Chapter 300
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"Damn, the tsunami is coming. Has our Noah's Ark been built?"
"Who can buy a ticket?!"
George and Han were was standing on a famous beach on the west coast of the United States, watching the rising tide.
Waves and waves of seawater, layering one upon each another, came whooshing onto the shore. It was great and intimidating, making sounds as loud as thunder when crashing on the rocks.
Those two former tabloid reporters were now popular in the world of media because they had successfully reported the "Internal War of the Octopuses".
George's head was lowered as he smugly showed the headline he had just written on his phone to his companion Han.
"That's amazing! That headline would definitely attract eyes." Han looked admiringly to Clever George, his companion.
George nodded in satisfaction. "These next steps will be are our usual work. Using this headline I've just created, go find any material we'll need, or maybe some concrete evidence."
Han said immediately, "I've just seen a fairly quite famous male celebrity. I suppose he'd be interested in our interview."
The two immediately found a trim, slender black man resting under an umbrella, a Hollywood star who had recently become famous and had just finished surfing.
The other had already acted as the main character in many Hollywood monster movies since last year, and was quite reputable in the celebrity circle.
However, except for professional reporters and ardent fans, ordinary people would not be able to recognize him on the street.
That was because his characters were are all monsters…
Yes, his name was John Jackson, an Extraordinaire capable of transformation which could turn into many kinds of monsters. At first, he had only been a construction worker. However, he had been dragged away by a very inquisitive scout and had become an actor, going on the glitzy path to stardom.
Obviously, though, his path to stardom would be ending soon. With the incoming natural disasters, no one would have the mood to watch movies whatsoever.
The two walked over and greeted him.
"Hello, John, I'm George, a fan of yours. Your acting as the octopus monster last time was so great. Pity that in the end, your beautiful human wife had died. How sad." George fluently bluffed.
John blinked, then let out a curious smile. "Thank you for your praise. This is thanks to the both of you. I'd taken that rotten script only after reading your strange report about the two octopus monsters."
Han smiled helplessly and looked towards his friend.
George did not see it, but went on, "Oh, that's great. Our fates must be connected then. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
John nodded. He looked quite amenable. "Of course."
"Do you always come here to surf? Compared to last year, how has this year's tide changed?" George did not lose the chance.
"Yes, I often come here, even before I became famous. The tides are truly bigger than the ones last year at this time. I've seen the things you want to ask about online," George rambled on, as though finally having a way to channel his anger. "Damn it, my acting career had just begun, so why would such a scary disaster come soon? Is it that God doesn't want me to be famous?"
George immediately aggravated him. "Then, are you sure of how the relevant American authorities are going to face this disaster? In your opinion, are they secretly building a Noah's Ark like in the movies?" George nimbly led the topic to his headline.
John froze at that, then nodded fiercely. "They must have known this earlier, and are definitely building a Noah's Ark in secret.
"Oh, yes. I remember during a party, some of the female stars in our circle were saying that a young talented tycoon whom they like very much had hurriedly left America and ran to China. to live.
"We all know, after all, that China has more experience in dealing with natural disasters than us, and place more importance in the ordinary citizens."
George looked smugly towards his friend. The other gave him an admiring look.
Good. Now they have the concrete evidence that they needed.
One hour later, George quickly posted an exclusive story on his personal social media page.
The headline was such. as above.
The content was: "A Hollywood star has given a statement confirming that the United States is currently building a Noah's Ark in secret. Their progress is unknown, but what is known is that even a recently-made billionaire is not qualified for a ticket, and has already left the country…"
Due to the last report on octopuses, George had already acquired millions of fans. Rapidly, the big media corporations had reposted it.
The billionaire who had left America was also revealed…
William Robert. His uncle was David Robert, a former SBI special agent. He was himself a boss of a famous newly risen fashion company. His assets were worth billions, and the time taken to build it was not more than 5 years.
No wonder he could get early information. No wonder he did not have the qualifications to get a ticket. It must have been those old men alienating him…
A panic which could not be explained immediately spread through the country.
If a billionaire could not get onto the boat, that also meant that 99.99 percent of Americans could never fit the terms…
For some reason, the Americans, usually more highly restricting in relevant issues than any other countries, moved very slowly this time…
This made George feel weird, but it made him happier because it meant he could become famous again.
And of Of course, he became famous again.
The fan base of his personal news portal, "Clever George", immediately broke through to eight figures, something that some stars with a solid fan following could never manage.
The comments increased rapidly too.
George and Han read them one by one.
"Oh God, it is actually real? Who's going to save us?
"Where is our great navy? Are they just living in comfort?"
"Where are the President and the senatorsMPs? Why're they keeping collective silence? What are they escaping from? What's actually happening?"
"The East has the True Dragon, so where's our angel?"
...
Qi City, China.
Robert immediately saw the current hot news story. Of course, he did it through some little tactics.
When he saw that his home country was reduced to a panicking mess, he felt heavy, his heart hurting. His gaze then lit up, and he moved towards his nephew's bungalow next door.
He had not even entered the front door when he heard his nephew reassuring his sweethearts.
"Don't worry, Mr. Pharos will find a way. According to my uncle, he's planning to meet God, then greet him and tell him that anything can be discussed, and to not keep sending out floods to scare people."
"Hiss…" the beautiful women sucked in a cold breath, then became exultant. "So it's like this. Then, we don't have to worry about anything."
"That's right, sweethearts, let us continue partying. Today, we shall play a game of poetry word chain! The person with the best performance will get a pill secretly formulated by the Dragon Clan – the beauty pill. Long-term consumption can help improve your complexion and maintain your youth forever."
"Oh, heavens! William, you're so nice!"
"I think this is my time to shine. My specialization in my Masters was ancient Chinese."
"Philly, you think too highly of yourself. I was a Chinese guide for quite some time."
'F*ck your poetry word chain…'
Robert was utterly totally disappointed, returning with anger to his borrowed home.
Now, he knew what it meant when a salted fish could not be helped. It seemed that only he could help himself.
The upper echelons of America truly had a problem. Such a serious problem had has been allowed to be spread to the masses.
The most conventional, normal, tried method trusted way was to seal off information and stabilize the situation before secretly taking emergency steps to resolve it, like the Truth Department in China. What was the use of allowing info to spread freely?
However, if they wanted to cause panic… for causing panic…
At this, Robert immediately understood, and immediately dialed Vigilante A's number.
...
The conference room, the Chinese headquarters of the Truth Department.
Vigilante A, Ren Ruofeng, the Head of the Truth Department, and a group of powerhouses were gathered there. Most of them had their eyebrows scrunched together, silent.
Summoning the Celestial Dragon was, naturally, a very important business.
Fang Ning knew that it was not his personal business. The Celestial Dragon Form was not a power of his own that, which could be utilized and wasted as he wished. It was public equipment…
He was not Sir System, who, after two "The System is evaluating…'s thinking", would decide to do it…
Currently, he was discussing with the powerhouses the many possible consequences of summoning the Celestial Dragon.
Fang Ning had already known that the Truth Department looked seriously upon the Celestial Dragon Form.
The last time at the Land of Heritage, Sky Eagle had asked for a praying spot for the totem, but the three powerhouses had dithered for a long time despite the frantic situation. even though the situation was frantic.
Without Sky Eagle, they would not have been able to gather the spirits, and with Vigilante A's strength back then, he would not have been able to deal with the king cobra on his own.
Even in that emergency situation, they had not agreed. This showed how seriously they took the Celestial Dragon Form – before it was nurtured successfully, no accident must happen.
Now that Fang Ning wanted to summon the Celestial Dragon to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom, he could definitely not make the decision himself.
After all, he was only asking the will of God. As for the tedious follow-up work, it would be all thrown to the Truth Department for them to take the lead.
He had never wanted to be the savior of the world anyway.
He only wanted to hole up in peace, which meant he had to resolve this sudden disaster.
If everyone died, how would he go online? Would there be people to accompany him in games?
Not to mention, the many novels he was following. His brain power was highly-developed, and being able to be up-to-date on a hundred novels at the same time served to hone his mind. would not make his thoughts messy.
The Head of the Truth Department, surnamed Hu, was a stubborn-looking man aged 73. Ren Ruofeng was 74 last year, and was 75 this year. That was why he said he was two years younger than him.
Director Hu's power was a guarded secret, deeply concealed, and he looked very much like an ordinary old man.
At that moment, he was saying impatiently, "All of you, don't be like mutes. Finish this up quickly. , and do it quickly. Don't drag it longer. The decision's made by me, and the responsibility will be borne by me, so what're you worrying about?"
Fang Ning knew, of course, that he was not talking about him, since Vigilante A was not part of the Truth Department system.
After a long while, Ren Ruofeng finally said, "Judging by the current situation, I don't think there's a need to trouble the Venerable One Sir Venerable to summon the Celestial Dragon. temporarily. Fire up all of our intelligence channels, and try to get first-hand information on the situation to be integrated and analyzed.
"It's best, of course, if the analysis could yield the reasons behind this debacle.it. If it doesn't, then we could ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to make contact with the Heavenly Axiom. After all, according to Expert George, the changes in tides would cause tsunamis earliest at this time next year. We still have time to prepare."
Hong Yunjiao, also known as Hong Yunqiao, the current acting substitute Captain of the Think Tank Group, glanced at him so briefly that it was almost undetectable. "Advisor Ren's words are words born of old experience and cautiousness… we of the Think Tank Group have the same opinion."
Ren Ruofeng, at this, felt slightly nauseous. 'Hmm, it sounds very much like words of praise, but you're calling me old...'
The others nodded when they heard this. Only Qiao Anping had a disappointed look in his eyes.
He had wanted to see how powerful the Celestial Dragon Form was…
He was now a Lake-level Powerhouse, and worthy opponents were usually very rare.
He had wanted to duel Vigilante A in a friendly match, but the other was more willing to catch a thief or two than to agree.
He could absolutely not hinder the other's ambition.
Elder Hai, Leader of the Combat Group, also nodded. "The Celestial Dragon should be unleashed easily. This is our most important strategic weapon. The theory about this disaster is still indecisive, so we should get an idea of the situation first."
Everyone else agreed. The decision seemed unanimous.
Fang Ning was not dejected, however, as though the person using "Ask God's will" to show off the day before was not him.
Sir System sounded confused. "Eh, Big Billionaire, you cannot show off this time. Don't you feel sad?"
Fang Ning said mildly, "What's to be sad about? It's only being delayed for a while. I'm used to it already."
The System continued, "Oh, it's true. You're a patient of acute procrastination after all. This scene must be familiar to you."
Everyone's opinions were united, and they thought that the dust had settled.
However, Director Hu, looking slightly disappointed, shook his head at that. "Sigh, your powers of judgment are still not good enough. This time, we really should ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to strike immediately and summon the True Dragon of China to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom… but we have to plan out the process."means a dead body in Cantonese. A quote in a famous Chinese movie "Shaolin Football" says that 'a person without a dream is no different from a salted fish'
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"Damn, the tsunami is coming. Has our Noah's Ark been built?"
"Who can buy a ticket?!"
George and Han were was standing on a famous beach on the west coast of the United States, watching the rising tide.
Waves and waves of seawater, layering one upon each another, came whooshing onto the shore. It was great and intimidating, making sounds as loud as thunder when crashing on the rocks.
Those two former tabloid reporters were now popular in the world of media because they had successfully reported the "Internal War of the Octopuses".
George's head was lowered as he smugly showed the headline he had just written on his phone to his companion Han.
"That's amazing! That headline would definitely attract eyes." Han looked admiringly to Clever George, his companion.
George nodded in satisfaction. "These next steps will be are our usual work. Using this headline I've just created, go find any material we'll need, or maybe some concrete evidence."
Han said immediately, "I've just seen a fairly quite famous male celebrity. I suppose he'd be interested in our interview."
The two immediately found a trim, slender black man resting under an umbrella, a Hollywood star who had recently become famous and had just finished surfing.
The other had already acted as the main character in many Hollywood monster movies since last year, and was quite reputable in the celebrity circle.
However, except for professional reporters and ardent fans, ordinary people would not be able to recognize him on the street.
That was because his characters were are all monsters…
Yes, his name was John Jackson, an Extraordinaire capable of transformation which could turn into many kinds of monsters. At first, he had only been a construction worker. However, he had been dragged away by a very inquisitive scout and had become an actor, going on the glitzy path to stardom.
Obviously, though, his path to stardom would be ending soon. With the incoming natural disasters, no one would have the mood to watch movies whatsoever.
The two walked over and greeted him.
"Hello, John, I'm George, a fan of yours. Your acting as the octopus monster last time was so great. Pity that in the end, your beautiful human wife had died. How sad." George fluently bluffed.
John blinked, then let out a curious smile. "Thank you for your praise. This is thanks to the both of you. I'd taken that rotten script only after reading your strange report about the two octopus monsters."
Han smiled helplessly and looked towards his friend.
George did not see it, but went on, "Oh, that's great. Our fates must be connected then. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
John nodded. He looked quite amenable. "Of course."
"Do you always come here to surf? Compared to last year, how has this year's tide changed?" George did not lose the chance.
"Yes, I often come here, even before I became famous. The tides are truly bigger than the ones last year at this time. I've seen the things you want to ask about online," George rambled on, as though finally having a way to channel his anger. "Damn it, my acting career had just begun, so why would such a scary disaster come soon? Is it that God doesn't want me to be famous?"
George immediately aggravated him. "Then, are you sure of how the relevant American authorities are going to face this disaster? In your opinion, are they secretly building a Noah's Ark like in the movies?" George nimbly led the topic to his headline.
John froze at that, then nodded fiercely. "They must have known this earlier, and are definitely building a Noah's Ark in secret.
"Oh, yes. I remember during a party, some of the female stars in our circle were saying that a young talented tycoon whom they like very much had hurriedly left America and ran to China. to live.
"We all know, after all, that China has more experience in dealing with natural disasters than us, and place more importance in the ordinary citizens."
George looked smugly towards his friend. The other gave him an admiring look.
Good. Now they have the concrete evidence that they needed.
One hour later, George quickly posted an exclusive story on his personal social media page.
The headline was such. as above.
The content was: "A Hollywood star has given a statement confirming that the United States is currently building a Noah's Ark in secret. Their progress is unknown, but what is known is that even a recently-made billionaire is not qualified for a ticket, and has already left the country…"
Due to the last report on octopuses, George had already acquired millions of fans. Rapidly, the big media corporations had reposted it.
The billionaire who had left America was also revealed…
William Robert. His uncle was David Robert, a former SBI special agent. He was himself a boss of a famous newly risen fashion company. His assets were worth billions, and the time taken to build it was not more than 5 years.
No wonder he could get early information. No wonder he did not have the qualifications to get a ticket. It must have been those old men alienating him…
A panic which could not be explained immediately spread through the country.
If a billionaire could not get onto the boat, that also meant that 99.99 percent of Americans could never fit the terms…
For some reason, the Americans, usually more highly restricting in relevant issues than any other countries, moved very slowly this time…
This made George feel weird, but it made him happier because it meant he could become famous again.
And of Of course, he became famous again.
The fan base of his personal news portal, "Clever George", immediately broke through to eight figures, something that some stars with a solid fan following could never manage.
The comments increased rapidly too.
George and Han read them one by one.
"Oh God, it is actually real? Who's going to save us?
"Where is our great navy? Are they just living in comfort?"
"Where are the President and the senatorsMPs? Why're they keeping collective silence? What are they escaping from? What's actually happening?"
"The East has the True Dragon, so where's our angel?"
...
Qi City, China.
Robert immediately saw the current hot news story. Of course, he did it through some little tactics.
When he saw that his home country was reduced to a panicking mess, he felt heavy, his heart hurting. His gaze then lit up, and he moved towards his nephew's bungalow next door.
He had not even entered the front door when he heard his nephew reassuring his sweethearts.
"Don't worry, Mr. Pharos will find a way. According to my uncle, he's planning to meet God, then greet him and tell him that anything can be discussed, and to not keep sending out floods to scare people."
"Hiss…" the beautiful women sucked in a cold breath, then became exultant. "So it's like this. Then, we don't have to worry about anything."
"That's right, sweethearts, let us continue partying. Today, we shall play a game of poetry word chain! The person with the best performance will get a pill secretly formulated by the Dragon Clan – the beauty pill. Long-term consumption can help improve your complexion and maintain your youth forever."
"Oh, heavens! William, you're so nice!"
"I think this is my time to shine. My specialization in my Masters was ancient Chinese."
"Philly, you think too highly of yourself. I was a Chinese guide for quite some time."
'F*ck your poetry word chain…'
Robert was utterly totally disappointed, returning with anger to his borrowed home.
Now, he knew what it meant when a salted fish could not be helped. It seemed that only he could help himself.
The upper echelons of America truly had a problem. Such a serious problem had has been allowed to be spread to the masses.
The most conventional, normal, tried method trusted way was to seal off information and stabilize the situation before secretly taking emergency steps to resolve it, like the Truth Department in China. What was the use of allowing info to spread freely?
However, if they wanted to cause panic… for causing panic…
At this, Robert immediately understood, and immediately dialed Vigilante A's number.
...
The conference room, the Chinese headquarters of the Truth Department.
Vigilante A, Ren Ruofeng, the Head of the Truth Department, and a group of powerhouses were gathered there. Most of them had their eyebrows scrunched together, silent.
Summoning the Celestial Dragon was, naturally, a very important business.
Fang Ning knew that it was not his personal business. The Celestial Dragon Form was not a power of his own that, which could be utilized and wasted as he wished. It was public equipment…
He was not Sir System, who, after two "The System is evaluating…'s thinking", would decide to do it…
Currently, he was discussing with the powerhouses the many possible consequences of summoning the Celestial Dragon.
Fang Ning had already known that the Truth Department looked seriously upon the Celestial Dragon Form.
The last time at the Land of Heritage, Sky Eagle had asked for a praying spot for the totem, but the three powerhouses had dithered for a long time despite the frantic situation. even though the situation was frantic.
Without Sky Eagle, they would not have been able to gather the spirits, and with Vigilante A's strength back then, he would not have been able to deal with the king cobra on his own.
Even in that emergency situation, they had not agreed. This showed how seriously they took the Celestial Dragon Form – before it was nurtured successfully, no accident must happen.
Now that Fang Ning wanted to summon the Celestial Dragon to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom, he could definitely not make the decision himself.
After all, he was only asking the will of God. As for the tedious follow-up work, it would be all thrown to the Truth Department for them to take the lead.
He had never wanted to be the savior of the world anyway.
He only wanted to hole up in peace, which meant he had to resolve this sudden disaster.
If everyone died, how would he go online? Would there be people to accompany him in games?
Not to mention, the many novels he was following. His brain power was highly-developed, and being able to be up-to-date on a hundred novels at the same time served to hone his mind. would not make his thoughts messy.
The Head of the Truth Department, surnamed Hu, was a stubborn-looking man aged 73. Ren Ruofeng was 74 last year, and was 75 this year. That was why he said he was two years younger than him.
Director Hu's power was a guarded secret, deeply concealed, and he looked very much like an ordinary old man.
At that moment, he was saying impatiently, "All of you, don't be like mutes. Finish this up quickly. , and do it quickly. Don't drag it longer. The decision's made by me, and the responsibility will be borne by me, so what're you worrying about?"
Fang Ning knew, of course, that he was not talking about him, since Vigilante A was not part of the Truth Department system.
After a long while, Ren Ruofeng finally said, "Judging by the current situation, I don't think there's a need to trouble the Venerable One Sir Venerable to summon the Celestial Dragon. temporarily. Fire up all of our intelligence channels, and try to get first-hand information on the situation to be integrated and analyzed.
"It's best, of course, if the analysis could yield the reasons behind this debacle.it. If it doesn't, then we could ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to make contact with the Heavenly Axiom. After all, according to Expert George, the changes in tides would cause tsunamis earliest at this time next year. We still have time to prepare."
Hong Yunjiao, also known as Hong Yunqiao, the current acting substitute Captain of the Think Tank Group, glanced at him so briefly that it was almost undetectable. "Advisor Ren's words are words born of old experience and cautiousness… we of the Think Tank Group have the same opinion."
Ren Ruofeng, at this, felt slightly nauseous. 'Hmm, it sounds very much like words of praise, but you're calling me old...'
The others nodded when they heard this. Only Qiao Anping had a disappointed look in his eyes.
He had wanted to see how powerful the Celestial Dragon Form was…
He was now a Lake-level Powerhouse, and worthy opponents were usually very rare.
He had wanted to duel Vigilante A in a friendly match, but the other was more willing to catch a thief or two than to agree.
He could absolutely not hinder the other's ambition.
Elder Hai, Leader of the Combat Group, also nodded. "The Celestial Dragon should be unleashed easily. This is our most important strategic weapon. The theory about this disaster is still indecisive, so we should get an idea of the situation first."
Everyone else agreed. The decision seemed unanimous.
Fang Ning was not dejected, however, as though the person using "Ask God's will" to show off the day before was not him.
Sir System sounded confused. "Eh, Big Billionaire, you cannot show off this time. Don't you feel sad?"
Fang Ning said mildly, "What's to be sad about? It's only being delayed for a while. I'm used to it already."
The System continued, "Oh, it's true. You're a patient of acute procrastination after all. This scene must be familiar to you."
Everyone's opinions were united, and they thought that the dust had settled.
However, Director Hu, looking slightly disappointed, shook his head at that. "Sigh, your powers of judgment are still not good enough. This time, we really should ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to strike immediately and summon the True Dragon of China to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom… but we have to plan out the process."means a dead body in Cantonese. A quote in a famous Chinese movie "Shaolin Football" says that 'a person without a dream is no different from a salted fish'
"Damn, the tsunami is coming. Has our Noah's Ark been built?""Who can buy a ticket?!"George and Han were was standing on a famous beach on the west coast of the United States, watching the rising tide.Waves and waves of seawater, layering one upon each another, came whooshing onto the shore. It was great and intimidating, making sounds as loud as thunder when crashing on the rocks.Those two former tabloid reporters were now popular in the world of media because they had successfully reported the "Internal War of the Octopuses".George's head was lowered as he smugly showed the headline he had just written on his phone to his companion Han."That's amazing! That headline would definitely attract eyes." Han looked admiringly to Clever George, his companion.George nodded in satisfaction. "These next steps will be are our usual work. Using this headline I've just created, go find any material we'll need, or maybe some concrete evidence."Han said immediately, "I've just seen a fairly quite famous male celebrity. I suppose he'd be interested in our interview."The two immediately found a trim, slender black man resting under an umbrella, a Hollywood star who had recently become famous and had just finished surfing.The other had already acted as the main character in many Hollywood monster movies since last year, and was quite reputable in the celebrity circle.However, except for professional reporters and ardent fans, ordinary people would not be able to recognize him on the street.That was because his characters were are all monstersYes, his name was John Jackson, an Extraordinaire capable of transformation which could turn into many kinds of monsters. At first, he had only been a construction worker. However, he had been dragged away by a very inquisitive scout and had become an actor, going on the glitzy path to stardom.Obviously, though, his path to stardom would be ending soon. With the incoming natural disasters, no one would have the mood to watch movies whatsoever.The two walked over and greeted him."Hello, John, I'm George, a fan of yours. Your acting as the octopus monster last time was so great. Pity that in the end, your beautiful human wife had died. How sad." George fluently bluffed.John blinked, then let out a curious smile. "Thank you for your praise. This is thanks to the both of you. I'd taken that rotten script only after reading your strange report about the two octopus monsters."Han smiled helplessly and looked towards his friend.George did not see it, but went on, "Oh, that's great. Our fates must be connected then. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"John nodded. He looked quite amenable. "Of course.""Do you always come here to surf? Compared to last year, how has this year's tide changed?" George did not lose the chance."Yes, I often come here, even before I became famous. The tides are truly bigger than the ones last year at this time. I've seen the things you want to ask about online," George rambled on, as though finally having a way to channel his anger. "Damn it, my acting career had just begun, so why would such a scary disaster come soon? Is it that God doesn't want me to be famous?"George immediately aggravated him. "Then, are you sure of how the relevant American authorities are going to face this disaster? In your opinion, are they secretly building a Noah's Ark like in the movies?" George nimbly led the topic to his headline.John froze at that, then nodded fiercely. "They must have known this earlier, and are definitely building a Noah's Ark in secret."Oh, yes. I remember during a party, some of the female stars in our circle were saying that a young talented tycoon whom they like very much had hurriedly left America and ran to China. to live."We all know, after all, that China has more experience in dealing with natural disasters than us, and place more importance in the ordinary citizens."George looked smugly towards his friend. The other gave him an admiring look.Good. Now they have the concrete evidence that they needed.One hour later, George quickly posted an exclusive story on his personal social media page.The headline was such. as above.The content was: "A Hollywood star has given a statement confirming that the United States is currently building a Noah's Ark in secret. Their progress is unknown, but what is known is that even a recently-made billionaire is not qualified for a ticket, and has already left the country"Due to the last report on octopuses, George had already acquired millions of fans. Rapidly, the big media corporations had reposted it.The billionaire who had left America was also revealedWilliam Robert. His uncle was David Robert, a former SBI special agent. He was himself a boss of a famous newly risen fashion company. His assets were worth billions, and the time taken to build it was not more than 5 years.No wonder he could get early information. No wonder he did not have the qualifications to get a ticket. It must have been those old men alienating himA panic which could not be explained immediately spread through the country.If a billionaire could not get onto the boat, that also meant that 99.99 percent of Americans could never fit the termsFor some reason, the Americans, usually more highly restricting in relevant issues than any other countries, moved very slowly this timeThis made George feel weird, but it made him happier because it meant he could become famous again.And ofOf course, he became famous again.The fan base of his personal news portal, "Clever George", immediately broke through to eight figures, something that some stars with a solid fan following could never manage.The comments increased rapidly too.George and Han read them one by one."Oh God, it is actually real? Who's going to save us?"Where is our great navy? Are they just living in comfort?""Where are the President and the senatorsMPs? Why're they keeping collective silence? What are they escaping from? What's actually happening?""The East has the True Dragon, so where's our angel?"...Qi City, China.Robert immediately saw the current hot news story. Of course, he did it through some little tactics.When he saw that his home country was reduced to a panicking mess, he felt heavy, his heart hurting. His gaze then lit up, and he moved towards his nephew's bungalow next door.He had not even entered the front door when he heard his nephew reassuring his sweethearts."Don't worry, Mr. Pharos will find a way. According to my uncle, he's planning to meet God, then greet him and tell him that anything can be discussed, and to not keep sending out floods to scare people.""Hiss" the beautiful women sucked in a cold breath, then became exultant. "So it's like this. Then, we don't have to worry about anything.""That's right, sweethearts, let us continue partying. Today, we shall play a game of poetry word chain! The person with the best performance will get a pill secretly formulated by the Dragon Clan the beauty pill. Long-term consumption can help improve your complexion and maintain your youth forever.""Oh, heavens! William, you're so nice!""I think this is my time to shine. My specialization in my Masters was ancient Chinese.""Philly, you think too highly of yourself. I was a Chinese guide for quite some time."'F*ck your poetry word chain'Robert was utterly totally disappointed, returning with anger to his borrowed home.Now, he knew what it meant when a salted fish could not be helped. It seemed that only he could help himself.The upper echelons of America truly had a problem. Such a serious problem had has been allowed to be spread to the masses.The most conventional,normal, tried method trusted way was to seal off information and stabilize the situation before secretly taking emergency steps to resolve it, like the Truth Department in China. What was the use of allowing info to spread freely?However, if they wanted to cause panic for causing panicAt this, Robert immediately understood, and immediately dialed Vigilante A's number....The conference room, the Chinese headquarters of the Truth Department.Vigilante A, Ren Ruofeng, the Head of the Truth Department, and a group of powerhouses were gathered there. Most of them had their eyebrows scrunched together, silent.Summoning the Celestial Dragon was, naturally, a very important business.Fang Ning knew that it was not his personal business. The Celestial Dragon Form was not a power of his own that, which could be utilized and wasted as he wished. It was public equipmentHe was not Sir System, who, after two "The System is evaluating's thinking", would decide to do itCurrently, he was discussing with the powerhouses the many possible consequences of summoning the Celestial Dragon.Fang Ning had already known that the Truth Department looked seriously upon the Celestial Dragon Form.The last time at the Land of Heritage, Sky Eagle had asked for a praying spot for the totem, but the three powerhouses had dithered for a long time despite the frantic situation. even though the situation was frantic.Without Sky Eagle, they would not have been able to gather the spirits, and with Vigilante A's strength back then, he would not have been able to deal with the king cobra on his own.Even in that emergency situation, they had not agreed. This showed how seriously they took the Celestial Dragon Form before it was nurtured successfully, no accident must happen.Now that Fang Ning wanted to summon the Celestial Dragon to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom, he could definitely not make the decision himself.After all, he was only asking the will of God. As for the tedious follow-up work, it would be all thrown to the Truth Department for them to take the lead.He had never wanted to be the savior of the world anyway.He only wanted to hole up in peace, which meant he had to resolve this sudden disaster.If everyone died, how would he go online? Would there be people to accompany him in games?Not to mention, the many novels he was following. His brain power was highly-developed, and being able to be up-to-date on a hundred novels at the same time served to hone his mind. would not make his thoughts messy.The Head of the Truth Department, surnamed Hu, was a stubborn-looking man aged 73. Ren Ruofeng was 74 last year, and was 75 this year. That was why he said he was two years younger than him.Director Hu's power was a guarded secret, deeply concealed, and he looked very much like an ordinary old man.At that moment, he was saying impatiently, "All of you, don't be like mutes. Finish this up quickly. , and do it quickly. Don't drag it longer. The decision's made by me, and the responsibility will be borne by me, so what're you worrying about?"Fang Ning knew, of course, that he was not talking about him, since Vigilante A was not part of the Truth Department system.After a long while, Ren Ruofeng finally said, "Judging by the current situation, I don't think there's a need to trouble the Venerable One Sir Venerable to summon the Celestial Dragon. temporarily. Fire up all of our intelligence channels, and try to get first-hand information on the situation to be integrated and analyzed."It's best, of course, if the analysis could yield the reasons behind this debacle.it. If it doesn't, then we could ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to make contact with the Heavenly Axiom. After all, according to Expert George, the changes in tides would cause tsunamis earliest at this time next year. We still have time to prepare."Hong Yunjiao, also known as Hong Yunqiao, the current acting substitute Captain of the Think Tank Group, glanced at him so briefly that it was almost undetectable. "Advisor Ren's words are words born of old experience and cautiousness we of the Think Tank Group have the same opinion."Ren Ruofeng, at this, felt slightly nauseous. 'Hmm, it sounds very much like words of praise, but you're calling me old...'The others nodded when they heard this. Only Qiao Anping had a disappointed look in his eyes.He had wanted to see how powerful the Celestial Dragon Form wasHe was now a Lake-level Powerhouse, and worthy opponents were usually very rare.He had wanted to duel Vigilante A in a friendly match, but the other was more willing to catch a thief or two than to agree.He could absolutely not hinder the other's ambition.Elder Hai, Leader of the Combat Group, also nodded. "The Celestial Dragon should be unleashed easily. This is our most important strategic weapon. The theory about this disaster is still indecisive, so we should get an idea of the situation first."Everyone else agreed. The decision seemed unanimous.Fang Ning was not dejected, however, as though the person using "Ask God's will" to show off the day before was not him.Sir System sounded confused. "Eh, Big Billionaire, you cannot show off this time. Don't you feel sad?"Fang Ning said mildly, "What's to be sad about? It's only being delayed for a while. I'm used to it already."The System continued, "Oh, it's true. You're a patient of acute procrastination after all. This scene must be familiar to you."Everyone's opinions were united, and they thought that the dust had settled.However, Director Hu, looking slightly disappointed, shook his head at that. "Sigh, your powers of judgment are still not good enough. This time, we really should ask the Venerable One Sir Venerable to strike immediately and summon the True Dragon of China to communicate with the Heavenly Axiom but we have to plan out the process."means a dead body in Cantonese. A quote in a famous Chinese movie "Shaolin Football" says that 'a person without a dream is no different from a salted fish'
