I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Seeing the two people suddenly stop talking, Squidward immediately understood that he was asking too much, so he could only change the subject as if nothing had happened...

"Then you have decided now that you want to save the fanatic's life, right? But I'm still a little unwilling..."

"I got you…"

In fact, Uncle Wrench knew that the other party had already compromised on the issue of whether to deal with the fanatics, but he just wanted to use this as an excuse to find the safest way out...

"In this way, for subsequent safety issues, you can choose by yourself, or stay on the garbage planet and treat all the puppet workers and omnics in the abandoned factory as your own assets. You can develop however you want. Anyway, these things We don’t want it either, or just come with us…”

He pointed to the exit succinctly...

"Although after we get there, we may not be able to control many things, but at least we can ensure safety. Even if the madmen wake up one day, they won't be able to find us..."

"Can't find it?"

Squidward glanced at the refrigerated hangar that had been completely sealed by the omnics, with undisguised fear in his eyes...

"I don't understand. If you just kill the madman, we won't have any worries anymore. Why are you still insisting on saving his life? I always feel..."

"You don't have to worry about what I think..."

Uncle Wrench's attitude seems very tough...

"All you need to do now is tell me what you think. Either come with us or stay here..."

"I…"

Seeing him acting like this, Brother Squidward knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it might not help, so after a brief silence, he could only force a smile...

"Okay, then I'll go with you..."

"it is good!"

Seeing his compromise, Uncle Wrench raised his smile again, turned his head and glanced at the completed refrigeration hangar, then patted the medicine bottle on the shoulder and said solemnly...

"The freezing hangar is only one aspect. In addition, you need to make a set of freezing measures and sensing devices. This way, even if the madman wakes up halfway, he will still re-enter the dormant state, which gives us enough time to proceed. Reinforcement…”

After saying that, he turned to look at Brother Squidward again, his tone a little more serious than before...

"You go to the outside of the factory now and let the puppet workers start shoveling the soil inward. We will try to turn the abandoned factory into a natural hill in a week. Of course, we must dig a tunnel underneath that can connect to the refrigeration hangar. In this way, we Only then can we make up for it in time when its energy is exhausted..."

After giving all the instructions, Uncle Wrench looked at the two people who were waiting, and took a deep breath from the electronic cigarette...

"Okay, in the next week, we must take all measures to prevent the madman from reappearing in the world. Now you go to carry out the work I arranged, and I will delete all internal monitoring, leaving only the frozen The monitoring of the hangar is convenient for us to check later..."

"it is good!"

"Row!"

"... "

Now that they had determined what they wanted, the two naturally had no objections to it. They simply agreed and started their own business. Upon seeing this, Uncle Wrench came to the central control room on the second floor of the abandoned factory with an expressionless face. , looking at the two puppet workers on duty inside, and waved...

"roll!"

"... "

The puppet worker didn't say much, and didn't even have much expression. Just as Uncle Wrench said, he silently lay on the ground, curled up and rolled out of the central control room. The latter was stunned for a while and could only sit down. In front of the monitor, he shook his head in confusion...

"You're actually so obedient..."

…………

Half an hour later, the three people who had completed all the follow-up work reunited in the warehouse on the fourth floor...

After only a brief eye contact, the medicine bottle smiled and pointed at the refrigeration hangar, which was a whole circle larger than before, and began to introduce his new masterpiece...

"I have turned off all the electrode switches, but the freezing level of the hangar has reached the far level. Even the most powerful organism in the world cannot wake up from this level of freezing hibernation, but we are facing After all, he is a madman whose physical fitness is different from ordinary people..."

"So in addition to the freezing hangar, I also asked the omnics to build a second hangar. It is not only equipped with rapid freezing liquid nitrogen no less than the far pole, but also has a super-sensing device that can carry out inter-star transmission at any time..."

"This way, even if the madman wakes up midway for some unexpected reason, we can know it immediately and respond when he freezes on the second line of defense. Of course, this is only the internal line of defense. More importantly..."

After speaking for a while, he pointed to the row of omnics next to him with a proud look on his face, and said with a smile...

"The 40 omnics I arranged have their power cores specially modified by me. The maximum energy storage time is three years. Even if there is any damage or the energy is exhausted in the meantime, they can be replaced with each other. As for their Its function is to prevent accidental intrusion by outsiders..."

"And if the madmen break through the second line of defense, they can also send us messages in time. After all, none of us can guarantee what will happen here after we leave the garbage star, so I think such protective measures are very important. It’s necessary, the last thing…”

He looked at Uncle Wrench and Brother Squidward with faces of approval, and pointed meaningfully at the floor under his feet...

"I have installed two neutron stars below, which are powerful enough to destroy all living things within a ten-kilometer radius. This is my last resort and the last resort I think to protect myself. You should have no objections, right?"

"Oh, of course I didn't..."

Brother Squidward spread his hands with a relaxed expression, and turned to look at Uncle Wrench who didn't express his stance...

"You...I don't know..."

"Every age has ideas for every age..."

Seeing that Brother Squidward turned the question to himself, Brother Squidward nodded in response to the question...

"Although my current idea is to save the lives of the fanatics first, I really can't tell the future, so I don't think there is a problem if you do this. It's just that the movement of the neutron star is too big after all. Is there anything that is less powerful but can Can things that contain fanatics be used to prevent their influence from spreading as much as possible? "

"Isn't this... a bit embarrassing?"

Before the medicine could say anything, Squidward had already frowned and took over the conversation...

"Let's not talk about whether the madman can escape. The first thing you have to consider is whether we can seek self-protection when the madman escapes, instead of thinking about reducing the impact. To put it ugly, even if the impact expands, What can we do? Can anyone find out that he is a fanatic through the ashes? Can he find us through the nuclear debris?"