Johnny, who had just returned from Bulgaria, was pacing back and forth in the newly built office - outside, helicopters were transporting more container houses to be assembled into an operations base. "It must be somewhere," Johnny muttered to himself, "Maybe this tripod belongs to fire in the five elements, maybe it's in the magma?" Ben shrugged. When the two of them left Bulgaria, Bulgaria had already begun to awaken at a high frequency. On their way to the airport alone, the local CIA confirmed four awakenings. There is no doubt that the tripod is the key to suppressing awakening - perhaps the real reason for the revival of spiritual energy is that the power of the tripod has weakened. No matter what, the tripod in the United States must be found and properly kept, and it must not be taken away by Ying - this is the consensus reached by Johnny and Ben. "What do you think Ying wants to do by taking the tripod?" Johnny asked the big guy Ben. Ben shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe they were trying to fix the tripod? Also, I think the door disappearing from the excavation site of the tripod is suspicious." "The Soviets thought the door was just a decoration because it was placed in an open space with nothing in front or behind. But it's clear that the door is not that simple." Johnny paused. "Although there is also the possibility that this is a trick of the shadow, I am now inclined to believe that there is something fishy about the door." Ben: "If we find a door like this on our side, there's probably something wrong with this door."
"Yes, as long as we can find the tripod on our side, many mysteries will be answered. Damn, what on earth are those engineers doing? Are they doing their jobs properly after taking my money?" "Is it possible," Ben said, looking thoughtful, "that the tripod will only appear when certain conditions are met? For example, we can only find it when the power of the tripod weakens to a certain extent?" "What is the basis for your suggestion?" Ben spread his hands and said, "Logically, if the tripod has always existed in the real world, we should have found it long ago. Look at the tripod in Romania, it is just under the castle, and the owner of the castle has changed many times. In recent decades, it has been guarded by the local ancient building protection department. "There is such a large underground space with an oriental-style tripod inside. According to common sense, it should have been discovered and recorded long ago, and there must be all kinds of legends circulating among the residents around. "But none of this happened until the place was occupied by cultists, who were then wiped out by the Soviet army. Only then did the tripod and the underground altar where it was stored reveal their mystery. This doesn't make sense." Johnny looked focused and thoughtful, thinking about what Ben said. Ben Ze continued, "The only reasonable explanation is that the space did not exist there originally, and it only appeared recently. The tripod and the altar where the tripod is stored were not originally in the real world." Johnny snapped his fingers. "You have a point. Let's use the statistics to compare the awakening data in Eastern Europe and the European part of the Soviet Union with our awakening data during the same period." About an hour later, with the help of a computer, the two of them completed the comparative calculation results. "I think we should inform the government," Ben said seriously, "Even the president should realize what this means." "He should have contacted us a long time ago. After seeing what happened in the Soviet Union and comparing it with the statistics of awakening around the world, even a donkey should have thought that Yellowstone Park might have a treasure that can also suppress awakening. But look, Mr. President has contacted us now?" At this time, Johnny's personal artificial intelligence prompted with an electronic synthesized voice: "Video conference call request from the White House." Johnny and Ben looked at each other, and the big guy signaled to Johnny with his eyes, "Talk to Mr. President." Johnny curled his lips: "Friday, agree to the video conference request." The next moment, a picture of the White House round office appeared on the big screen. In the center of the picture, the president with his blond hair fluttering in the wind asked, "Hey, Johnny, I want to know how your progress in Yellowstone Park is going." Johnny: "Mr. President, we haven't found the tripod yet, or anything like it, but we have calculated the time when we can find it." "Wow," the President exclaimed, which was very inconsistent with his status. "When did you start studying prophecy?" "It's not prophecy, it's mathematics. We compared the awakening statistics of the Soviet Union and our country and established a model. According to this model, the awakening process of the Soviet Union was about 103 days faster than ours. According to the Soviet interrogation records of the cult organization, the Romanian cult organization discovered the tripod and altar about 80 days ago.
"That is to say, at the latest in 23 days, we will find the tripod and the altar in Yellowstone Park." ---- I went to the hospital today, and based on my description, the doctor initially thought that I had cervical vertebrae hyperplasia compressing my blood vessels, causing cervicogenic vertigo. After taking X-rays and other examinations, the doctor found that although I had moderate cervical spondylosis, there was no compression of my blood vessels. After another round of examination, the doctor told me confidently: "You just need to get more sleep and exercise. The main thing is to get more sleep." Mainly, get more sleep. Mainly, more sleep... Come to think of it, after a whole day of deep sleep yesterday, I was able to at least open my eyes when I lay down today. I still feel dizzy when I stand up. Yesterday, as soon as I opened my eyes, the world was spinning... I can now type using voice input while lying down. The accuracy of voice input is much higher than I expected. It's just that holding the phone makes my hands a little tired. Thanks to the advancement of technology, if it weren't for the advanced voice input technology, I think I would still have to cancel today. Anyway, I can write today, but I’m not sure how many updates I will make. Anyway, I won’t dork today. Chapter 426 Production Role (Part ) After dinner, Jeanne, who had been knocked unconscious, finally opened her eyes. During the process, Masha once thought that he had hit her too hard and turned her into a vegetable. When the girl opened her eyes and saw Masha, the first thing she did was to stretch out her hands to Masha and make a "ask for a hug" gesture. Such a big French girl, asking for a hug like a little girl, is extremely destructive. Masha had no choice but to carry him up. At this time, almost all of the Marsha family were in the island wonderland, except Shelley - this was to give Jeanne a little surprise. When Xiao Shi saw Jeanne wake up, she stood behind Masha holding a teapot, with a dignified and virtuous expression on her face, just like the Yamato Nadeshiko (after marriage) who said, "No matter what stupid things my husband does, I will keep the situation under control." Masha let go of Jeanne, turned around and took the teapot from Xiao Shi, then looked at Jeanne and smiled evilly: "Magic!" French girls who love romance started laughing when they heard this English sentence - it's normal for men to perform magic tricks to please women. Masha wiped the teapot gently. Shelley was ejected with a bang and stuck in the sand. She struggled to pull her head off the ground, turned around and gave Masha the middle finger. Jeanne stared with wide eyes at Shelley who stood up and began to brush the sand off his body.
Just as Masha was about to explain to Jeanne, she snatched the pot from his hand. Jeanna rubbed the teapot and looked at the mouth of the teapot expectantly. There was no beautiful girl being ejected from the teapot. Jeanne was not discouraged and continued to rub the teapot. Shelley rolled his eyes and said to Marsha, "I told you, didn't I? This guy is a fool." "I know." Masha responded. 8 intelligence, of course he is stupid. At this time, Jeanne looked at Shelley, frowned slightly, then exclaimed, and then she blurted out a series of French. Masha didn't understand a word. Shelley sighed and responded to Jeanne in French with a helpless look on his face. The two of them talked back and forth for a few times. Suddenly, Jeanne hugged Masha's neck and kissed him hard twice. "What's going on?" Marsha asked Shelley puzzledly. "Nothing, I just succeeded in making her think that you are a man who plays with the world like Napoleon." Masha glanced at Jeanne who was rubbing her cheek against him. "You made me think I was Napoleon in the world, and she became like this?" Marsha asked Shelley again. "She should think you're really handsome now." "Didn't she ask questions like why you were still alive?" Shelley spread his hands: "No." ——The focus of artists is indeed different from that of ordinary people. Masha reached out and tore Jeanne off him, distanced himself from her, and pressed her shoulders with both hands to prevent her from getting closer. Then he said to Jeanne in a serious tone, "What I am going to say next is very important." Shelley was interpreting at the same time. Jean also put on a serious expression, took a deep breath and looked at Masha. "I have now given you super powers. You are already a super-powered person." Masha felt that, considering Jeanne's intelligence, it would be better to simplify the situation and tell her directly, "I give you the power". It would be simple and straightforward, and if she let it slip in the future, it could mislead others. After listening to the simultaneous interpretation, Jeanne's face lit up with joy and she spoke a long string of words in rapid succession. Shelley summed it up: "She lists a bunch of things she wants to do with her super powers and asks you if she can do them." Masha said to Jeanne seriously, "You are fine. Superpowers are not as convenient as you think. The power I gave you allows you to... hold banquets and salons anytime and anywhere to bring joy to people." ——Shit, it seems like her ability is useless when you put it that way. She is obviously one of the twelve main Greek gods! So Marsa continued: "Besides that, you can make the best wine..."
——Why do I still feel so weak? ——Obviously he is one of the twelve main Greek gods! Masha continued, "By the way, you are also in charge of drama, and can easily create amazing masterpieces..." ——It doesn't seem very strong? Eh? So Jeanna's ability is so weak? After the simultaneous interpretation, Shelley whispered to Masha, "Is she really SSS? Why does she seem so weak?" Masha shrugged and whispered, "She is indeed SSS, but these abilities are just my guesses. The specific effects will depend on how well she uses them." "Are you saying you made up about her abilities?" Shelley said bluntly. But Masha would never admit it: "I speculated based on the duties of Dionysus in Greek mythology. How can it be called nonsense? I have a basis for this." The cough of the League Secretary penetrated their ears, and they noticed that Jeanne had slipped away from them. At this moment, she was standing in front of the table in the island wonderland. She brought all the wine that was placed here to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to the table, sang a song, and started to mix cocktails with a happy face. Masha stood up and ran over, just as he was about to stop Jeanne, he saw a small mushroom cloud rising from the cocktail glass in front of her, and then the mushroom cloud bloomed into a purple flower. ——Wang Defa? What the hell? Can cocktails be mixed to produce this effect? Masha hurried to check what kind of alcohol Jeanne had mixed together and found out it was vodka and absinthe. ——Can these two wines produce this effect? You are kidding! No, there is no wine that can produce this effect, right? ——Look carefully at the wine, it has turned into a greenish purple! Jeanne picked up the third bottle of wine, and Marsa took a look and said, "Oh, it's Erguotou." Then, the moment the Erguotou entered the green-purple wine glass, Masha saw a whale made of water flip over on the surface of the wine glass, with its tail frozen in the air for half a second. Xiao Shi's voice entered Masha's ears: "Look at the big tree!" Masha immediately looked at the big banyan tree next to Jeanne. The banyan tree was glowing, and tiny dots of light were converging towards Jeanne - no, towards the wine she was mixing! The song Jeanne was humming had reached the chorus, and she began to dance. The moment she started dancing, it seemed as if the entire island had become her exclusive stage, and Masha and others suddenly became spectators in the audience. A band hidden somewhere nearby played magnificent music. Jeanne danced to her heart's content in the center of the stage, under the spotlight. While dancing, she dropped the last drop of wine into the glass. The wine glass burned like a torch, and the flame changed colors rapidly as if someone was constantly reacting to the flame. And Jeanne slowly fell down in the light of the flames. The hallucination disappeared, and Masha rushed over and hugged Jeanne who had fallen to the ground. Then he found that her breathing was steady and her complexion was normal. She must have fainted due to over-use of her abilities. Then Masha looked at the glass of wine on the table.
The wine looked as if the Milky Way was contained in it, so gorgeous and brilliant. When Masha looked at it, it meant it had run out. "Extraordinary alcoholic beverage. Drinking a full glass will increase your intelligence by 5 in the next three minutes." Masha opened her mouth. ——So you are a production-oriented character! ——However, this wine is strong, it is indeed strong, but it only lasts for 3 minutes. What can you do in 3 minutes?