After Zhang Lisheng confirmed the news, he was no longer in the mood to listen to the taxi driver's nonsense. He immediately took out his phone and searched the Internet for the decree just issued by the new owner of the White House.
After entering the two keywords' foreign world, presidential decree, 'the young man soon found millions of related information on the web page. He clicked on the relevant link of the official website of the US government that was pinned at the top and saw to his surprise, "All the unclaimed land discovered in the US belongs to all the citizens of the United States of America. I, Rand Paul, hereby sign an order to open the latitude and longitude of 42 ° of the New York inland sea …
All adult citizens of the United States of America who voluntarily sign the treaty and bear unpredictable risks can freely enter and exit the space door of the foreign world to carry out legal farming, commodity trading, mineral exploration and collection … "
Zhang Lisheng looked at the information on the phone screen and muttered in disbelief, "He really opened the foreign world near the New York inland sea? Sh * t! Even if there's a fundamental change in the situation, such a 180-degree change in policy is too … T-This …
Didn't Rand Paul say that he's a conservative … "
At the same time when the young man was muttering to himself in the taxi on the streets of New York, in the Oval Office in the west corridor of the big white house that symbolized the center of US power on Pennsylvania Avenue NW in the District of Columbia, Washington, the new leader of the free world was sitting on a black leather chair in high spirits.
The new leader of the free world was sitting on a black leather chair in high spirits. He shouted at the room full of gloomy and silent people, "How did I do today, everyone? How did I do?"
"Rand, other than being so paranoid that you don't listen to anyone's advice and become a dictatorial madman, your performance today is perfect." Upon hearing this question, Franklin, who was also one of the US president's close friends and political partners who was on his first day of performing his duties as the chief state adviser, suddenly replied while sitting on the leather chair with a blank expression.
He was tall and strong, with short hair like a hedgehog. Although he did not care about the gray hair on his head, he still looked very energetic. However, when he looked at the Master of the White House's face, which was very familiar yet very strange, he felt a little exhausted.
"Only a paranoid person can succeed, my dear Franklin. Only a paranoid person can succeed.
Look at what kind of mess that coke has given us, a national defense deficit of 240 billion, hundreds and thousands of deaths in the alternate world, unexplainable … "
"Rand, but he also left the US a safe 'newly developed land' with an area of more than 64,000 square kilometers." A short and fat old man sitting opposite Franklin in the Oval Office patted his belly habitually and said mercilessly, "History will give him a fair evaluation, and I can assert that this evaluation will not be too low.
At the very least, he wouldn't be lower than a lunatic. "
The old man's name was Duke Fahr, the new Secretary of Defense of the United States. He was previously one of the senators of Washington State and had a wide influence in the Republican Party. He was also one of the main reasons why Rand could become the Republican Party's presidential candidate. Therefore, he was even more merciless when he spoke in private.
"Minister Duke, I know my idea is a little rash, but isn't this the only way to solve the problem under the current circumstances?
Our government doesn't have the ability to take care of the expansion of two foreign worlds at the same time. In that case, we'll just open one to the public and reawaken the adventurous spirit of the US people, turning them back into cowboys from the well-behaved city people.
Let those financiers and business owners who are always stingy when it comes to paying taxes and think of ways to avoid taxes provide a good place to burn money … "
"What about the harm that might be caused by this, Mr. President? The foreign world is not the American wasteland where the Indian tribes lived 200 years ago. Our understanding of it is still insignificant. If an accident happens, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Besides, you've even used such a sensitive word like the new 'Western Movement'. To the Indians … "The only woman in the Oval Conference Room in the White House could not help but raise her objection.
She was a Caucasian woman who looked to be in her thirties. Her beautiful face was covered by a pair of huge black-rimmed glasses. Her serious expression and innate intellectual temperament made it so that the first thing that people would notice when they saw her was not her voluptuous and tall figure wrapped in a tight black suit, but what she was saying instead.
"Margaret," Turning his head to look at the new Minister of Internal Affairs whom he had brought into politics, Rand said generously, "The US Constitution gives every citizen the right to choose their own life. We tell the people who want to go to all the terrible situations that they might encounter when they go to the foreign world and let them choose their own destiny. Isn't this more in line with the true 'American spirit'?
Besides, we can avoid sacrifice if there's no development.
As for the adverse reaction of the Indians, I think that compared to the propaganda word 'New Western Movement', it's insignificant to the encouragement of the US people.
I know that it's difficult for all of you to understand my stubbornness. 200 years ago, Lincoln triggered the Civil War because he liberated the black slaves. At that time, he was also abandoned by all his political allies and was alone … "
"Alright, Mr. President, you're not Abraham Lincoln." When the White House owner became more and more excited, an old man dressed in brown casual clothes with a habitual faint smile on his face took off his top hat and knocked on the desk before saying in a final tone, "We're also not the ministers and advisers of the US government who only wanted to compromise and surrender at that time.
We understand your ambition to create a 'new era', but you've indeed been too impatient, dictatorial, and rash in what you've done today.
However, everyone, since things have already come to this point, as the only few ministerial officials in the cabinet, we can only work together and do our best to carry out the order signed by the President, for this is the sacred duty given to us by God and the US Constitution.
If you don't agree with me, the door of the office is over there. As for the resignation letter, you can submit it tomorrow. "
The noisy atmosphere in the room, where everyone seemed to be able to open their mouths to quarrel, instantly quieted down because of Secretary of State Fernand's words. Other than President Rand, everyone had a furious expression on their faces.
However, as time passed by slowly, not a single person left.
Fernand looked around the office and smiled. Scratching his head, he gestured to the White House owner to continue speaking.
Just like this, due to the strong performance of the US President and the Secretary of State, the so-called 'New Westward Movement' of the supernatural realm was carried out in full swing all over the US. The New York inland sea had become the new holy land for restless adventurers.
In the early morning, the sun that still carried a little heat of the midsummer sun shone through the window and on Zhang Lisheng's face.
Sensitively sensing the temperature of the sun, the Demon's shadow behind him slowly dissipated. The young man opened his eyes and stretched before climbing down from the bed.
After washing up, he opened the door and walked to the first floor. When he saw his family sitting around the dining table, he greeted, "Mom, Uncle Lavin … Harry, good morning."
"Good morning, Lisheng." Lavin's family also smiled warmly at Zhang Lisheng, who walked to the empty seat in the dining room. Lili quickly brought a large sandwich and juice to him.
"I want to drink Coke, mom." Looking at the orange juice in front of him, the young man rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.
"Hurry up and eat. Drinking too many carbonated drinks is not good for your body at all, baby." His mother solemnly knocked on the coffee cup with a spoon. "You should go to our lawn to see those young people who are sleeping outdoors. They're thirsty and hungry, so they won't be picky about a glass of fresh orange juice."
"But they have ideals, Auntie Lili. They're the pioneer 'new cowboys' of this era." Upon hearing Lili's words, Randy, who was staying in New York during the summer vacation, suddenly chimed in solemnly.
"The reason they can come to New York to be the 'new cowboys' is because these people don't have a father who is a police officer. Listen, son, if you want to mix with them, I'll smash your butt with the butt of my gun.
In another two days, yes, only two days left, you'll go back to Los Angeles with your brother to go to school. Play your football well and work hard to get that graduation certificate … "Upon seeing Randy's yearning expression, his father, Lavin, said with a blank expression.
"Dad, don't you understand yet? It's already a brand new era now, and I have a restless heart that yearns for freedom …" Randy looked at his father and said like he was reciting a poem. However, when he noticed that Lavin's face was becoming more and more gloomy, he immediately chuckled and changed his strategy. "Not to mention that I have a billionaire brother now.
Lisheng, even if I don't have a UCLA graduation certificate, you'll still give me a job with a good salary, right, brother? "
"Of course, Randy! I'm willing to spend two to three million dollars every year so that you won't talk to my ear at the dining table."
"Are you serious?" Randy was stunned and shouted excitedly.
"Randy, aren't you ashamed of asking your own brother for a job?" Lavin could not help but roar.
"Oh, I'm just joking, Dad. You know me, you know that I can't do that kind of thing. I was just joking just now," Randy said and made an 'OK' gesture to Zhang Lisheng.
Zhang Lisheng nodded with a smile.
"Lisheng, have you decided to go to Stanford to study as a graduate student in biology?" Upon seeing Randy's little action, Lavin glared at his second son again before turning to look at Zhang Lisheng and asked with a gentle expression.
"Yes, Uncle Lavin. I must get a academic title so that I won't be called a 'nouveau riche' in the future. Besides, I'm really interested in biology."
"Hey, Lisheng, if you're really interested in biology, then you should form a scientific expedition team to the supernatural realm to investigate." Upon hearing this, Randy, who was still unaware of his current situation, suddenly said on a whim, "Didn't you rely on the two soft beetles that you found in the Amazon jungle to go directly to Stanford to study as a graduate student? You'll definitely have a greater harvest in the supernatural realm.
By then, I can protect you, but before that, you must sponsor me first … "
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