The commotion caused by the toads entered his ears, but Zhang Lisheng, who was hiding in the dark, did not seem to hear it at all.
Although understanding himself had allowed his divine power to undergo more changes, there was still a long way to go before he could reach the stage where the Ancestor Goddess Nuwa could create intelligent creatures with muddy water that could reproduce and live on their own. Once he was distracted, at least 99% of those tens of thousands of tiny 'creations' would immediately lose their lives and turn into mud.
The scattered muddy water toads jumped and crawled in the grass, and many of them even broke into the tents. However, after the initial surprise, except for a few people who had nothing to do or were interested in strange creatures, the rest of the demonstrators turned their attention back to smoking, taking drugs, drinking, and talking loudly.
"I've finally found it …" As the riot gradually subsided, Zhang Lisheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Muttering to himself, he opened his eyes and stood up from the grass, before walking briskly towards the depths of the campsite.
When he passed by several iron barrels that were burning with raging fires outside the tents, the young man, who had broken through to the Grand Wizard's stage and became a god, who had changed from his previous dry and haggard face to exude an infinite luster of vitality, was fancied by some girls who seemed to be particularly fond of Asian men. With a chuckle, they invited him to stay for a night of good memories.
One of the brown-haired drunk girls even bit her lips and flirtatiously took off the thong in her short skirt, before grabbing it and waving it at him like a flag.
"Oh, this is crazy! I really don't understand whether this is a carnival or a demonstration …" Of course, Zhang Lisheng would not accept such a temptation. With a dumbfounded expression, he hurriedly ran away while muttering to himself. Those girls, on the other hand, merely smiled in disappointment or cursed under their breaths, but nobody bothered him at all.
Just like this, in the countless tents that occupied the vast land near the Washington Monument and the Capitol, the young man finally came to a dark green military tent that was the size of a small villa.
This tent that seemed to be surrounded and protected by many small and ordinary camping tents in the distance looked very different. The area within a radius of dozens of meters was actually empty, and there were two tall and burly men wearing green military uniforms without military ranks or medals and combat boots outside the door. They were holding a meter-long baton that was as thick as an adult's arm.
Upon seeing Zhang Lisheng approaching, one of the burly men with a full beard and somewhat childish facial features waved the arm stick in his hand and said in a self-righteous manner, "Hey buddy, this is Howard Mason's tent. If you're not a lackey of the White House politicians or a federal spy, it's best for you to take a detour.
If you are, then come and have a taste of my 'iron rod'. "
"Howard Mason? Who's that?" Zhang Lisheng acted like a deaf person who did not hear the threat and walked up to the bearded man calmly. With a frown, he asked.
"Y-you came to the rally without knowing Howard Mason? H-he's the first person to raise the slogan 'Occupy Capitol Hill' on the Internet." The bearded man said fiercely, but when the young man really walked up to him, he appeared to be a little flustered as he stuttered.
The bearded man's fierce-looking companion was obviously very dissatisfied with his cowardice as he growled in a low voice, "Hoxie, you coward! What nonsense are you spouting?
What did Boss Mason tell us? The rally speech will begin tomorrow, so no matter what, we can't let anyone we don't know get close to this tent. I'm really embarrassed for you … "Just as he was about to make a move on Zhang Lisheng, the young man's right hand swiftly grabbed his throat.
With one hand, he flung the burly man, who weighed more than 250 pounds and was more than 190 centimeters tall, to the ground like a rag doll. After letting go, he kicked the arm stick that had fallen to the ground with his tiptoes and caught it with both of his hands. Then, like bending a shoelace, he easily wrapped it around the burly man's neck and slowly tightened it.
By the time the burly man's protruding eyes were bloodshot as though they were going to pop out of their sockets at any time, and his face was covered with green veins that looked like they were crawling with earthworms, Zhang Lisheng looked down at him and said softly, "Sir, since you don't intend to let your companion spout nonsense, then you'll have to tell me something.
Of course, you can say nothing and you can even shout and resist, but if you do that, I'll kill you. "
After finishing his words in a calm tone, the young man let go of the arm stick. "I'll give you ten seconds to catch your breath and then tell me if anyone has entered the tent in the past 20 minutes."
Those who did not experience it themselves would never be able to imagine what kind of despair and horror a mortal would experience when faced with the killing intent of a god alone. The burly man kneeled on the ground and panted, unable to speak. However, he tried his best to shrink his body as he trembled non-stop. A few seconds later, when he could finally speak again, he begged incoherently, "S-S-Sir … S-Please … S-Please …"
"Sh * t! Looks like I've hit him too hard and scared him to the point that he has a nervous breakdown!" Looking at the figure trembling like a lamb under his feet, Zhang Lisheng sighed in annoyance and turned his gaze back to the big-bearded man who was frozen in horror. When he was just about to speak, he saw the big-bearded man's pupils roll upwards and he fainted.
"He fainted just like that? Hah! What a body's emergency function that's inversely proportional to his courage!" The young man sighed again and kicked the big-bearded man's knee joint. When he realized that he had really fainted, he could only lift the curtain helplessly and walk into the tent.
The spacious tent did not have any compartments. More than ten sleeping bags were scattered in the four corners, and the gaps of the sleeping bags were filled with empty wine bottles.
In the middle of the tent were four simple wooden desks arranged in a square. There were seven to eight tablet computers and a pile of messy newspaper clippings and toilet paper on the table.
At this time, a young man beside the wooden table was using a projector to play the highlights of the anti-Vietnam War rally in the 1970s on the top of the tent. Using a magnetic hoarse voice, he shouted with a strong bewitching tone, "Tomorrow will be a day destined to be recorded in the history of the federation!
If the demonstrators against the Vietnam War in front of the Washington Monument 40 years ago were fighters fighting for freedom and peace, then we'll become the pioneers guarding the entire Earth's civilization and democracy … "
Everyone in the tent was attracted by the young man who was wearing a grass-green military uniform with a blue headband. His attire was similar to that of the guerrillas from the Fourth World who wandered in the deep mountains and forests all day long, fighting against the government army. Nobody noticed that an uninvited guest had broken in.
Only a red-haired girl with unkempt hair and a haggard face, who was standing weakly by the side, seemed to have sensed something as she suddenly looked at the tent's entrance. When her gaze met with Zhang Lisheng who breathed a sigh of relief, a complicated expression of ecstasy, shyness, pain, and other different emotions intertwined on her face. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her mouth.
"Trish, Trish, Trish … No wonder you didn't let me come to see you. Look at what the most beautiful and proud Catholic princess in New York has become now. You don't look like you at all in the past." Looking at the familiar face of the red-haired girl, the young man shrugged and shook his head as he deliberately said in a joking tone.
"That's because the most beautiful and proud Catholic princess in the past has disappeared. She's now a hateful alien, and even her entire family has been cursed.
If I have a chance to choose again, I'd rather die than use the light stone to 'activate' the Atlantean bloodline … "Tears slid down Trish's white cheeks silently as the girl replied in a low voice.
Unlike her two best friends, Tina and Sheila, who were born in wealthy business families, Trish was born in a serious Catholic military family in California.
Due to the reason that her great-grandfather participated in the Second World War of the last century and was promoted to a brigadier general due to his bravery in the battle. Not only that, but he also received the National Service Medal, Class II, which gave the family the opportunity to enter the upper class.
After that, the girl's grandfather, father, and uncles became professional soldiers one by one and achieved great achievements. They served as middle and senior officers, which laid the foundation of a military family.
Her ambitious father, Howick Steg, served for 12 years in the office of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, the highest decision-making body of the US army. He went through the ranks of a standing intern, standing third-class secretary, and finally standing secretary. After obtaining the rank of lieutenant colonel and the Loyalty Medal, he chose to retire and set up a public relations company with the connections he had accumulated to begin his political lobbying career.
After more than ten years of hard work, he finally miraculously sent the family into the ranks of the 'famous families.'
One could say that the cornerstone of the success of the members of the Trish Family lay in their naturally trustworthy background and connections. When their family activated their Atlantean bloodline and became almost identical to the aliens in terms of appearance and ability, the unexpected 'winter riots' destroyed the family's most important 'wealth' in one day.
Howick's influence in the military and political circles collapsed in a very short time due to the hostility and distrust of the generals and politicians towards Atlantis.
Trish's political career that had just begun was also completely destroyed by the slogans such as' traitor among the Earthlings' during the voters' rally and parade.
All of a sudden, the girl, who had never suffered such a major setback before, fell into a quagmire. Feeling disheartened, she left the Noah World. She was driven into a dead end and only wanted to prove that she was a true Earthling. For this reason, she appeared at the scene of this huge anti-Atlantis rally.
Actually, when Zhang Lisheng was on the phone, he had already thought of the girl's difficult situation right now. However, this did not mean that he approved of the girl's rash plan.
When he was waving his hand and was about to voice out his opinion, the young man suddenly heard a surprised voice. "Lisheng, why are you here?"
The person who spoke was a young girl who was dressed like a miscellaneous army of the East Asian anti-government armed forces from 30 to 40 years ago, but it could not hide her voluptuous and sexy figure. Her watery eyes naturally revealed a charming charm. When Zhang Lisheng saw her, he asked in astonishment, "Sheila, why are you here too?"
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