"Stop the news for the time being." Reinhardt rubbed his temples. The person sitting opposite him was the secretary arranged by the Torchwood organization to him. He brought bad news today, and there was an unpredictable change in the Maginot line.
And this change comes from Tsengchi.
"It has been blocked, your majesty, we cannot leak this news." The secretary said seriously: "But you know, not counting local troops, there are nearly one million soldiers and logistics personnel there, and the news cannot be blocked."
"You look at me at this time, what can I do? You proposed the dimensionality reduction plan. Now you tell me that there is a shadow of Tsengchi behind this plan. What can I do? Tell me, what else can I do?" His Majesty Reinhardt angrily smashed the table and left a shallow pit on the solid wood table: "If you want me, you might as well dismiss me. Can I find a place to retire? "
"Don't complain about these things. His Majesty Reinhardt, there is only one way before us now, which is to continue to implement the dimensionality reduction plan." The secretary seemed not to see Reinhardt's loss of composure just now: "Otherwise the consequences may be unimaginable, we cannot bet on the patience of the evil god."
"Is it different to jump from one hot pot into another heated pot?" Reinhardt asked back: "If the dimensionality reduction plan is terminated now, we can at least join forces with New China."
"You can try it, but the dimensionality reduction plan cannot stop from the day it starts." The secretary smiled bitterly: "Now, all insiders, including you, are chess pieces on the chessboard and can only move forward according to the set route. Any attempt to violate this route will end in failure."
"Is that weird?" Reinhardt looked at the other party suspiciously: "I don't believe you."
The secretary made an invitation: "You can contact Ambassador Xiao, Xinhuaxia, now, I will never stop him."
His Majesty Reinhardt glanced at the other party again and sent a message to Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun using the player communication system. However, the player communication system had an accident and the message could not be sent out.
"Come!" His Majesty Reinhardt shouted, and the guards outside the door immediately walked in: "Go and notify Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun that I want to see him, go immediately, immediately, now!"
The guard immediately turned around and left, but under the gaze of His Majesty Reinhardt and his secretary, the guard suddenly fell to the ground and lost consciousness without even walking out of the door.
A few minutes later, the other guards carried the body out of the room, and the captain of the guard reported to His Majesty Reinhardt: "Unfortunately, Lieutenant Rudolph died in reality from a sudden heart disease. We have just confirmed the information about his death."
His Majesty Reinhardt's eyes were filled with shock, and soon the room was left with him and the secretary of Torchwood again.
"If you don't believe it, you can continue to try it. In addition to heart disease, you will also encounter brain congestion, sudden drops of chandeliers, sudden cracks in the ground, car accidents, meteors from the sky, etc. "When you say this, the secretary suddenly laughed: "Do you still remember the tsunami two months ago?"
"You mean?" His Majesty Reinhardt covered his heart: "That's such an accident?"
"Of course, one of us intends to make the evil god's conspiracy public. He is a very careful person. After trying several times, a sudden tsunami directly flooded his safe house." The secretary shrugged: "When we find him, the spare oxygen in the safe house has just been used up for three minutes."
"The first time is just a warning." The secretary raised a finger and said to Reinhart. "The second time, you will pay some price, and the third time, you will definitely die."
After saying this, the secretary spread his palms and showed Reinhardt his right hand with only four fingers left: "We are all humans, Torchwood never thought of giving up on our responsibilities, but we are already desperate."
"We are committing suicide in a chronic manner." Reinhardt looked at the black wound on the other party's broken finger and repeated: "We are committing suicide in a chronic manner. You lied to me and cheated the entire EU!"
"The whole world is committing suicide again and again, what can I cheat?" The secretary smiled calmly: "The dimensionality reduction plan can at least allow our generation to live until they see their descendants grow up."
"But what afterward?" His Majesty Reinhart's voice was a little hoarse.
"What after?" The secretary's smile gradually disappeared: "Where is there after? Our civilization has long ended. All of this is just a projection of its death in the long river of time, replayed by the evil gods over and over again. The meaning of our existence is like the indigenous people in the game world, just to please the evil gods."
"No, it's not like this. New Chinese must know something. They will definitely not let such an ending happen!" His Majesty Reinhardt walked around the room: "No, I don't believe what you said!"
"You can keep trying, but remember what I said, Your Majesty, you have two more chances." The secretary shook his head: "We can choose another emperor, but in this stormy moment, I really hope you can be rational and make both of us less trouble."
In the loess area players' residence, Xu Yichen, Huang Laoxie and Long Ze were isolated separately to prevent cross-corruption.
Except for Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun, no one was allowed to have direct contact with them. At this time, he was provoking Huang Laoxie with lunch through the iron fence.
"Old Huang, according to our quarantine regulations, you cannot remove the iron fence and run out by yourself. If you dare to do this, I will submit a report and let them punish you in reality." Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun looked at Huang Laoxie with a smile: "And your lunch is in my hands. If you want to eat it, you have to ask me."
Huang Laoxie snorted: "Then I would rather starve to death here."
"What are your plans after the Glory Soul Competition?" Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun leaned against the fence and asked while eating Huang Laoxie's lunch: "I heard the wind and said that something seemed to be wrong with the Europa's Magino line."
"Why, they made a tofu project?" Huang Laoxie asked lazily, biting a toothpick.
"It's more serious than this. The news was blocked. It was blocked by the Torchwood organization." Master Xiao Zhengjun handed over the dishes he liked to eat almost the same food he liked to eat: "Eighty percent related to chaos."
Chapter completed!