"President Baker, I have a question." A young man with meticulously combed hair suddenly said.
Mal Gattirahan's attitude could affect a large number of people, but there were still people who followed caution and raised questions.
Baker Richardson immediately looked at the young man and smiled, "Please speak, Mr. Gansack."
The young man was the heir of the Gansack Consortium. His old father was in poor health and had been living in seclusion all year round. The consortium was handed over to his son to manage. He was a very talented young man.
"Manipulating time, let's assume that this is real. Then I want to ask, how should we deal with an enemy who can manipulate time? "Gansack spread out his hands." In front of time, all methods are useless. "
At this point, the young heir of the financial group glanced at Marl Gaittirahan without leaving a trace, agreeing so readily. Haha.
Just waiting for you to ask, Baker Richardson answered the young heir's question with ease and assurance. And used the information collected by the island as evidence to verify the information.
"For this, we specially did a test. On the day the Buddha head died, we lengthened the timeline. From the time I set off to the death of the Buddha head, it was a full five hours." Baker Richardson said, "The Buddha head did not revive, which means that Li Xianyu did not dare to go back in time."
"Our speculation is correct. Any energy output is not out of thin air. If we want the plane to take off, we need to have dye. If we want to use Qi, we have to expend energy. If he wants to manipulate time, he has to pay the price. "
The councilors fell silent again, and then they began to discuss in a low voice.
Although he could manipulate time, he was greatly restricted. This was undoubtedly good news if everyone really wanted to fight for the treasure.
"Just a few dozen minutes, or an hour?" A middle-aged man asked.
"Can you see through the future?"
"Seeing through the future is nothing. In physics, going back in time is a miracle."
"The future is not important? I can go to the future to see if your wife has cheated. Do you think it's important? "
"The future can be predicted. For example, Mr. Toure, your complexion is poor, your eyes are swollen, and your kidneys are weak. I can predict that you won't sleep with a woman tonight. From this, I can predict the future even further. If you don't take care of your body, your wife will definitely cheat. I hope she won't hook up with a black man. "
"Bullsh * t, do you want to fight? I'm going to cut off your tongue and stuff it into your ass."
The councilors were in a heated argument, especially the two gentlemen who were discussing their wives' infidelity. They stood up and rolled up their sleeves, ready to give each other a set of punches.
The people on the side were either watching the show or trying to stop the fight, persuading the two of them, "There's no media here, no people watching, and the two of you don't have voters to be responsible for. Let's not do the politicians fighting in front of the cameras for their respective voters to see."
"Stop arguing. Predicting the future is not a big deal. The most precious thing in the world is the medicine for regret." In the end, it was a well-known director in the field of physics who stopped the argument.
"Just as I said, going back in time is the most precious thing. Foreseeing the future will make you a winner in life, so that you will never make a mistake, so that your choice will always be right and the most beneficial to you. But going back in time will make you a god. " The director who was proficient in physics said, "I still can't believe it, because it's impossible, impossible in every sense of the word."
"Don't try to use your scientific thinking to understand it." In the video, Baker Richardson shrugged. "Can you use science to explain the immortality of the Ancient Fey? Can you explain the state of the Pantheon Palace and the real world? Can you explain this video of resurrection? "
"Science might be omnipotent, but we have limits. Maybe we haven't even seen the tip of the iceberg of science. We don't even know how big the field of science is."
The director of physics retorted, "What I mean is that such a thing shouldn't exist in our world."
Baker Richardson said, "Then it doesn't belong to this world. Think about the Ancient Fey's explanation for that thing: The sky suddenly split open, and divine light enveloped the land. A treasure was born in the light, and the world collapsed because it couldn't withstand its power, and underground fire spewed out …"
The physicist's eyes flashed. "A four-dimensional world?"
President Baker replied, "I'm not sure about that, but as long as we get our hands on it, all the answers will naturally be revealed."
There was a pause in the conversation, and the directors began to whisper to each other again. They were either frowning in thought, or rubbing their eyebrows with their eyes closed.
About ten minutes later, the head of the McCarthy family, who had light blonde hair at his temples, raised his hand and said, "I have another question. How should we share the treasure you mentioned?"
After a pause, he stared at Baker Richardson on the screen. "President Baker, I will determine whether to participate in this matter based on your answer. Please consider it carefully."
The scene immediately quietened down. Everyone restrained their expressions and scrutinized Baker Richardson.
"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question for the time being." Baker Richardson shook his head regretfully. "Until today, I, and those Ancient Fey, still haven't unveiled the true veil of the treasure. Turning back time is only the ability it has shown so far. We don't know if it has any other abilities or how long it can go back at its maximum power output. "
"There's a reason for this. To this day, it hasn't evolved into a complete form. Even Li Xianyu himself can't completely understand it or control it."
"How do we share it? It depends on how we use it. "
"If we view it as some kind of energy source, then what we need to do is to research a machine that can use it. For example, creating a time machine. Of course, this is just a joke. But I believe that we will definitely be able to research a way to use it. "
"Before oil was discovered, humans similarly didn't know the correct way to use this dirty liquid. Gentlemen, this requires the wisdom of all of us to study it. "
"In fact, no one has seen the true form of the treasure. I don't know why it's in Li Xianyu's body or how to extract it."
"Of course, I know your concerns. This is indeed a major matter. I'll give you some time to discuss and research. We'll reconvene at four in the afternoon, and we'll vote on it. "
"Ladies and gentlemen, there's not much time left. All of Bosch's high-end combat forces have been hidden in the Pantheon Palace. Our speculation is almost complete."
"Alright, meeting adjourned!"
Baker Richardson cut off the communication and took a sip of his coffee. He savored the bitter and fragrant liquid that spread across his taste buds.
Beside him, Qing Shi and Dorgon, who hadn't spoken since the beginning, were commenting on the high-level meeting of the Bloodline World of the strongest country in the world.
"Your efficiency is too slow," Dorgon said. "Your system will only make a simple matter extremely complicated."
If it was in his era, the Emperor could give the order and start a war without hesitation.
Qing Shi clicked his tongue. "The structure of this society is that a small number of elites manage the majority of mediocre people, but only one person at the top is enough."
He pointed at his brain.
One was an autocrat who dreamed of being an Emperor for centuries. The other was a fanatic who simply wanted to turn all the creatures of the world into his believers. Although Baker Richardson cooperated with them, his thinking was still that of a human, and he couldn't agree with their style of doing things.
"Only when different ideas collide can the sparks of civilization burst forth." Baker Richardson couldn't be bothered to continue this topic. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry, they will agree."
"You're so sure?" Dorgon glanced at him. "You have to know that you're just drawing a picture. Although it's very real, it also exists. But what makes them believe that you'll share it with them? "
Baker Richardson sneered. "They're not fighting for me, they're fighting for their own interests, for themselves. Everyone who fights for interests can't guarantee that they'll be the winner in the end, but there are plenty of people who fight for a piece of cake. "
"Your Highness Prince Regent, when you decided to form an alliance with Defeating Poisoned Tail, were you so certain that you would get the fruit? Didn't they also draw a picture for you, and you jumped into the pit without hesitation? "
"If everyone was thinking, 'How can I get the fruit, how can I be qualified to share it?' Then the world would be at peace, and there wouldn't be so many fights for interests. "
"As long as they confirm the existence of the fruit and confirm that there really is a treasure that can manipulate time, they will end up without hesitation. It's human nature to pursue interests, it's the nature of all creatures. "
"Even if you can't get it, you have to get it, even if you have to fight until your head bleeds. Since ancient times, haven't there been many regimes that have fought for a piece of cake and suffered heavy losses?"
"The fight and theft of advanced technology and high-end weapons happens all the time. Some countries have lost batch after batch of spies, and they've suffered huge losses, but they still haven't stopped their desire for benefits. "
"What's more, I'm the president of the Supers Association, much more reliable than the average 'ally'."
Japan, luxury villa.
Kuri Aoki was wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair tied behind her head, holding a goblet in her hand. She leaned on the edge of the bathtub, looking at the sunny metropolis of Tokyo.
Today was a holiday, and she planned to take a bath and sleep for the whole day to make up for the lack of sleep over the past few days.
The Tenjin Association incident had only subsided for more than a month, but the city seemed to have forgotten the scars caused by the turmoil. Businesses were operating normally, office workers went to work as usual, and unconscious drunkards could be seen everywhere on the Shinkansen and in the parks.
Most of the people in the official organizations of Japan were grateful and touched by the hero, and they either disappeared or settled in the bottom of their hearts as the days gradually stabilized.
The world seemed to have not changed.
He came and went, but he left an unerasable mark in Kuri Aoki's heart. She could no longer restore the peace of the past like the city.
The awkward thing was that the guy hadn't replied to her email for a while. According to their habits, they had to write an email every three days. Usually, Kuri Aoki would take the initiative to write an email, and he would reply.
She had sent the email three days ago, but the other party hadn't replied. It had been a whole day.
It was an extremely anxious day, and Kuri Aoki couldn't help but think, Why didn't he reply to my email? Did he not see it? But it had been a whole day, not a few hours. Plus, we had an email every three days, and it was impossible for him not to pay attention to the email.
So, does he not have feelings for me? His feelings have faded, and he's finally lost interest in this long-distance relationship, and he's finally going to abandon me, the girl from the infamous Aoki family?
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but want to explode.
This reminded Kuri Aoki of a joke that was circulating on the internet. Otakus would always wait for their goddess's reply on the chat app, and they would be in fear and trepidation, but the reply they got was: "Hehe, sleep early, go take a shower."
Should I be glad that I didn't receive his "hehe"?
Kuri Aoki smiled bitterly and drank the red wine in her glass.
Just then, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and the nanny's voice was heard. "Miss Kuri, the master is here."
The Aoki family had assigned three nannies to take good care of her life.
"Got it." Kuri Aoki put down the glass and walked out of the bathroom along the stairs.
She dried her hair, changed into a sakura kimono, and met Daisuke Aoki in the living room, who was wearing casual clothes.
"Master!" Kurumi Aoki crossed her arms over her abdomen and bowed.
Daisuke Aoki nodded and glanced at the nannies present. The latter left the living room, opened the door, and left.
"What's the attitude of Bosch?" Daisuke Aoki thought for a moment and said, "I received news that Bosch's senior staff have left Shanghai in large numbers, and are gathering in Zhe Province."
"What are they going to do? Shouldn't they be preparing for war? The Buddha Head died in the hands of President Baker, and the Kusanagi sword was lost."
Kuri Aoki sat down and poured tea in a practiced manner. Her movements were gentle, and her tone was calm. "Master, do you think Bosch has the energy to fight the Supers Association at this time?"
"The enemy is on the other side of the world. Even if they are bullied, they can only grit their teeth and endure it. The enemy at home is the deadliest."
Daisuke Aoki nodded with a worried expression.
They had seen the terror of the Overlord. Baker Richardson had betrayed them and stolen the Kusanagi sword. How should Bosch fight?
Although they had a lot of top fighters, there were only three extreme supers, and Qin Ze was a new extreme supers. His strength was still lacking. The Unparalleled Combat Soul also had the limitation of Li Xianyu. If something happened to Li Xianyu, the Unparalleled Combat Soul would be useless.
"Since Bosch and the Supers Association can't fight, why are you egging them on?" Daisuke Aoki said helplessly. "Why don't you discuss this with me?"
"If Bosch loses, pretend I didn't say anything. But if they win, they will have to settle the score with the Supers Association sooner or later. "Kuri Aoki smiled.
What she wanted to do now was to bring people to support Bosch, but reality did not allow it. In such an uncertain situation, the official organizations would definitely not take sides, especially after the Tenshin Society's turmoil and heavy losses.
She wanted to help Bosch purely out of selfishness.
"But I have a feeling that this day will come soon. Also, the Supers Association will definitely intervene in this matter. Not an online war of words, "Kuri Aoki said.
Her firm attitude puzzled Daisuke Aoki. "Why?"
"Intuition!" Kuri Aoki said casually.
She knew the inside story. Beck Richardson's betrayal was unreasonable in the eyes of many, impulsive and ignorant. But Kuri Aoki knew that President Beck coveted the fruit and chose to stand on the Ancient Fey's side.
The reason was simple. After defeating the Ruler, Beck Richardson alone would not be able to obtain the fruit.
On the contrary, he could still fight for the alliance with the Ancient Fey. After knowing that President Beck had stolen the Kusanagi Blade, Kuri Aoki had thought it through.
Based on the above reasons, Beck Richardson would definitely drag the Supers Association down with him.
Four o 'clock in the afternoon.
The officers and directors of the Supers Association gathered once again.
This time, there was no more confusion on their faces. They sat quietly in their seats and watched as the curtain slowly slid down. The projector projected Beck Richardson's appearance.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe everyone has the result," Beck Richardson said. "Everything that needs to be said has been said. Let's vote."
The waiter handed over the paper and collected everyone's votes in a box.
The staff immediately went to record the results.
A moment later, the results were out. Total votes: 62
Agree: 48
Oppose: 14
The projector announced the support and opposition forces. This was an open vote, not anonymous, so there was no cheating.
Beck Richardson's voice came. "Shojiba, tell me the results."
"Yes, President," Kanye Shojiba said. "There are 48 votes in favor and 14 against."
"Then the old rules," President Beck said. "Those who oppose can leave now. If you don't leave, it'll be taken as approval."
His tone was calm, as if he had already expected this result.
Of the 14 against votes, only eight left. The others chose to remain silent.
This meant that they would work together with the organization.
"I don't think we can openly use the flag of the Supers Association. The relationship between the two countries must be maintained on the surface. We can't let the international relationship between the two countries fall into an irreparable state because of the war in the Bloodline World. This is the rule. "
"We don't know about time manipulation. The ones who invaded Bosch are terrorists. It has nothing to do with us."
"Remember, don't cause wanton destruction. Killing ordinary people is not allowed, and it's meaningless. Instead, it will delay things. Of course, if they use military weapons, it's none of our business. "
"Our first goal is to occupy the Bull Mountain scenic area. Our second goal is to destroy the Bosch branch in the coastal provinces."
"President Beck, if you can't open the entrance to the Pantheon Palace within 24 hours, we will retreat."
The board members began to discuss among themselves.
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