After waiting for more than 30 hours in the base, Sheyan and the others finally received some news from the inside.
To be more precise, it was internal information from the Civil Aviation Administration and the FBI.
The accuracy of the information was beyond doubt, and it came from a very high-level source. The reason why the base was so well-informed was because there were too few official tickets for the Ark of the Promise. As the saying goes, only the dead can keep secrets. Therefore, the rumours of the end of the world had begun to spread, and the counterfeit tickets in the base were now in high demand.
In the face of common interests, what was the point of investigating the whereabouts of two people?
The two people who leaked the information were, of course, the purchasers of the counterfeit tickets.
According to the information, Jackson Curtis had just returned from a visit to the hospital. Curtis had just returned from a hospital in Miami with his daughter, while Dr. Adrian had just returned from a nuclear submarine in the South Pacific Ocean to collect first-hand data.
Dr. Adrian Adrian was an important person in charge of the project, so his safety was undoubtedly comparable to that of the President's. In a world with legendary figures, this level of protection was not something contestants could easily break through.
According to further detailed information, Jackson Curtis had suffered a lot of mishaps during his travels. Curtis had encountered some accidents on his journey, but he seemed to have been blessed by the goddess of luck and remained unscathed. A thug once shot him with a shotgun, but the shotgun mysteriously exploded, and an out-of-control truck crashed into him and his daughter. Coincidentally, an earthquake happened, and the truck was blocked by a crack in the ground, and crashed into a nearby gas station ….
Sheyan immediately knew that Jackson Curtis must have had some sort of special ability. Curtis must have been blessed with the protagonist's luck, and it must have been extremely awesome. After all, he was just an ordinary person, so the only thing he could rely on was his unparalleled luck!
Attacking such a guy would not only mean that his luck would rise to the max, but the attacker's luck would also be lowered to the extreme!
Looking at Jackson Curtis? Sheyan's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have caught onto something very important, but he could not put his finger on it for the time being.
But now was not the time to think about it slowly, because they had to race against time. Since they could receive the information, it meant that the others would soon receive similar information, or even earlier than them.
Even if they only wanted to complete the mission with the lowest progress, they had to save someone as soon as possible!
"Jackson Curtis? Mr. Curtis doesn't look bad. " Sheyan drew a tick next to his name, and the legendary figure in the base cooperated with them to carry out a feint attack at the right time. The other forces panicked and hurriedly retreated.
Therefore, after passing through Professor X's mental barrier, they were able to take a helicopter to Manhattan Beach in California without much effort.
***
Jackson? Curtis's main occupation was a best-selling author, but unfortunately, most of the books he wrote were piled up in his own house. Obviously, they were not popular, and there were very few readers. Or rather, there were very few readers who read the original version. To be exact, there were 422 of them.
Because of this, he became the laughingstock of the people around him. Finally, in order to make a living, he had no choice but to work as a chauffeur for a Russian tycoon. Based on this point, the author of this book was much luckier than the main character, hehe.
He had a son and a daughter, but his wife had reorganized their family after divorcing him. She was going to let her remarried husband use her uterus to carry on the family line. However, this wife still couldn't forget her ex-husband.
So this was Jackson Curtis? Based on Mr. Curtis's experiences and interpersonal relationships in the first half of his life, it was clear that he had not lived a good life. Or to put it in a familiar language, he had accumulated bad luck. However, he was a person who could always maintain an optimistic and positive attitude. He had a very good mentality.
And now, his luck had finally changed.
Sheyan called Jackson Curtis on the plane. Curtis dialed a number. When he called this number before, it was all out of service. The realm must have deliberately blocked it. But now … the call finally went through.
"Jackson? Is this Mr. Curtis? "
A very tired and angry voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I'm sorry to say this, sir, but I don't need credit cards, refrigerators, washing machines, cars or anything else. I just want to have a good night's sleep. Although it's very happy to be with my two children, the trouble that comes with it is also draining all my energy like a sponge. Alright, that's it. I don't mind if you call me back in ten hours. Goodbye."
Sheyan listened to the beeping tone from the phone and shrugged his shoulders. Then, he tossed the phone back to Zi. Sheyan said.
"How many people have you hired?"
Zi was startled.
"Why are you asking this?"
Sheyan persisted.
"Answer me first."
Zi thought for a moment before answering.
"The only ones who personally interviewed for the job were the CEO of the China region and the HR supervisor of the Europe region."
Sheyan chuckled and replied.
"Then call Jackson Curtis. Tell him that you've read his masterpiece and think that many of his ideas are in line with yours. Tell him that you want to talk to him about the new job. This is very important because only you can create the most realistic effect. We can't underestimate Jackson Pollock. We can't underestimate Mr. Curtis's IQ. "
Zi rolled her eyes at Sheyan, then dialed the number. It did not take much effort for her to convince Jackson Curtis. Mr. Curtis was convinced. Her strong career woman was on full display. The details were as follows:
"Hello, Jackson? Mr. Curtis, are you interested in a job with an annual salary of US $700,000 and a signing fee of US $200,000? "
“WHAT？？ Ma 'am, are you sure it's not April Fools' Day? "
"If you accept, you can tell me your credit card account number. You'll immediately receive an advance payment of US $100,000 to prove that this is not a scam. In fact, my boss is a reader of your book and agrees with some of the ideas in your book. Now that he's promoted to CEO, he's short of people to work for him. "
"This … this … ma 'am, I know it's very presumptuous, but I'm an adult. I like to convince myself with numbers and facts, so my credit card account number is …"
"You can check your balance in ten minutes."
After saying that, Zi hung up the phone and said to Sheyan, "That's right, Sheyan.
"Make the payment and settle it yourself."
Sheyan sighed and said, "That's right.
"Sure enough, money is the most persuasive thing."
However, just when Sheyan thought that things were going smoothly, the nightmare imprint suddenly sent him a notification:
[Warning! Warning! One of the two key protection targets, Dr. Adrian, is dead!]
[Warning: If Jackson Curtis is dead, Now that Curtis is dead, your main quest will fail! "
[Please find and protect Jackson Curtis as soon as possible. Search for Jackson Curtis!]
"So fast!!" There was no doubt that Sheyan and the others were shocked. If it were them, they would not have been able to kill Jackson Curtis so quickly unless they used Freddy, who was hiding in Old Charlie's body. More importantly, key plot characters like Jackson Curtis were probably immune to Freddy's mental attacks.
With that in mind, Sheyan immediately transferred the money to Jackson Curtis. Jackson Curtis transferred the money to him and dialed the number. Obviously, he would not receive the cold shoulder this time.
After asking Jackson Curtis about Jackson Curtis' location? After receiving Curtis's address, Sheyan suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking from the other end of the phone. His heart skipped a beat! He hurriedly asked Jackson Curtis. What happened to Jackson Curtis?
The author yawned and said casually, "It's a pizza.
It seems a pizza delivery guy went to the wrong door. "
Sheyan's pupils contracted. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard an earth-shattering explosion from the other end of the phone!
"Damn it! How can it be so fast?! "
At this moment, Party Ace's heartstrings were stretched taut! They were afraid that they would hear the notification that they had failed the mission. Fortunately, the heart-wrenching notification did not come in the end. Party Ace had already gotten off the plane and was rushing over in a car. There was no need for road signs at all. The thick black smoke rising not far away was their best guide.
Amid the ear-piercing screech of the brakes, Sheyan pounced forward like a tiger before the car came to a complete stop. He rolled on the ground and pressed his hand against the ground. He remained in a crouching position, but his whole body was full of explosive power, as if he could jump up and hurt someone at any time.
Party Ace, who was already as tense as a bowstring, immediately entered a combat-ready state when they saw Sheyan's appearance. One of Sheyan's palms pressed against the concrete road sank into it silently, as if it was not a hard road, but hard sand and mud. A crack appeared on the concrete road where Sheyan's palms were pressed, spreading quietly to the front like a poisonous snake.
Standing in front of Sheyan was a burly man whose every movement exuded a sense of disdain. Behind him were the corpses of three contestants, which were faintly disappearing into light. The burly man's chest was half-exposed, revealing a clear crescent-shaped blood-red scar extending deep into his lapel.
There were two things that attracted the most attention around the burly man. The one prostrating at his feet was none other than the important storyline character, Jackson Curtis. Jackson Curtis was not moving at all. It was unclear whether he was on the verge of death or had fainted.
The other item was a long object that the burly man was carrying on his back! That thing exuded a supreme majesty, causing people to feel the urge to kneel down and worship it. Even under the sunlight, one could see a faint white light that was thin but did not dissipate. Sometimes, it condensed into the illusion of a cross, and sometimes it condensed into lightning! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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