Chapter 4 The Secret of the Statue of Liberty

The car was flung away by the man who had jumped out, rolling and shaking in the air before crashing down with a bang. But a man in black had already drawn his gun and fired!

A flash of light, and the car exploded in mid-air, forming a fireball dozens of square meters in size. Steel plates and other parts flew everywhere, hitting around Fang Senyan, who was a hundred meters away, with a chaotic, clattering sound!

Even the windshields of nearby cars suffered, either shattering completely or covered in spiderweb-like cracks, a truly shocking sight.

Fang Senyan didn't have time to watch this explosive and thrilling scene. Hearing the tapping sound, he immediately turned his head and looked out the car window, only to find no one there. Just as he was stunned, a familiar yet strange voice sounded in his ear, with a unique, oily smoothness. It sounded unreliable and rather yindang.

"These kids are really something. This old man just woke up and runs into a scene of fighting and killing. What if I get hit by accident?"

Fang Senyan immediately turned around and saw a thin, wretched old man in the back seat. It was Jin Kuang! Fang Senyan had been fighting alone in this world, and now he suddenly saw someone he could trust--even though he had no combat ability--he was overjoyed and surprised.

"Weren't you supposed to be in a deep sleep? Why did you suddenly appear?"

Jin Kuang twitched his whiskers and jian smiled.

"Of course, it's because I sensed that there are great benefits here, a chance to make a fortune!"

"Oh?" Fang Senyan asked suspiciously, "What benefits are there in the Men in Black world?"

Jin Kuang waved his hand and said in a pretentious manner,

"Children shouldn't ask too many questions. You'll be told when you need to know..."

Fang Senyan:

"............"

"What are you still doing here?" Jin Kuang looked at the fierce battle between the two sides not far away and said sharply, "For you right now, this level of combat is still too dangerous. Go do your job."

Fang Senyan originally wanted to watch for a while longer, but after thinking carefully about Jin Kuang's words, he felt that he was right. If it was just these two sides fighting, then he should be able to protect himself.

But! Don't forget that there are still a dozen or so guys with bloody world invitation letters hiding in the shadows in New York right now, like sharks lurking in the sea, ready to rush out and bite their prey's necks at any opportunity. It was hard to say whether this level of combat would attract the attention of others. Fang Senyan couldn't afford to take the risk.

With this in mind, Fang Senyan immediately started the engine and drove at full speed towards the Statue of Liberty.

After getting away from the battlefield, Jin Kuang, the old man, was quiet for less than a minute before yawning boredly and starting to fidget like a hyperactive child. Suddenly, he saw the condom that Fang Senyan had casually thrown on the passenger seat. Of course, it was still **.

From that moment on, the fate of the great scholar, martial official, and alien Ritz, who bore the name of defender, took a huge turn. He finally understood that there were things in this world more terrifying than death.

Jin Kuang curiously observed the condom for a while, and after confirming that it and the contents inside had no offensive power, he began to study it boldly.

"Hey, what is this?"

He began to ask Fang Senyan.

Fang Senyan turned his head and glanced at it.

"I caught an alien. He's very grumpy and stubborn--more importantly, I don't plan to make things worse by killing him right now, because that might cause some kind of interstellar dispute. I already have enough trouble, and I really don't have the energy to deal with anything else."

Jin Kuang let out a joyful and satisfied cry.

"Wow! An alien, it's mine, I'm sure of it! What a rare thing this is!"

As he spoke, Jin Kuang took the choking Ritz out of the plastic, elastic thing that was full of fishy and rotten smells and said with a jian smile.

"From now on, you are my slave."

Mr. Ritz said firmly and weakly.

"Get away from me, Earthling. That will always be your fantasy."

Jin Kuang's interest became even more intense, and he suddenly screamed excitedly.

"Wow, look what I found. It even has gaowan and pees from its belly button! What a wonderful little toy. I'm sure a lot of people will be willing to watch it. Hey, what's its name?"

"Ritz, full name should be Ritz, an observer and researcher stationed on Earth by the Three Dwarfs, a second-class martial official, defender Ritz."

Fang Senyan said seriously.

"Excellent, this string of titles can sell tickets for an extra two pennies!" Jin Kuang shouted in a fanatical manner.

Fang Senyan asked strangely.

"What tickets?"

Jin Kuang's pupils had turned into the shape of ¥.

"Of course, it's the exhibition. Think about it! A living alien, an alien with gaowan and peeing from its belly button, and more importantly, an alien with the military rank and scholarly title of the Three Dwarfs! A lot of people will be willing to pay to see it. This is a business that requires no investment but yields huge profits!"

Mr. Ritz was stunned. He never thought that one day he would be reduced to being observed, like a primitive and ignorant animal being watched by backward and stupid Earthlings. More importantly, the two demons in front of him were even planning to write all the titles he had previously reported on the exhibition--and they were all true! Once this was done, there was no doubt that not only would Mr. Ritz and his family's reputation be damaged, but even the great Three Dwarfs would lose face!

At the thought of such a terrible fate, Mr. Ritz trembled with fear. He wanted to excrete when he was frightened, and then a few drops of niào came out of his belly button. This was seen by Jin Kuang again, who shouted in surprise and repeatedly discussed it with Fang Senyan, believing that this was a huge selling point that could generate at least £50,000 worth of wealth.

Finally, in the continuous language bombardment, Mr. Ritz shed tears for the tragic fate he was about to encounter, and he shouted in despair.

"Stop talking! Stop talking! What do I have to do to make you let me go?"

As soon as he heard these words, Jin Kuang immediately showed a familiar and wretched jian smile on his face, pinched Mr. Ritz, and put him in the back seat.

"Your request is really quite difficult, but fortunately, I have a lot of time, and we can talk about it slowly."

The magnificent Statue of Liberty slowly appeared in front of Fang Senyan.

The sea breeze brought a refreshing feeling that invigorated the spirit. Fang Senyan had carefully observed the surrounding area and found nothing unusual. After all, it had only been less than a day since entering the world. Even if the participants were gladiators with cruel fates, thrown into the huge arena that was New York, everyone had to be given time to get familiar with the environment.

The Statue of Liberty is dressed in a robe in the style of ancient Greece, and wears a crown with light shining in all directions, with seven sharp points symbolizing the seven continents of the world. It is ninety-three meters high, and at its feet are broken handcuffs, shackles, and chains. Its base has now been converted into a museum of American immigration history.

Fang Senyan slowly walked to the front of the base and stopped at the entrance of the museum. At this time, the nightmare imprint sent a reminder: "Go forward twenty-five meters and turn left."

Faced with this reminder, Fang Senyan hesitated for a moment, but still did as he was told. When he stopped, he was facing a granite wall with a famous poem engraved on it.

"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

After arriving here, the prompt did not appear, but Fang Senyan had already discovered the mystery, because under the illumination of the night light at this time, a few letters in the poem were faintly glowing with a blue light, while the rest of the letters were just reflecting light. Fang Senyan combined these letters and read them once: t~w~e~l~v~e, which means twelve in English. Fang Senyan thought about it carefully, and felt that if he understood it literally, it would still be difficult to continue reasoning based on the information he currently had, so there should be another meaning.

With this in mind, Fang Senyan climbed over the railing and began to touch the letters, but still did not find anything unusual. He sat down and thought hard for a while, then stood up, first touching the other letters with his eyes closed, and then touching the abnormal letters, and immediately discovered the key!

The edges of the abnormal letters were obviously much smoother!

This could only mean one thing: it seemed that people came to touch these letters from time to time!

So Fang Senyan began to continue to study those abnormal letters, and after half an hour, he finally discovered the mystery. It turned out that these letters could be pressed down, but! It was necessary to use the limit of 49 points of strength to press them down. Obviously, this should be related to the task Fang Senyan had previously applied for to break through the limit of strength!

After pressing down these six letters one by one, he heard a faint sound of metal colliding from below the Statue of Liberty, and then it subsided. Fang Senyan searched all over again and found that at the entrance of the Statue of Liberty, there was originally a staircase for tourists to climb, but now next to the staircase, there was a suddenly appeared elevator, which looked shiny and full of futuristic technology, the space inside was teardrop-shaped, and there were some incomprehensible hua patterns and patterns on it.