Holding the light machine gun in his hand, Zhang San, who had already replaced it with a new ammunition box, opened the door and walked into the dim room alone.
After entering, he held a gun in one hand and locked the door behind him with the other hand.
The entire room seemed to have been artificially expanded, and the internal space was much larger than an ordinary room.
And it has the same cave-like environment as the hidden basement in Senator Goff's home.
But this room is more like a computer room.
There were several servers with lights on on the right, and on a table facing him there was a modified computer motherboard and a screen showing alien text.
【This is too dark...】
Zhang San really doesn't know how that orangutan works in such an environment. Isn't he afraid of hurting his eyes by staring at the screen for a long time even if he doesn't want to use more lights?
After scanning around, he found no enemy's health bar, which meant that the orangutan was hiding in the dark.
So, Zhang San started to move.
He first cleaned up the server on the right. At this time, Packaging Superman showed its true function.
In just an instant, a server was wrapped with paper tape, saving the time of unplugging cables.
In order to accommodate all the valuable things in this factory, he was very distressed and spent 10 million to expand his space before coming.
The original small warehouse has been transformed into a large logistics warehouse, and the space inside is large enough to fit the entire Grantai factory.
He asked Kara to use part of the other 20 million to try to speculate in stocks. Even if Kara lost all the money in speculation, he could still rely on the large warehouse to become a fortune king.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer things around him, Zhang San became more and more wary of the orangutans hiding in secret.
He had cleared away all the valuables in the middle and right, leaving only a few unlit servers and shelves with things on the left.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap! ! ! !
The sound of explosions echoed throughout the room, and Zhang San immediately gave up on the server where the enemy might be hiding.
The ferocious stream of bullets tore apart everything in the darkness, and the flash of fire also shot through a gorilla hiding behind the server.
thump!
Although he saw that the orangutan's red blood bar had been emptied by himself and fell down helplessly, he had a good habit.
Snap, snap, snap, snap!
Seeing the orangutan lying on the ground and no longer confused, Zhang San opened the door with satisfaction.
"Are you okay?" Harcourt, who was holding a gun, asked him with concern after coming in.
However, Zhang San has no time to pay attention to her now. The scanner he used when he assassinated Senator Goff last time appeared in his hand again.
After running around in circles and scanning every corner of the factory, he sent the treasure-digging blueprints he obtained to the peace messengers and vigilantes.
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"How many others are following you?"
While packing, Zhang San asked Moon a question.
"Now that the butterfly that possessed Tao Fu is dead, you can completely replace her."
On the other end of the headset, Moon, who was helping Zhang San modify technical information in front of the computer, was silent for a long time, and he replied:
"Others won't listen to me, they already...enjoy the joy of entitlement."
Zhang San did not stop holding the express box, and then asked: "Are there any compatriots on your home planet?"
"They are biding their time, their time to take over the entire planet."
Hearing this, Zhang San accelerated the speed of collecting the butterfly food.
These things will be out of print in the future, and there's no telling if Batman can use them to make something weird in the future.
Soon, all the valuable things that could be moved in the entire Grantai factory were packed and taken away by Zhang San and the others.
Including a bunch of trucks parked outside the factory, basically there is only an empty factory building, some internal pipes that cannot be pried, and corpses on the ground.
On the way back, Zhang San established a chat group and brought everyone in.
"UFO interest group?"
"What the hell is this name..."
Zhang San explained to them: "Groups with this kind of name are rarely monitored by the FBI, and it's easy for us to split the money."
"Split the money?"
"Whoever sees it has a share. I will give you a share when I sell this harvest."
Zhang San wants to drag them into the water together. It is not a good habit to eat alone.
Besides, if you have money, share it together and take care of everything together.
Checking the time, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon. Bruce had probably arrived at his house.
Outside the Valley Villa.
Bruce drove his Mercedes-Benz to this mysterious place again.
The iron gate of the yard opened automatically and he parked his car inside.
"Mr. Wayne, please come in."
Kara smiled and opened the door to receive him, and handed him a glass of ice lemonade.
Looking around, Bruce didn't find Zhang San in the living room, so he headed toward the kitchen and asked:
"Isn't Zhang San at home?"
Kara, who came over with a few plates of snacks, shook her head and said, "My husband went out for something, and he asked me to discuss the contents of the deal."
Bruce nodded and looked at a figure painting posted on the wall.
There was no such thing when he came here before.
The character in the picture is wearing green armor and standing on a pile of strange corpses with a red sword in his hand...
The background color like the setting sun behind the characters and the broken high-rise buildings fit the apocalyptic atmosphere, don’t you think?
Bruce directly connected this painting with the person behind Zhang San.
He quietly took a picture of the picture, and just as he finished taking the picture, Kara came over with a laptop.
Turning on the computer, Kara motioned for Bruce to take a look.
Click on the folder named Learning Materials, which has been technically classified.
There is a lot of content, including not only spacecraft and the transmission technology mentioned by Zhang San, but also related material manufacturing technology, etc...
These were things Bruce couldn't figure out in a short time, but he brought a helper.
But after he entered the villa, Cyborg couldn't see anything in the distance.
Bruce, who had not received any news from Cyborg, discovered this problem. He smiled and said to Kara, who had been waiting for a long time next to him:
"I want it, but we have to change the payment method."
There are many types of uncertain technologies.
Although Bruce couldn't digest them quickly, Zhang San couldn't run away here.
His request is simple, the teleportation technology must be real.
"Pay 5% of the shares of Wayne Group in advance, and then take out the remaining 10% of the shares after the transmission technology experiment is successful."
"Can."
Kara agreed to this payment method, and Bruce took out the second paper contract prepared in advance.
Shortly after driving away from the villa, Cyborg's communication with him was restored.
"There's something wrong with that house, it's blocking me out."
"I know."
People who come from other latitudes have some personality problems. Bruce feels that the person behind Zhang San is the kind who doesn't like to be in the public eye.
