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"I need your controllable nuclear fusion technology, copy it out immediately, and prepare three sets of spare equipment."
Uma said.
"Excuse me, what is this for?"
Barton asked.
Although the Black Mist Energy Company belongs to the Guardian, it also has Barton's private shares.
"Trade secrets."
Uma said.
Barton smiled and said: "Our Black Mist Company is not a subsidiary department of the Foundation, and our technology does not completely belong to the Foundation. You will take it away if you say a word, let alone whether I agree or not, the company's shareholders will definitely won't agree."
Guan Xiaodong heard from the sidelines that the genetic modification technology completely belonged to the Foundation, but the Guardian still had some technologies that were jointly developed with other people.
"I have already reported to the general meeting of shareholders, and they agreed to my request."
Uma said.
"I have not received any news, do you have the documents for the general meeting of shareholders?"
Barton said.
"You doubt me?"
Uma frowned.
Barton didn't speak, but still leaned on the chair, looking at her with a relaxed expression.
Uma still wanted to talk, but Guan Xiaodong suddenly said, "I'll do it."
Barton was taken aback when he saw this, and then he felt a powerful spiritual force enveloped him.
"you!"
His expression changed drastically, and then he was controlled.
Barton was also genetically modified, and the modification was quite successful, with 58 levels.
It is estimated that Guan Xiaodong has this ability, and it is impossible for other players to control him at once.
After searching Barton's brain and knowing where the technical information on controlled nuclear fusion is, Guan Xiaodong manipulated Barton to the research department.
Uma cooperated very well, pretending to be talking and laughing happily with Barton, and walked in front.
The security guard of the research department saw the two without any doubts. Guan Xiaodong operated Barton to verify the iris and fingerprints, opened the door and walked into the research room.
"Mr. Barton."
A female researcher saw him and immediately came over to say hello,
"Neille, invite Dr. Perris here."
Guan Xiaodong manipulated Barton to speak.
"Ok."
The female researcher went to hire someone right away.
Guan Xiaodong and Uma looked at each other, and then manipulated Barton to sit down and wait.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, a tall Caucasian researcher in his 50s came over.
"Mr. Barton, what do you want from me?"
Dr. Perris asked directly, and had no intention of sitting down for a chat.
"The foundation needs our technical information, you go and make a copy of the information, and prepare three sets of spare power generation equipment."
Guan Xiaodong manipulated Barton and said.
"We don't have so many spare equipment, only two sets."
Perris said.
"Then take two sets, bring them here."
Barton said.
"You can ask others to do this kind of thing. I'm going back to do research."
Perris said.
Maybe it was an obsession with research, Perris had no doubts.
It's unbelievable how well things are going.
However, it still took a lot of time to move the equipment.
After finishing this order, there is more than half an hour left.
Before leaving, Guan Xiaodong sent Barton back to the office, manipulated him to lock the door, and then killed him mentally.
"Time is tight, there is no way to get anti-missile and missile technology."
Uma said.
"Take anti-missile technology."
Guan Xiaodong immediately made a decision.
Compared with missile launch technology, anti-missile technology is more difficult.
Starting from the pattern of the earth, anti-missile technology is also more important.
Chapter 110 Game Over
Countdown to the end of the game: 109876...
When the reminder sounded, Guan Xiaodong was still moving things. He no longer hesitated, and put several sets of anti-missile equipment into his personal warehouse in front of the employees of the military factory.
The employees who moved the equipment were all taken aback, not understanding how the equipment on the car disappeared.
At the same time, the players who were tortured in the prison also breathed a sigh of relief.
After several hours of experimentation, many players have already reached the verge of collapse. If they hadn't been in a black box state for 10 minutes after death, they would have collapsed long ago.