Hester looked at his boss in surprise.

The desperate ferocity on the other party's expression frightened him a little.

"The public has the right to know."

Tang Dao's language is inspiring, "We are not the real savior. What we should bear is greater social responsibility. That's all. The fate of the earth, including human beings, should be made known to more people, even if it is truly related to alien creatures."

In the event of war, surrender must be decided by the shareholders."

Hearst understood that the boss was not really that great after all.

He just wants to control people's hearts.

If you, a bastard, knew that the world was ending, what would you choose to do?

Zero dollar purchase?

Or save yourself?

Or should we pin our hopes on some large-scale organizations?

Tang didn't know, but he understood that individuals cannot solve many problems, but groups can solve most people's problems.

At worst, there will be more protests on the road.

What does it matter to him?

He will only be a hero!

The hero of a flawed world.

"Is...is this possible?" Hester was still a little hesitant.

In the past, even if the boss was a loser, he essentially had nothing to do with those bastards. Just like the class struggle between him and Garcia, would there be any benefits or harm to ordinary people?

Not really.

I'm afraid they only have a few days to enjoy themselves. The next day, they will be washed away by even greater public opinion.

Just like why there are so many artist cultures in Bangzi Country?

First of all, they really make money, and secondly, if women and men can make the opposite sex "mentally retarded", no one will cause trouble to the chaebols.

This world does not need too many people to lie down and die, because there is always a need for someone to help a "small number" of people to rule the world. This is the elite.

"There is no why, and there is no but. If you can't do it, I will do it myself."

Tang Dao glanced at Hester, his expression softening slightly.

The latter shuddered and quickly expressed his loyalty, saying that he could bear it.

"The world is mine, and it is also yours." Tang Dao said meaningfully, "We will be the new pioneers of mankind."

There was worry hidden in Hester's eyes, and he just prayed in his heart, hoping that the boss's measures would be correct.

…

"Let me out, please."

"Let me go! Damn bastard!"

…

There were sounds of begging for mercy and curses, accompanied by screams and panic, and the air was filled with a stench, just like the smell of urine after incontinence.

Garcia stood aside with a cold face, watching this scene quietly.

"Are these the sacrifices?" The man in black robe stood beside him, stuffing his hands into his robe, scanning the crying and panicked crowd with his eyes, frowning, and looking unhappy.

Garcia's heart sank slightly.

This guy doesn't seem very satisfied.

He hesitated, "Yes, these are the new energy sources I have found all over the world."

“Everything is clean!”

When clean is used to describe human beings, it seems very sad.

However, the man in black robe still looked very dissatisfied. He glanced at Garcia with his peripheral vision, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "God will not be satisfied."

What?

Are aliens still picky eaters?

It’s okay to eat some of these.

But after all, they are not feeding the dogs, they are "customers" and should enjoy the highest level of service.

"Throw your people down too." The man in black robe suddenly said.

"Wha...what?"

Garcia was stunned, "They are servants serving God..."

"It is an honor for a servant to serve God with his life."

The man in black robe turned to look at him, with warning, caution and a hint of danger in his eyes. There was an unfriendly aura about him, and he was fierce. He was actually on par with Colonel Yu Jin?

This guy is also a genetic person?

And it’s very strong!

Garcia was silent for a while, then nodded.

if only…

Just stay alive by yourself.

He is an extremely selfish person, otherwise he would not be raped. No, it should be said that the elders of the Twelve Seats are like this. They only cooperate with the devil if they want to gain power.

God?

Dawei Tianlong, block your hat!

The man in black robe was satisfied with Garcia's cooperation and nodded a few words of praise, but the latter was not even in the mood to force out a smile. You know, those people under him have spent a lot of effort to train them.

Is this the end?

Take a deep breath and don't lift the table.

Deng Deng Deng.

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps interrupted his thoughts, which made Garcia, who was in a bad mood himself, suddenly turn around and stare at the secretary who came over anxiously.

With a dark face, he said, "We'll talk about anything later!"

The secretary was also frightened by the boss's eyes. He was holding a tablet in his hand and didn't know how to answer the call. Instead, a cadence of shouts came from the tablet, "Now, we have to welcome a new era. There are aliens in this world!"

The tablet is the latest scientific research product of the Savior Company, and the sound transmission effect is very good. The man in black robe who was standing next to him suddenly turned his head at this time.

Garcia's reaction was faster, mainly because he was closer, and he grabbed the tablet and stared at Hester's ugly face above. The other party was chatting and laughing, but he was covered in cold sweat.

…

"Aliens? Are you kidding? Hahaha, are you telling a story?"

In a tavern in Rome, Italy.

Bob Liu was clearing the table, and when he heard the loud and sarcastic voice of a customer, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the TV.

"We know that everyone has doubts, and we will provide the greatest evidence." Hester waved his hand downwards, and the camera followed, and saw an ice coffin being pushed up by three or four big men.

Inside, lies a humanoid creature...

but…

Very ugly!

The camera was shaking, and it was obvious that even the reporter was excited.

"Quiet, quiet, please sit down."

The press officer on the side kept calming the reporters, and even the security guards came up to suppress the reporters who were almost rioting.

But everyone looked at it with disbelief.

Including Bob Liu.

His eyes widened, thinking this must be a prank.

Savior Corporation is kidding.

"This is an alien corpse. We call it: space civilization. They left traces on the earth more than 10,000 years ago before the birth of human beings. Of course, these are nutritious. What I want to say is

Three points, one, except for the Savior Company, all the following organizations know about the existence of aliens."

Suitably, a dense list of organization names appeared on the screen behind him, and the one at the top of the list was a certain shameless District 51.

Most of the latter are organizations engaged in aerospace research.

The names are all familiar.

The reporters quickly took pictures.
To be continued...