not continue to ask, "Then Paul I, does it really have anything to do with that person?" ”

"I don't know." Tesla shook his head and said, "However, he has met Catherine II, and I think it is possible." ”

"In that case, this existence must be at least a hundred years old." The middle-aged man muttered softly.

Tesla said, "I think they should be fine." Because our meeting was promoted by him, and if the current Romanov family was really his bloodline, he would not have done such a thing. ”

The middle-aged man crossed his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were lowered, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Even I don't know much more than you do." Tesla said, "He and we are two worlds. More than 100 years later, he is still the same, which only shows that he is far older than we think.

He may have witnessed countless histories, been a king, and also been a rich man.

His long life and inhuman strength were enough for him to have everything in this world.

But apparently, he may be tired of all this, or he may not have disdained everything in the world, enjoying life in that tavern, and receiving visitors from the years

Our life, perhaps compared to him, is just a small episode, and Ekaterina may be too.

Therefore, we don't need to discuss him here, because there is no result from the discussion, and there is no need to worry about what his purpose is, because even this whole country is at his fingertips, and there is no need to be so troublesome. ”

"You think highly of him." The middle-aged man said.

"I know more than you do." Tesla said.

The middle-aged man nodded.

Tesla was silent for a moment and continued, "Actually. I have another plan that I might need your help with. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head to look at him.

Tesla, on the other hand, slowly stood up, walked behind his desk, and looked out over St. Petersburg through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"I have a way to end this war, and probably a way to end all future wars."

"What?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Today's war is nothing more than the fact that countries around the world feel that they can gain benefits through war. Reshuffle the world situation.

But if the cost of war can increase sharply in all countries of the world, and let them know that war will not be profitable at all, and will even pay a huge price, the war will naturally stop. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to realize something, but continued to ask, "What are you going to do?" ”

Tesla turned his head, his sunken eyes with a determination to bear the sin.

"One weapon, one . A weapon sufficient to destroy a world, or a city, is enough. This weapon will be in the possession of the core nations of this world. There will be checks and balances between countries. ”

The middle-aged man's face gradually became serious, "You know what, you may open Pandora's box." You will be infamous and spurned by all men. ”

"Every technological progress brings unknown results, but human beings will not stop because of this." Tesla said quietly, "Can you believe it, even if I don't create such weapons, such weapons will appear in the future." History has shown that mankind went from the Stone Age to the Bronze Age, to the Iron Age and all the way to the invention of gunpowder. ”

"So if that's the case, why not let me create it? Why not let it show up sooner? How many wars could be avoided? ”

Tesla put his hands behind his back and spoke firmly, obviously, he had been deliberate for many days and nights.

"This war has been fought to the point where it is now, and unless more powerful weapons appear, it will not change the tide of the war.

Germany has the foundation for this technology, so we have to be one step ahead of them.

Otherwise, history will turn into an unknown node.

In that world, the soil on which your ideals rest will be very thin. ”

The middle-aged man's brows tightened, and he slowly stood up from his chair, walking around the office, and everyone could see the anxiety in his heart.

"Hundreds of thousands, if not tens of millions, of people will die because of this."

"But that's to save tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, of people in the future." Tesla looked sincere and said, "Trust me, my friend." Please also trust that human beings, our children and grandchildren, will make the right choices. ”

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, then exhaled heavily, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Tesla's eyes flashed with a glimmer, "All the support." ”

The canopy, which covers the night sky, and the moonlight is bright tonight, lighting up the entire sky dome and the whole of St. Petersburg.

Nicholas II stayed in a bedroom on the west side of the Winter Palace, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of this bedroom and looking out over the city from which he grew up.

This kind of scenery he has seen many times, and even gets tired of seeing it.

But somehow, he wanted to see more of the city at the moment.

Maybe it's because no matter what the group of people make, they will leave this kind of city forever.

In fact, he prefers St. Petersburg like it used to be, pure, natural, with good air and not so many chimneys and pipes.

So he had the idea of transferring the plant in St. Petersburg to Moscow in all these years, like Britannia, issuing some air protection bills.

But before the bill was issued, the war began.

This bedroom used to be where he slept, so there was nothing he was used to here.

The only drawback is that they have lost their freedom and cannot leave without their consent.

But with his current status, this is already the best treatment.

If you follow the ending of the king of the dead country in history, even if you are lucky enough not to die, it will be worse than death and humiliation.

To be honest, when I negotiated terms with the middle-aged man before, I never thought that he would agree.

But after all, both horizontal and vertical are dead, if he can fight for a glimmer of hope for his wife and daughter, then he will not give up.

I have to say that this group of people is indeed different from the average person.

Nicholas II could sense the qualities of that middle-aged man that were different from the rest.

He couldn't put into words exactly what that trait was.

If you use a metaphor, it is when people stand at the crossroads shrouded in darkness, and no one knows where they are going, and they are confused.

He will be the one who walks in the forefront with a lantern and guides people in the direction without hesitation.

Compared to him, he is like the one who keeps taking people around the crossroads.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

At this time, a sudden voice in his ears startled him.

He turned his head and saw a young girl beside him.

She has very short, somewhat neutral ear-length hair, and wears a waistcoat, a pair of trousers, and leather boots.

She looks like she is only about seven or eight years old, but she gives people the impression that she is mature and stable in her forties.

She put her hands behind her back, and her blue eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight on the surface of the lake, and the bright silver light crushed all the silence of the world and sprinkled it on the surface of the lake.

But beneath the calm surface of the lake, there is a deep and surging undercurrent.

She is Catherine.

It was Christmas break at Hogwarts, so she had time to make a trip.

"Who are you?" Nicholas II said.

"Who do you think I am?" Catherine asked.

Nicholas II had a puzzled look on his face, he had thought it was the girl who had sneaked in and hid here during the previous parade.

But this room was his, and it was clear where he could hide.

He was pretty sure that the room was empty when he came in.

And at the moment, the door is locked, whether it is outside the door or under this floor-to-ceiling window, there are people stationed, and it is impossible for anyone to enter.

He stared quietly into those azure eyes, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

As time passed, this familiarity became stronger, and the portrait of Catherine II involuntarily came to his mind.

The eyes of the girl in front of her are almost exactly the same as the emperor, but with some more years of precipitation and baptism.

A speculation arose in Nicholas II's mind, and soon a sense of absurdity overshadowed it.

"You didn't expect to see me."

Ekaterina said calmly.

She turned her head and looked into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Peter's waste bloodline really doesn't work, and for so many years, not a decent monarch has appeared. You are even more ridiculous, even the country has been lost. ”

Hearing the girl's ridicule, Nicholas II was not angry, but he was sure of something.

He murmured in disbelief, uncertain terms.

"You...... Is it Catherine II? ”

(End of chapter)