Mr. President looked in shock at the sci-fi interface in front of him, is this the most advanced retinal holographic projection?

Don't......

Mr. President said, "What are you?" ”

The system did not answer, but jumped out of an interface, which was the same as the system interface of Chen Baijia and Wei Guozhong.

'Ding! Current Mission: Help the target person dispel the strong unfamiliarity of the current country, care for him, and make him familiar with the country as soon as possible. ’

'The Binding Bundle has been distributed! ’

Mr. President took a deep breath, the light screen in front of him was really real, if it was true......

'Open the binding. Mr. President thought to himself.

'Ding! You've opened the bundle, please choose one of the following as a reward:

Three years of life, young and healthy body'

Mr. President did not hesitate to choose life, he did not know how many days he had left in his life, or it was better to choose life.

The next moment, he was in a trance in front of him, and suddenly he felt that his body was more comfortable than ever, and it seemed that his body was also full of vitality, which made him feel physiological and emotional.

He left the projection conference room in the office and came to the luxurious presidential office, standing in front of the luxurious floor-to-ceiling full-length mirror, which is usually where he tidied up and changed his appearance.

Now he stared at himself in the mirror, and suddenly froze.

Because his face is really much younger, and there are many, many fewer wrinkles.

Oh God, this is ...... It's true!

Mr. President suddenly popped up in front of his eyes, and another system prompt popped up: 'Ding! You've joined the subsystem chat! ’

Subsystem Chat Room: 'Welcome John Charles Adams!' ’

At the same time, the other three subsystem binders also received a prompt from the system chat room, and the three of them looked up in shock, and a new subsystem binder appeared?

The faces of the three of them turned ugly in unison, and every time a new binder appeared, they were all potential contenders for them.

Even the old Martinson's face is a little ugly, even if he is a Westerner, but for him, Westerners are also competitors.

If this damn new binder was a Freeman, wouldn't it be even more competitive with him?

As for cooperation? What doesn't exist, never had this idea.

These whiteskins are all a bunch of damned bandits who will only plunder and stir up unrest, as for cooperation? They only know that the winner takes all.

After all, they can't be blamed, civilization is still too barbaric and doesn't have much background.

Martinson Sr: 'Who are you?' Damn it, you'd better not be in Free Country, or I'll throw you damn monkey into the ocean to feed the sharks, Farker. ’

Adams: 'Oh God, you're old Mr. Martinson?' Oh my god, you're also a system binder? ’

Adams: 'No, I seem to understand something. ’

President Adams sensed something was wrong and immediately exited the subsystem chat room and found the system interface.

He remembered that there seemed to be an identity profile about the target person, and the meaning of his system was to assist the target person to achieve a perfect life.

And now...... He clicked through the profile to view it.

"Oh my God, is it really him, Miko-sama?" President Adams is incredible.

~

Subsystem Chat Room:

Martinson Sr: 'Damn, why is your name so familiar?' Fake, you're not really a Freeman, are you? Fak Fak! ’

Wei Guozhong: 'Old Martinson, this seems to be the president of your country, Adams, this is interesting. ’

Chen Baijia: 'It is indeed the president of your country, congratulations, old Martinson, you have an extra partner, I hope you have a happy cooperation. ’

Martinson Sr: 'Fack, Fack, Wei, I'm Fark! Chen, I'm Fak Squid! ’

Martinson Sr. is a dictator, he is the only one who can speak in the Martinson consortium, and if someone threatens his position, he will kill them all like he did with those Martinsons!

If it weren't for the fact that those Martinsons were his descendants, he would have sent them to God a long time ago, no, no, no, with their deep sins they would not go to heaven, and they would all go to hell to suffer.

He's such a dictator, and now you're telling him that there's a subsystem binder in the country that's completely under his control.

And that damned, stupid president like a fat pig?

Martinson Sr. just wanted to give Adams a middle finger up: Fake!

~

After venting for a while, everyone calmed down and began to think about how to deal with the current problem.

The system will not allow the subsystem binders to kill each other, for the system, these are high-quality tools, and the system mechanism will never allow them to attack each other until the last piece of value is squeezed dry.

That is, knowing this mechanism of the system, which is why Martinson Sr. is so angry, perhaps it can also be called 'impotent rage'.

Adams, I'm Fack Squid!

He didn't dare to do anything to the system, he doubted this damn ...... This great system has a certain amount of mechanical intelligence, and if he detects that he is insulting him, it is estimated that his fate will be miserable.

So he could only vent his anger on Adams.

Subsystem Chat Room:

Adams: 'I see, I see!' ’

Adams: 'There is no alien civilization at all, there is no Son of God at all, it is all a lie of old Mr. Martinson, and the previous Neptune's space fleet was also fake?' ’

Wei Guozhong: 'No, Adams, Neptune's fleet before was real......

Adams: 'How is that possible?' ’

Wei Guozhong: 'I suggest you go and check the system logs, where everything is recorded. ’

This is the function that the three of them discovered in the groping system later, recording all the information, all the tasks and rewards of the subsystem binders, etc., are transparent in the system log.

More than half an hour later, Adams was back online.

Adams: 'In other words, the previous alien fleet was warned by the system because Mr. Martinson Sr. wanted to do something to Mr. Chen Chu?' ’

Wei Guozhong: 'That's right, that's right. ’

Adams: 'Old Mr. Martinson, you are brave. ’

Martinson Sr.: 'I'm Fake, are you mocking me?' You damn puppet, you wait for me, and I'll let you go. ’

Adams: 'Old Mr. Martinson, I'm sorry, I just read the system logs, the system doesn't allow us to attack each other, and you may be punished again by the system for doing so. ’

Adams: 'Don't you feel the pain of paralysis?' You were almost killed by an alien fleet, don't you feel scared? Mr. Martinson Sr. ’

Martinson Sr.: 'I'm Fakfakfak...... You damn ......' (end of chapter)