Chapter 949: 547 Making a Deal

"Risking Death to Reveal the Secret: Why Did Prince Andre Bomb the Wang Gong?"

"Prince Andre Wants to Completely Control All Citizens Through New Technology!"

"The Broadcast is True! All Royal Family Members Have Been Killed!"

"Shocking! Prince Andre Actually Did This to His Own Kin!"

Looking at the shocking headlines posted outside the newsstand on the side of the road, the citizens who were originally suspicious were instantly completely boiling.

The content of that broadcast was actually all true; Prince Andre had actually betrayed the country!

Standing directly on the side of the road, after reading "Risking Death to Reveal the Secret... Bomb the Wang Gong?" in one glance, a citizen with thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and a scholarly appearance couldn't help but fall into shock.

In order to cover up the facts, Prince Andre not only sent troops to attack Princess Feiliya and had the broadcast building blown up, but even directly attacked the palace!

If it were just text reports, it might be hard to believe, but looking at the photos of the mechanical legion marching toward the palace that took up more than half of the newspaper, the scholarly citizen completely broke down, subconsciously reaching out to adjust his glasses, murmuring with eyes full of shock:

"This... this is too crazy. Prince Andre... how could he do this?"

"Heh, the truly crazy part is yet to come!"

Hearing the scholarly citizen's murmuring, another middle-aged man standing on the side of the road reading the newspaper glanced at the headline of the newspaper in his hand, couldn't help but sneer, then handed the newspaper in his hand over, pointing to the six-shot picture on it and said:

"You look at this! This is the truly crazy one!"

"?"

After glancing at the middle-aged man who suddenly spoke, the scholarly citizen took the newspaper somewhat dully, looked at the headline picture pointed to by the middle-aged man, and then his two eyes widened fiercely.

On the six dark-colored large pictures, there were the back of the heads of six different men of different sizes, and the only common point of these six backs of heads was that each had a metal mechanical "spider" lying on it.

And the six legs of these six mechanical spiders, like six sharp chisels, directly broke through the thin layer of skin and flesh on the back of the six heads, the sharp tips even faintly chiseling into the skull, as if they were sucking something, stuck dead on it.

After hurriedly scanning the content of the report, the scholarly citizen said with trembling lips:

"This is... the means to control others' thoughts mentioned in the broadcast? Research Area No. 1 really developed technology to turn people into puppets?"

"Otherwise?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and answered with a face full of wariness:

"Didn't you see the photos are out? Can this still be fake?"

"Maybe... maybe they are all staged?"

Seemingly unable to accept such a crazy reality, the scholarly glasses-wearing man couldn't help but make an assumption:

"I see these people have passed out. What if these mechanical spiders were installed by them later to frame Prince Andre? It's not like there's no such possibility, right?"

"Tsk... are you trying to be a contrarian here?"

Facing the glasses-wearing man's assumption, the middle-aged man couldn't help but curse loudly, then pulled another newspaper and stuffed it into his hand, shouting fiercely:

"Those just now might be staged, then you look at whether this one is staged!"

Startled by the middle-aged man's loud voice, the glasses-wearing man subconsciously shrank his neck, then took the somewhat crumpled newspaper, opened it carefully, and then...

"Hiss!!!"

The moment he saw the header image, a cold current shot directly from the glasses-wearing man's tailbone, rushing up his spine all the way to the crown of his head, making his scalp tingle uncontrollably. He drew a sharp breath involuntarily, and with a tremble of his hand, he tore a large hole in the newspaper.

"Hey, you!"

After glaring at the glasses-wearing man, the middle-aged man said with dissatisfaction:

"I just lent it to you to take a look, how did you tear my newspaper? You have to pay me for a new one!"

However, at this time, the glasses-wearing man could no longer hear what the middle-aged man was saying. His gaze crossed the thick glasses like the bottom of a bottle and locked dead on the headline picture of this newspaper.

The location where the photo was taken seemed to be a somewhat dim hall. More than a hundred people with numb and stiff expressions were under the cold blue light, with the upper half of their skulls open, revealing pink-purple brains full of grooves, their eyes staring fixedly at the lens.

The person responsible for taking the photos didn't know if their technique was not very good, or if they were scared by these people with "open skulls," but not only was the lens tilted, but even the faces of most people were shot somewhat blurred.

But this flaw in shooting technique just happened to blur the faces of the vast majority of "skull people," leaving only those dead, cold, indifferent, human-like yet non-human eyes.

And in the center of this group of awe-inspiring skull people, the person sitting on the throne with a hunched back, exposing his empty skull forward, was King Fei En, who had appeared at the celebration a few months ago and smiled to pay tribute to the citizens of the Kroke Kingdom!

This... this... this...

Facing this terrifying photo with explosive impact, and the fact behind the photo that was ten times or a hundred times more terrifying, the glasses-wearing man couldn't help but turn pale, and suddenly screamed uncontrollably.

"Ah!!"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The glasses-wearing man's scream was really too abrupt, not only scaring the middle-aged man into covering his heart and complaining, but even Leon, who was flipping through the newspaper nearby, was startled, almost tearing the newspaper on the stall.

Looks like the effect is not bad.

After glancing at the glasses-wearing man's expression, Leon couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, then got up and left the newsstand, walking into the flow of people on the street.

After these newspapers are all sent out, the final interference item can be considered eliminated.

Before this, with the help of Atifi 00's Soul Encoding technology, Prince Andre still had the possibility of controlling other legion commanders and pulling out another army. Besides dealing with the Scorpio Director, I also had to guard against legions that might be mobilized.

But after these newspapers were spread out, in order not to become someone else's puppet, the military officers of the remaining troops of the Kroke Kingdom would definitely not allow Prince Andre's messengers to approach them again. Besides the Scorpio Director, he would have no other cards to play.

And after eliminating all "interference items" as much as possible, as long as I make the final preparations, I can try to take action against Research Area No. 1.

Recalling the information about the Scorpio Director in his mind, Leon, who had arrived at his destination, left the crowd, walked to the green belt on the side of the street, squatted down and searched in the bushes for a while, took out a milky white flower, and flicked the flower stem twice with his fingers.

Immediately after, the emerald-eyed girl with her eyes closed tightly was thrown out from the flower stamen and fell into the green belt with a *thump*.

"Wake up."

After reaching out and patting Feiliya's smooth face, waking her up from her coma, amidst the emerald-eyed girl's blank expression, Leon proposed seriously:

"Let's make a deal. I can save your life, and then you call me 'Dad'. How about it?"

"Ah?" ===== CHAPTER 950 =====