Yuanzi didn't dwell on the topic of Lin Yu being a god for too long.
Maybe we are used to getting along with each other, so it is not as shocking as it is for outsiders.
After a bit of shouting and screaming, he gladly accepted it.
Taking the prophecy poem whose mystery had not yet been solved from Haibara Ai, Suzuki Sonoko began to analyze it one by one according to the clues provided by Haibara Ai.
As the second young lady carefully trained by the Suzuki Group, she is certainly not a Muggle.
ADVERTISEMENTThe reason why I gained nothing before was purely because I did not get out of the vicious circle of ordinary people's thinking, which led to me not thinking in the direction of language.
But now, with Haibara Ai's guidance from zero to one, the subsequent one to ten, or even one hundred, all have a traceable path.
"Lake Mobius is filled with new springs,"
Ideas are full of hope, but reality is very skinny.
As soon as he read the second sentence, his little face wrinkled in grievance.
"Lake Mobius? What is this? If it's a Mobius strip, I know what it is."
Although she started off badly, Suzuki Sonoko was not upset. She was not the kind of person who would dwell on trivial matters. She simply ignored the questions she could not answer for the time being and continued reading.
"The sky is crawling down, which should mean that the god Xiaoyu will stand at the top of the world in the future."
"The last carnival of the five dwarfs..."
I scratched my head, and a light bulb went off in my head.
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly had a bold guess in her mind.
"The dwarf is not talking about V5, the five rogue countries."
The guess was so bold that Suzuki Sonoko herself was shocked.
With doubt and anxiety, as well as the excitement of solving the puzzle, Suzuki Sonoko turned to look at Haibara Ai, hoping to get her affirmation.
"Um!"
Without disappointing Suzuki Sonoko, Huihara Ai nodded slightly and gave an answer that made her ecstatic:
"Indeed, considering the content before and after the prophecy, Mr. Lin Yu will stand at the top of the world in the future."
"If one person suppresses the whole world, other countries, especially the five rogue countries, will never accept it so easily."
As she spoke, Huiyuan Ai took the prophecy poem from Suzuki Sonoko again.
The green jade fingers stroked across it.
"After that, obviously it was war."
"The fireworks celebration should refer to missiles and various hot weapons. After all, the origin of hot weapons is the gunpowder used to make fireworks."
Haibara Ai's clear and logical analysis made Suzuki Sonoko, Mouri Ran and the others nod their heads continuously.
The crushing IQ is the easiest thing to accept and admire.
"but…"
Just as the three of them were enjoying the story and waiting for the next part in silence, Huiyuan Ai's delicate brows suddenly frowned, and she pointed at one of the lines in confusion:
"There is one thing I just can't figure out. Why is it a rose? If it was a nuclear war, it should be a mushroom cloud."
The explosion of a nuclear bomb and the rising mushroom cloud have nothing to do with roses.
According to her analysis, the war would be one-sided until the end, and the five major powers would have to resort to their last resort - nuclear bombs and hydrogen bombs.
But the scenes of the two explosions do not match the description in the prophetic poem.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong, or that the five great nations have some secret weapons that I don't know about."
The more she thought about it, the more Huibara Ai frowned.
"Pa pa pa"
Just when she was about to deny her guess and re-reason, Lin Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly clapped in praise.
"As expected of Ai, you can deduce so much based on just a little useful information."
Reaching out to take the prophecy poem handed to her by Huibara Ai, Lin Yu began to answer the questions of the four girls.
When it comes to blind spots in knowledge, the content is not something they can deduce by racking their brains.
Thinking further would just be a waste of brain cells.
"First of all, let's talk about this rose. Xiao Ai, you guessed it right. The five rogue countries do have a terrifying secret weapon."
As if he was talking about cabbage, Lin Yu naturally mentioned the super weapon that killed the ant king Meruem in the original work.
"The poor man's rose."
Under the curious and admiring gazes of the three people, Lin Yu revealed the information about this super bomb.
"The Poor Man's Rose, as the name suggests, is a low-cost, small-sized super weapon. Not only is its explosive power comparable to a nuclear bomb, but the most terrifying thing is that it also has a terrifying toxicity that can kill anyone who touches it."
"This toxin can spread through the air and quickly invade the human body to destroy internal tissues. Even if the person does not die on the spot, the poisoned person will become a new source of poison and continue to spread the toxin until death."
Having said this, Lin Yu couldn't help but pause slightly.
It has to be said that no matter which world, humans are always the same and have endless fun in making weapons to kill themselves.
There is no way to stop unless you try every possible means to kill yourself or become extinct.
Shaking his head, shifting his thoughts away from the question of why humans always like to kill themselves, Lin Yu continued to reveal the answer to the prophecy poem to the four people.
"If it really comes to the point where you have to confront me, I don't think V5 would mind creating a massive amount of Poor Roses to see if they can blow me up or poison me to death."
Those powerful people might not be so happy to accept the appearance of a living ancestor above their heads.
Anyway, the result is already as bad as it can be, so why not give it a try and see if it will do them any harm.
Who knows, maybe it will succeed.
Everything will return to normal, and they will still be the big guys who are high above and dominate everything.
As for how many innocent casualties there are, what does it have to do with them?
They can't even protect their own status, so how can they care about the lives of some ants?
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