The Great Genetic Era

Xinde Road.

The capital of the Indian Union District of this era is located.

As the Minister of Information and Communications of the Genetics Committee of the Indian Union, Jiwari came to the office early in the morning and was very happy.

As soon as I sat down, the beautiful secretary brought today's refreshments with a scent.

When people are old, it is always a pleasure to see beautiful things.

Traditionally, Jivari would enjoy refreshments before starting the day's work.

However, before Jivari could start enjoying his refreshments, suddenly his personal communication device rang.

There is a call coming in.

Jivari frowned slightly, disliking the way the rhythm of life was disrupted.

However, the people who can call into his personal communication device, in most cases, have his social status.

Although it is a relatively unfamiliar phone number, it still has to wait.

"The Minister of Information and Communications of the Genetics Committee of the Indian Union, Jivari?" The moment the phone was connected, there was a series of very rude inquiries on the opposite side.

Jivari wanted to hang up the phone directly, but years of experience made him listen patiently.

The other party knew his identity and dared to be so rude, maybe there would be something to rely on.

"I'm."

"Oh, I'm He Yunfeng."

"He Yunfeng?"

Jivari frowned, the name he had never heard of.

He wants to get angry. As the Minister of Information and Communications, his personal communication equipment can be attacked by such people, that is a shame for the Ministry of Information and Communications!

"Oh, my name, you may not have heard it before. I have a nickname called He Wanjian."

"He Wanjian?"

Jivari frowned. He was very familiar with this name and had heard it many times, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

seems very amazing.

"I don't know what you have to do with me?"

"He Yunfeng, He Wanjian, check it out." Jivari handwritten a line and handed it to the beautiful secretary.

When the beautiful secretary saw it, she searched the special database at the fastest speed, and then stayed for a while.

He quickly handed the information he found out to Jivari.

"It's like this, the Xinta Communication Company under the Genetic Committee of your Indian Union, three satellites were invaded and out of control, and then someone took the opportunity to monitor my disciple and grandson, and ambushed him.

What do you mean by this? On the phone, He Yunfeng's voice was full of questioning, just like Jiwari's tone when he yelled at his subordinates, and Ringwari was very uncomfortable.

Just when Jivari was about to get angry, he suddenly saw the information about He Yunfeng that the beautiful secretary handed to him.

Gene transmutation, quasi-planetary powerhouse, genetic miracle, the only student of Ji Guoliang and Ji Qianli......

When the line of keywords appeared in front of Jivari, Jivari felt nervous, and immediately sat up straight, while his head was spinning at a high speed, Jivari thought about it.

The three satellites of Xinta Communication Company got out of control,

He knows.

As the Imprint Communications Minister of the Gene Committee of the Imprint, he knows the details.

It's not surprising to be invaded, but out of control, there is a problem.

The most important thing is that he knew that this was out of control, because the backdoor codes of the three commercial satellites were handed over to a high-level deputy director of the genetic committee of the Indian Union Region with his tacit approval.

Jivari realized the trouble right away.

"This... Mr. He, we are currently investigating this matter thoroughly, and we will give you a detailed result when we find out.

Also, your disciple and grandson don't know what's going on, is he injured? "As a politician, Jiwari began to explore He Yunfeng's bottom line while he was full of promises of no money.

However, He Yunfeng's reaction was completely beyond Jivari's expectations.

"Jivari, I'm not calling you to ask about the result. I just want to inform you, don't mess with our genetic miracle people. If you mess with it, you will have to pay the price." He Yunfeng said suddenly.

"Mr. He, what do you mean?" Jivari asked cautiously.

"I mean, you'll know right away.

By the way, let me tell you at last, I am a person who likes to double.

If something like this happens again, I will explode the number of your satellites and it will double again.

Of course, if you have enough satellites, I didn't say it.

By the way, remember to explain this to me, or I will chase three more! "

After speaking, He Yunfeng hung up the phone directly.

"Poke the satellite, what are you going to do, Mr. He? If you have something to do, let's discuss it..."

The beeps on the phone made Jivari frown.

"Poke hygiene?"

Doubtful, Jivari felt that he couldn't take it lightly, and hurriedly explained to the beautiful secretary, "Give me the security affairs outside the ground..."

At this moment, there was an eager knock on the door. This impolite knock made Ji Wanli's mood even worse.

Then came Talma, president of Xinta Communications, a subsidiary of the Indian Union Regional Gene Committee.

Talma, who came in, was pale and anxious.

"Minister, something happened."

"Something happened?" Jivari's expression changed.

"Our company's six commercial satellites were attacked and exploded!"

"what?"

Jivari stood up abruptly.

"you sure?"

"Minister, this is the last picture sent back before the six satellites lost contact. Also, this is an abnormal picture taken by a nearby satellite."

Talma, the president of New Tower Communications, had tears in his voice.

Jivari hurriedly took it and looked at it.

In the six pictures in a row, each picture is a silver light passing through a satellite, and the fire bursts out.

After zooming in and analyzing the Dingqing freeze frame, all I saw was a silver flying sword!

Feijian burst star!

Then, Jivari looked at the last picture.

It is an abnormal picture taken by a nearby satellite.

When a group of Guanghua flew close to the satellites at a distance of about 100 kilometers, the silver light flew out.

In just thirty seconds, the silver light from the flying sword exploded six satellites of Xinta Communication Company.

In an instant, Jivari understood.

He Yunfeng.

He Wanjian!

He Wanjian must have done it.

He had already said it just now, poking their satellites.

There are even warnings to double that.

Looking at this picture, Jivari slowly sat back on the chair with an ugly face!

This responsibility is too great.

Seeing the minister froze, Talma, president of Xinta Communication Company, became anxious, "Minister, you are talking, what's the matter.

The backdoor code at the beginning, but you asked me for it. "

Jiwari glanced at Talma coldly, "It was Nilab, the deputy director of the genetic committee of our Indian Union region, who asked me for it.

Do you want to ask him? "

Talma shuddered suddenly. Nilab, the deputy director of the genetic committee of the Indian Union, is the number two person in their Indian Union. How dare he ask.

Even if you have the guts to ask, you can't see it.

"Minister, what are we going to do about this, there are six satellites! Who dares to maliciously damage our satellites, or should we notify the Ministry of Extraterrestrial Affairs?" Talma was anxious.

The cost of a commercial satellite starts at 200 million.

In comparison, the launch cost of more than 10 million is nothing.

Six satellites were destroyed, which is a loss of up to 1.5 billion.

At the same time, these satellites, after being destroyed, are still floating in the orbital area held by their Indian Union.

The cost of cleaning up these space junk later is also very expensive!

Twenty billion!

At least two billion losses!

This is not his responsibility as the president of a new tower communication company.

If there is no strong intervention, including the subsequent derivative losses caused by the subsequent impact of the six satellites, commercial compensation, etc., their Xinta Communication Company can now declare bankruptcy.

And he always planted... .

"You go back first, and I'll get in touch with you later and tell you what to do." Jivari, who fell into the chair, said slowly.

"minister!"

Tarma was about to cry in a hurry, and he wanted to say something, but was stared back by Jivari's eyes, so he could only leave first.

A few minutes later, Jiwari used the encrypted channel to call Nilab, the deputy director of the genetic committee of the Indian Union region.

The voice on the phone was a little dull.

Fifteen minutes later, Li Jin, director of the Hua-Asia Region Genetic Committee, who was far away in the Lion City, the capital of the Singapore-Malaysia region, received a call from Nilab, the deputy director of the Indian Union Regional Genetic Committee.

"Old friend, if you tell me, you will use our satellite to deal with the students of Ji Qianli and He Wanjian.

I will definitely not borrow satellite permissions.

Now, our six satellites have been destroyed by that lunatic He Wanjian, what do you think? "

"This lunatic dares to destroy the satellite, does he really think that the Blue Star Gene Committee is a decoration?"

"There is no evidence, and the satellite images can't be seen clearly." Nilab's voice was full of helplessness.

Li Jin frowned, "Then how did you know?"

"He Wanjian called to threaten my Minister of Information and Communications."

"Okay, sorry, I didn't expect this He Wanjian to be so daring to destroy the satellite with just a little speculation.

I will compensate you. "Li Jin agreed very happily.

For them, there are too many ways to compensate.

"By the way, He Wanjian still needs an explanation! I mean, if you can kill He Wanjian outside the ground.

I like this account better! ' said Nilab.

Hearing this, Li Jin laughed, "I also have this intention. If there is a chance, we will work together."

"No problem, of course, we have to add a few more targets!" Nerub's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became gloomy.

"In recent years, these quasi-planetary and planetary-level practitioners have become more and more restless.

If there is a chance, we still have to give them a very shocking warning!

Even if they are quasi-planetary or even planetary-level cultivation, so what? Bluestar, extraterrestrial, still obeys our will! "

"I think so!"

Li Jin's voice suddenly became serious on the phone, "I think we need to plan carefully.

Give them a chance and show our will again! "

"It seems that we have to call a few more people to chat with us!" Nilab's voice was already full of ease and a smile.

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