Super Black Technology

Chapter 208 The World Trembles

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Twenty minutes later, there was a huge roar above Buckingham Palace.

Fighter planes came escorting the transport plane.

In an instant, the transport plane lowered its altitude, lowered the rope ladder, and two special forces soldiers and the British Foreign Secretary landed one after another. Then the transport plane lifted off and left the place.

Prime Minister Cameron and a group of senior officials greeted him quickly.

"Where's the box? Where's the metal box?"

Before it got close, Cameron was yelling loudly.

Hearing the call, the British Foreign Secretary, who had not had time to kick his breath, immediately greeted him and handed over the leather buckle in his arms to Mr. Prime Minister.

The leather buckle is a very tough alloy metal belt with a protrusion in the center, 15 cm long and 7 cm wide. The magic metal box is snapped onto it.

It has flashing red lights on the outside and a tiny display.

It seems to be used to provide fingerprint verification and password input.

As soon as he took the metal buckle, Cameron immediately pressed his thumb on the display.

At this moment, the cold electronic female voice suddenly sounded:

"Warning: T008 security program starts, please enter the correct password within 30 seconds, otherwise it will explode! Warning: T008 security program starts, please enter the correct password within 30 seconds, otherwise it will explode..."

In the cold warning tone, Prime Minister Cameron steadily entered the password he set. But with a "snap", the metal buckle opened.

The magical box broke free and was about to fall to the ground.

Cameron grabbed it.

To grasp it is to grasp the future of the British Empire; to grasp it is to grasp the glory of the British Empire.

Seeing this scene, all the senior officials applauded together.

I got it. After one day and costing hundreds of millions of dollars, I borrowed the "Endeavour" space shuttle from the United States and the two-man spaceship from the European Union, and now I finally got it.

"Ike, come here!"

Cameron suddenly turned his head and waved back.

Hearing the call, President Obama let go of the little guy's hand...

Ike ran towards Cameron, and Obama and the FBI quickly followed him. A group of high-ranking British officials immediately moved out of the way to let this prestigious little guy come over.

As soon as he ran to Cameron, Cameron quickly handed him the metal box.

"Quickly check for damage? Check carefully!"

Cameron's voice trembled a little, as if he was nervous. The same was true for the surrounding high-ranking officials. Everyone looked at the Pumpkin God with both surprise and expectation.

But see, Ike picked up the metal box and shook it vigorously. Seeing this action, everyone was shocked.

"Ike, what are you doing?"

"Ike, take it easy, take it easy!"

"Ouch, my little ancestor, don't shake it!"

Just then, suddenly!

Ike threw the metal box to the ground, jumped on it, and stomped hard...

"Oh, MYGOD!" "God!" "My God!"

Everyone was shocked.

Cameron stepped forward suddenly and hugged Ike. A number of high-ranking officials beside him quickly squatted down and picked up the metal box.

Everyone glared at Ike angrily.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do?"

"Let you check the box, what are you doing stepping on it?"

"God, the box won't be trampled by him!"

...

Everyone cursed Ike.

Hearing the scolding, Obama and the FBI rushed in.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do? Who told you to be cruel to our country's prodigy, and who gave you the right?!" Obama roared angrily.

The roar was deafening, and the audience fell into silence.

The senior officials were depressed and speechless.

Nima, I have worked so hard to get the box back, you still want to step on it? God, you're going to show up soon, and kill this damn guy!

He was horrible, really horrible.

At this moment, Dan heard a childish voice:

"Gentlemen, I checked just now, the box is not damaged, it is very hard!"

Obama: "..."

Cameron: "..."

Senior officials: "..."

Damn it, Mahler Gobi, did you check it like this? I didn’t know that I thought you had a deep hatred with it!

"It's really not broken? Did you step on it like this and didn't break it?"

Cameron put the little guy down, and asked him for confirmation casually and worriedly.

Hearing this, Ike smiled and said: "Of course it's not broken. My box is made of alloy for me by the pumpkin company. I stepped on it a few times to see if it was replaced. If it is broken, it will be broken." It's dropped!"

It turned out that it scared everyone to death.

Everyone looked at the little guy with aggrieved eyes.

At this time, Prime Minister Cameron waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, since it's not broken, let's make the landing button! After it's done, you have to install the big pumpkin so that the big pumpkin can be lowered."

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

Is this to complete all the functions of the metal box? 666, I will give 200 points for this wave, and I will also give the next time the pretense points.

Ike nodded and walked towards the palace.

Everyone followed closely.

In the palace, a lot of mechanical equipment has been placed in a room, and there are many special technicians and scientific researchers waiting here.

Although I heard from the little guy yesterday that only a screwdriver and copper wire are needed to make a landing button.

However, for the British government, they dare not be so careless, and they don't need Ike to act personally.

This terrifying Diablo God is still on the sidelines to guide, and the hands-on work is left to the 8th-level mechanic.

...

The palace servants cleared the way ahead and led everyone into this room after a while.

"Are you ready?"

Cameron asked loudly.

The researchers and super workers nodded in unison.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Cameron turned back and patted the little guy on the head, smiling and saying:

"Ike, go guide them! It's up to you, you can't be naughty this time!"

Ike blinked and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Sir, don't worry, I'm a child prodigy, and child prodigies are very good!"

When the sound fell, everyone's faces turned dark.

All child prodigies are very good? Nima, why haven't I heard of this statement? Besides, you are so obedient, because of your naughty, World War III almost broke out several times.

good? Be good, sister!

Ignoring everyone's silent complaints, Ike jumped up and ran up to guide the special technicians to transform the metal box.

"Pry this side open!"

"Yes, little prodigy!"

"Go find a joystick, like a game console!"

"OK, no problem!" A high-ranking official immediately went out to order the agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau to do things.

A few minutes later, the joystick was found. A child could be heard crying outside the door.

Goodness behold, that was England's youngest little prince crying.

Because the agent dismantled his game console.

"Where's the copper wire? Where's the thin iron rod?"

"it's here!"

"Turn them around 17 times, remember only 17 times, no more, no less!"