"Tang, I don't have that much time. You have to know that there are as many detection satellites over Antarctica as there are hairs on a cow. Once detected by other organizations' detection satellites, all my hard work will be in vain!"

There was urgency in Charles Wieland's hoarse voice.

It is certainly an exaggeration to say that the importance of a complete alien spacecraft could trigger World War III.

But some big countries and organizations don't mind starting a small-scale local conflict in Antarctica for it.

The scientific and technological content of an alien spacecraft is enough to improve the country's scientific and technological level for decades.

In the face of interests, even if the Shield Brotherhood comes forward, it may not be able to control the situation. Wakanda is a lesson learned from the past.

"Tang, is there any way!?"

laugh!

The mask of the exoskeleton mecha emitted a stream of white air, and the mask separated from the mecha's helmet, revealing the tired, wrinkled old face of Charles Wilander.

"I have no choice but to take away this spaceship, but it shouldn't be difficult to get inside the cabin!"

Tang Song waved his cane, and the animal head of the cane and two sword balls as eye decorations flew out.

The two sword pills flickered in mid-air, turning into two dazzling white lights.

tsk tsk

Two white lights circled around the iron chain binding the Alien Queen, clanking, and the two arm-thick iron chains were suddenly split into two.

With a bang, one side of the metal coffin that trapped the Alien Queen lost its support and hit the ground heavily.

The metal coffin smashed a large pit into the entire ground. Hearing the hissing sound in the pit, several mercenaries who were close took two steps back.

Fortunately, it seemed that the quality of the iron coffin was pretty good. I could only hear the roar of the alien in the pit, but I didn't see it crawling out. It was obviously still trapped in the iron coffin.

"Don?"

Charles Weiland looked at Tang Song with some confusion, obviously not understanding his intention.

"Do you want to use your white light to split this spaceship?"

"Mr. Wilander, this alien spacecraft is capable of interstellar navigation and has experienced various space radiations. The harsh environment in the universe is beyond our imagination.

What do you think of its hardness?

Not mentioning this outer protective shield, do you think this spacecraft has a defense system? If it is automatically activated after being attacked, the risk will be no less than the collapse of the pyramid!"

The Tang and Song dynasties rejected Charles Wieland's idea.

This old-school billionaire was extremely anxious, but he did not dare to get angry at Boss Tang like he did with his mercenaries.

He could only wait eagerly for Boss Tang to tell his solution.

"There are two aliens in the pyramid, find them and kill them!"

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, he simply beat his cane and gave orders instead of Charles Wieland.

Jacob glanced at his boss and got the nod from Charles Weiland.

He directly summoned a group of mercenaries and planned to go to the pyramid to clear out the two hidden raptor aliens.

………

Tsk! Tsk!

Two white lights flashed back and forth in the pit, and the screams of the alien queen were heard in the pit.

Charles Wieland was distracted for a while. He drove the exoskeleton mecha and moved the heavy metal prosthetic limbs, wandering back and forth around the hull of the spacecraft without giving up, trying to find a door into the spacecraft.

Tang and Song stood in the deep pit filled with smoke after being smashed out by the metal coffin, watching the two sword pills cut off the iron plate that trapped the alien queen like a beast.

The Alien Queen swung her tail in the pit and extended her head full of sharp teeth towards him.

As Tang Song pressed his palms, the Alien Queen obediently lay on the ground, curling up her paws and tail.

"Tang, what can you do?"

After searching for several times, Charles Weiland, who still couldn't find any door, lost his composure and walked to Tang Song and asked.

Tang and Song opened their hands and threw a handful of red pills into the pit. The Alien Queen suddenly jumped up, flexibly swung her head and swept away the blood pills.

Hiss!

After the Alien Queen swallowed the blood pill, she wagged her tail towards Boss Tang with satisfaction.

The spiked tail hit the broken metal plate where it was imprisoned, making bursts of clanging sounds.

Hearing the strange sounds in the pit, Charles Wieland subconsciously took two steps back.

"Mr. Wilander, don't worry. This is just a guess on my part. I can't guarantee whether it will succeed. The prerequisite is that your people can clear out the two alien raptors!"

Two sword pills flew out of the deep pit and landed in Tang Song's palm. He casually inserted them into the eye sockets of the beast's head. Two rays of silver light suddenly shot out from the beast's eyes.

Charles Weiland looked at the cane in Tang Song's hand with fear and said:

"I believe Jacob and the others will not let me down!"

"That's the best," Tang Song smiled, "By the way, in the upper room, I heard you mentioned engineers, Mr. Charles. What are they? Aliens? Is it related to this spaceship?"

Charles Weiland looked at Tang Song's smiling face and sighed in his heart. The hand in the exoskeleton mecha quietly placed it on a red button.

"Engineer, these are some clues I found by exploring several ancient ruins. They are a humanoid alien race, white giants with a height of three to four meters.

The murals left by many ancient ruins show that they came to the earth four to five million years ago, before humans appeared at that time.

There are also relics that show that they seem to be the ancestors of a certain branch of mankind..."

"The first human being?" Tang Song curled his lips noncommittally, obviously not agreeing with this view.

Perhaps in a purely science fiction world, this view needs to be verified. In this hodgepodge of American comic worlds, an alien race that appears out of nowhere dares to claim to be the ancestor of mankind.

Are they drifting away, or are the gods unable to lift the knife?

"It doesn't matter whether they are the ancestors of humans. What matters is that they created aliens.

Their gene modulation technology can completely restore the human body’s genetic telomeres to their original state! Ahem…”

Charles Weiland couldn't help coughing, and pressed the red button on the palm of the mecha with the sound of coughing.

A colorless and odorless neurological anesthetic gas was quietly released from the pores on the back ankle of the exoskeleton mecha.

"Do you know what this means? Don!"

Charles Wieland's voice coming out through the mask was dull and mixed with uncontrollable excitement.

"Returning to youth, according to the number of cell telomere divisions, humans can live another 120 years,"

"This is not non-human beings transformed from dirty monsters like vampires and werewolves. This is the future of mankind, Don!"

"As long as we can enter the interior of the spacecraft and find the genetic modulation cabin, Wilander Industries will become the greatest company in the world!"

"Join us, Don, the world belongs to us!"

Listening to Charles Wieland's passionate speech with a mustache worthy of a tavern riot,

Tang and Song still calmly stroked the cane, using their true energy and Taibai Lung Qi to nourish the Jianwan and tease the Alien Queen.

"Mr. Charles, tell me, after all these aliens are dead and the trial is over, will this trial site be closed or will it be replenished?"

Charles Wieland, who was immersed in the glorious greatness of his imagination, was stunned by Tang Song's words!

I should be able to finish the infusion tomorrow and take another CT scan. I stopped for a day, but I still have a cough, the shadow on my lungs is gone, and my throat is still inflamed.
Chapter completed!