In August, the scorching sun shone brightly on the streets of New York. If one wanted to escape from the heat, other than the shops and supermarkets on both sides of the street that were fully air-conditioned, one could only endure the ear-piercing cicada chirping and stay under the shade of the trees.
However, even under such a high temperature torture, thousands of demonstrators still gathered on Cat Ear Avenue. Led by a bald white old man with sparse hair, they shouted the same slogan in unison, "Earth belongs to the Earthlings. Atlanteans, get out of our planet …"
Holding slogans such as, 'We were born on this planet, so we have the right and obligation to guard it', 'Alien dogs go eat sh * t', 'Politicians are traitors to Earth', and so on, they swaggered through the streets.
They were wearing skimpy shorts and all of them were bare-chested regardless of gender. From time to time, they would throw a flaming flag painted with a planet pattern on the ground and trample on it. The flag was the symbol of the Atlantean civilization. After being trampled by the demonstrators until it was full of footprints, they would be thrown into the trash can on the street.
Under a French sycamore tree with a lush canopy on the street, the Wizard Li's god, who was wearing a Garfield T-shirt and carrying a beige backpack, looked at the noisy parade passing by and gulped down a mouthful of cold Coke before muttering sarcastically, "The land of freedom.
The demonstrators who are like performance artists.
The sensible parade that doesn't forget to throw the garbage into the trash can. Ha, I think these awakened New Yorkers can drive the Atlanteans out of Earth … "
It had been three weeks since he sneaked back to New York, but he did not alert anyone. After settling down with the cash hidden in the New York United Bank's safe, Zhang Lisheng had been doing three things in the past 20 days. First, he had been paying attention to the movement of the Atlantean fleet stationed in the New York military base.
Second, he had been collecting all kinds of information on the Internet, summarizing and analyzing them so that he could plan his next move.
Third, he had been digesting and absorbing the biological weapon creation process left by the ancient Hellfire gods found on the Nutao's three islands and trying to innovate. Before the young man left the island, he had left an order. Even without him, the Wizard Li would continue to conquer the Hellfire sea region. The next time he returned to the foreign world, he should have enough power of faith to create his own giant biochemical weapon.
After a long period of observation, Zhang Lisheng realized that the Atlanteans in New York did not act rashly. The preliminary intelligence analysis had been completed, and the innovation of biochemical weapons was a long-term work. Only then did he sneak out of the apartment he rented anonymously online and strolled alone on the street.
Watching the demonstrators who had more fun than serious walk away, he curled his lips and left the shade of the tree. He threw the paper cup into the trash can and looked around with his hand cupping his eyes. He wanted to find a restaurant with enough customers to have a simple lunch. Suddenly, he saw a familiar face.
At the same time when Zhang Lisheng was staring at her, the young woman with short black hair and beautiful facial features also turned her head to look at him as though they had a telepathic connection.
As the two of them stared at each other, the girl's mouth widened in shock. Several complicated expressions flashed across her face. In the end, a joyful smile crept on her face as she waved and shouted, "Lisheng, why are you here? And why are you dressed like this?"
"Senior Sister, I'm a young New Yorker. Isn't it normal to see me wearing a khaki T-shirt wandering on the streets of New York?" Zhang Lisheng could not dodge in time when the probability of him bumping into Guo Caiying was so small that he did not know whether to be happy or worried. Shrugging, he avoided the question and said, "I should be the one asking you this.
You're a young Chinese cadre with a bright future, so why would you suddenly appear here? "
"I'm now the director of the North and South America Department of the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I'm accompanying the delegation of entrepreneurs to New York to participate in the economic and trade fair in my official capacity," Guo Caiying replied in an official manner.
"The Chinese government is still organizing an economic and trade fair at this time? What the f * ck …" Zhang Lisheng was stunned and blurted out, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Even though economic development is no longer the primary task of our party in power, developing the economy and striving to improve the material civilization level of the people has always been an important task in front of the Central Committee …"
"Okay, stop it, Senior Sister Caiying. You've obviously become a qualified young Chinese bureaucrat, but I'm not an Associated Press reporter. If you don't want to answer the question, you can just say that it's not convenient for you to disclose," the young man said with a curl of his lips.
The moment his words left his mouth, a man in his thirties or thirties standing beside the girl, who was still wearing a well-fitted gray suit and a meticulous tie in midsummer, with an elegant temperament, smiled and said politely as if he had an occupational disease, "Sir, Director Guo isn't being perfunctory. He's just telling the truth.
Now that the international situation is becoming more and more stable, both the US and China have a complete foreign world waiting to be developed. It's the common expectation of the governments and people of both countries to strengthen trade cooperation and achieve a win-win situation … "
Zhang Lisheng patiently listened to the elegant man finish his words and shrugged. "Alright, respected Mr. Diplomat, what you said makes sense, but I just want to go for lunch now. I rarely come to this block, so do you have any good recommendations?"
"Lisheng, Consul Hong is the Consul General of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in New York. He's a senior diplomat and has a very high theoretical level. Don't joke around, "the girl said to the young man and pointed to the front with a smile." There's a Chinese Sichuan cuisine restaurant at the corner of the street. The taste is very authentic. We're also here for a sumptuous meal, so let's go together. "
"Sichuan cuisine restaurant? Sounds good." It was a small surprise to be able to eat his hometown food that he had not seen for a long time. Zhang Lisheng nodded with a smile. "I'll treat you then. Just treat it as a welcome to New York."
"It's rare for you to come to my small restaurant for a meal, so I'll treat you to this meal," Guo Caiying smiled meaningfully. "Speaking of it, I still owe you a big favor. You left Noah without saying goodbye last time, so just treat it as a chance for me to repay my debt this time."
"There's a reason why I left Noah quietly last time. I'll tell you when I'm free," Upon hearing the complaint in the girl's words, Zhang Lisheng explained in a low voice embarrassedly.
"Is that so? I'll wait for your explanation then." Upon hearing that the young man had another reason for leaving without saying goodbye last time, the girl's smile became much more natural as she walked forward with light footsteps.
After seeing Zhang Lisheng for just a few sentences, Guo Caiying's mood was obviously much better. The interaction between the two of them became somewhat ambiguous, causing some of the young men who were walking with the girl to become depressed.
Zhang Lisheng was no longer the simple young man in the past, so of course, he could feel the 'jealousy' coming towards him. However, how could he care about the feelings of ordinary people? In a few steps, he caught up to Guo Caiying and asked in a whisper, "Senior Sister, is the situation in the country good? Are the Atlanteans in the country well-behaved?"
"How can a wolf that has bared its fangs be well-behaved? However, according to the analysis of the think tank, they may be afraid of nuclear war, so they don't dare to go too far. Not only that, but the central government has also united all the forces that can be united, so the situation is still controllable. I can't believe that a 'nuclear power' actually has such a benefit." Now that they were alone, the girl did not have too many scruples. With just one sentence, she revealed a lot of information.
"Afraid of nuclear war? Uniting all the forces that can be united …" Zhang Lisheng smiled faintly as if he was deep in thought. With a deep meaning in his words, he said, "Looks like everyone has begun to pay attention to the ancient biochemical legends."
"Pay attention to the ancient myths and legends …" Guo Caiying slowed down and suddenly sighed. "Lisheng, looks like your position in the US is higher than I thought. To think that you can actually come into contact with such information …"
"It's not what you think, Senior Sister. I don't have any fixed source of information in the US government," Zhang Lisheng interrupted the girl's words. "All of the information is obtained by chance and analysis. My mind is much smarter than you think."
"Of course, I know that you're very capable." Guo Caiying became silent for a while before suddenly saying in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "In that case, why don't you return to China? The domestic situation is completely different from before. As the bloodline power passed down by the ancient Goddess Nuwa, the Gate of Witchcraft has become an important counterweight used by the central government to balance the Atlanteans.
The legend of patching up the sky has made wizards more valued than the descendants of the Gate of Dao. For someone like you who has mastered the ancient inheritance … "
"Stop! Stop! Senior Sister, you really know a lot of things now," Zhang Lisheng interrupted in surprise. "It's really awkward to hear a proletarian atheist like you talking about the ancient god's bloodline inheritance so clearly and logically."
When Guo Caiying saw that Zhang Lisheng avoided the main point but did not completely reject her proposal, she was delighted in her heart. However, she was very smart and did not continue to ask about it. Instead, she smiled and said, "Existence is reasonable. Now that all the gods and Buddhas are about to reappear in the world, isn't it just burying one's head in the sand to mention atheism again?
Junior Brother, as the leader of the Marxism-Leninism, the social theory in our country has already kept pace with the times. It's even my father who presided over the revision of the teaching material for the party members. "
The young man had left China from the mountain village when he was in his teens. His understanding of the Chinese regime came from the ideological and moral lessons in primary school and junior high school. He could still talk about some empty theories, but he did not understand what it meant to preside over the revision of the teaching material for the party members.
Of course, for the Wizard Li God who had already taken over the Shrimp World No. 2 into his own pocket without any external interference, he would not be particularly concerned even if he knew the meaning of this matter.
After all, he was no longer the little wizard who had scruples about the Chinese Gate of Dao two to three years ago. Relying on the several dozens of faith stones that he carried with him, Zhang Lisheng had the confidence to deal with all unexpected situations. The foundation that had been deeply rooted in the foreign world also gave him the ability to retaliate against the most powerful enemy.
"Senior Sister, 'keeping pace with the times' originates from the Book of Changes and is recorded in the Zhuangzi. It's not used like how you're using it …" Shaking his head indifferently, the young man casually said. When he was halfway through his sentence, he heard a female voice accompanied by a chuckle resonating behind him. "Caiying, what are you talking about with your Junior Brother? Why are the two of you laughing so happily?"
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