Paradise Island, Game City Central Square.

In front of a smooth, linear aerospace plane.

In the square, there were nearly 100,000 high-ranking officials, citizens and enthusiastic people who came to see each other farewell. They were either anxious, praying gestures, or murmured, hoping that the negotiation would go smoothly.

Through live TV, at this moment, this scene was also being watched by countless people in front of the screen. Office workers put down their work, addicted players did not log in to the game, housewives and school teachers and students also sat together with their hands holding hands, blessing, worry, and fear, and hope that the respected Mr. Xiao Guang will save the planet again and stop the outbreak of the war.

"Mr. Xiao Guang, please give me your future!"

"Mr. Xiao Guang, if the evil master wants to be unfavorable to you, we will fight against him!"

"Yes! We have a billion people, our strength, enough to defend ourselves!"

"Don't want us to bring back that hell, the evil Lord! Your rule is over, forever!"

"Mr. Xiao Guang, please rest assured. With the Aerospace Defense Army here, the Lord will not try to touch you!"

At this moment, the whole planet was united, and people from all corners were making a sound of unity to defend this home and determined to fight to the end.

The aerospace defense troops stationed in various areas, equipped with well-equipped and advanced weapons, went to their respective combat positions and entered the first-level war preparations after receiving the combat order.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhou Ming, wearing a space suit and holding a helmet in his hand, walked out with a steady pace and a resolute face.

"Mr. Xiao Guang, please!"

"Mr. Xiao Guang, you are the hero in my heart. Please be sure to return safely."

"Come on! Come on! Come back safely!"

"We are all your strongest backing."

The sounds of the farewell crowd came one after another. Zhou Ming nodded to them repeatedly, and in the eyes that conveyed to them, there was only confidence and no fear.

Before boarding.

Lan Mengxin still held her hand tightly.

Zhou Ming looked at her, she shook her head repeatedly, tears flashing in her eyes.

"Don't go, please don't go."

Zhou Ming read the meaning in her pleading eyes.

"I have to go there in person!"

Zhou Ming said with his eyes that even though he had imagined two of the three situations that he had imagined would end in death and the probability of survival was only one-third, but he had to try it.

He asked the woman to take good care of herself, break free from her pull, and resolutely boarded the airplane.

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The engine sprayed airflow, and the plane accelerated continuously, rushed into the sky at an elevation angle of nearly 60°, and rushed towards the outer space under the gaze of countless people.

...

In space.

Inside the space station.

In the projection video, the master who watched the silver-white space plane get closer and closer to the space station, with his finger on the laser launch button, was slow to press it to attack this completely locked target.

negotiation?

What's there to talk about?

Kill all you and the population on this planet and launch powerful nuclear missiles is the best language of negotiation.

but……

The dominant still did not take action, even though the strike time he set was 12 noon today.

He wants to take a look again.

There are also several concerns.

One, the surveillance satellite he released can see that the planet below and the skylight system on the land have been opened at the top, and you can directly see that there are indeed missile defense forces stationed in many areas on the surface, with an average of one launch position for every 300,000 square kilometers.

On the sea, there are a large warship floating in each divided area, with a total of 600 ships, which can withstand small wave nuclear bomb strikes.

Two, in addition to the defensive power, the opponent also has a huge offensive force. The dominant of this unit did not know the location of the station, but it still made him very afraid that his 100,000 unmanned fighter jets would not be able to stop these attacks.

Three, the opponent has many trump cards, especially their leader, the master is really ignorant, and he also united the power of the planet below. The population of one billion can be expanded to the order of 100 million robot pk in his hands. Although he is confident of removing all of them, the final result will indeed be as the man said... both sides suffer losses.

The most important thing is that the master also has some trump cards in his hands, such as medical technology that extracts human brain memory, such as a drug confiscated by the balancer thirty years ago, called "slave potion", which can understand everything about that boy and completely control him.

And the boy came over to negotiate with bare hands and was foolishly, which undoubtedly gave him a possibility of solving the crisis in a more relaxed way, thereby avoiding greater losses.

Resources are precious, so don’t waste them, try not to waste them.

...

The space plane approached the space station, and the orbital cabin extended its robotic arm, grabbed the plane, opened the orbital cabin door, and issued a radio prompt "Please enter the orbital cabin", Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Once the situation was eliminated, the probability of survival increased to 50%.

Entering the track cabin, pressurization was over, and as soon as the internal cabin door was opened, several muzzles pointed at him appeared in front of Zhou Ming.

"Pu ~"

There were a pair of handcuffs on his hands.

All over my body was searched repeatedly.

Zhou Ming was escorted by several robots and flew towards the core control cabin (no gravity).

When passing by a cabin, Zhou Ming, who was unable to move, fell "accidentally" and fell to a corner of the ceiling with dense pipes. Two robots pulled him up. When he turned around, a small device the size of a palm appeared out of thin air in the corner of the dense pipes. After someone left, the device was stuck on a certain pipe. The light green indicator light lit up, just like the rhythm of breathing, which was releasing a certain signal.

...

Surveillance video.

Looking at the guy, getting closer and closer to the control cabin, the corner of the dominant's mouth hung a slight arc.

The thief is here.

The trial will begin soon.

Of course, if you want to judge him, you don’t have to face him. You can just ask the robot to take him to the prison cabin and judge him condescendingly through the screen.

Seeing him seems like a waste of time.

However, the dominant became interested in this thief.

Besides, I haven't talked to anyone for hundreds of years. I spent a few minutes talking to the thief, telling him some truths, taking a popular science course, and then verbing his crimes. It may be very interesting to have a process.

But why are your eyelids always jumping?

Some scenes also appeared in his mind, some scenes that he saw in the cinema when he was young. After the villain was uttering a lot of words, the protagonist was killed unexpectedly. Although he felt that these routine plots were very unreasonable, a voice in his heart told him: Immediately lock the kid up and use drugs to control it.

Shaking my head, how could I think of this kind of thing?

He has been searched many times and has not carried any weapons.

Besides, I am the protagonist of justice, he is the bad guy who is about to be killed.

Anyway, he's just a few words, he's not a long-winded person.

...

Rub ~

The hatch door of the core control cabin is open.

At first glance, the middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back in the hall, Zhou Ming's mouth raised a curve.

Success.

Situation 2 is ruled out, the probability of survival this time is: 100%.

In the control cabin, with 0.2g of gravity, Zhou Ming landed steadily on the ground.

"Mr. Thieves, are you here?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at Zhou Ming's feet, shook his head and said, "I really don't want to see you. Your dirty and smelly feet dirty my noble floor."

"I don't want to come here either, but it's all for peace."

Zhou Ming shrugged and said with regret.

"Peace?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said in a sarcastic tone: "Even if this kind of peace that saves tens of thousands of nuclear bombs, it still needs to clean up about half of the population. Of course, this includes you, Mr. Thieves."

"I'm not willing to die, but before that..."

Zhou Ming walked forward and walked two steps, and asked in a deep voice: "I hope you can help me answer a few questions, Mr. Dominator."

doubt?

The middle-aged man shook his head: "You don't need to know the answer, and you are not qualified to ask. You just need to know that what you did is wrong, damn it, and it's unforgivable!"

He showed his murderous aura: "Only the death penalty can make up for one billionth of the mistake you made!"

"Why did you create a money empire? You should know that this empire is not necessarily the best choice. Maybe there is a more suitable path."

Zhou Ming asked himself: "Why don't you leave?"
To be continued...