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Chapter 90 Kent Nelson

On the other hand, in Wayne Group.

Alfred, who was sitting in front of the computer, picked up the phone and made a helpless expression to Lucius, who suddenly became alert.

Lucius asked, frowning.

"Is it... Downton?"

"Yes, he must have returned to the manor, eh..."

Alfred sighed and put the phone to his ear.

On the other side of the phone, Donton said unhappily, holding a plate of messy pasta.

"Afu, my old friend, you'd better come back soon.

Selina can't even make a plate of pasta without you, and she's half-Italian!"

"Uh……"

Alfred swallowed.

"I won't ask who Selina is, and I will keep praying that you won't let a cheap prostitute into this manor that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

Anyway, the most important thing is, Mr. Downton, you seem to have just eaten three pounds of steak more than an hour ago?"

"I have a big fucking appetite!"

"Okay, I'll rush back."

Alfred hung up the phone helplessly and waved to Lucius.

"He's in a hurry. I have to get back as soon as possible. Bruce went to Nepal overnight. You can only rely on yourself here, Lucius."

"Don't worry about me, I should be the one worrying about you!"

Lucius said, shaking his head.

"Old friend, are you sure you can guarantee your own safety, especially after you sent his hair here?"

"no problem."

Alfred gave a relaxed smile.

"He never took anyone seriously, let alone the little help I gave Bruce.

Everything we are doing is not a so-called betrayal to him, but more like a game plot.

After all, in his opinion, even if we tried our best, it couldn’t change the fact that we could only let him have fun.”

After saying that, Alfred picked up his umbrella and prepared to leave the R&D department.

Before Alfred left, Lucius threw a report at him.

“Before you leave, please help me analyze this report. I’m not sure if I read it wrong or if there’s something wrong with the machine.

All reports show that Downton is just an ordinary human being. After his hair left his body, even its strength was reduced to that of an ordinary person.

It seems that there is no need to collect such data unless it is used for paternity testing.

From a scientific point of view, I can't find anything special in his genetic report. I think more and more that his power comes from theology!"

After saying that, Lucius took a deep breath.

Ah Fu took the report and examined it carefully.

After reading for two minutes, Ah Fu put down the report and shook his head with a gloomy look.

"If there is nothing wrong with the report, then his ability is probably not derived from his genes.

Or maybe, our current technology is not yet capable of observing his true genes!

Lucius, whenever I encounter similar confusions, I always want to give it one last try with a particle collider.

I hope my suggestions can be helpful to you.”

"I see. I'll use a particle collider to test this thing later.

However, if he is really an existence that cannot be explained by science, then can we only pray that the scholars we invite can bring us surprises? "

"Maybe. After all, no matter how bad the situation is, we at least have the right to pray." Alfred responded and left Wayne Group.

After he left, the invitation letters he sent out before leaving also traveled countless distances and landed in the mailboxes of several people.

In a small town near Salem Bay, Massachusetts.

A ray of light suddenly emerged from a small house next to the town church and drifted towards the sky over Seren Bay along with the wind.

After a moment, the ceiling of Seren Bay became blurred for a moment, and the light passed through the space that seemed to be broken for a moment, falling into some unknown and invisible place.

At the same time, in the invisible Tower of Destiny above Seren Bay, the old man with his hands handcuffed to the big bed suddenly froze.

He quickly clamped his legs around the woman who was rushing towards him, and spoke in a hurried tone.

“Inza, I’m afraid we have to stop!

Just now, Nabu sent me a signal!

Since the appearance of the Lord of Chaos and Hital, this is the third time that Nabu has taken the initiative to reveal the Image of Destiny to me!
I have to check it and make a decision right away!"

"What?!!"

The capable old man's words caused the woman on him to roar in disbelief.

“Kent, are you sure this isn’t just an excuse for you wanting to avoid me?
Your helmet can light up at any time, but it lit up just when I was about to get on!
We haven't done it for two months. I finally managed to pique your interest today, but you tell me that Nab is also interested?
Why don't you follow your helmet, idiot!!!"

Yinza stood up from the bed angrily and uncuffed Kent.

After untying them, she reluctantly stepped on Kent's foot, then ran into the bathroom and took out her own little toys.

Listening to the... dissatisfied voices gradually coming from the bathroom, Kent curled his lips weakly.

Then he dressed and walked out of the bedroom to the Room of Destiny where the helmet was kept.

He pressed on the pure gold Babylonian-style helmet, and the azure cloth instantly covered Kent's entire body.

When the helmet completely covered his head, Kent also gained the vision of the Naboo god.

This god, who once stood at the top of Mesopotamia, allowed Kent to walk in the infinite possibilities of the future with the attitude of destiny.

He saw the desolation of the earth, the drying up of the rivers, the barrenness of the ocean and the destruction of the earth.

And among the countless destinies that were destined to end, his vision gradually fell on Naboo, which was what his helmet wanted him to see clearly.

It seemed to be an email, and the content of the email was...

“Why would anyone in Gotham, New Jersey invite me to a seminar on mythology and archaeology?
Everyone knows that the United States has only an Indian civilization history, and New Jersey is not the place where Indians are mainly active.

The reason why Gotham became prosperous was that after the British first came into contact with the Indians, the Indians gave Gotham, which they didn't want, to the British as a place to stay.

Thus, Gotham became the earliest smuggling port in America.

The funny thing is that the land that the Indians gave to the Americans in turn led to the destruction of Indian civilization.

There are a lot of stories out there, but they don’t have a lot of historical content… Damn it.”

Kent's comments stopped as the content of the email continued to unfold. He could already see Downton standing in the Bullpup air-to-ground missile bombardment and laughing.

Although Downton looked pitifully weak in the video, Kent still took a deep breath.

I just heard him speaking slowly while floating in the air.

"Logically speaking, no matter what kind of superpower it is, it shouldn't and won't be qualified to lead to infinity.

After all, even if God is almost omnipotent, he is still far from achieving true infinity, but is destined to die.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't believe the content of this email. It's just an undead being. I've seen too many of them.

But... he actually got Nabu to warn me specifically!

It seems that if his abilities continue to develop, even if they do not reach infinity, his limit will at least reach a level that Nab cannot bear.

Coming back from the dead and becoming stronger, or a guy with a personality close to chaotic neutral who particularly likes to have fun?
My main research is on the changes of Sumerian civilization. I don’t know much about Asia.

Let me think about Asian mythology. It's interesting. His temperament is a bit like Hanuman, or another monkey. Anyway, he doesn't look very peaceful.

Looks like I have to go now, otherwise if he becomes stronger and stronger, Gotham will be in big trouble!"

(End of this chapter)