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"Why?"

"You have girlfriends and still miss other people's fiancees? Your surname is Cao?"

"I don't think that way about Senior Sister."

"Ask yourself, have you ever fooled yourself or me? Put away your extra thoughts, Chen Motong is naturally protected by her prince, it's not your turn."

"..."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and said nothing, only Lu Mingze gently threw out the fishing rod, and started fishing under the black moon and white snow.

...

Rumors of an alien invasion have been swirling around this time.

In the entire world, billions of people are living in danger of being destroyed by a large green winged lizard at any time, and some conspiracy theories and doomsday predictions will naturally be very marketable.

Among these rumors, the one about alien invasion is naturally the hottest one.

After all, this is very reasonable. Earth technology cannot create such a terrifying monster, and earth technology cannot support such a large portal.

To sum up, this is what aliens are doing!

This kind of conspiracy theory is well-founded, so there are many people who support and believe it, and it seems to be the truth.

But countries seem to have no time to manage these ups and downs now.

Some time ago, when the cold war turned into a hot war, all countries were actively preparing for war, but now, all countries are preparing to deal with more severe crises and challenges.

Some rumors may need to be taken care of in peacetime, but in such a season, it is not something that needs special consideration at all.

In Tokyo, at 14:30 p.m., a press conference was held in the Diet Chamber reconstructed from the ruins.

This press conference was endorsed by politicians from various countries and ordered the domestic media to go, so even though this country was so 'violent' towards the media people some time ago that many media vowed not to set foot on this country, but now Here, it is still full of long guns and short guns.

It is the Secretary-General of the United Nations who is in charge of hosting this press conference. A stickman who seems to be famous, but you rarely hear his name.

He expressed great regret for the fact that he is very likely to be the last Secretary-General of the United Nations. But it's okay, the United Nations is just a table. A table with no one is meaningless, as long as there are people, where can't a meeting be held?

He never felt that his position as secretary-general was so important, it was just a mascot. Maybe he once harbored some naive fantasies, but when he really got to this point, he lost his naivety a long time ago.

His country is in chaos, and the current Secretary-General is not in the mood to exercise his invisible power.

"Regarding the disasters that have occurred in various parts of the world in recent days, the United Nations has decided after discussion that it will take collective actions to strangle that evil monster!"

In a burst of flashing lights, the Secretary-General continued to speak with a Sima face on his face.

"From today, we will establish a World Security Council, which will be co-chaired by Australia Song, Huaguo, America, Surrender Country, Maoxiong Country—and World Palm Company."

As soon as his words fell, the entire auditorium fell silent, followed by an explosive shutter sound and a state of affairs like a frying pan

"What is the proposition of this World Security Council?!"

"May I ask why such an illegal monopoly organization as Zhangshi Company can join such a large international organization!!!"

"How do you deal with that huge monster?!"

Countless questions were intertwined at the press conference, making it extremely chaotic here. But what these reporters, and those who watch the show behind the TV, want to ask more is-

Why no shit stirrer? !

Although my shit-stirring stick has lost the capital, most of the territory is facing independence, and the navy is almost wiped out——but I am still a big gangster in name anyway!

Such shamelessness, and directly giving their seats to a company, is simply... an insult!

The Secretary-General patted the microphone expressionlessly, and the loud noise made all the reporters shut up

"Now it's time for questions." He casually pointed to a beautiful female reporter, and the bald eagle girl with long thighs immediately stood up and said loudly

"May I ask if the purpose of the World Security Council is to eradicate that monster? Is the leader of all this the Master Company?"

"Our first priority is to protect human beings in disasters. The members of the Council are equal and have no leadership at all."

Although the secretary-general has a Sima face and doesn't want to work, he still has a way of dealing with bureaucracy.

"May I ask why the World Security Council kicked out the shit-stirring country!" A British girl stood up indignantly and said

"Because your country does not meet the selection criteria of the World Security Council - and, please raise your hand and ask."

"Then what kind of weapons are you planning to use to kill that monster? Nuclear weapons? Will it have a huge impact?"

"This is a confidential matter, no comment."

Press conferences have never been so boring and stupid.

People who want to talk say what they want to say, people who ask questions always ask meaningless and nutritious words, and finally waste more than three hours on things that can be clearly announced in three minutes.

Mu Feng didn't intend to wait any longer, time is money, he was not short of money and time, but he didn't want to wait too long.

That's right, he ignored the staff's obstruction, walked directly to the front of the stage, walked up to the secretary-general, and made him move away obediently with just one look.

"It's out, it's out! The hot man is out!!!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen him on TV, General~"

"Tyrant! Dictator! Murderous maniac!"

Before the live broadcast, the audience posted a large barrage of bullet screens. There is no doubt that Mu Feng is very 'popular' among them.

It doesn't matter whether it is good or bad. After all, in the face of the blanket information bombardment in some areas, it is already very good for Mu Feng to be able to look at the influence of STEM devices without moving his face, so that he has always been positive in the world's public opinion.

Under the uproar and shooting of long guns and short guns, Mu Feng calmly patted the microphone, and after the huge noise cleared up these noisy voices, he said calmly

"I, Mu Feng, will be your savior from today on."

"Whether you are willing to accept it or not, I will be your savior!"

These words, which were so arrogant that they almost ignored the people of the world, spread throughout the whole world along with the radio signal.

"Who does he think he is?!"

"It's too arrogant! Why should I thank him? What is he?!"

Such words can be said to be heard endlessly, but Mu Feng doesn't care about all of them, because what he said is only the facts—the facts that everyone must accept.

"I have always represented the most cutting-edge technology, the most powerful individual, and the most successful person on this planet."

Mu Feng stared at the reporters with disdain and indifference, like a god looking down on mortals

"This is the case now, and it will be more so in the future-I know what you want to say, but your country cannot protect you, your army cannot protect you, but I can."

"So, I will be your well-deserved savior."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without hesitation, ignoring the crowd of reporters who flocked to him.

"If you say things like this, everyone won't accept your favor." Back in the car, the rosy-faced Xiaosaki looked at Mu Feng and said with a soft smile.

"Everyone will just think you're a badass!"

"That's because they still regard me as their 'kind'." Mu Feng said indifferently

"But when I accomplish my great deeds, when I become their savior. My altar will be erected, and all the anger and contempt now will turn into personal idolatry."

What he wants to play is the savior, a perfect "god", who will assume the identity of the strong man who protects the entire earth now, in the future, and more often.

Such an identity is very necessary, because sooner or later Mu Feng will slowly show his true strength. And by that time, his identity as the savior will be even stronger, and the aura of divinity on his body will allow all 'unusual' to be accepted frankly.

They will slowly adapt to the fact that there really is a god, an existence that can regulate and plan the direction of the entire human society from a detached perspective.

"If you are a god, then am I not a concubine of a god—no, it seems that I have to carve a statue for myself." Xiaosaki said with a smile

"If you think so, do it—and, the internal political affairs may have to be handed over to you and Manami for a while. Yan Ye needs to deal with the issue of mixed races, and I... have my affairs too."

"Isn't it? Come again!!!"

43. Final Destruction Singing

"I said...have we completely become thugs of the evil company now?"

In a garden full of birds and flowers, Fang Shan sat on a chair and watched his wife and children playing, and suddenly asked Mu Shang next to him

"Did you know?" Mu Shang, who was putting sugar in his coffee, looked at his little friend in surprise

"We have been since we signed the boss's contract. How can you ask such a thing? Are you trying to betray the boss?"

"Do you dare to say that you have never had such an idea?" Fang Shan asked back

"Of course." Mushang picked up the coffee with four cubes of sugar in it, and said righteously

"As far as the things I did for our boss and the execution of so many 'colleagues', in terms of these things, it's completely normal for me to feel disobedient to him."

"Then why didn't you take action?"

"Same reason as yours."

Fang Shan chuckled, he looked at his wife and daughter, closed his eyes and mouth

The reasons for both of them are the same, even though many times they can't understand Mu Feng's behavior, and even feel uncomfortable with the boss's cruelty, but they still choose to work for him.

Because they have no choice, everything they have now is given by him, and everything they have is under his control. If there are devils in this world, then their boss must be one of them.

Not to mention freedom, they have even sold themselves to Mu Feng. The idea of ​​rebellion can stay in their minds, but there is absolutely no possibility of implementation.

"It's good to be open, after all, our boss must have a good result." Mu Shang shrugged

Yes, the starting point is bad, the purpose is bad, and the process is even worse, but they can give a good result—this is their boss.

"Now we are heroes who are about to set out to save the world. Come on, this is an opportunity to leave a mark in history."

Mushang drank the coffee in one gulp, and his figure disappeared in the garden full of singing birds and flowers in a blink of an eye.

Fang Shan glanced at his wife and children, sighed insignificantly, and disappeared into the courtyard.

They left the illusion and returned to reality.

Back in this cold and hard steel body, feeling the hard body and cold emotions, people gradually forget that they are human beings.

Fang Shan looked at the cockpit in front of him, and his steel hands gently grasped the operating lever. He has nothing in reality, but he has everything in the dream, if he has to say, he should be living in the dream.

In reality, he has no family, no love, and his cold body cannot hug anyone. Only in the dreamland can he turn back into a human being with warmth.

For him like this, Mu Feng is equivalent to his recreated parents and gods. He was really ashamed to think of rebellion against such a person.

Therefore, he really doesn't care whether he can become a real hero or whether he can be recorded in the history books of this cold reality.

The order to attack was transmitted to the brain along with the signal, and spread to the limbs. Fang Shan took a deep breath and lit up the dark console.

After this job, he might really want to resign and retire in his dream. The real body has no value of nostalgia.

Strike now! save the world!

...

"Our life is always full of helplessness, right?"

In a deep canyon in the Arctic ice sheet, Fury, who sat cross-legged on Galakrond's head, patted the forehead burning with evil fire, and said with a smile

"Fate and reality will always push us to do things we don't want to do - but this is life, and we must get used to it, Galakrond."

Galakrond did not answer, but the tyranny and hatred that could not be concealed were hidden in those huge eyeballs.

All this time, it has been manipulated by Rage.

Holding the Scepter of Sargeras and the Eye of Sargeras, the source of the fel energy injected into Galakrond, Rampage's control over Galakrond is as high as a limit.

And he never loosened his control over the father of the dragon almost every moment, so Galakrond could only passively destroy those ants under his control.

This is totally inconsistent with Galakrond's original plan.

What he wants to do is to infect all life on this planet with his blood of fel energy, just like he once controlled those dead proto-dragons, controlling the living life on this planet.

Gather a large amount of fel energy, and its power will rise to a higher level. The Dragonfather also filled his nights, longing for mighty immortality after returning from the abyss of death.

But under the control of fury, all his destructive behaviors are just acting to the point.

And now, he even had to perform one last scene, and then he would leave, leaving this luscious world.

Galakrond was ashamed to be reduced to a puppet. Not to mention that now he still has no achievements, and then exits with a serious injury.

"Don't pay too much attention to all of this." Fury said lightly

"Your base is always in Azeroth. We awakened you just to let you do your current role well. When all this is done, you will be free."

"...I can't feel a trace of honesty in your words." Galakrond sneered

"At least in this world, I won't order you anymore." Furious smiled

"You will have your mission in Azeroth. The legion needs a powerful demon. Not a 'target' like this world, but a demon who only knows destruction and destruction."