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Chapter 895 The Big Snake

For the next few months, Salomon was living according to his normal routine.

The normal here refers to the simultaneous work of going to school and working, rather than using alchemy simulacies.

The main work of the Immortal City is to digest and absorb the power of the Italian mafia. Salomon is fully in charge. In addition to sometimes participating in the laser technology development of Tony Stark and Marbus, he can finally go to school and try to start researching his own Gauss weapon project. Salomon is very sure that McAuf Holmes is staring at him through the Oxford University camera, and he doesn't mind showing his research project to the cabinet secretary. Salomon knew that McAuf would definitely go to the laboratory to investigate, and McAuf also knew that Salomon would not store the scientific research results in the laboratory, but the cabinet secretary must ensure that this high technology will not be stolen. For this reason, he must send someone to sneak into Salomon's laboratory to investigate the scientific research progress and make every effort to protect the smooth progress of Salomon's scientific research project.

Regarding who the UK is finalized, McCoff Sherlock Holmes is a minority, because he believes that the real dominance of Britain is No. 10 Downing Street, not the White House, Congress and the Foreign Relations Committee. He urgently hopes that Salomon can hand over some of the high-tech achievements to him, although he also knows that it is impossible. In any case, it is very happy to play the cabinet secretary all around, so that Salomon has the intention to drink and gather with students in politics and economy, personally maintain the long-desolated interpersonal network, and even has contact with the daughter of Lord Amelia Windsor whom he once met.

Of course, it was just to make McCoff jump, and Salomon had no interest in Lord Windsor.

During this time, Laura Crawford once visited Oxford University.

As the London Social Season approaches April, the baron's research results in the Middle East have appeared on the London street tabloids. Compared to the previous two absurd explorations, this time she has brought back many cultural relics. The tabloid's name has also changed from "crazy archaeologist" to "excellent archaeologist". Laura Crawford told Salomon that she wanted to continue to follow her father's footsteps, and for this reason she wanted Salomon to provide her with funds for her inspection in South America.

"When did I refuse you, dear Laura. Your work glorifies the entire history of mankind and digs secrets out of the soil. Although some of them are not suitable for public disclosure, you must know that I am very grateful for your actions." Salomon was very satisfied with Laura's enterprising spirit. He received Laura in his own manor living room and selected a bottle of wine from the cellar. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, and he had to solve this problem before Ragnarok. Father Moru's dream prophecy has pointed out what he is going to do, and he will also complete this destined task - as a person who has seen the glory of the Holy Scar, the premonition of the priest of the Drunkard has a certain credibility. Coupled with the prophecy of the Kamataj Secret Masters, all this guides Salomon's actions.

"Take some high-tech, I have a premonition that your investigation may be very unsuccessful."

"The last time you had a lot of weapons left to prepare. As agreed, I would put those cultural relics into the museum."

"Put it into the museum I built for you, Laura. It's just that it has not been built yet. The British workers are so lazy that those refugees would rather receive relief than work." Salomon took a document from the man-made man and handed it to the archaeologist. "The Crawford Family Museum, I don't like to be famous. After it is completed, everything you find during the exploration can be stuffed in. With this private museum in London, the entire London upper class will respect you as the baron. You have always wanted to prove to Sir Richard Crawford, and I think this is a good opportunity."

Laura Crawford looked surprised, "This gift is so expensive."

"Compared with what you brought me, a museum is nothing. Cheers!"

"Cheers...wow! Why is this wine so sour?"

"Because this is a monastery wine, it has a history of nearly two thousand years, and there are test reports. You can take some away and put them in the museum. I believe that many rich people will spend a lot of money to taste it. They can only pretend not to let themselves spit it out, and they can't say it's not delicious."

"Good idea!" Laura also had a prank smile on her face. There are not many people who gossiped about the social season. The reason why the tabloids have so much talk is because some guys who were familiar with the Crawford family betrayed Sir Richard Crawford's friendship. The bottle of wine Salomon gave was enough to make them look ugly and not to tear their faces off, maintaining their fragile self-esteem protected with money, hair transplants and beauty.

"I can't wait!"

"Me too."

After Laura Crawford left, Salomon immediately called Marbus.

"Maintain the power armor," he said, "prepare for the war."

"We're going to have another war in just a few months?" Stephanie quickly followed Salomon, her high heels stomped on the marble floor. She wore a daily office suit and held several documents in her hand. "Who is the enemy?" she asked. "It's certainly impossible to be the enemy of reality. We've begun to tame Italy!"

"It's a god," Salomon said. The corridor connects Stephanie's office in the interior department with Salomon's office, where Salomon is not worried about being heard by unrelated people. "Based on Kama Taj's observations on the etheric wave and the foreseeable dream of a priest, we found the enemy." He said, "a god who has enjoyed the blood sacrifice, continuous reincarnation and rebirth. Don't be frightened by this title, we have killed a god."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I am not worried about the so-called God-only, but about our fleet. It will take time for them to arrive in South America. The First Secret Regiment of Finbury is already dealing with the remnants of the Holy Trinity, and they are unlikely to have the ability to hinder Laura Crawford."

"Have you ever seen a war that was launched immediately? We still have time. You are responsible for logistics as usual and order our satellites to investigate the South American rainforest." Salomon said as he walked, "Secret societies are always unable to kill them. You should understand this very well. Cut off one head and grow two heads."

"How long will it take?" Stephanie asked.

"A few months left." Constantine stood there, holding a roll of parchment from Kamataj in one hand and a roll of parchment from Kamataj in the other. Salomon took it and continued to walk towards his office. There were many rooms in the corridor, but they were used by clerks and intelligence liaison specialists who handled confidential content. Through these people, Salomon could control satellites, fleets and various departments of the Immortal City as they please.

"Snakes, rain, floods, are not good signs," Constantine said, pointing to the vague prophecy on the parchment, "We have detected the earthquake and are now determining the epicenter. If Father Moru's guess is correct, then these signs indicate that the revival of the Feathered Snake God is approaching."

"Laura Crawford will dig it out."

“She has already set off on your private plane,” Constantine said. “She also carries a teleport beacon.”
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