As a world-renowned veteran scholar, Lord Russell has lived better in the catastrophe than ordinary people. Although he was hungry, experienced displaced and fearfulness, and was once on the verge of death, the rulers valued him very much. The worst time was that he was caught as a slave when he ran away not long ago.

In fact, the slave-catching people didn't want Russell, an old man who seemed useless. Russell himself said he was very important and was arrested. As a result, Old Harris, who caught up, even killed two subordinates in order to capture him.

Now Russell still maintains his arrogance. He advises his students not to serve cruel dictators and should follow him to the righteous leader of liberal democracy.

But more than a dozen men and women in the restaurant looked at each other. They had been working in Bell Labs before. No matter how the outside world changes, every ruler who occupied New Jersey did not treat them unfairly. They only learned about the outside world from various indirect news channels.

There are wars everywhere outside, people die every day outside, and chaos outside. Researchers in the laboratory are extremely afraid of the outside world, but what is outside the laboratory like? No one knows.

It was not until Bell's Laboratory was classified as the "Aurora Legion" and a large number of high-end researchers were packed and taken away with various research equipment, but Old Russell temporarily rebelled and fled, and his students knew what hell on earth was.

Dead people? How many people have seen dead people in the ivory tower? Those who were shot, starved to death, abused, and all dead people have come to life. The devastated world brings a huge psychological impact to people, which is even stronger than the moment when a nuclear bomb explodes.

Now I heard that Old Man Russell said he was leaving, and the students who had just had a stable meal were about to cry. They really didn't want to run around outside anymore. The world of insecurity was simply an abyss of despair.

But Old Russell doesn't think so, "We will find a suitable new home, and there will be a strong and just organization that needs us. We can start research again and devote ourselves to the scientific cause of mankind. We should look for a bright future."

The old man filled his stomach and spoke a little louder. His brief speech seemed enthusiastic, but..., there were few people. There were also many people eating with him in the passenger boat restaurant. Everyone looked at the old man like he was stupid, and at most he drooled at the rich food on the old man's plate.

And then with a clang, a plate fell across from Old Russell. Old Harris, with a pale face, sat down. He said in a sarcastic tone: "Mr. Russell, do you think you are more important than others? So you don't care about other people's lives or death."

"No! I don't mean that. I'm not targeting you. I know you just had to serve the tyrant. Actually, I should thank you for saving me, although I don't need it." Old Russell said firmly: "I just don't want to work for a cruel yellow-skinned monkey."

"The yellow-skinned monkey in your mouth saved many people. He was strong enough to protect hundreds of thousands of people to live a stable life. If you can't say that, everyone here had to do so. But what if you serve the tyrant? At least our legion commander is quite good to his own people.

You really should go and see how many people outside are trying their best to board the passenger ship to Havana. You really should go and experience the scene of hundreds of people collectively despair. The Legion values ​​your talents and is your luck."

After saying this, Old Harris picked up his plate and stood up and left. Russell was stunned for a few moments, but still shouted stubbornly: "I know you are trying to convince me that you are just for the bounty of ten thousand gold coins? You are just a tyrant's lackey, and I will not let you do what you want."

The atmosphere became tense and awkward. After eating the food on the plate, Old Man Russell urged his students to follow him quickly, "We must leave here immediately to avoid any changes."

A dozen students looked at me, and I looked at you. They hesitated for a long time before they stood up and got off the passenger ship again. Old Russell found Clooney again, first thanking the other party for the dinner, and then asking casually: "Arrang to us the car, driver, and guard, we are leaving."

Clooney smiled thornyly, "Dear Mr. Russell, I am happy to serve you. But cars, drivers, and guards are all legion property and can only serve legion personnel.

And you refuse to join us, so we can at most provide you with a dinner out of humanitarianism, and you need to solve the others yourself."

"Hmph..., I knew you wouldn't let me leave happily. But I still refused to serve a tyrant." Russell was proud and refused to surrender.

Clooney didn't care, but said softly: "It's okay, you are free. I can help you contact the Brotherhood in New York. Maybe they are willing to send someone to pick you up."

"Well, the New York Brotherhood is at least an orthodox American organization." Russell felt that he could accept the arrangement.

So the contact person went to contact him, and those who waited for the news could only stay at the port of Baltimore, standing stupidly. Russell and his dozen of his students were right next to the dock. The only scenery was watching groups of refugees rushing to the visa registration office just to get a ticket to Havana.

Less than 10% of the people who could get the tickets were extremely chaotic, with some begging, some cursing, and some crying.

There is no killing or blood, there is only cold rejection here. Looking at the desperate shouts of many people after being rejected, it will make people shudder.

"What should I do? Can anyone help me?"

"It took me half a month to exhaust all my energy to come here, why not let me get on the boat?"

"Are you going to watch us die here? For God's sake, can you have some compassion? Even if you don't let me get on board, at least let my children get on board?"

Every cry is heartbreaking. Some people are mentally broken and jumped into the sea after being rejected, but no one goes to save them. Only after they drowned will a guard catch the body.

This cruel and ruthless scene was simply the most terrifying nightmare. Russell's students all turned pale, their bodies shaking, and their foreheads were sweating. One of the students could not stand this scene, so they cried and turned around and ran towards the passenger ship.

"Let me get on the boat, let me get on the boat immediately. I am a+ level person. I am willing to swear allegiance to the leader of the Hugo Legion. Please let me leave here, I really can't stand it." The student almost cried and expressed his desire to surrender.

He was said to be a student, but in fact he was all postdoctoral fellow in his forties, and he immediately received the best treatment. In order to appease the other party, Clooney even reminded him that in addition to his own family, he could also select some people from refugees as followers to satisfy his psychology of saving the world.

With such a role model, Russell's other students were immediately shaken. Who would still want to follow the stubborn old man to blow the wind on the dock? Hurry up and take the whole family on the boat!

In the end, more than a dozen students scattered, leaving Russell alone standing by the dock in a daze. But the old man still refused to bow his head and muttered: "Okay, I understand these poor children. They were all frightened by the psychological tactics imposed by the tyrant. Alas..., let them go!"

Old Russell could only continue to wait, wait and wait. Finally, he couldn't stand it until late at night, so he could only go to find Clooney again. But the Minister had already rested, and the old Harris on duty was received.

"Why didn't the New York Brotherhood send me someone to pick me up?"

"Oh..., they refused five hours ago. Because according to the agreement between the Aurora Legion and the New York Brotherhood, the personnel and equipment of the Bell Laboratory were owned by the Legion, and they did not want to break the agreement and create unnecessary misunderstandings."

The aircraft carrier "JFK" is still floating on the sea, but it is not very good to misunderstand it.

Russell was stunned and shouted in anger: "Since there is news, why don't you notify me? You just let me wait for five hours at night, a man who is almost seventy years old!"

Old Harris sneered and said lazily: "You are not from our Legion, why should I notify you?"

Finally..., in the end, he was cold and hungry, lost all his students, and his value was greatly reduced, and he could only accept his fate and board the ship.

When he saw his students again, he shrugged awkwardly and said, "I just saw that the refugees on the dock are so pitiful. I reached some agreement with the Aurora Legion. In order to save them, I defected to the tyrant.

And I feel that as a team, if you do not have my experience and guidance, you are afraid that you will not be able to display your talents in the legion. And if a professor, I, cannot continue to work in scientific research without a suitable assistant.

I admit that I have some knots about the work of the Aurora Legion. I am dedicated to America, but no one in America cares about me. I apologize for my wrong words before. So..., I had to board the ship as well."
Chapter completed!