Although she always has a dizzy life on weekdays, Alice has never forgotten her brains about black technology.

"Black Technology" was once a term that appeared in "All Metal Frenzy". It originally means knowledge that is not self-developed by humans and is above the existing technology of humans. It is extended to be a curiosity that cannot be understood by humans' existing worldview. It refers to a scientific technology or product that is far beyond the reach of today's technology or knowledge, lacks current scientific basis, and violates the principles of nature.

Similarly, it has no scientific basis but is very powerful and has the name of technology. It can also be labeled with such a name if it is used like magic.

Furthermore, under normal circumstances, technologies or products that are currently impossible to realize or are impossible to produce can be collectively called "black technology", and their standards are that they do not conform to the common sense of the real world and the current technological level. That is to say, some technologies that have been secretly developed by government agencies and giant chaebols but have not yet been known to the public are also qualified to be trapped.

Any genius who has been in the 21st century will not help but imagine black technology, especially Alice's mind is here after all, and of course there is no exception. In fact, the router she developed back then is equivalent to the level of semi-black technology in a sense, because it not only was the first router in history born two years ago, but also had super performance in the 1990s.

Therefore, from a combination of standard significance and historical perspectives, Alice has almost always been studying black technology. Cisco's current three mainstream products, routers, switches and firewalls, were not only invented in history in advance by her, but also all of them are high-end products from the 1990s. It is difficult to imitate high-end products from other peers, which is actually the level of semi-black technology.

Otherwise, how could Cisco, her subsidiary, develop smoothly to the present? Once a technology company takes the technology crush, the result will be self-evident.

But all this is a small fuss.

Sometimes, it’s really time to do something practical - compared to a small-scale fight like developing a product a few years in advance.

Alice has never had the habit of doing useless work. Anyway, there was no Fifth Apostle who would attack Los Angeles, so of course there was no need for her to develop an electronic cannon; anyway, no one found Minowsky particles that could shield conventional communication equipment, so of course there was no need for her to develop Gundam to change the war mode; similarly, no fifteen-meter-high giant appears in the city every day to kill humans, so of course there was no need for her to develop a thing called a three-dimensional mobile device to put on her Blackwater mercenaries.

Although it would be cool if something was developed, it would be very good, but with the premise that she had no force to dominate the world, most technologies had no need to develop... that is, there was no market.

But now, it seems that the market has arrived.

In fact, the definition of the market is very simple, it is just whether Alice herself needs it.

If she needs it, then there will be a market; if she doesn't need it, then there will be no market. Then there will be no market, of course, you will not concentrate on developing a certain technology or product.

Then she needs it now.

"I just came back and I'm going back again. Look at you're trying to do it every day."

As soon as she got up, Sophie was tidying her daughter's hair in front of the floor mirror. Even a year earlier, Alice was a high school student. A proper hair tied up can show her charm.

"This is a job, mom, and it's a big job." However, despite changing to the extremely ladylike pan head, Alice still smiled like a punk girl: "Okay, no, Brody and Monica have been waiting downstairs for a long time."

Sophie didn't care: "What a big deal to ask them to wait any longer, but Alice, are you really sure you want that Brody to be your personal bodyguard? I thought you would choose a female soldier."

Speaking of this, the hair was finished, but when the mother did not forget to hand a jacket to her daughter.

"The first thing that works for a profession like bodyguard is the outside world." Alice put on her jacket and said, "Most male soldiers have advantages over women in this regard, unless you really ask me to find an old lady weighing 300 pounds!"

"I was just a little surprised." Sophie didn't forget to weigh it before handing it to Alice: "It's so heavy. Alice, I haven't seen you get close to many boys over the years, why are you getting close to this Brody? He seems to be older than you... Is he almost twelve years old?"

These words were a little shocked. Alice took the bag and looked at Sophie's entangled expression, and she also became entangled: "About twelve years old? Are you memorizing all his resume?"

"My daughter's personal bodyguard!" Seeing Alice actually asked in a sharp voice, Sophie's tone also provoked a little: "Isn't it okay to look at the resume?"

Yes, and Alice knows better that this kind of topic is definitely getting darker and darker as it is about to start, so before a certain kind of bloody plot was about to begin, she waved her hand sharply and said, "Hurry on the TV and watch your prime time at 8 o'clock. I'm going to go back to the UK as soon as possible, and I'm going to take it!"

"Eight o'clock... there are still twelve hours~"

Finally, she threw off Sophie's joke from afar, and Alice rushed into the elevator with an astonishing speed.

"call……"

Then a jingle sounded, and when the door opened on the 115th floor, the two passengers who had been waiting for a long time saw their young boss looking speechlessly at the sky and the earth stroking their foreheads.

"Alice?" Monica stepped into the staircase wearing a long windbreaker: "Didn't you sleep well this morning?"

Brody was steady and didn't say anything.

"It's okay... I just felt a little cold and had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. I just wanted to be depressed and hang myself."

Monica nodded and pressed the floor button leading to the garage: "It's fine."

Brody was still silent.

The number of office workers in Alice Building is as high as tens of thousands, but now it is still short. Although the parking lot is wide, the occupancy rate is still average. Of course, the specific distribution of cars will change from time to time. However, no matter what the outside world is, in this area that has been opened separately and used to park Wangjia’s private cars, the occupancy rate is always balanced.

After leaving the door, he walked forward directly. The milky white Rolls-Royce classic stopped here calmly. Brudy quickly stepped forward and opened the back seat. Alice casually glanced at the Bugatti on the right. She was walking very fast, but suddenly stopped.

Monica: "What's wrong?"

"See if there is a scratch on the front of my bumper?"

Both Brody and Monica walked forward quickly, but there was a scratch mark printed there? Monica was slow. Brody stared at the shape of the scratch, her eyes immediately locked onto a target along a beautiful arc.

"Boss, there is also a mark on the side of Master Oscar's Lamborghini. It is probably because he accidentally got out of the car..."

"I said why did this guy always hide from me last night..." Alice's face turned green: "Brudy drives, Monica, where is my phone!?"

Today, the large army was traveling together, and Alice, who was so good at boss Fan, naturally handed over the phone to Monica for safekeeping. Therefore, with the high-end engine of the Rolls-Royce company starting the car, the old and classic Motorola also reached a height of more than 600 meters.

Then there was a complaint. With Alice's numerous crime reports, the snow-white British luxury car quickly drove out of the underground garage. The outside world was just at the center of the bustling city during the peak hours of work, but even though the traffic was rolling, when Broody finally drove the car onto the highway, someone's complaint was still not over.

"He must be prohibited from driving that broken car again! Apply for an injunction to the court! Mom, you are a lawyer. Article 72 of Volume 36 of Oceania International Law clearly stipulates that the younger brother who shaved his sister's car had his driver's license revoked for three years!"

"It seems that the boss is really excited today."

The performance of luxury cars is also limiting. Sitting in the co-pilot, Monica could clearly hear the sound behind them: "Brudy, where are you?"

They were all on the 115th floor. Monica noticed the silence of her colleagues since the morning and understood his thoughts. It is true that Alice could not really force Brody to do a human body test, but this is just like the old Chinese saying that Zhou Yu and Huang Gai are in the relationship. Let me ask, when a person, a man, and a retired elite special forces soldier encounters the opportunity to become a superhero, how many people can really say that they are not interested?

"It's very nervous." Brudy let out a breath. From the moment she got up to now, she could be considered a breath: "After all, this kind of experiment and weight loss pills are two kinds of nature, right?"

Monica raised her slender eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"You... feel like you've lost a little bit lately."

Suddenly, the only phone call from Alice was left in the car that had just opened its mouth.

"I haven't even splashed some mud ideas since I bought them! That bastard actually scratched it! My Anne! My Rita! My Mariana! That's my baby car, mom!"

Fortunately, Brody's driving speed was not slow, so she could be shouting endlessly in advance by the boss. From afar, you can see Los Angeles International Airport. Three planes took off one after another in ten minutes. It was really hard for the ground crew to be busy for them.

"A Boeing 747 is not enough." After a long silence, Brody spoke again: "Although the boss has no business in the mainland, the frequency of traveling between San Jose and Seattle is still very high. The 747 model is too large, so there should be a multi-engine fixed-wing aircraft to assist. What do you think?"

Monica glanced at the driver beside her.

She raised her eyebrows.

"I think she might buy Apache who has unloaded her weapons and may be bigger, Sniper.
Chapter completed!