I, the only superpower on earth

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom—"

There were urgent and loud knocks at the gate. Apart from these knocks, there were also many sincere shouts:

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"Help me, don't forget that we are all family!"

"..."

Many voices rang outside the gate of the embassy, ​​they were Chinese with proficient or unproficient accents.

But the people in the embassy all had stiff expressions, as if they were deaf.

"Secretary Feng."

Yang Jue, the military attache of the embassy, ​​looked at Feng Youwen, the first secretary of the embassy.

"Is there any news from Minister Yun?"

Feng Youwen shook his head silently.

"Minister Yun is still in touch... After all, the incident here may be related to the 'transcendent factor'... So, we must ask the 'chief person in charge'."

Transcendents - Since this character hit the world stage, they are like stars, and the whole planet starts to revolve around them.

The "Blood Angel" in Japan is like this.

This is true of the "first citizen" of the United States who is suspected to be an extraordinary existence.

Naturally, this was especially true for a man in the country who was stained with the blood of another transcendent.

The "Extraordinary Project" that was carried out secretly, because the scheduled "Deputy Director" died in his hands, so the "General Director" of the project who had already selected the support object had to resign because of this accident, Even went down sadly.

And the man named Lin Heng who succeeded him as the "Chief in Charge" also became a pivotal figure in the entire country in a very short period of time.

Although the "Extraordinary Project" is called "Extraordinary", it will eventually settle in the real world. Any scientific research, once the amount of resources or money involved is large enough, it will have political influence, and even be enough to become the highest level of achievement, or it will be a failure—not to mention, it has nothing to do with transcending reality. A study linked to the power of gods?

On the one hand, he possesses great power, on the other hand, he has a political halo, Lin Heng's title of "General Manager" quickly became a very political identity—and in fact, he did not shy away from exert their power on a practical level.

Therefore, many storms also arise on the west coast of the ocean.

These are things that Yang Jue and Feng Youwen have heard a little bit, but because they are in a foreign land and have not been involved in the disturbance, they just have some feelings about it.

"'Chief in charge'... How long will the meeting between Minister Yun and them last?"

Yang Jue asked in a complicated tone.

"It should take a while—Admiral Yang, do you think this door is a bit unsafe? Are you worried that people from outside will rush into the embassy?"

Feng heard back again.

"...No, it doesn't matter."

Yang Jue shook his head.

"You can rest assured that even if this door is washed down, people outside will not be able to pass through our defense line.

"...I'm just a little worried that causing too many casualties at one time may have a bad impact on the country's image."

...

Liu Jianheng—or Joseph Liu, licked his dry lips.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"We want to go home!!"

The hoarse shouts of other people came from beside him.

Joseph Liu sighed, although his heart was still full of urgency, but because he shouted too hard just now, his voice was a little hoarse for a while. So he took a few steps back, turned around, and said to a girl and a little boy behind him:

"Quick, Ying Yuan, Ying Qing, you all shout like me."

The little boy lowered his head reluctantly, while the girl hugged her chest and looked at him coldly. The middle-aged woman behind the two children kept urging:

"Oh, listen to your father, shout into the embassy like him, this is related to our wealth and life..."

The little boy opened his mouth, as if he was about to shout like Liu Jianheng, but at this moment, the girl shook his hand and encouraged him:

"Danny, don't listen to Joseph."

The boy shut his mouth immediately, but Liu Jianheng was furious.

"...What Joseph, I'm your father! How can you call me by my first name...and my name is Liu Jianhe..."

"...Huh, dad, when you used to have an open-air barbecue party in the community, didn't the neighbors call you Joseph, and you deserved to be very happy?"

The girl's sneering expression made Liu Jianheng choke so hard that he couldn't say a word. He raised his hand, but put it down. In the United States for so many years, because of the restriction of the anti-domestic violence law, "you can't beat children" has become a The instinct in his body, even if he was so angry at this moment, he subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"dad..."

The little boy tugged on his sleeve a little aggrieved.

"...I don't want to shout, I don't want to leave, I want to stay here..."

"Yeah—why do you have to go?"

The girl was also there to chime in:

"Aren't we living a pretty good life now? Although the standard house is much smaller than the previous house, I don't think living in a villa is very happy-if Dad you are afraid of 'L-PDE' Bill Zero, we will put the property Donate it all, or donate it to other people? Anyway, there is a basic income of 10,000 credits per month, and the applicable population limit of Bill Zero is also floating, as long as it does not exceed the average wealth of ordinary people. You don’t have to worry about entering the ‘Million People Sequence’, I think it’s more conducive to social fairness…”

"Shut up!"

Liu Jianheng impatiently stopped the girl from speaking.

"—I knew I shouldn't have taken you abroad! Now the speech has completely changed into a foreigner's tone. Liu Yingqing, don't you think that you have really become a foreigner because you took the English name of 'Candice'?... full of mouth Do you know that the money we earn is passed down from generation to generation? Do you know that all the good clothes and good food since you were born are thanks to your parents, your grandparents? Years of hard work?

"...We have been hardworking and hardworking since ancient times, and we are the smartest and hardest-working people in the world, so we have accumulated so much wealth-now the US government wants to bring us back to our original shape with one word, and make us struggle so hard We have been standing on the same starting line with the laziest black people for many years, and I just said one word: 'Don't even think about it!' Liu Yingyuan, stop pouting, and Liu Yingqing, please be honest, don't be like a banana man!"

Liu Jianheng's irritable tone finally calmed down the girl.

Although she was still full of dissatisfaction, she didn't speak any more, and the little boy had already lowered his head. Their mother hesitated to speak, hugged the two children, and kept sighing.

This scene made Liu Jianheng more irritable. He turned his head and looked at the heavily closed gate of the embassy. The inside was as unpredictable as a deep palace wall.

When Liu Jianheng was about to continue shouting, hoping that the person in charge inside would consider them, a "creaking" sound suddenly sounded from the door.

"The door is open!"

The crowd burst into ecstasy, and just as they were about to rush in, the black muzzles of the soldiers stationed behind the embassy gate made everyone calm down again.

"...everyone."

Feng Youwen stood behind the gate of the embassy, ​​and smiled slightly at the densely packed overseas Chinese in front of him:

"—Minister Yun has heard your voice and decided to hold a special discussion meeting. I will select fifty representative people from among you to participate in this meeting.

"... Those who have been selected, please wait for a while and follow me. Others, please stay in the waiting area of ​​the embassy for a while."