Chapter 392 Assigning Tasks

The homeless man who was about to steal something at the burger restaurant listened to the radio with the salesperson, and several robbers wearing black masks and holding rifles also sat with the bank staff to listen to the appalling news.

The truck driver parked in the middle of the road, the city was enveloped, and he no longer had to deliver goods.

Small shops have also closed down one after another, and no one will come to buy things today.

The teachers and students in the school, the doctors and patients in the hospital all fell silent, and several psychopaths were also gagged, leaving only Thea's voice in the sky above the city.

Thea left a few seconds for everyone to digest the information before continuing.

"The evil aliens have miscalculated! They underestimated the wisdom of our earthlings. A group of scientists and I are trying to figure out how to restore everyone and the city to their original state. As long as we give us a little time, everyone can return to normal!" West Ya's voice rose sharply from low to low, and the residents in the city were indeed aroused by her words. Although many people were skeptical, the original depressed mood finally returned to normal.

From the live broadcast room of Planet Daily, faint cheers could be heard from some places, and Thea smiled with satisfaction.

She laughed, and some people were extremely upset. Lex Luthor never thought that one day, he would be automatically assigned to "a group of scientists", thinking that he, Lex Luthor, the smartest person on earth, would be reduced to such a point! This made him grit his teeth with hatred, wishing to bite Thea's smiling face like a flower.

But no matter how much he hates it, scientific research can't explode, if it will, it will, if it doesn't, it won't! He tried his best to use his brain to study, so anxious that he lost a lot of hair, and he was just getting started on the road of atomization. If he wanted to catch up with Thea, who was researched by Ray Palmer, the most optimistic estimate would be to study it for a while. year.

So although Ray Palmer is a funny guy, he is also a funny guy with a high IQ. His intelligence is not as good as Luther's, but the gap is really not that big. Even the scientist of the 25th century, Reverse Lightning, praised the character, Luther thought. How is it possible to catch up with other people's research for more than ten years by cramming!

"Citizens, please remain calm. The law is still in place. The army and police have all taken to the streets. I have the authorization of the parliament to kill all the troublemakers on the spot. You only need to endure for two days and keep the city stable. I promise to send you back to the city. Back to Earth!"

Thea pulls the tiger's banner, where can she find the authorization from the parliament, but at this time, strict laws are really needed to protect the personal safety of most people, especially those in power in the house, without laws and rights, they Neither fart.

The old man Ryan mobilized the army privately, and he could be shot directly on the spot in peacetime, so he was worried at first. Seeing Thea taking the blame for the council again now, I feel a lot more balanced in an instant.

After the televised speech, Thea returned to reality, and she had to lead "a group of scientists" to study the problem of anti-atomization.

Thea brought Luther, who was concentrating on studying, back to reality with one sentence, "Mr. Luther, how many space suits do you have?"

ah? At this moment, Luther's mind was full of formulas and theorems, and he almost forgot what his last name was. It took him a long time to realize that he was calling himself.

He didn't expect to carry the space suits for what to do, but he still answered truthfully, "More than three hundred pieces."

Thea nodded, facing everyone's puzzled eyes, "The Quinn Group also has more than a hundred cases, and several departments in the city may have hundreds more."

Everyone still didn't understand why they said this in a proper way, but Luthor responded very quickly, "You mean the oxygen content in this spaceship is different from that on Earth?"

He really didn't pay attention to the oxygen problem. This is not to say how stupid Luther is and how smart Thea is, but that Luthor has always lived on the earth, and his inherent thinking has not switched to space combat. Thea is different. The walls have been killed back and forth,

She has the ability to survive in a vacuum, so she can naturally think of this question.

"That's right, what Mr. Luthor said is quite correct. We don't know where we are now, and Superman won't come to rescue us." Thea looked at the old man who had called for Superman to rescue him before.

"I don't think this spaceship will be too big. I don't know if the oxygen in the spaceship is suitable for our earthlings to survive. If everything goes well, there should not be too many people in the early recovery, and they must be combatants. Only in this way can we successfully capture this spaceship." spaceship."

At this moment, Luther realized that he had overlooked a lot of things, and took out some kind of instrument from his pocket to measure.

"You don't need to look it up, I've done the calculations. I don't know what kind of spatial knowledge this glass cover uses. It also absorbs the oxygen in our original city. Now we are all shrunk, and the oxygen consumption is also doubled. The oxygen in the glass cover It's enough for about ten days." Thea said slowly.

hateful! Luther did some calculations, and it was indeed as Thea said, he was completely speechless. He was one step too late now, and he didn't take Thea seriously at first, but now Thea's status in his heart is rising steadily , is no longer the dispensable heir to the nouveau riche group.

Ten days... This heavy word echoed in the hearts of everyone in the room.

"The task entrusted to you is to stabilize the city situation, search for scientists of various disciplines, and select combatants. I estimate that the ray launcher will be made within three days. At that time, we will first capture the spaceship and then talk about other things." The high-ranking official assigned the task, and then pulled old Ryan aside to talk.

Luther wanted to hear what they had to say, but was stopped directly by the old man's two fierce guards.

"Why?" The old man was puzzled.

"Do you know who the enemy we are facing is?" Thea asked.

Old General Ryan shook his head.

Thea wasn't going to play tricks on him either. "It's a highly evolved artificial intelligence. It destroyed countless planets. Superman's planet was destroyed by it."

At first, the old man seemed to be listening to a story, but when he heard the last sentence, his face changed drastically. He didn't understand what aliens fought in space, but the comparison of the strength of the enemy and the enemy is not difficult to guess, especially with the benchmark of Superman as the standard of strength.

The old man didn't know about the yellow sun. Combining the same appearance of Superman and the people on Earth, he automatically created a planet in his brain. There were 6 billion guys in blue tights and red capes on this planet. The shadow guy bulldozed straight away.

Fuck! How powerful is the enemy this time! I didn't believe it at first, but thinking of the other party stealing a city without anyone knowing it, a trick only heard of in fairy tales, the old man's legs shook like noodles, and he was so scared that he couldn't speak.

Thea didn't know the old man's association, otherwise she would have scoffed, six billion supermen? Where are you dreaming? With such a powerful force, if 6 billion supermen are killed, God will have to pack up and run away!