However, Johnny fully understood this approach, and he would only publish results that had been repeatedly confirmed to be correct and whose progress was slower than his own research. Scientists are also human beings, with emotions and desires. What scientists desire most is to leave their names in the history of science, so they are reserved in publishing their own results. Johnny thinks there is nothing wrong with this degree of selfishness! However, he was also a little worried. ——Maybe Ying already knew all this. Yes, that's the biggest worry. ——The shadow may go further than us. If this is true, then Masha deserves even more respect! ——Because only scientists know that the word truth itself has a huge temptation. If Ying uses the "truth of the world" as a bargaining chip to recruit Masha, it will be a huge temptation. Johnny fully understands it! ——Therefore, Masha, who remained unmoved, is truly respectable. ——How respectable! He chose to use his own power to explore the truth, instead of colluding with the evil shadow for the truth!
Ah, what a noble quality this is! If one day in the future Johnny knew that Masha was the boss of Shadow, he would probably beat himself to death on the spot. Johnny was distracted as he watched the American soldiers carrying equipment, expressing his endless admiration for Masha in his heart. However, his self-reflection was interrupted by the signalman's reminder: "Sir, your cell phone is ringing." Johnny then came to his senses and noticed that his cell phone was ringing. He picked up and found it was Ben. "Hey, I'm above the Nazca Lines. Damn, this is a paradise. It's right here in this empty space. Can you imagine? There's a paradise in such an empty space!" Johnny clenched his fist in a celebratory gesture. "Do you know what attribute it is?" Johnny asked. "I saw lightning, lots of it. I think it should be the same attribute as the one in Masha's academy, which is wood attribute." "Very good! This is the first wood-attributed spiritual paradise we have discovered." "Wait a minute, guess what I discovered on the way here? When I flew over Machu Picchu, I felt the spiritual energy. There is also a paradise there!" Johnny was shocked: "How is that possible! Machu Picchu was built in the early 16th century, when the Spanish landed in America!" "I know, so I think there should be ruins under Machu Picchu. The Inca Empire might have inherited the mantle of an even older civilization. In the Dharma Ending Age, a person with super powers lived somewhere under Machu Picchu and left behind various legends!" Johnny nodded. "That's possible! The South American civilization that existed before the Inca Empire...hahahaha, not only is there scientific progress, but also progress in archaeology! Wonderful, wonderful!" "It's all thanks to the sharing spirit of the King in Yellow!" said Ben. "He's a true scientist!" "Yes, a true scientist! Science has no borders!" “So after we have certain results, we also have to choose some to publish,” Ben said. "Of course, otherwise wouldn't we appear to be too petty? We stand on the shoulders of giants, so we have to give back to the world and make our shoulders the shoulders of giants for others to stand on! However, science has no borders, but scientists have nationalities. This is also what Chinese scientists said, and there is nothing we can do about it."
Ben also sighed, "Yeah, but Masha certainly didn't publish all of them, so we're even." "Haha, that's right! Now let's toast to Master Mashama's scientific spirit!" Johnny picked up the drink can beside him and took a sip. Ben said, "I'll fly over other ruins in South America to see if there are any other discoveries. I'll probably be back to meet you in the evening! Don't you finish all the experiments!" "Don't worry, I have endless experiments in my mind. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them even if I work for a year!" "Hahahaha!" Ben laughed. Johnny laughed too. Both of them were extremely happy. For scientists, there is nothing happier than this. ——Glory to Master Ma! ** Ms. M and Ms. Mei are talking to the general manager of the super power research institute. The person in charge said: "It's crazy, all the scientists are crazy. I even suspect that a new sect that worships Masha has emerged in the institute and regards Masha as the savior." Ms. Berry was shocked: "That's terrible! This new sect must be eliminated immediately!" "No, there is no new sect, he is joking," said Ms. M calmly. Ms. Berry looked at M and was shocked. "Are you kidding? Oh, God, I've been a little overworked recently. First, the Americans said that Jesus was resurrected, then a terrorist leader suddenly died in Africa, and several intelligence sources said that he might attack us... Then the French accused us of killing their accomplices in Africa... "Then the Chinese said they could cultivate people with super powers, and suddenly published a research report that seemed to be very impressive... These things happened one after another, can't they just be put together? "The opposition is trying to impeach me, saying I lost Stonehenge, but I didn't lose it!" Ms. M: “You lost it.” "Did I lose it?" "Because you are the Prime Minister, this is your responsibility. One of the main tasks of the Prime Minister is to shoulder the responsibility. If you can't bear it anymore, you can choose to resign. Can you bear it?" Ms. Berry said, “I think it’s OK.” Ms. M nodded and said to the person on the other end of the line, "Continue with your report." "Now, scientists have come up with a plan to have two small planes take two SSS-level superpowers each to patrol the homeland in the air, looking for the so-called paradise." Ms. M frowned and said, "You haven't even found a paradise yet?" "Uh... yes. To be precise, we haven't gone out to look for it yet, but we are discussing how to find it." "The Americans have already found the paradise at the Pyramid of the Sun. Haven't you visited all the historical sites first?" "But Stonehenge has been stolen. There are no older relics in the British Isles. Marsha said that the end of the Dharma Age was in the 3rd century AD. We...besides Stonehenge, are there any other ancient relics built before the 3rd century AD?" Ms. M and Ms. Berry looked at each other.
Ms. M said, "But King Arthur's sword has been proven to be a magical weapon with power. Have you ever thought about visiting King Arthur's tomb?" "Ma'am, in the legend of King Arthur, he was buried in Avalon, and we... don't know where Avalon is. There are also rumors that King Arthur was buried in Glastonbury, but there is no evidence for this." Ms. M: "No matter if there is evidence or not, send SSS-level people to feel it! Since the SSS-level people in the United States and China can feel the spiritual energy, then ours can too! Also, although the Stonehenge was stolen, the paradise may not disappear with it, so go over and give it a try! "I can't believe you guys don't even think about giving it a try, but are just discussing what method to use to find the paradise! Where has the adventurous spirit of British gentlemen gone?" "Ms. M," the person on the other end of the line said, "most of the most adventurous British people have immigrated to the New World or the coast of Africa. Most of the British people now are descendants of ordinary people who dare not leave the British Isles. Have you forgotten World War I and World War II? Most of the British Army performed terribly. The best performers were the Commonwealth Armies, the Canadians, New Zealanders, and Australians. "And of course there are Indians. And those British who performed well were mostly Scots and Irish, like the fool who liked to charge with a Scottish longsword, and the madman who braved the German gunfire and blew his bagpipes across the city of Dunkirk alone, looking for the scattered British units. "Oh my god, I can't believe that the new Londoner Christopher Nolan's film Dunkirk didn't include the story of this heroic Scottish warrior!" Ms. M: “Sir, your Scottish accent is showing.” "Really? Thanks for the reminder, Englishman. Believe me, I am also fed up with these guys who only know how to drink tea and discuss. I want to kick them out for inspection more than you do, really." "Then do it." Ms. M said calmly. "Yes, ma'am." Communications were cut off. Ms. M held her forehead with her hand. "The whole world is rushing to conduct research based on Masha's paper, but our scientific research institutes have not produced any results in two days." Ms. Berry: "You don't have to be so anxious. I think the French should be about the same progress as us, because today is the first working day after Masha published his paper." Ms. M leaned back in her chair and looked at the ceiling: "We have been reduced to relying on the French to comfort ourselves." ** Carteron pounded the table: "We have been reduced to relying on the British to comfort ourselves!" "But it is true that we don't have many ancient monuments in our country that fit the time period described in Mr. Masha's paper. In the third century AD, Rome still existed, the real Rome. At that time, our area was controlled by barbarians and still had a tribal system, with only thatched houses." The minister who was speaking spread his hands. Carteron: “Doesn’t Mont Saint-Michel fit the bill?” "It was started in the eighth century AD and was fully completed in the sixteenth century." Catron frowned. "Is there nothing else? Doesn't Caesar's Gallic War describe events before Christ? Aren't there any relics from that time left?" Everyone shook their heads. Carteron slammed the table. "We killed so many witches during the witch hunt in the Middle Ages. Now tell me, can't we find a residence for the superpowers of the Last Days—that is, wizards—in our country?" "Yes, but the Americans are sending SSS-class planes to fly low over the country, carpet-searching the paradise... Damn, this Chinese word is so hard to pronounce." The speaker shook his head and complained, "We can imitate the Americans." Carteron sighed, and suddenly he thought of something: "Is there no historic site that meets the requirements in the region that is now under our management?" "Yes." This time someone answered immediately, "There are plenty in Egypt. Do you want to... take back control of Egypt?"
Catron put his face in his hands. Egypt is now under the actual control of the Soviet Union, and the Americans are also keeping an eye on it. Carteron didn't dare to take on this hot potato. "In the 50s, we, together with the British, easily landed in Egypt... We almost reoccupied Egypt. Maybe we..." "Just their aircraft carrier without planes? Our aircraft carrier at least has planes." said the only person in military uniform in the meeting. ** Yuri Vladimievich looked at the people around the conference table with a serious expression: "There are no ancient monuments older than three centuries in our territory, right?" "No, there isn't. But, Wallachia, the castle where the tripod was found, has been confirmed to be a paradise." When Antonov said "paradise", his pronunciation was very strange. Being used to speaking Russian, he always wanted to pronounce it with rolled tongue sounds. He was really not used to this imported word in the text which was made up of only flat tongue sounds. "Great, at least there is one." "The Americans are using planes to carry SSS-class planes on low-altitude cruises." Antonov continued, "I think we should do it too, all over the region." "Yes, no problem." Vladimievich nodded. "There should be many places that meet the requirements in the Bedouin-controlled area, right?" "Yes, there are too many. In fact, there are a lot of them in the Greek peninsula, as well as Albania and Montenegro. These places were all territories of the ancient Roman Empire and all have various legends about witches. However, this area is the so-called Balkan powder keg. If you rashly reach out, it will cause a lot of problems." Vladimievich frowned and muttered, "Why didn't Turkey stand with Germany like it did in World War I? In this way, we can cross Yugoslavia, destroy Turkey, recover Constantinople, and then conquer the Greek peninsula." "That would lead to a war between Britain and the United States and us." Antonov said, and then changed the subject, not continuing to dwell on this issue. "The Bedouin monuments... We are now fighting a joint war with the Bedouins, and we should be able to use them, provided that we defeat the Jews and the Americans. I don't understand why we can't even use the air force, and why our armored clusters still can't defeat the Jews?" "The Americans have intervened. Reports say we have seen M1A2s with the Star of David on them." A general gritted his teeth and said, "Our mortars are two-stage long poles with insufficient penetration. They have difficulty dealing with poor armor. The Chinese also use 125mm mortars. We should ask them for some high-quality mortars." "Then take it." Vladimievich slammed the table. "What's there to hesitate about? We'll exchange it for natural gas and oil!" "If we ask for it now, it will take at least a week for delivery, and it will not be able to catch up with our latest offensive." "That's necessary. We can use it in the next offensive. Everyone, we must now try our best to secure the blessed land. This may be the key to training people with super powers in the future! One of the keys! The other key is..." Antonov took over Vladimievich's words: "We are sending students abroad. I don't think we can rely on that girl from East Germany alone. How many schools in our country will teach Chinese to children under the age of 18?" Everyone looked at each other. "I think so..." someone muttered uncertainly, "How about this, we can open a special class, select the best students, and have them study intensively." Antonov asked: "Are only girls selected to study?" Everyone looked at each other. Then Antonov asked again: "The Chinese, it seems that they have never said that they want to recruit international students?" "They published the papers!" someone said. "It's obvious that Masha, the King in Yellow, is a guy who wants to share his discoveries with the world. He's a real scientist. He will definitely recruit international students." "But the Greater China authorities didn't say that," Antonov said, turning to look at Yuri Vladimievich. "I think we should confirm this with the Chinese first." Vladimievich: "And let the East German girl find an opportunity to go to Masha's current base as soon as possible!" **
And somewhere in Albania, in a manor owned by an Albanian mafia that had appeared in the high-level discussions of the Greater Soviet Zone, a secret meeting was taking place. Neither of them looked like serious people. The people sitting on the south side of the conference table were all dressed like desert residents. Although the leader had half his head covered with a turban, it was still possible to tell that he was one of the leaders of the Gharaman Snake wanted by the World Government, an SSS-level superpower user codenamed "Mentor" by the World Government. The person sitting opposite him was naturally also on the World Government's wanted list, the most famous non-World Government psychic in the Balkans, also of SSS level, "Vlad III". This code name actually has a more well-known name for FGO players, "The Impaler". At the same time, Vlad III is also the prototype of the famous fictional character "Dracula". Vlad III looked at the turbaned man in front of him and said with a smile, "I heard that one of your subordinates suddenly disappeared? Also missing was an intelligence officer from a European country?" The Mentor snorted, "He's not one of my subordinates. He's our number two. The official codename given to him by the World Government is 'Undertaker'. We usually call him Pastor, so some departments of the World Government, for convenience, also call him Pastor - mainly intelligence agencies."