Wenren Sheng looked through the peephole at Hua Gang, who was covered in TNT, and was utterly speechless.
This guy really was stubborn as a mule. A few words of persuasion from others, and he was already about to cause trouble.
He was always like an ox or horse—once someone blindfolded him, he let them lead him wherever they pleased.
Hua Gang sat before a red table, on which rested a helmet.
"I'm speaking to the artificial intelligence." Holding a Red Button, Hua Gang addressed the helmet before him.
He was getting the hang of it.
But Wenren Sheng had no intention of speaking.
"I know you look down on us and think we're just ordinary mortals."
Hua Gang continued speaking to himself. "This button isn't just linked to me. It can also transmit Earth's coordinates. You should know that the universe is so vast that if Earth's coordinates are sent out, alien life will definitely come over out of curiosity to take a look."
"And what will happen after they see it? Will they be friendly with Earth, or destroy it? I'd say the odds are half and half."
"If Earth is destroyed, your world will suffer a devastating blow too, right? Otherwise, why would you go to such lengths to mess with us?"
Wenren Sheng smiled. Not bad.
He had never underestimated other people's intelligence. Hua Gang—or rather, the people behind him—had been toyed with for so long that they had truly figured out quite a few things.
They had even learned to Control Barbarians with Barbarians.
They wanted to use unknown aliens and the unknown reaches of the universe to threaten beings like him, who hid within fantasy worlds, forcing them to stop interfering with their Main World.
Yet Wenren Sheng saw through the weakness in their