The FORTWO stopped in front of a recycling station.
The bald man unfastened his seat belt and jumped out of the wheelchair. "This is the place. The owner of this place is a friend of mine. I told him to lend it to us for a while. Don't worry. It's on the side of the highway, and no one usually comes here. What we need to do now is to let the Messenger contact the other master builders as soon as possible."
The other four also got out of the car at this time. In order to prevent Evil Scientist's androids from finding their new base by following the car, the Demon Butcher directly dismantled the car into two stone lions and placed them outside the waste recycling station.
Then the five of them walked into the recycling station together. This was a recycling station that specialized in recycling electronic waste. All kinds of air conditioners, refrigerators, color TVs, and washing machines were piled up like hills in the open space.
"Great! There are a lot of materials here for the Messenger to build an Animal Messenger. By the way, it was an emergency just now, so I haven't had time to introduce them to you," the waiter said. The waiter said, "Messengers, these two are the famous Heaven's Chosen One and her extra. These two are messengers."
The Messenger nodded slightly at the two. The first thing she did after getting out of the car was to remake a hooded coat and cover her face with the hood.
The waiter explained, "Don't get me wrong. The Messenger is a very shy person and doesn't like to talk. I've known her for so long, but I've never seen her speak to anyone. She is also the most special existence among the master builders. She only builds Animal Messengers."
"Messenger, it's nice to see you again, but now is not the time to catch up. Although I know you don't want to catch up with me, we don't seem to know each other that well … In short, Evil Scientist plans to destroy the entire city in three days. Fortunately, we have found the Chosen One. Now, we need to summon all the master builders who are still alive to defeat Evil Scientist and save the world. You are the only one who can contact all the master builders. This is why those men in black attacked your residence. So now, even if I stared at your chest when you lost your shirt, are you still willing to help us?"
As the waiter said, the Messenger did not speak at all. She just nodded again after hearing the waiter's words. Then she climbed up a mountain of garbage next to her and dismantled all the abandoned computers into parts. Her hands did not stop, and the garbage heap in the center of the recycling station was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was replaced by a huge black meteorite-like object with a bumpy surface.
"Uh … I think she might have misunderstood me." The bald man lowered his voice and said to the waiter, "If I talk to her directly, it might hurt her feelings. Do you have any way to remind her tactfully?"
"Don't worry. I've known the Messenger for so long. She's the last person I need to worry about. She knows what she's doing very well," the waiter said confidently.
As soon as the voice fell, the Messenger's foot slipped, and she almost fell from the top of the huge meteorite. Fortunately, she quickly regained her footing and continued to bury herself in her work.
…
Half an hour later, the waiter came back with two plates of fried steaks made of discarded mobile phones. "Who wants to have dinner?" he asked.
At this time, the Messenger finally finished her work and climbed down from the meteorite-like object.
The bald man was the first to greet her. "You've worked hard. It's an outstanding job. It's admirable. Except for the wrong direction of your efforts, everything is great. I wanted to remind you earlier, but the Demon Butcher didn't agree. But it doesn't matter. We still have time. We can do it again … Wow."
Just as he spoke, black bees flew out of the holes of the meteorite-like object in swarms.
"So, this thing is actually a huge beehive. I take back what I said and offer you my sincerest apologies. Messenger, you're really incredible." The bald man's mouth was so wide open that it looked like it could fit an entire orange in it.
"I told you. She knows what she's doing very well." The waiter handed the steaks to Zhang Heng and Mei Nan and walked over.
"By the way, she asked you, what message do you want to send to the other master builders?"
"Let me think …" The bald man cleared his throat. "Hmm, let's write that we lost a lot in the war three years ago. Some of our friends left us forever, while others were forced to hide their identities. We gave up everything for this city, but what we got in return was death and exile. Note, the words' death 'and' exile 'can be bolded. You know, it's to increase the visual impact and resonate with us …" "Let me think …" the bald man cleared his throat.
"These years have not been easy for any of us. In addition to the pressure of life itself, we have to avoid the evil scientist and his minions. They're everywhere, even at rookie courier stations. To be honest, this is a bit too much. I haven't been able to buy anything for the past few years … The shadows of evil are getting stronger and stronger, while justice is getting dimmer and dimmer. I know that you've all been hesitating, doubting, and afraid. You've all hoped that this is just a nightmare. Dashes.
"At the same time, I also know that when this city is threatened again, you will still stand up without hesitation. Just like what you have done before, unite, work together, and fight against evil together. I have received accurate news that the evil scientist will reopen the space channel in three days and destroy the world for his own selfishness. Fortunately, we have also found the chosen one.
"Hey, old friends, we need your help now. Let's end all this together. No more hiding, no more sadness, because Spiderman once said that with great power comes great responsibility. Now, it's time to shoulder that responsibility. Dash, your forever friends, mobile arsenal. Okay, what are you waiting for? Send these words. "
However, the messenger stood motionless when he heard that.
"Uh … I think she means that with the size of those bees, they may not be able to convey so much information," the waiter translated.
"Okay, then remove the 'forever friends' at the end."
"…"
"Remove the words about Spiderman as well, although I quite like this sentence." The bald man sighed. "This is the biggest concession I can make."
The messenger remained motionless.
"Well, you win. Change the message to 'We have found the chosen one, come quickly!'"
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