Marduk walked into the ward, his cold eyes scanning everyone, and then briefly resting on Pan Tianyi, an aura of peace and awe struck him.
"Before, when you escaped from the base, I couldn't track your location for a while. But now we have changed our focus. In order for you to stay at Taylor Yuan Biotechnology and participate in scientific research projects on brain nerves and consciousness, we will take good care of you. of family and friends.”
Marduk stared at Parker, took out a photo of his wife and daughter in front of him, and pressed.
"I finally escaped from the devil's cave, and now I have met the God of Death again! As long as you no longer force me to do things that violate moral ethics like before, we can consider new cooperation."
Professor Parker thought twice and agreed to enter Taylor Yuan Biotechnology. After all, there were advanced experimental equipment for their research and use.
Marduk walked to Ella, looked at the "Near Death Experience" research report document in her hand, and said to Pan Tianyi beside him: "Death is a new beginning! What do you think, this Dongfang classmate .”
"At the moment when the human body dies, consciousness will return to the universe in quantum form..." Pan Tianyi looked at the tall white man in fear, and cast a consulting signal to Professor Parker behind him. look.
"Haha, it seems that your knowledge is quite profound. I hope you and Professor Parker will participate in the project together. Perhaps, you can explore that the world is a plural information field, and the freedom in this field Consciousness has transformed into religions and beliefs around the world!”
Marduk's cold face now became a little more benevolent, and then he left with a smile.
Pan Tianyi looked at his leaving back and fell into deep thought. Marduk's words aroused his desire to explore.
Perhaps, at the beginning of the birth of the universe, it was in a non-polar state where yin and yang were not separated, and then a macroscopic and large-scale quantum multi-stacked state probability space-time was produced, thus giving birth to advanced civilization and soul consciousness.
The next day, Professor Parker compiled the near-death experience reports they jointly investigated into an academic paper and published it in the internationally authoritative "Cell" journal.
Governor's Island, across the sea from Manhattan, is dotted with luxurious estates of Wall Street giants. In their luxurious palaces, the capital elites strategize and control the financial lifeline of this superpower.
A modern private luxury yacht gallops on the blue sea, leaving a beautiful curved white wave at the stern. Wu Yan and An Lina were wearing a pink bikini, showing off their voluptuous and hot figure, lying lazily in a large clear bathtub.
What made her happy today was that a piece of good news was delivered to her via remote video. Professor Parker and Pan Tianyi in the video, according to their own intentions, successfully appeared in the Taylor Biotechnology Research Laboratory building, and they agreed to participate in the brain neuron research project.
She looked at Pan Tianyi's familiar oriental handsome face, and his beautiful green eyes, shining like flowers blooming after the rain. When she infiltrates Wall Street and controls the entire financial center of country A, she will create another surprise for herself and him in a special way.
A voice message was passed, and Wu Yan walked out of the VIP exclusive luxury suite and came to the deck of the yacht. She opened her tablet and talked to a financial tycoon in the video.
"Hello, dear Princess Alina! Smith Rothschild has appeared at the manor. I will meet with him in advance."
"Mr. Soros, thank you for your hard work. For our Wall Street Quantum Fund, we will take advantage of the current economic crisis to acquire the largest investment bank on Wall Street, and then purchase 30% of JP Morgan Chase's bank shares at a low price. This gradually achieves behind-the-scenes control of the global financial system." Wu Yan An Lina said neatly.
"Follow the princess's guidance, we are here to welcome you."
Soros exited the video call and ordered the helicopter pilot beside him to greet the hostess at the pier of Governors Island.
Behind Wu Yan and An Lina is the Illuminati group that controls the global order. Its internal members are located all over the world. They play important roles in the military industry, politics, finance and other industries. Coupled with her unique business acumen and extraordinary courage and strategy, ordinary politicians and financial oligarchs would not dare to offend her easily. Now that the Illuminati wants to complete its control of the Rothschild family, it must first convince the head of the family to join the Illuminati. The next step is to acquire the Krupp military industry.
Before meeting Smith, Wu Yan had already grasped his whereabouts and installed a beautiful maid in a private estate in New York to collect information on the Rothschild family's business activities.
Now, under the influence of the aftermath of the financial crisis, JP Morgan is facing the embarrassment of a plummeting stock market and a capital crunch. It urgently needs a blood transfusion from the Rothschild family, otherwise it will be sooner or later that it follows the bankruptcy of Lehman Brothers. matter.
Similarly, the Krupp military-industrial family has just established a foothold in country A. After the economic crisis in 2008, it has spent three years without any danger. Now, the shipyards in Northern Europe and the Western Railway Group in the United States are facing losses due to a sudden drop in orders. Coupled with the internal succession conflicts in the Krupp family, the steel empire is in danger and is facing huge challenges. .
On Governor's Island, a luxurious manor is located among tree-lined mountains and forests. It is surrounded by high-end swimming pools, private golf courses, and private helicopters for common transportation.
At this time, Smith was sleeping in his luxurious villa, and the rapid knock on the door made him very unhappy. But he knew that if there was nothing urgent, the favored maid Ersa would never rush into his bedroom and give him a gentle kiss.
Ersa stood in front of Smith, who was still wearing his nightgown, showing an ambiguous and lingering smile, and deliberately gave him an embarrassed look.
"Smith, someone wants to buy our market share of JPMorgan Chase."
Smith looked at the petite and cute beauty, and his originally angry face suddenly returned to calm, and then asked with interest: "Which mysterious person will arouse the interest of our Rothschild family?"
"Economist Mr. Soros!"
Ersa picked up the suit and handed it to Smith, saying cautiously. Smith put on his formal clothes and walked to the living room arrogantly.
"Hello, Mr. Smith!"
Soros, who had been waiting in the living room for a long time, stood up and showed a kind smile.
"Hello, Soros! Nice to meet you!"
Smith already knew his purpose, showed no interest on his face, and responded coldly.
Smith's reaction made Soros feel very puzzled. He originally wanted to use Quantum Fund to inject capital into JP Morgan Chase Bank to help them survive the current economic crisis, but he did not expect that his smiling face would become cold.
The maid Ersa stood at the door, quietly listening to the movements in the living room, the door slightly wrinkled. She looked at the gentle mountain forest in the distance. A helicopter was flying over the manor's tarmac. She knew that her Illuminati master was coming, and began to order her maids to prepare a luxurious feast to welcome the mysterious dignitaries in the manor.
Soros looked at his watch, looked at Smith and said: "Although the market value of our Wall Street Quantum Fund is not as good as that of the Rothschild family industry, we are sincere and willing to inject capital to purchase JPMorgan Chase's market shares. This person is not me. But there are others. The empire’s financial wealth is nothing compared to it. So you shouldn’t underestimate the dominance of our Quantum Fund on Wall Street.”
When Smith heard what Soros said, he felt that he was a very hypocritical and inflated financial expert, and he scoffed and remained unmoved. It is impossible to get into a North American financial institution owned by the Rothschild family.
When the two of them were having an unpleasant conversation and were in embarrassment.
The maid Ersa supported a young and noble blond girl into the living room.
At this time, Wu Yan, wearing a luxurious long dress, entered the manor's reception hall with elegant steps, and an aura of divine majesty oppressed every financial dignitary present.
Smith looked at this mysterious young woman with peerless beauty in shock, as her eyes seemed to be shrouded in a hazy aura of a queen. She seemed to be the Supreme Queen of Great Britain, and was very surprised to see her in person at the manor.
At this moment, Smith was frightened and trembling all over. But he quickly calmed down and realized that the woman in front of him was just a girl who was inexperienced in the world, and he returned to his arrogant and arrogant face as always.
Wu Yan looked at Mr. Soros who looked helpless, knowing that Smith would not be willing to condescend to her and agree to their commercial stock purchase because of his position and prestige in the family.
Smith stared at Mr. Soros in confusion, meaning that although you seemed unreliable, I would have believed the mysterious big man you said. However, she turned out to be a little girl who is not secretly involved in the world. This is simply an insult to my intelligence.
Wu Yan. An Lina looked at Smith knowingly and showed an expression of understanding and respect. She smiled and asked the maid Ersa to bring her favorite fruits, and then whispered in a low voice.
Ersa listened to the secret information brought by Wu Yan, then walked to Smith and whispered: "The family bank in the British Empire has had its assets frozen. At the same time, the Orleans flagship company in Paris, France also produced a large number of Bad debts on funds.”
When Smith heard this, he walked out of the living room in panic, entered the private room, turned on the remote video, and contacted the chief financial officer of the family in Europe.
The maid Ersa followed in and stood quietly behind the door. Her beautiful big eyes revealed golden vertical pupils. It turned out that she was also a blue-blooded person.
At this time, Wu Yan, who was sitting in the reception hall of the manor, showed a mysterious smile while eating fruit, and then left Smith Manor with Soros.
Tourists in a hurry walked through the streets lined with high-rise buildings, and the giant screens in Times Square in New York City were constantly flashing advertising images.
An Indian street performer, with a circle of colorful feathers around his head, knelt on his knees, holding an instrument in his hand, and played a long and sad Mohawk song.
Screaming and playing again and again, showing the frustrations and sufferings of a civilization progressing, but in the end it slowly dies.
Pedestrians gathered in a circle, listening quietly, occasionally raising their thumbs in admiration. At this time, an oriental face walked out of the queue of pedestrians. He was tall, handsome, confident and unrestrained. He walked up to the artist and threw a few coins.
He was Pan Tianyi, who was moved by this ancient and desolate music, and added a trace of light flow of consciousness in the virtual space of his consciousness.
On the periphery of the crowd, Wu Yan. An Lina stopped, blinked her beautiful green eyes, and saw Pan Tianyi in the crowd at a glance. Then, she quietly followed him to a luxurious international apartment on Broadway...
