"Anthony Braden?"
On the 14th floor of the Arlington Building, outside a completely bulletproof glass room, Dacia Rockefeller, who was forced to put on a sterile dust-proof suit, looked at the black-haired man behind the workbench in front of him in horror.
Although the man's hair was messy and his face was bruised, Dacia recognized him immediately. He was the current CEO of the Light and Magic Industry, currently the richest man in America, Anthony Braden, the world's leading scientist in applied physics, engineering thermodynamics, and mechanical engineering.
"Get in!"
Behind Dacia, someone hit his waist with the butt of a gun and forced him into the temporarily remodeled workshop.
"The richest man told us that he needs a reliable assistant now. And you, Dacia, although you are also a playboy, you have already become a level-12 magician two months ago, a proud disciple of a level-5 legendary mage. So please work hard here, don't let us down, understand? "
It was a man with a black mask on his face. He stared at Dacia Rockefeller with a warning look, then swept his eyes to the workbench.
"Braden, although I don't think he can play any role in your research, I still brought him here. I know this little guy is your friend. But other than that, I don't want to hear any other excessive requests, understand? "
Anthony Braden did not speak, only raised his hand, indicating that he understood. The masked man snorted coldly and strode out.
When the glass door closed, Dacia hesitantly walked to the other side of the workbench.
"Anthony, I didn't expect you to be here. What happened? Where are your security consultants? Don't you have that demigod-level exoskeleton armor with you? "
He knew that there were two legends around him!
"Isn't it obvious? Since I was hijacked by them, it means that my security consultants are dead. As for the armor you mentioned, it lost its power at a critical moment. I was betrayed, Dacia, by our own people in the Light and Magic Industry. Shit, this armor has just been fully repaired in the Science Laboratory of Light & Magic Industries not long ago. "
Anthony Braden, on the other hand, looked rather optimistic. "Also, you don't have to be so quiet, Dacia. There are a lot of listening devices here. There are so many of them that it's frightening. There are all kinds of them. I guarantee that no matter what form of communication we use, they will be able to hear it. "
Dacia's face was ashen as she scanned the glass room. There was also the toilet bowl, which was also surrounded by transparent glass.
"In other words, even if we go to the toilet, they will still be watching us."
"Of course, they can hear us taking a dump."
Anthony laughed and said, "Alright, let's stop the idle chatter here. We can get to work now, or I'll be beaten for your sake, and you, Dacia, will come to no better end. Their skills in this area are very good. They can make you feel so much pain that you want to die, but your body won't suffer too much damage. "
"Then what do they need you to research? This thing in front of us that looks like a briquet? "
Dacia had already shifted her gaze to something on the workbench. It indeed looked like a burning honeycomb briquet. The shape was almost exactly the same, except that it was completely smooth and crystal clear. The red light ejected from the honeycomb was very gentle.
"It's said that it's an energy core taken from the ruins of the Mohrans, originating from an extremely powerful astral warship. I've tested it, and it does contain astonishing energy. With the necessary external components, it can steadily output 120 million kilowatt hours in the next 50 years. And Atlanta's daily electricity consumption is no more than 60 million kilowatt hours in the summer. "
"Got it. You're trying to make a bomb now?"
"You guessed it?"
Anthony's lips twitched. "If this thing is detonated, it can easily destroy Atlanta's magic tower defense array. But the energy inside is very stable, and it won't be easy to make it explode. "
Dacia already knew the truth. "So the four sets of 'magic machinery cores' are actually bait, right? To lure you out of Manhattan and come to Atlanta. They can only set up the trap here, because you won't be going further. "
"What's the point?"
Anthony Braden sighed, then placed a sketch he had drawn in front of Dacia. "The most important thing for you now is to help me make this part. They also have experts in physics and mechanics who are monitoring our progress at all times, so don't try to cut corners or cheat, okay? "
Seeing that the blond boy opposite him nodded, the man focused on the 'honeycomb briquet' in front of him. Just as he leaned over the desk and began to focus on measuring and drawing.
The masked man, who had just left not long ago, barged in with a large group of armed men. The people in front of him directly pressed Dacia down, forcing her to stretch one hand flat on the desk in front of her.
The masked man held a knife in his hand and came to Dacia's side.
"Stop!"
Anthony Braden realized what might happen next. His face was as pale as paper. "He's my assistant now, Mr. Vulture! If you cut off Dacia's hand, how can he help me? "
"I only need one of his fingers. His little finger will do."
The masked man in black's expression was calm. "Just now, his father, the Minister of Finance, in a closed-door cabinet meeting, flatly rejected our proposal to release Master Skywalker. Our leader believes that we must return the favor to the Minister, and this is not something you can stop. "
"Not even his little finger!"
Anthony Braden's expression was cold, and his tone was firm. "If his finger is injured, then I'm sorry, I can't make what you want in ten days. Dacia has a special magic talent, he can use magic to perform precise control on the nanometer level. None of you can replace him! "
The masked man was shocked and fell into deep thought. About five seconds later, he made a decision. "Then let's change it to a toe!"
This time, he did not give Anthony a chance to speak. He directly swung the knife in his hand and slashed it into Dacia's leather shoe, then walked away.
"Take out his toe, heal him, and change him into a good pair of shoes."
Ten minutes later, in this transparent glass laboratory, Dacia Rockefeller's face was already twisted, and his eyes were spewing fire.
"I swear, I will kill him! If I can get out of here, I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs! "
Anthony Braden, however, smiled bitterly, thinking that it would not be easy. These people not only had the ability to banish the two legendary level four bodyguards to the Astral Plane in an instant, but their plan was also extremely sophisticated and thorough. They used the magic tower array and many hostages to block the strong people of the Light and Magic Industry and the government outside the City of Atlanta. In this city, the only ones who had the ability to rescue them were the demigod families.
But the problem was that these forces had been fighting for nearly twenty years, and the divine artifact Longwei had completely ignited the contradictions and conflicts between them. At this moment, no matter which clan it was, it was likely that they would not be able to muster enough strength to assist him.
At this time, who could save him?
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