Raley was under Chen Zhao's protection.
But she knew one thing very well.
She wouldn't stay here for long.
Everything here didn't fit her.
Chen Zhao's attitude toward her was also very cold.
The atmosphere in Mingyue Villa was lively.
The children were frolicking on the beach.
But none of this had anything to do with her.
Chen Zhao lay on the beach and sunbathed.
Just then, West called.
"President, we'll leave for the African Plains tomorrow."
"Got it. I'll go there tomorrow."
"By the way, President, there's another news."
"What?"
"Last night, another cruise ship sank on the East Coast."
Chen Zhao perked up. "What's the exact location?"
"The cruise started from Miami and went around the world. Its next stop was Boston, but when it passed longitude 32.7552, latitude 69.3554, it suddenly stopped and lost signal. The Coast Guard sent people to investigate and found that half of the cruise had sunk into the sea. It completely sank after four hours. No survivors were found nearby. There were 898 crew members and tourists on the cruise."
"That location should be very close to the Bermuda Sea, right?"
"About 1,300 kilometers," West said.
"Demons did it?"
"It's very likely," West said.
"What's the government's reaction?"
"According to my sources, the higher-ups should be very anxious. After all, two cruises have sunk in a month. They've already asked the military to make a statement."
"What about the Psionic Team?" Chen Zhao asked.
"President, it won't be that fast," West explained patiently. West explained patiently, "Not everyone in the upper echelons of the government knows about the existence of the supernatural world, and not everyone has any contact with it. Only a small number of people actually know about it, especially those who are involved in politics. They are not allowed to come into contact with the supernatural world, and they are even forbidden from knowing anything about it. Many things that are reported to them will be treated as terrorist attacks. Right now, the upper echelons of the government believe that the two shipwrecks are terrorist attacks, which is why they are reporting it to the military. Only a small portion of the military knows about the supernatural world, so it has to be passed down level by level until it reaches the ears of someone who knows about it or is in charge of it. Then, this person will plan the operation. It's hard to say how long it will take for it to reach the anti-terrorism security department. Furthermore, this incident happened on the East Coast, so it's not under the jurisdiction of the anti-terrorism security department."
West paused for a moment before adding, "Now, it depends on how strong the government's reaction is, as well as the level of threat from the relevant departments. If it's a high level, then it's very likely that we'll be the ones to take responsibility. After all, we're the department in charge of dealing with supernatural incidents."
"Given how much Mansari hates the Supernatural Organization," Chen Zhao said. "He won't allow us to accept such a high-level mission."
"That's right," West said. "So my guess is that they'll probably work together. The Supernatural Organization and the Psionic Team will work together. If there's trouble, we'll take all the responsibility, because we're the official department. They can say that the Psionic Team is just supporting them, but if they get any results, they'll probably take the fruit. After all, we don't have much say in the higher-ups."
Chen Zhao thought about it and said, "Then we'll be more forceful. Either we act on our own, or they do it on their own."
"President, I think it's acceptable. If they want to work together, we'll do as they wish. Their only request is to accept our command. If they refuse, we'll have a good reason to refuse."
To West, there were always two sides to every coin.
"If they dare to accept our command, their lives will be in our hands. If they refuse our command during the mission, we'll even have the right to punish them."
"You guys will go to the African plains tomorrow. I'll be the only one there."
If the government's order came during this time, Chen Zhao would have to face it alone.
Chen Zhao thought about it and hoped that he could do it during this time.
It was much more convenient for him to act alone than for the Supernatural Organization to work together.
Plus, he didn't know anything about the situation in Bermuda.
The only situation Chen Zhao knew was that there was a big demon inside.
As for how strong it was, Chen Zhao couldn't be sure.
From the few times he'd interacted with demons from Bermuda, Chen Zhao guessed that the big demon wasn't weak.
Chen Zhao vaguely guessed that the demon wasn't weak.
And if that Great Demon's strength was close to his …
It might not be good for others to come.
He didn't even have time to protect them.
"Yang, don't you go to work every day?"
Yang Guo wasn't used to Chen Zhao calling him that.
But at least it was better than "Guo 'er."
Yang Guo was very resistant to being called "Guo 'er."
Yang Guo was very resistant to being called "Guo 'er".
In the whole world, only Zhang Tianyi could call him that.
It was not because Yang Guo was willing to accept it, but because Zhang Tianyi did not care about his personal feelings at all.
"I'm from Longhu Mountain's North American Resident Office. I'm responsible for contacting some people. Nothing will happen in a month."
"I'm envious of people like you who have nothing to do every day, lying down and receiving your salary."
Yang Guo glanced at Chen Zhao. "I'm more envious of you. You also lie down every day and earn more than 100 million dollars every month."
"Do you think I'm happy?"
"What are you unhappy about?"
"No, I'm really happy."
Yang Guo rolled his eyes.
"If you really envy me, then be my henchman. I'll give you twice the salary of Mount Longhu."
"Then forget it. I'm used to being undisciplined."
Even if Yang Guo agreed, Chen Zhao was just asking casually.
Chen Zhao didn't even know how to use him.
"Does your Mount Longhu have any unique techniques? Let me see."
"Since it's unique, why do you think I can show it to you?"
"Hey, Old Zhang, your disciple is disobedient. Can I feed him to the sharks?"
Seeing that Chen Zhao was going to complain to Zhang Tianyi again, Yang Guo said disapprovingly, "The Grandmaster won't agree either."
"Your Grandmaster wants to talk to you." Chen Zhao handed the phone to Yang Guo.
Yang Guo glanced at Chen Zhao and took the phone. "Grandmaster, Chen Zhao wants me to show him Mount Longhu's unique technique. I think he wants to learn it secretly."
"If he wants to see it, then let him. Cut the crap."
"But …"
"He won't understand," Zhang Tianyi said confidently.
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