Chapter 736: thinking

Julio shook his head slowly, "When I found them, they were neatly placed in metal boxes on the ground, and the Foundation seemed to want to transport them all."
　　 Julio's message made everyone present frowned and wondered why the Foundation did this.
　　 "The foundation may be one option for collecting human bodies to use as a new experimental body." Charles concluded.
　　 "We are sitting here not to think about these trivial matters, but to think about how to defeat the Foundation. What can you do about this?"
　　 There was a momentary silence in the room. This is a difficult question. The strength of the Foundation is obvious to all. If Charles didn't want to use Fatan as a deterrent, they would not be sure to discuss countermeasures here.
There is too much difference in the strength of the two. If the human being in the Earth and Sea who has experienced two catastrophes is a baby with a wooden knife, then the Foundation is a brawny man who is heavily armed and holding a submachine gun. There is a difference between the two. too big.
　　 Time passed by every minute, and seeing that they still had no good choices, Charles, who was a little annoyed, knocked on the table with his steel fingers.
　　 "That's it for today. We must deal with the issue of currency reform that we discussed before, and we must cut off the influence of the Foundation on the Earth Sea economy."
"As for solving the problems of the foundation, let the many staff behind you think about it. I hope everyone finds a reasonable solution. You must know that compared to the iron bucket of the foundation, in their eyes, we are like showers leaking everywhere. Air leaks everywhere."
　　 After finishing speaking, Charles stood up while rubbing his sore neck, but before he could go outside, a person unexpectedly appeared in front of him.
　　 The creeping tentacles, the wet red robe, and the disgusting octopus head up and down, such a weird appearance, apart from the madman who believes in Fatan, there is no one else. It is Ocott, one of the bishops of Fatan.
　　 "Mr. Charles, the method you suddenly thought of is really good. In fact, we wanted to do it before, but you were ahead of it."
　　 Charles didn't want to listen even if he was complimenting himself. The voice with thick sputum in his mouth said nothing.
　　 "What are you doing? In this situation, you guys wouldn't be stupid enough to go to war with us?" Charles said with a very strong smell of gunpowder.
　　Ocott narrowed the octopus-like rampant pupils, "Hehe, of course not. We plan to participate in the future Earth Sea meetings. In front of the Foundation, our little conflict before is nothing."
"Humph!"
"Humph!"
　　 Other people present sneered at what he said. God knows that these guys stabbed a knife in the back when the Foundation shot.
　　 "Don't worry, everyone, before the Foundation is destroyed, I can swear to the noble and powerful, I will never do anything to you."
　　 Charles sighed a little depressed, he was too lazy to make these illusions with this guy, anyway, he was suffocating the relationship with each other, no matter how good it is, it can be better.
　　 "All right, what solution do you have for the Foundation? If not, you can go back."
　　 Hearing this question, the tentacles on Outko's chin swayed from side to side as he shook his head, "No, you can't think of any way to do it, of course we can't do it, I'm here to trade with you this time."
　　 "Deal? What do you want? Are you planning to let other seas open the trade blockade on the East China Sea?" Julio asked for a while.
"No, no, no, the East China Sea is very large, and we can be self-sufficient. I want to discuss other deals with you. Guys, there should be a lot of people called by the powerful people on your island, right? Let them go. Place it."
　　 Hearing this, Charles' brows frowned. This guy was talking about the lunatics in the mental hospital.
　　 Even if Futan didn't wake up, he just snorted for a few seconds, and the humans on the earth sea were so severely affected. It is hard to imagine what kind of extinction scene would be when he really woke up.
　　 "What do you want to buy those lunatics for?" Charles is now a little suspicious of this guy's motives.
　　 "No, they are not lunatics, they are our compatriots, we can give one million echoes to one person."
　　Speaking of this, Charles has no interest, no matter what these guys do, he does not intend to sell his islanders.
　　 Charles walked through the suspended sand, walked to the sunny balcony, looked at the lively streets in the distance and thought about his own affairs.
　　 The black wall covering the sky and the sun, the seven Ped standing on the sea, and the almost immortal copying ability of the GK Council. Wanting to deal with such a powerful enemy is really tiring.
　　 Just when he was thinking about it, the two small hands next to him stretched out and took Charles' arm. It was Shining.
　　 "Dad, don't worry, wait until I grow up a little bit, and then a little bit..." Shining tilted her head and leaned her head on his shoulder and muttered to herself.
　　 Charles stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently on Shining head. "Are you still helping your mother?"
　　 "Well, mom is chatting with Dawning One now. She wants to take advantage of this opportunity, and from its memory, to draw out the production process of Dawning One."
　　 Charles smiled, "The process of making Dawn No.1~EbookFREE.me~How does Dawn No.1 know itself. Is your mother short-circuited?"
　　 "The consciousness of Dawning No.1 itself comes from a living person. Maybe she wants to retrieve the memory of the person who formed Dawning No.1."
　　 "The memory of the past, it seems that your mother's strength has become a lot stronger." Charles thoughtfully.
　　 Shining looked at Charles's profile face covered with neck tattoos, "Dad, what is going on in your mind? Why can't we see what you are thinking."
"I don't know, it should be caused by the previous N8 memetic infection. Anna gave me a check on my personality, personality, and memory. There are enough troubles now. Since there is no problem with it, then just be it. Doesn't exist."
　　 The sea breeze with the smell of the sea came on her face and gently blew her gleaming hair. The moment she lifted her hair behind her ears like an elf, the few teenagers who were secretly peering in the distance were stunned.
　　 As Charles tapped his steel fingers on the balcony, the heads of the teenagers who stayed there were instantly twisted by the transparent tentacles to look elsewhere.
　　 He raised his prosthetic limb to the upper sunshade and used a spear hook that had not been used for a long time. The chain continued to retract and pulled Charles to the ceiling.
　　 The sea breeze blew the seeds and soil to the top of the ceiling, and some weeds had emerged from the bare top.
　　 Charles lay down, his back leaning against the weeds, looking at the cracks in the sun above.
　　 With all kinds of problems in his mind, he fell asleep without knowing it