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Chapter 14 Strategic Blackmail

Immediately afterwards, thinking of the prince's previous unreliable scenes and even dipped his pants on the spot, this trace of suspicion in Jia Yiwei's heart turned into inexplicable ecstasy.

This guy... won't want to make a big splash again, right?

"Where is Chairman Zhou Chengfeng?" Jia Yiwei asked.

"Ask him what he is doing? Is he the crown prince or I am the crown prince!"

Zhang Ran showed a hint of anger on his face, and his skin shook twice.

A staff officer whispered in Jia Yiwei's ear: "First of all, according to our spy report, Director Zhou seemed to have been arrested by the royal army."

"What? Arrested."

Jia Yiwei's body trembled and he clenched his fists tightly. It was almost confirmed that the brain-dead crown prince was starting to do brain-dead things again!

Director Zhou is considered the pillar of the royal family.

Was arrested?

However, what does it have to do with him, Jia Yiwei?

The constitutional monarchy system has been around for hundreds of years, and the royal family has long been just a mascot, but it has only revived after the end of the past decade.

Isn’t the royal family gradually declined because there are too many second generations of cerebral palsy?

Several soldiers moved out of the train a chair.

Zhang Ran sat on the chair, put on his sunglasses again, and began to shake his legs impatiently, like a kind of uncultured second-rate man.

He shouted: "I don't care if you want to escape, but advanced machines and other small universes must stay!"

"I don't want that five thousand quota. Whoever you want can exchange the machine for me."

"Your Highness, what machine do you want? I want a survival quota." The other listeners were moved when they heard the survival quota and rushed to grab the five thousand survival quota in Zhang Ran's hands.

Without enough talents, high-end machines are actually... useless.

Jia Yiwei couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he couldn't stop this kind of exchange of interests, otherwise he would become the target of public criticism.

"The royal family originally had 50,000 places. Your largest consortiums must first compensate me for the benefits of 45,000 places. Otherwise, there will be no talks!"

"One person changes to another machine!" Zhang Ran said loudly, "Just as high-end ones!"

"By the way, the extra small universe can also exchange places."

"I have one here." An old man clapped his hands and two soldiers carried a large glass box.

This small universe is very small, about the size of a basketball, and it is quietly suspended in the middle of a glass box.

As a special three-dimensional fragment generated after the universe is broken, it looks like a soap bubble, colorful, and from a certain angle it is black, like a black hole.

The space inside is 20 cubic meters, but because the warping point is too small, it is impossible to install people inside. The warping point means the structural point that can enter and exit the small universe.

"200 people." Zhang Ran glanced at the floating ball.

He was actually a little curious about whether the small universe is related to his subspace.

"300…300 people." The old man bargained.

Lin Qiuyue said on the side: "It's not possible to live in people, so it's only the purpose of research."

"Why is it useless? It's very research-worthy!"

The physical rules of each small universe have slight changes, which leads to very few small universes that can live in people.

Zhang Ran said impatiently: "Then let's have 250 people, don't pull them down."

"make a deal!"

"Baribaba Consortium, Alpha Industries, Luochai Consortium, you have swallowed so many places, don't you give me the extra universe? Do you want me to die?"

These companies have discussed for a while and since they have the largest small universe "Eden", it's better not to have it.

"Forget it, give it to him. The biggest little universe is already in our hands. It doesn't matter to give him some."

“We have some on hand.”

"Give him now, we don't have much time."

"The trains are lined up outside."

Their parties did swallow a large number of places from the royal family and they would always get some blood.

A total of 11 small universes were collected, 9 of which were very small and could not be lived in. One of them had about 10-story building space.

The last space of about 2,000 cubic kilometers is considered a very large universe, and it is the highest compensation given by these consortiums.

Of course, it is incomparable to the sub-space owned by Zhang Ran.

Next, a large number of powerful people rushed to trade with Zhang Ran. Xiaoyun and others did not, but there were so many high-end machines.

There are many machines that are too big and it is troublesome to disassemble, so it is better to sell them directly.

There are also some that require huge amounts of energy to operate, such as lithography machines. A machine can consume energy from hundreds of thousands of people. After leaving the earth, there is no such much energy for squandering.

Jia Yiwei became more and more confused.

He began to really doubt whether the predictor was wrong.

With such a big action, the prince will really have cerebral palsy to give up the opportunity to survive. Will he believe in science?

Although the prince is a playboy, he is not a fool.

Moreover, the personality performance is also different in normal times.

This gave him a very strange premonition.

A staff officer whispered: "Grand of the Lord Jia, it is impossible to predict it! Simonson, the foresee, predicted it 6 times in total. The first was to dream of the universe breaking, the second was the sun disappearing, the third was the global storm, the fourth was the earthquake at the ninth shelter, and the fifth was the epidemic plague. There was never a mistake!"

"Now is the sixth time... the earth fell into the high chronological point, and everyone who stayed on the earth died."

“The probability of mistake is extremely low.”

"What's more, we also have professors who are proficient in the theory of high-dimensional membranes in the universe. They believe that this theoretical system is not mature and many parameters are inaccurate, so the original calculation results have a huge error."

Another staff officer suddenly said: "The royal family gathered a group of experts and entered the Academy of Sciences."

"Then we sent troops to block the Academy of Sciences, and we didn't know what we were doing. We couldn't find out the news at all."

Jia Yiwei frowned tightly, and he could not think of a reason to give up the opportunity to survive.

Unreasonable...

"Then what are the reasons you said? Is he so stupid? Or is he really being fooled by scientists?"

"Scientists, are they so confident?"

These people were silent.

Unless the earth really has ten years of life, there will be a slight chance of turning the tables, there is only one result to stay here - death!

"Prime Minister, we will leave the earth in two days. He is willing to stay here, so let him keep it. It is better to have less than more things."

"As long as we successfully escape, no matter how alive he is? No matter whether he can turn the tables?"

Jia Yiwei sighed: "You ask the central refuge to pay attention to the movements of the royal family at all times and report the news immediately."

"Then we will buy a few more survival places...there are no use machines, so we will sell them directly."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!
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