I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

The exile froze for a moment, and finally he could only raise the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Not to mention how capable this agent of the foundation who pretends to be Si Chen is, but her control of the situation is astonishingly fine.

The exile knew that she was not good at persuading others with words, so she subconsciously turned her attention to Li Lin.

Li Lin shrugged: "I am."

He's really a member of the Reshaping Hand, whether it's the one in Mansus or the one in Waking World.

Weirding was at a loss for words for a while, and looked up and down Li Lin, gradually showing suspicion.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Li Lin felt insulted, "Our remodeling hand may go bankrupt, but it will never deteriorate!"

That shouldn't be the idea of ​​Reshaping Hands...

"But you're not a normal Reshaping Hand member."

Wilding nodded, she used an affirmative sentence, "I have seen those disciples before."

Only in the future.

"If you want to see it, I can't change it." Li Lin said, "To be honest, those bald... monk heads still feel good."

Li Lin laughed and said, "You play with my little turtle, and I play with your little white rabbit."

The exile looked left and right, and always felt that the communication channels of the two people seemed to be very different.

After a brief stalemate, Wilding sighed. She traveled between different eras, and she has seen many geniuses and legends, but this is the first time she has seen such a strange existence like Li Lin.

If it was in the Foundation, those scientists who were willing to use algorithms to explain human behavior, might also be defeated in front of Li Lin?

After all, the heart of chaos theory is the butterfly.

"Si Chen" of the foundation suddenly had a premonition in his heart. Maybe it was because of this person that he came to this era, and at the same time, he couldn't contact the foundation?

Wilding lowered his eyelids, reached out and pressed the bowler hat on top of his head.

"Then please allow me to introduce the charitable organization that can provide the best treatment for occultists and supernatural beings...the foundation."

256 elements complete!

Foundation, a charitable organization that provides protection, containment, and cultivation for occultists and extraordinary people.

Although everyone knows with their asses, it is impossible for a foundation with such power to be a simple charity organization, as if a certain big country insisted that it would not engage in nuclear bombs.

In fact, this big eastern country does not have nuclear bombs anymore, because one of their new tactical nuclear warheads is worth a hundred.

The foundation is similar. Although they cannot walk in the rainstorm, they can accomplish incredible things through technology beyond the times.

Artificial sleepwalking, astral body projection, time-space sensing, chaotic calculation, how many secret inheritances that have been brilliant in history have become technologies and departments in the Foundation.

It sounds like it's better than the group of high-end biotechnology players like Remodeling Hands.

"I don't think so." Li Lin commented, "I think the foundation is behind the scenes."

The Exile's eyes were strange. When did he become so loyal to the Hand of Reshaping...

"It's just speculation," replied Wilding, "and so is the Reshaping Hand."

"Did I say that the hand of remodeling is not the mastermind behind the scenes?" Li Lin retorted like iron, "We need to open our minds, maybe I am the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"How is this possible?" The exile couldn't help complaining, "How could the man behind the scenes be...uh."

She originally wanted to say that the man behind the scenes was absolutely impossible to be a psycho like Li Lin, but when she thought about it carefully, the ministers who ruled history might just be having fun.

Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between a fun person and a psycho.

"Inner one, inner one." Li Lin raised his hand and wanted to express his opinion.

"I feel like you are saying something very sensitive." Vertin frowned. There are many capable black people in the foundation, and their voodoo invisible skills are very powerful.

"Your delusion." Li Lin signaled that he had no malicious intentions, "If I offend you, I will directly say Brother Ni."

Speaking of high spirits, Li Lin took out the allegro in public and played a cheerful allegro sound impromptu.

"The slave ship, with its sails facing west, carried Henigo and the three Mexicans. We worked on the plantation until sunset. What grape soda, what watermelon fried chicken, what discrimination laws, what black and white segregation—— "

There was a crisp sound in Li Lin's hand.

"I can't escape the white policeman, drop the Glock 17, and escort Nico to the west!"

The first reaction of the exiles was that the folk art of the Ming Empire was pretty good, and after seeing Weirding's unattractive face, he hurriedly made amends: "Singing is very good, don't sing it next time."

In addition, because Li Lin's trash talk is so powerful, it is easy for people to gradually become addicted to it and lose track of time if they are not careful.

If you keep talking and laughing like this, I'm afraid they will still be laughing when the liquidator and the reshaping hand come to the door.

She forced the conversation to the right track: "So you want to defend the Foundation?"

"Do not."

"Huh?" The exile looked at Wilding squarely.

Wearing a bowler hat and dressed like an old-fashioned British aristocrat, said: "I only defend myself."

"If you don't want to talk about the lord of the government, then I'm quite welcome."

"Please allow me to re-introduce myself. Among the positions they assigned to me, I am the person responsible for recording the time of the outside world, and the agent who records those eras that have disappeared."

Wilding said calmly: "This position is called Sichen, and my name is Wilding. The last era I experienced was the 60s of the twentieth century."

"I want to find the truth about the storm, my lost mother, and the original source of the disturbance."

"Including the mastermind behind the scenes?" The exile glanced at her, his eyes resting on her pupils for a moment.

"include."

Wilding replied: "And you are the first mystics and superhumans I have seen in this era."

Si Chen from the foundation suddenly turned his head and looked at the window with thick velvet curtains.

"This is Dr. Jannings' private residence, and the old butler is absolutely trustworthy," said the exile.

"I should have received assistance from the foundation immediately when I arrived in this era, but I didn't."

Vertin replied, "Not only that, but I also lost contact with the Foundation."

But her calm face didn't show a bit of frustration...of course, there was no joy, it looked like a calm sea.

"If I'm going to do some research, this is a good opportunity." Wilding said frankly.

In short, although she is the agent of the foundation, for some reason, she doesn't trust the foundation so much, and tries to investigate independently.

Due to the existence of the wave phenomenon, she is quite independent.

"In this era, I need your help." Wilding said.

After the exile finished listening, he twisted his waist and changed his posture on the sofa.

"Hmm...ah," said the exile, "then since you, the government man, come from the 60s..."

"Earther than that, I come from the very end of this history, the last day of [-] AD."

"Well, it's all the same." The exile didn't care about it, "Then have you heard of the liquidator and Defoe?"

"I'm sure the foundation doesn't keep files about them." Weilding shook his head after pondering for a while, "Are they targets related to you?"

"...?"

The exile looked up in surprise.She clearly remembered that the Remodeling Hand had information about Defoer and the Liquidator Organization, but the Foundation did not.

She reached out and stroked her hair: "Then, what about the silence technique?"

Hushery, also known as the science of silence, also known as aesthetics, necromancy and the faction of silence. Among the wisdom spread in the waking world, only Hushery is used by the liquidators.

Perhaps it was Xindan's extrajudicial favor that allowed liquidators who could not enter Mansu to use this technique.

"Yes." Vertin answered affirmatively.

"Are you looking for help? I will tell you that I am also looking for help." The exile smiled. "The government master who is familiar with history, the enemy I face is not much easier than you."

She briefly recounted Defoer's information, and Weirding still had no expression on his face.

It wasn't until the exile finished speaking that Wilding said, "Is there any more?"

"How much more do we need? My lord of the government." The exile narrowed his eyes and smiled like a crescent moon. "It's a pity that the Reshaping Hand didn't provide us with any help?"

"If that's the case." Weilding got up and reached out to the exile, "We are partners."

"From this moment until the end of this era, I will be your companion."

The exile stared blankly at Wilding, and suddenly there was a burst of citrus aroma in the air.

She held out her hand and shook it with Wilding.

"Then the old liquidator, now Snyder Greck, will help you in this day and age."

Both of them turned their eyes to Master Li who was eating Snyder's citrus by the side.

Li Lin wiped his hands, took another orange and peeled it off without changing his expression, and arranged the two oranges upright.

It looked like some oriental mysterious ritual.

"What are you doing?" The exile finally couldn't hold back Li Lin's abusive behavior, and asked.

"Calls a giant jet."

257 Why can't Apple do it?

The exiles expressed their indignation at Li Lin's waste of food.

"So what should we do now?" Li Lin slumped on the sofa in boredom, like a melted salted fish, "The three of us fighting the landlord?"

"Explore the city." The exile's suggestion was more serious. In fact, she did this every time she went to a city. "Wiltin, do you want to follow?"

"Alright."

Wilding agreed to the exile's proposal after a little thought. She also had no personal knowledge of this era. After cutting off the Foundation's supplies, she had to really go deep into this era until the tide came. .

"By the way, you can study that candle."

The exile stroked his hair in front of the mirror, and put on the old lady's suit again.

They crossed the huge territory from northern Austria, passed through the woodland and the border of the waking world, and came to Rostock in Germany, and the woodland did not disappear, but together with the gray cat, it became a a candle.

This made the quick-witted exile realize that if he could make full use of this candle, he would be able to make a series of showy operations dancing on the line of Defoer's fire.

It's not that the exiles naturally love to be unfilial sons, but the behavior of "provocation" meets one of the standards of resistance.

This mockery of the enemy is essentially an imitation of Si Chen Lionsmith, and the Lionsmith will naturally reward this behavior.

Wilding put his suitcase on the table.

From the outside, the appearance of the two suitcases is almost identical.

"different."

Wilding suitcases are bigger, stronger and more special.

This is the ark she used to sail in the waves. Not only can it isolate external influences, but it also has an independent climate day and night inside, and it can store things from the previous era without being washed away by the rainstorm.

In other words, it is equivalent to a mobile coffin.

It's just that people have finally been put in the coffin recently, but the restrictions are still very large.

"Only for occultists and extraordinary people, ordinary people will still be washed away."

Wilding explained, and then turned his attention to the exile's suitcase, which has very few functions in comparison.

"Is there a possibility that this technology has been handed down to your era? Yours is the first machine, and hers is the second machine?"

Li Lin played with a stalk that others couldn't understand, and urged Wilding: "You try to call it, and see if it will agree?"

"I read the novel about monkeys, monks, pigs and water monsters."

Wilding tidied up her cuffs slowly and fastened all the buttons meticulously. Li Lin noticed that there were four parallel-connected nixie tube clocks on her wrist.

Nixie tube is a transition product before LCD and LED digital tube display.

When it is powered on, the inert gas in the high-voltage breakdown tube causes the cathode to glow, so that the numbers can be displayed. Every time it lights up, it has an industrial and contemporary aesthetic, which is far beyond what ordinary clocks can match.

The era of nixie tube clocks ended too quickly, and this unique product of modern industry entering the millennium became the last twilight of the 20th century.

More importantly, this thing is very rare and expensive.