Soft starlight flashed in the endless darkness. This peaceful and beautiful picture kept flashing in Zhang Lisheng's mind, causing him to tremble inexplicably, almost to the point of fainting.
If it was not for the fact that the young man had cultivated the Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice to the Rank-5 Wizard Stage and the wizard power surging in his soul that prevented him from losing his last bit of sanity, causing him to lose his composure and use all his strength to grab the Atlantean's recorder from between his brows, he would have long released the sea of bugs in his body and transformed into his strongest body to roar and tear the helicopter into pieces.
"Mr. Lisheng, Mr. Lisheng, what's wrong with you?" When Someril saw that Zhang Lisheng suddenly wanted to say that he was having an emergency, she stared at him in silence for a while with a bewildered expression before asking.
Upon hearing this vague question that seemed to come from afar, Zhang Lisheng did not understand why he would suddenly have an instinctive fear like a frog next to a snake's den when he placed the recorder that recorded the ancient history of Atlantis on his forehead.
However, Zhang Lisheng, who had slowly regained his composure, felt that it was best not to tell the truth so as to avoid arousing the Atlanteans' interest in probing. With a flash of inspiration, he made up a barely plausible reason and stuttered, "It's nothing, Madam Someril. It's nothing.
Just now, the terrible scene that the recorder projected in my mind was just too shocking. I couldn't accept it for a moment, so I just … erm, it's just too horrifying … "
The scene of the fierce battle between the ancient Atlanteans and the sea monster was indeed horrifying and shocking. However, Zhang Lisheng's trembling and curling up into a ball seemed to be too useless. It seemed that his willpower was even inferior to that of an ordinary Earthling. Naturally, it aroused the contempt of the other people in the cabin who had seen the 'recorder' before.
However, when the others secretly showed a mocking expression, Someril said in confusion, "The scene of our ancestors fighting with the sea monster is indeed very thrilling, but you've just placed the recorder on your forehead, right?
But the moment you put the 'recorder' on your forehead, did you see the scene of the war? I remember there should be a very short scene of flowing starlight at the beginning to calm people down and buffer them … "
"Calm your emotions. Oh, Lady Someril, it's because of that short scene of a peaceful starry sky that the following battle scene dealt a heavy blow to my spirit.
Oh, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Really, I don't want to talk about it at all. I just want to calm down before the helicopter arrives at Faerun. " Zhang Lisheng, who did not see any battlefield scene at all, was afraid that he would expose himself, so he interrupted Someril's words with a series of lies and reached out to return the 'recorder' to her.
However, without waiting for the Atlantean woman to take the 'recorder,' his heart jolted as he suddenly forced a smile and said, "A man should be brave enough to face a challenge. It'll hurt my self-esteem if I don't even have the courage to finish reading a 'record'.
Madam Someril, can you lend me your 'recorder' for a few days? The plane is not the right place. I hope that when I'm alone, I can slowly overcome the psychological barrier and finish reading your ancestor's' record '. "
"Of course, but please take good care of it." Someril hesitated for a while before replying, "The core of this' recorder 'is an antique that has been passed down in my family from generation to generation. Otherwise, I would've given it to you as a proof of friendship."
"Thank you, Madam Someril. I can feel your sincere friendship even without the proof of a gift." Zhang Lisheng seized the opportunity to show a grateful expression. "Alright, for the sake of this sincere friendship, I've decided to help you complete the mission of investigating the Shrimp World No. 2. However, I'm afraid that it won't be as useful as you think."
"It's great that you've agreed to our request," Someril said in relief. "You don't have to belittle yourself, Mr. Lisheng. In a foreign world with a master, a guide like you who has successfully integrated into the indigenous society and obtained a good status will definitely play a key role in the investigation work."
As the woman was speaking, the helicopter slowly descended on the outskirts of Feren City. Zhang Lisheng smiled and no longer said anything. He silently looked out the window at the deserted scene of the new desert city that was still crowded and noisy a few months ago, where many people even had to live in tents, and sighed in his heart.
The powerful strength and friendly attitude shown by the Atlanteans after their appearance had obviously stabilized the turbulent situation of various countries on Earth. The decreasing number of US immigrants who were willing to migrate to the Noah World was an obvious sign. However, any smart person could see that this stability built with the help of other civilizations would inevitably make the Earth more and more controlled by Atlantis.
"Mr. Lisheng, let's go down." The armed transport plane stopped on the sand. Someril interrupted Zhang Lisheng's thoughts and said with a smile.
"Yes, we should go down now." The young man turned his head and smiled. Standing up, he slowly walked down the helicopter and looked at the empty street not far away before asking Lara, "Mr. Colonel, are we going to the airport directly now?"
"Yes, Mr. Zhang.
We found you unexpectedly fast, so we may have to wait for a few hours in the terminal, "Lara nodded and replied." But if we're lucky, we shouldn't have to delay your dinner in New York tonight. "
"Oh, that's great!" Zhang Lisheng raised his thumb and said. The instant his words left his mouth, Someril suddenly smiled and asked, "A sumptuous dinner is indeed very desirable, but Mr. Lisheng, before that, I think you'd better think about which day we're going to the Shrimp World No. 2 after Christmas?"
"This is indeed a problem." Zhang Lisheng calculated silently and said, "According to the Earth's West Yuan calendar, December 25th is Christmas. After that, I'll rest for a day to prepare. Oh, let's meet at the military base on the outskirts of New York City at 10 o 'clock in the morning on December 27th, and then we'll depart right away. Is that okay?"
"What a tight arrangement. I have no objection," Someril said with a satisfied smile. When the two of them set the time, several black SUVs had already stopped next to the helicopter. Everyone boarded the SUVs and rushed to the airport in Feren City.
The long distance between New Mexico and New York City was only a short half-day journey with modern transportation. However, it was already late at night when Zhang Lisheng returned to JFK International Airport.
When the private plane landed, the young man felt the chilliness of the New York night when he got off the plane. He looked up at the starry clear night sky and took out his mobile phone to make a brief call. Then, he politely said goodbye to the US national intelligence officer and the Atlanteans, "Thank you, Colonel Lara, for sending me back to New York. It's time to say goodbye.
Madam Someril, remember the time we've agreed on. See you on the 27th. "
"Mr. Zhang, we're departing from New York. There's a car parked outside the airport. We can send you wherever you want to go …" Lara said kindly.
"Oh, thank you for your kindness, Colonel, but there's no need for that." As a top VIP who provided a 24-hour shuttle service at the Manhattan Airport, Zhang Lisheng shook his head and interrupted the colonel's words.
Just as Lara was about to say something, a long black Cadillac limousine with soft headlights stopped next to Zhang Lisheng. Then, a driver wearing a blue round hat quickly walked out of the driver's seat and walked to the young man's side to open the door. Respectfully, he said, "Good evening, Mr. Zhang."
"Good evening, Mr. Driver." Zhang Lisheng smiled politely at the driver and waved at Lara. "Look, Colonel, my car is already here." Then, he lowered his body and entered the car.
"It's really nice to be a billionaire." Under the cold night sky, Lara looked at the limousine that was slowly turning away and shrugged before saying to Someril, "Look, Sergeant Major Someril, I've said before that our target is a big shot.
It's a good thing that you and your men are generous enough to let things have a satisfactory ending. "
"Yeah, it's a good thing that things have a satisfactory ending …" The Atlantean woman smiled and stared at the direction Zhang Lisheng left in silence for a few seconds before whispering. At this moment, the young man was ordering the airport driver, "Go to the Four Seasons Hotel in Manhattan."
"Yes, Mr. Zhang!" The driver replied respectfully and drove the black limousine out of the airport. Following the traffic flow on the spacious roads of New York City, the car slowed down and stopped in front of the luxurious and elegant foyer of the Four Seasons Hotel about half an hour later.
The instant the car stopped, the hotel waiter immediately opened the door for Zhang Lisheng. After receiving a tip of 50 dollars, the waiter eagerly welcomed the young man to the front desk and only left after the guest had booked the room.
Just like this, after staying at the Four Seasons Hotel, Zhang Lisheng woke up early the next morning and wandered aimlessly in New York City for more than ten hours. At about 10 o 'clock in the evening, he came to a nightclub in East City that had a long queue in front of it.
"Hey, boy, if you want to have a last party before Christmas, go to the back and queue up slowly." Guarding the door of the nightclub, the tall and sturdy security guard with a viper tattoo on his arm, who was as tall and sturdy as a basketball player, looked down at the young Asian man who only reached his chest in front of him and growled in a low voice with a blank expression.
"I originally planned to go to the back to queue up, but unfortunately, my two twin friends don't want to." Zhang Lisheng smiled and put his hand into his pocket.
"Don't play tricks …" Upon seeing his action, the security guard became nervous. When he was about to reach out his hand to push him away, he suddenly saw the young man taking out two 100 dollar bills.
"Look at how friendly my friends are! They told me that they want to get to know you and even plan to go home with you. What do you think, Mr. Security Guard?" Zhang Lisheng said and stuffed the bills into the black security guard's hand.
"I feel very honored." The security guard rubbed his palm to make sure that it was a real bill before politely stepping aside to make way. "Generous Sir, welcome to Midnight Madness."
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