After Wei Keng came in, he was not in a hurry to deal with the "acquaintances" from the old era, but instead took a tour of this rich area.

Before the Great Destruction, this place should have been a high-end medical room filled with the smell of hospital disinfectant, but now it is filled with a smell mixed with sourness and essence. There are no bacteria and viruses growing in Pandora Field, so there are no health maintenance issues here.

It affects the survivors here who are struggling to survive.

Wei Keng looked at the nameplate and tried to read it in a foreign language he was not good at: "What's wrong with Borg? Brother Chuck, Brother Zucker. Oh~"

Finally, Wei Keng determined that this was the "oligarch" from modern times.

Mr. Wei raised his head and looked at this ancient giant with a face that was almost round and ball-shaped. He smiled.

Two hundred years ago, these people had material wealth far beyond that of ordinary people.

They have planes to travel, their food can cost tens of thousands of dollars to buy, and for their private lives, they can recruit popular models from their villas. For medical treatment, they use golden medicines that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars a test tube. Ordinary people can only enter prestigious schools with all their efforts.

Then he handed over the title of Emeritus Professor.

But as the times completed the transition, the once glorious scenery became ugly and ridiculous.

The people in the vat cannot speak spiritual language, but after Wei Keng opens the spiritual information field, he can also directly talk to these vat people from the old era.

Wei Keng: "I'm here to send you on your way."

The survivor in the vat: "Are you a representative of the power of the East? You know, I like Eastern culture very much."

Wei Keng responded sarcastically: "Okay, let's not talk about the empty words of hundreds of years ago. If you make money, you will like Eastern culture. If you don't make money, you will 'resolutely maintain independent values ​​​​and safeguard the freedom of speech.' Me too

Those who have memories of recent times know what you are doing." As an old troublemaker, I will not be fooled.

Cylinder Stealer: "Oh, let's talk about a deal? How about it? There is a lot of old-era technological information preserved in this base. Only the key can open it, and I can provide it for you~"

Wei Keng clasped his fingers, sighed leisurely, and said: "The technology of the old era is not important, and you are not important, but it is important to judge you! After human civilization fell into a deep sleep, all the things you did,

Today has to come to an end."

When the survivor in the tank saw that the chips were fruitless, he sarcastically said: "You want to judge me. You came here secretly to judge me."

Wei Keng put his index finger on his lips: "Shh, don't yell. As the consciousness of the past era, I am not qualified to judge contemporary humans, but I am absolutely qualified to take revenge on you. Great entrepreneur! Freedom!

Financial tycoons, and heroes of the times who can influence politicians in various countries, don’t you think so? In the past, you blocked your accounts, but now?” Wei Keng also responded to the sarcasm.

~

At this time, the alarm bell rang, and the defenders who had been calling for the life stealer in the tank that had just begun arrived.

However, just as these defenders approached the gate, Wei Keng's spiritual language warned leisurely: "Stop!" This sound directly blasted into the mind, shocking the superstitious people.

The defenders looked at the sacred column where their heroic spirits were, and the person (Wei Keng) who had arrived here with a halo, and they all began to lower their heads, and put their palms on their faces like open books.

Seeing such a ritual and its origin, Wei Keng was stunned for a moment, then turned to the "stealer" in the cylinder and added: "It's a very low-level ritual."

Wei Keng raised the mechanical device on his arm, and the chlorinated organic radiation emitted caused the guy in the cylinder to think in a state of super oxidation, as if he was high on a powder, feeling high, and finally ended in rapid arterial twitching.

~

A few minutes later, Wei Keng came to the other twenty-eight cylinders and followed the same procedure.

Half an hour later, Wei Keng walked out of the temple and on the marble steps of the Athens temple looked at the arriving sacrifices and the armored and heavily armed tyrant.

Facing these nervous religious priests, Wei Keng said leisurely: "Don't worry, I only eliminate the mistakes of my time. As for you, it is not within the scope of my current mission."
Chapter completed!