"There must be an effect if there is a cause."

Perhaps for the top reincarnators, this sentence can be heard as a joke. But for Kuang San...she almost hit her foot with a rock.

It was night, the temperature dropped in the desert, and even the fire element was not filling up, and a spiritual force came out again, looking for Tony.

Such days seem to have integrated into Kuangsan's life, and only by squandering her mental energy can she sleep peacefully.

The terrain of the desert is changeable, as usual, I want to sleep after I have nothing to gain.

One sheep... two sheep... Pleasant Goat...

"Woo~" Kuang San let out a mournful cry, for some reason, but with her state of mind, she couldn't stay here for half a month?

"The Red Queen, is she there?"

"Yes, master."

"When will the military find that guy Stark?"

"It depends on the group of capitalists."

Kuang's three eyes narrowed slightly, "How to say?"

The Red Queen said as a matter of course: "Although the directors of Stark Industries are working hard, more people don't seem to want to see Stark come back."

"Even Admiral Brooks' request to mobilize military satellites was rejected."

Kuang Sanban lay on the bed, "They are really courageous."

"Hee hee, American society is like this. Capital is paramount. Only those who own interests can benefit, and some are lunatics who get into it."

The beautiful willow eyebrows raised upwards, "You have not lost shares of Stark Industries recently, have you? According to the original process, how is Stark's iron man-made?"

"The design drawings have been memorized in his mind. With the help of cutting-edge equipment, 'Mark' will appear earlier. As for the stock... Hehehe, who made Umbrella need money?"

Kuang San rolled his eyes, "I don't want to stay here anymore, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course, as you wish."

The Red Queen's voice suddenly became mechanical, "Start to compete for the military satellite code-named 'Moon Eye', the estimated time...five seconds."

On the other side of the ocean, somewhere in the central control center of the Pentagon, many characters of unknown meaning suddenly flashed on the screen.

The technicians began to operate in a hurry. As time passed, everyone's faces became paler and cold sweat dripped down.

Even though the codes on the computer were flying around, they couldn't do anything about it.

Matisse quickly came indoors with dark circles under his eyes, and the constant scrolling codes on the central screen gave him a headache.

"What are you still doing? You have been attacked by hackers and you don't know how to fight back?"

Mattis roared angrily, but no one dared to refute, because he is the current Secretary of Defense and has amazing power.

Sitting in front of the computer, their minds were blank. They didn't even know how the opponent was attacking, so they could only mechanically tap the keyboard, constantly experimenting with the plan.

And Matisse's voice is still ringing, "Check it out for me, find out his address! I want to see who has such courage!"

Fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, but the employees felt miserable. They dare not say how awesome their abilities are, but with the help of cutting-edge technology, even the world's famous hacker organizations dare not confront them head-on.

Suddenly, white light shone on everyone's faces, and the staff who were typing on the keyboard were overjoyed. Anyway, they temporarily took back the control.

Mattis had a gloomy face, "How is it? Have you found their address?"

"Reporting to the officer, we are inquiring, and we have locked onto Intercontinental."

"Where is it?" Matisse's voice was brewing with murderous intent. One can imagine his mood after being woken up in the middle of the night with a slightly lower blood sugar.

"In...in Antarctica..."

"hat?"

"No no no...at...at the North Pole!"

"No, at the equator!"

Mattis had a gloomy face, and put his hands in front of him. Even if he was not proficient in computers, he knew,

The other party is playing with them.

"You bunch of idiots! What is the country raising you for?! Check it out for me! Find out their address for me! Labor and management are going to blow up their base with missiles!"

Although this sentence is full of anger, those who are familiar with Matisse will know that it is a "joke," and he is often irritated, but he can maintain rationality. This kind of character is also weird.

On the large central screen, the world map is constantly being marked, which means that the hackers' "address" is constantly being "found" by them.

Mattis narrowed his eyes slightly. This is no longer a provocation, but an insult! This is trampling on the dignity of a country!

Rubbing his temples and looking for a place to sit down, Mattis is already thinking about how he should explain to the president tomorrow?

Could it be that some hackers cracked the Pentagon's network firewall at will in order to show off their technology, and then swaggered away?

The position on the big screen kept changing, and Matisse folded his hands in front of his chest, his eyes flickering coldly.

"Where is this time?"

The person in charge was sweating profusely, "Minister, this time it's actually on the Ford aircraft carrier fleet."

"What about this time?"

"At the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean."

"In...the Pentagon."

"In the...white...White House."

"boom!"

Matisse's palm slapped on the table, and the coffee that had just been delivered was knocked to the ground.

The voice continued to rise, "That guy is here to keep teasing us?!"

"Leave him alone, check our system, and cut off the network if necessary."

"Including the regional network?" The person in charge was a little uncertain.

Mattis gave him a cold look, "Including the regional network."

"Yes! Sir!" The person in charge shuddered suddenly, and even gave Mattis a military salute!

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties on the left raised his head with a pale face, "Report...report."

Most of the eyes were on him, which made him more nervous, "Our 'Moon Eye' disappeared...disappeared..."

Goosebumps appeared on the back of the person in charge, and even Mattis no longer showed any expression on his face.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that Matisse is really angry this time.

Without him needing to say anything, the person in charge hastily shouted, "Look for it! Find it for me! I can't find it, I can't find 'Moon Eye', and none of you want to get off work!"

No one in the central control room made a sound, only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard kept ringing, and the position on the big screen was constantly changing...

No one found the 'Moon Eye', not even a trace, it seemed to disappear straight away, as if it didn't exist in this world.

Even if other satellites are mobilized for close observation, they still haven't been found.

Everyone knows that things are serious. A military satellite disappeared for no reason. Is it a joke made by aliens on the earth?

Regardless of whether it is a hacker or an alien, Mattis feels that it is better to let the president know about it as soon as possible.

"Sir...sir! Mooneye is back!"

"came back?!"

What a ghost!

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