Chapter 708 Is this thing reliable?

As the most prestigious organization, Tianming naturally knew about this matter immediately. Youlandel also contacted the top leaders of various countries to ask them to stop this crazy behavior.

Because this is obviously a measure taken by the Herrscher of Dominance to deal with the current situation. After all, before this, they had actually been cornered by Silver Ghost's behavior.

But now, the whole world is already tense. As long as there is a fuse, a new world war may really begin.

Youlandel explained the reason to them, but the problem was far from simple as thought now.

Every nation knows the existence of the Herrscher and the Herrscher of dominion.

To be honest, those who have reached their position are even smarter than Teresa Hollander and Einstein in some aspects, especially in these little ideas.

But the problem is that it's useless, and it's useless to know. When it was learned that the puppets of the Herrscher of Dominance might appear in the high-level officials of the country, another human habit, I don't know whether it is a good habit or a bad habit, appeared.

Be wary, and question.

How can I believe that you have no dominating puppet? Even if I believe it, how do I know if you will believe that I believe you?

This kind of suspicion should not exist. After all, there are many ways to solve this kind of suspicion.

But the problem is that the Dominator Herrscher is unreasonable. Her characteristics and abilities have continuously amplified this suspicion, leading to the current situation.

And now...

Youlandel shook her head. She could only try her best to contact and persuade these big bosses and guarantee them.

"Tomorrow Destiny will give you an answer, and we will deal with the Herrscher of Domination."

"So, don't do anything until tomorrow's morning light appears on the earth, whether it's nuclear bombs or the military weapons you have assembled, don't move."

Finally, whether it was Youlandel or Tianming, their prestige bought them these precious few hours.

After hanging up the communication, Youlandel let out a breath.

"Lord Youlandel."

Rita came behind her and spoke softly.

"Rita, how's it going? Is the instrument ready?"

"Yeah." Rita nodded.

"Ready and can be started at any time."

"Yes." Youlandel stood up straight, and the complexity in her eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by the calmness and calmness she once had.

Lifting her feet, she wanted to take a look, but before leaving, she lowered her head and looked at the red rope in her palm.

Silence, after a long silence, Youlandel suddenly clenched her fists.

"We will win."

At the same time, the people of Anti-Entropy also heard about the ability to control travelers and things from the outside world.

At this time, at the Anti-Entropy Base, Dr. Tesla with the red afro was released.

After all, the situation is so complicated now. Things like the mecha's loss of control and the reputation of reverse entropy are no longer a big deal. Tesla can finally come back and help everyone fight.

Looking at the huge instruments that were taking shape in the laboratory, Tesla crossed his arms and spoke.

"I really didn't expect that a Herrscher with no fighting ability would treat the whole world like a toy. The key is that if Bella hadn't helped us win the battle, we would still have been suffering."

It can be heard that Dr. Tesla is somewhat unhappy.

Behind him, Einstein shook his head.

"The mismatch in intelligence ultimately led to the current results."

"And I don't think the Herrscher alone can do such a thing."

"You mean..." Tesla looked back at Einstein.

Einstein held up a finger.

"We can now know that there are probably a thousand Herrschers. They are small and weak, but they have very strange abilities. Not only can they enter and exit the Dominion Theater at will, but they can also control people's hearts. Now they can even rob other Herrschers. strength."

"But at the same time, we also know that the dolls are created by people who are full of malice towards the world, and the evil thoughts in their hearts are infinitely amplified. In this case, the reason why they can be so united is because they have a common goal."

"That's malice to the world."

"But even malicious intentions are different. Organizations like theirs may be united, but they shouldn't have an absolute leader."

"But let's look at it now. The Dominion Theater is being destroyed at this time, but they can still allocate manpower to do this kind of thing, and all the methods are very simple and direct, without any unnecessary actions, but they get the best Effect."

"It's not like an organization without a leader can do this."

Tesla is on fire.

"You mean, someone is leading the puppets."

"You can't be considered a leader." Einstein shook his head.

"Rather than being a leader, it's better to say that someone is giving advice to the Herrscher. As for whether you want to listen to it or not, it's up to the Herrscher himself."

"Oh, that's really troublesome!" Tesla shook his head irritably.

"Those dolls were already troublesome enough, and now there's a villain who is doing harm behind his back! It's really annoying!"

"But after tonight, no matter what the process is, there will be a result. I hope we can still see the sun tomorrow."

After saying that, Tesla put one hand on his hip and looked at the sunset gradually disappearing into the horizon.

Finally, back to Hyperion, when Theresa came behind the old man and looked at the huge instrument in front of her, Theresa couldn't help but speak.

"Did you do this alone?"

To be honest, Theresa had expected it, but she didn't expect that this guy was so powerful and that such a big thing could come out in more than ten hours.

"Yeah, come on! Let's see how it goes."

The old man stood up and tapped the huge instrument in front of him with the wrench in his hand.

"This……"

Taking a closer look, Theresa looked at the rusty iron sheet, the swaying body of the instrument, and the yellowed screen, which looked like screws about to fall off.

"Is this usable? Did you recycle the materials you were going to throw away?"

Theresa looked back at the old man, her voice trembling, not scared, but shocked.

"It's not like we didn't provide it to you, why do you want to use these materials?"

"Don't worry, it's no problem, and those materials don't need to be wasted, and I'm used to using them, so I can perform better."

"What about the materials we provided?" Theresa looked back and found that all the materials she provided were gone.

No, there is another one, thrown on the ground as if it was left behind when moving away.

"Uh...this."

The old man hesitated a little, but at this moment a person came from the other side, it was the garbage dump manager.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the handsome man walked over with a casual look on his face, wearing a gray loose overalls with his pockets in his pockets.

He picked up the materials on the ground and turned to leave, while not forgetting to speak to the old man.

"The old rule is, if you can't sell it, wait until it becomes junk and then sell it to you."

Finished talking and left.

“…………………………”

The air is a little quiet.

The old man smiled and lit a cigarette.

"Um, principal, are you growing up..."

"I haven't grown taller!" Theresa gritted her teeth and said, her voice trembling.

But she wanted to be angry but she didn't know how.

Forget it, as long as the goal can be achieved, what happens in the process will be discussed later.

"By the way, I have a question for you."

Theresa suddenly thought of Wendy's situation. She was curious and wanted to ask the old man in front of her to see if there was any way he could help Wendy.

Even if we can't help Wendy get her powers back, it would be better to help her alleviate her current situation. After all, Wendy is suffering from the pain caused by overuse of her core all the time. Her high fever has not gone away and she vomits everything she eats.

Seeing her like this, everyone was a little worried.

So Theresa told the situation, but the old man in front of her shook his head.

"You should ask the person behind you about this, she should be able to help you."

Everyone turned around subconsciously, and then saw Xilin standing there indifferently, a pair of golden eyes scanning everyone, and finally focused on the old man.

Of course, if there was not the little Fengzi sitting cross-legged on her head, with her hands folded and her head raised, looking at everyone with a proud face, then Queen Sirin's majesty would still be sufficient.