Chapter 45
The storm came quickly.
Shen Jian sat on the crown throne, looking down at the small chip in his palm.
He seemed to be able to hear the roar of a tornado sweeping across the wilderness, sweeping away grass, trees and houses, and the huge flag belonging to the Tower of Invincibility fluttering in the strong wind.
But he was in the windowless leader's room, and could see nothing except the dim curtains around him.
Shen Jian was silent for a while, and slowly held the chip with a tiny bump in his palm.
There is a vaccine for the virus, but it needs to be injected in advance, and... the amount of the vaccine is too small.
Rather than revealing this news and causing more horrific public unrest, it is better to cut it off at the source. Shen Jian believed that the laboratory that got the vaccine would not reveal a single bit, as they knew what kind of public pressure they would face.
The boy paused for a moment, watching the little robot come over and collect the tableware, then he slowly remembered the leader who had been locked in the medical chair in the lounge.
Shen Jian blinked, thought for a moment, put on a gentle smile, stood up and opened the hidden door.
The leader, whose medicine injection was cut off, regained some strength, but was still confined to a chair.
He still maintained the same posture as he was sitting in the leader's room, with his upper arm supporting his forehead, his upper body covered with nerve patches exposed, and his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.
Shen Jian clapped his hands to signal the leader that someone was coming.
The leader was too lazy to even move.
Shen Jian didn't care. He sat down and began to show his plan gently and boastfully: "Father, although there is no timer here, you should be able to calculate what time it is now."
The leader moved this time, barely raised his eyelids and gave Shen Jian a cold look.
"The storm has begun." The leader affirmed calmly.
Shen Jian smiled.
The leader was quiet simply because he didn't want to divert his attention to engage in a useless game of chess with Shen Jian.
He was already tired enough from constantly calculating the seconds in his mind.
Of course, in fact, simply counting is very simple for either of them, but the leader has not stopped the activity of his brain for a long time, and the medicine that just released the medicinal properties to relieve pain made him relax unconsciously, so a splitting headache and nausea came one after another.
When they gathered their nerve networks to process everything for the second time, the pain that had not yet been relieved would once again gnaw at every one of their blood vessels doubly.
Rather, Shen Jian, whose calculations were interrupted, - no matter which Shen Jian, did not go crazy on the spot, which was already a manifestation of extreme self-control.
Doesn’t Shen Jian know that the medicine will cause such side effects?
The answer is, of course I know.
The young man smiled and looked at the pain that his relative could barely hold back, then said slowly, "Perhaps you still remember the two hours you made me fall asleep."
"If your mind is not rusty, you should understand that the habits cultivated by our homologous genes are also the same. In other words, if I stop thinking at that time, I will suffer the backlash."
The leader even went so far as to knock Shen Jian unconscious in order to make him fall asleep despite his resistance. It was hard to say whether he did it on purpose.
The long-haired man, who lowered his eyelashes to resist the severe pain, couldn't help but tremble his eyes slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.
So, is this revenge? The leader almost wanted to laugh, and a subtle feeling slowly arose in his chest, as if a little lion in the territory had come over and bit him.
But he really didn't expect that Shen Jian also inherited the part of him that could rotate his brain nerves at a very high speed. He just wanted Shen Jian to have a good sleep.
but……
The leader glanced at the boy in military uniform who was holding his chin up with dignity, briskly waiting for his revenge to fall, and silently swallowed the explanation.
Not needed, now.
What's the point of explaining? Can it make their relationship smoother?
Even if he didn't know it, he did cut off the spread of the child's thoughts once. Cutting it off is cutting it off, and this may be the revenge he deserves.
So the leader looked away without commenting, as if he had acquiesced to everything, and casually changed the subject: "How is your arrangement going?"
However, Shen Jian regarded the leader's reaction as a tacit consent to turn the page, without realizing that the other party had become so awkward that he had twisted himself into a hemp rope.
He didn't understand that he had already undergone an irreversible mutation, and some of his thoughts were out of sync with those of normal people and had no intersection.
In Shen Jian's opinion, he just gave a brief explanation and told him not to force him to sleep in the future.
And explain that he also knew that the leader was in this condition, but he had to start the infusion of medicine to maintain the leader's physical condition, which indirectly led to the interruption of brain thinking, and it was not intentional.
So in the leader's view, the boy seemed to have achieved his goal. He relaxed his expression and returned to his original attitude. He shrugged and said, "I will tell you the whole story, father."
The leader was silent for a while, unconsciously pursed his lips and gently closed his eyes.
“I didn’t drop the barrier, the storm will continue in the sky, but I contacted the wild jungle.” Shen Jian briefly summarized, and then said nothing, just looked at the leader calmly.
He believed that the other party knew why he did this.
Sure enough, the leader's expressionless face showed a look of shock for the first time, then he frowned and turned to look at Chen Jian, "You want to jump into the Medieval game, which is not very good?!"
Shen Jian slowly raised a smile as if he had seen the prey fall into the trap with his own eyes.
He said meaningfully, "I thought you and Medieval arranged this together? It turns out that Mo Yi did it himself."
The long-haired leader suddenly fell silent, his wet long hair winding around his face and in front, barely neutralizing the coldness of his face.
After Shen Jian looked at him for a while with an ambiguous look in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Mo Yi did a good job, didn't he? As long as we don't set up a barrier this time, the entire sky will fall. It's a very superficial but effective way to sow discord."
"Then you just let him go." The leader sneered coldly, "Didn't you see where your brain went when you were playing tricks on me?"
"You are so generous. I almost thought you were not on the side of the Middle Ages," Shen Jian suddenly mocked back, and then said nonchalantly, "Of course, I contacted Wild Conservatory."
"After the mother storm passes, the Annihilation Tower will set up a transparent barrier ten meters above the ground that changes with the environment to block the subsequent daughter storms." Shen Jian looked at the long-haired leader gently, walked over and casually touched the long hair that had touched his body, to make him feel better.
"Perhaps you remember that Wild Jungle specializes in camouflage paint."
The leader was silent for a while, and glanced at Shen Jian without any emotion.
"Each organization has the capacity to survive the first storm, but they will choose to buy vaccines from the Invincible Tower for the subsequent storm response that will last a long time."
The leader paused for a moment, his voice scattered, "...but you will build a barrier on the ground, so their vaccine is equivalent to buying it for free. Let me think about it, the money for building the barrier should be paid from the total amount of vaccine sold, right?"
Shen Jian said nothing, but just smiled as he stood beside the leader.
The leader did not say anything. He looked up at the boy who stood straight and said, "...How much did you raise the price?"
"The average price is about 1.2 billion per piece, right?" Shen Jian calculated as if he was unsure.
The leader of the Wuyan Tower was silent for a while, feeling speechless.
He knew very well that he had lost this time.
Shen Jian did not reveal any information to him, but he revealed almost everything on the surface.
Relation to the Middle Ages, plans for this world, physical weaknesses, emotional weaknesses.
The child seemed to think that as long as this matter was resolved, he could slowly repair everything in the following time, and then restore the world and himself to their original state.
But... this kid has no idea that his ultimate goal is to annihilate the entire galaxy and the entire universe.
The leader gently closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, as silent as a sculpture.
The long optical fiber hangs down, fixed to the tight upper body with distinct texture by patches and needles, and sways slightly with the leader's movements.
The leader was obviously in a bad mood, but it didn't make Shen Jian feel normal.
He seems more, low?
Shen Jian stepped back, frowned slightly and looked at the leader.
He looked like the stone that didn’t look like a living person that Shen Jian saw when he first opened the door to the leader’s room. He just sat there, following the arranged progress bar, as if he could die quickly without hesitation as long as the goal was achieved.
There was even a moment when Shen Jian really thought that killing him would be a good thing for him.
Shen Jian finally made him look a little more like a human being, but now he is back to normal.
The boy was a little unhappy, "Father, I haven't asked you why you did this."
A subtle sound was heard, and something fell on the leader's legs. A little weight pressed down on him, and the leader was startled and lowered his eyes to look at Shen Jian.
Shen Jian lay on his knees, returning to the posture he had when they met to comfort him, with a calm expression, "I hope you don't think too much now, everything will be decided after I finish a... war."
He was clearly looking up at people, but it seemed as if he was the one being looked up at. His eyes were calm and his voice was casual, a tone that only comes from a superior. "I just need to confirm one thing now."
"Is the Middle Ages your only option?"
Shen Jian stared at the leader's drooping black eyes, falling on the deep sea in his eyes.
The leader's voice was soft, his eyes fell on Shen Jian's hand on his knee, "No."
"Very good." Shen Jian praised lightly, "Then you can just put aside all your secrets and wait until I have dealt with everything before confronting you."
The leader was silent for a while, then asked slowly, "What if I have hidden something from you?"
Shen Jian paused, slightly surprised, "What?"
Is there anything else the leader can hide from him? Does he really have other plans besides that brain-destroying plan to destroy the world?
Shen Jian frowned and stared at the leader.
The leader pursed his lips, "Something that can make you turn against me on the spot."
Shen Jian was also silent for a while, “…I assume you know that I have forgiven you for what you just told me.”
The leader's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he calmly looked away.
He knew that the "what just happened" that Shen Jian was talking about was this storm. But what he was hiding was...
The two of them were talking at cross purposes and remained silent for two minutes.
The optical fiber hung around the two of them, and Shen Jian lay on the leader's lap, quietly staying in the pure white light of the treatment room for two minutes.
Two minutes later, the leader's hoarse voice came from above: "...Do you want a name?"
Shen Jian paused, then raised his head and looked at the leader.
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