Blue and White Society Chapter 570: The Robber
Sister You and the others didn't want to fight with them, so they chose to stay away.
In fact, what should be explained has also been explained. There is no need to stay, and the talks will definitely fail. Mo Qiong and others have psychological expectations.
But it is unrealistic to ask the Blue and White Society to compromise, and they can only do their own things.
I contain mine, you strike yours. I have my order and you have your laws. It's not about right or wrong, it's just a matter of position.
Mother Earth finally seeks common ground while reserving differences, but in this world that has just arrived in an abnormal era, it will take a long time to work hard to finally unite the front.
In the next three days, Mo Poor was like a teleporter, and he transferred a large number of people from the Lanbai Society.
Originally, the Blue and White Society had no idea of setting up a sub-base here. At most, they could do some business and earn some resources, but now this is a world of containment, so they must have armed forces.
Correspondingly, since the official occupancy is ready, it is necessary to transfer members and peripheral personnel who are familiar with the business to set up the framework first.
But the Blue and White Society has always been short of people, so they can only grit their teeth in the early stage.
The original intention of the traversal project was to relieve the pressure on the mother earth, but now it is a good thing, it has to bear the safety of billions of people, and in turn increases the burden on the mother earth.
There is no support from the state here, and all funds and resources can only be obtained secretly through commercial means, or simply mobilized from the mother earth.
Fortunately, this is a future earth, and I got 'priceless' knowledge from here at first, which greatly improved productivity, otherwise this wave would be a blood loss.
Undoubtedly, under such circumstances, it is impossible to continue to travel. For each additional containment world, the pressure on the Blue and White Society will almost double.
Unless you figure out why the natural world suddenly turned into a containment world.
"I'll leave it to you here." Sister You said to the staff who dispatched to open the base.
"It's hard, I might have to ask you to come to support often." The members said.
"Don't say that, I believe you can gain a firm foothold here, when the containment conditions improve, I'll take back the golden dog." Sister You said.
Looking at the 100 members and 3,000 outsiders whom he personally shot, Mo Poor felt that the Lanbai Club was really short of people.
Although there seem to be a lot of people here, it is actually too stretched to be in charge of global containment matters.
There are still about two hundred countries in the world. Even if one official member is in charge of a country, it is not enough.
So they can only concentrate on a few important areas first, and check the information to see where the containment has caused trouble before rushing to the scene to contain it.
This will obviously lead to a delay in the timing of their containment. Either when they rush over, they will clean up a particularly large mess directly, or when they rush over, the local government has already taken it away.
It's okay to take it away, but I'm afraid they will use it too much, and even use it directly against other countries.
The Lanbai Club, which does not have the support of the home court, will only know about it after the trouble occurs, and then forcibly withdraw it from the power.
There are many difficulties in this, needless to say, we can only take one step at a time, build the training system of this world as soon as possible, and transfer non-resident personnel from the headquarters to help from time to time.
There is no doubt that Mo Poor is the most convenient to travel through, so whenever you need support, you have to call him.
"Finally another beta medal."
After returning to the headquarters, the crossing team can rarely rest for a while.
Mo Poor clicked on his achievements, and found that after working so long, he only has five betas now.
One is the initial beta promotion, two are obtained after the end of Kamakura, one is the death relay note, and the other is awarded by completing the void server just now.
The technology, immortality, and other gains brought about by traveling in the middle will not be settled with medals.
If you want to advance to Gamma, Mo Qiongshao said that you have to go through five beta containment before you can get ten.
A gamma-level containment or two could speed this up.
"Okay, you're fast enough, what's the use of getting a beta like my Void server? My beta is almost exploding." Adams laughed.
Many senior and old members are basically stuck in the Gamma rank, because the beta-level storage accounts for the largest proportion, and the Beta medal cannot be used for promotion for the Gamma members, it is just a good-looking, as a kind of honor accumulation.
Like Lord Gou, his honors are three Gammas, thirty-nine Betas, and fourteen Alphas.
Not to mention that Lord Gou has thirty-nine betas, even if he has three hundred and ninety betas, he still can't synthesize a gamma.
As for the follow-up arrangement of the crossing team, the higher-ups seem to have other plans, and are studying a brand new plan to let them work normally first.
So for the next two weeks, Mo Poor continued to intensify his training. Occasionally, he would find time to shoot cheats in David's game, or make a bunch of Poor Stones.
What's more, I really think of him as a teleporter. Some **** missions that are particularly accident-prone, or a support force is going to a certain place immediately, and if the person happens to be at the headquarters, he will shoot it directly to the destination... ...
On this day, Mo Poor was thinking about which special institution he would take the exam again, and a specified task was passed on to him and Lord Gou.
"What? Escort the robbers to the future earth? And the crossing team urgently supports the branch?" Lord Gou asked in surprise after only one glance.
"It seems that there will be another containment on the earth in the future, the tribulation escaper? Is that the explainer named Ridian?" Mo Poor asked.
"Yes, Ridian is a big boss, a Delta class, who once accomplished the feat of killing God alone, and squeezed Thor dry." Lord Gou laughed.
Although Mo Poor knew that there was such an interpreter, he didn't know his achievements.
"Squeezed Thor dry? His characteristic is..."
"Let's go first, he's in New Mexico, let's talk as we walk." Lord Gou said.
400 stainless steel metal poles were buried in the remote plateau area of western New Mexico. These 6.27-meter-high metal poles are arranged in a rectangular array of 16 wide and 25 long according to the interval standard of 67.05 meters. wide, covering the entire field.
This field is called Lightning Field, and this matrix of metal rods is the famous Land Art Lightning Field.
The so-called land art is to use nature to create wonders, and use a certain area itself as a work of art.
This art form is often used by the Blue and White Society as a cover for storage.
Some inexplicable containment measures that cost a lot of money and are not understood by people are often titled works of art, so that their purpose can not be overly speculated by conspiracy theories.
In less than half a day, Mo Poor and Lord Gou arrived at the Lightning Field. As soon as they arrived, they saw the magnificent lightning streaks covering the sky.
"It's so beautiful..." Mo Poor said with emotion.
"The highest form of art is nature itself. It seems that the boss is going through a catastrophe, let's wait a moment." Lord Gou said.
"Are these lightning bolts from the robbers?" Mo Poor asked.
"That's not true, look, he is there! It seems that he has come up to breathe." Lord Gou pointed to the lightning field.
Mo Poor looked towards the center of the matrix, where an elliptical light source stood impressively, and the powerful and violent electric energy surged and converged, like a shining ball of light.
He knew that the ball of light was a person.
The so-called robber is actually a man who is struck by lightning every day.
Different from David, he was not like this at first, but on his 18th birthday thirty-two years ago, he was suddenly struck by a black lightning bolt, and then he was out of control, and began his three-year-long life. Twelve years of solitude.
According to a conservative estimate, Rhydian will be struck by lightning at least 80,000 times a day, mandatory and man-made.
This caused him to be struck by lightning most of the time every day. Sometimes he was lucky, and the lightning strike was fast, reaching 80,000 times in a dozen hours, so there were still a few hours of free time left every day.
But most of the time, it is bad luck. The lightning strikes hundreds of times and stops for a few minutes, intermittently, and the interval between rests cannot last for a long time.
"It's miserable, I'm fifty years old, and I haven't had a serious relationship with him." Said Gou Ye.
Mo Qiong said in his heart, isn't it? The robber himself is not afraid of being struck by lightning. It can be said that he is the one with the highest immunity to lightning in the known universe. His absolute immunity to electric energy damage is equivalent to that of David in the heart Resist the status of the circle.
It is even higher, because the robber has never been injured by electricity, and David has been broken by absolute fear.
But so what? Who can be with him? Even eating tens of thousands of pieces of lightning strike wood can’t withstand a thunderstorm. The current of lightning on the earth generally has 20,000 to 30,000 amps, and the maximum magnitude can even reach 30,000 to 400,000 amps.
When tasting the crossing robbery, the surrounding hundreds of meters are thunderous, and within a few meters, it is as if the sky is collapsing, forming a super high-energy electric field.
He can't store that much electrical energy in his body, and the lightning rushes into his body and then guides it out, returning to the earth, releasing it in the air, or being guided away by the Lanbai Society for use.
Its body surface will glow like a strong light source, just like what you can see now.
As a result, the surrounding metal objects will be subjected to violent electrostatic induction and electromagnetic induction, and electric sparks will bloom.
Not many things can survive this kind of violent thunder and lightning, so it is difficult for him to eat. Basically, when the thunder subsides, give him some food and water quickly. Not even his clothes survived, and he was burned directly.
If any food is struck by lightning, it will be turned into coke on the spot. When doing many things, you have to rely on God to reward you. Basically, it can only be 'Plato'.
"Can't you make some shields to isolate lightning? There really isn't one, isn't there Best Metal?" Mo Poor asked.
"The stronger the blocking force, the stronger the lightning. If you wrap him with best metal, the gathered lightning will destroy the world." Lord Gou calmly said.
"What?"
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