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Oregon, USA. city ​​of portland.

The city government has been temporarily borrowed and turned into the office of the federal government; the mayor's office has also become the office of the president.

"Boom boom boom!"

With the voice of "please come in", the assistant to the president opened the door and walked into the office, holding a stack of report documents in his hand.

Seeing him enter the door, President Obama immediately looked up and listened carefully to his report.

"Mr. President, eleven states are repairing network equipment, and the governments of neighboring states have also deployed expert teams to help them. It is expected that by tomorrow, the backbone networks of all cities will be basically restored."

Hearing this, Obama looked at the assistant suspiciously, as if feeling strange about such a speed.

The assistant quickly replied: "The main reason for the network paralysis is: all electronic systems are filled with junk data, and the system has no room for operation. As long as all the junk data is cleaned up, the network can be restored, so the speed soon."

"Of course, it will be very slow to restore private computers and storage devices, because the number is too large after all."

This is good news!

Obama's mood immediately improved a lot. As long as the backbone network can be restored, the state governments can operate again, and future problems will be much simpler.

However, the loss this time should be very large, right?

"Mr. President, our loss is indeed great, very great!"

Obama had been prepared for this, and then asked, "How about the casualties among the citizens?"

"Residents in the eleven states did not suffer any casualties. After all, it was just problems such as network outages and electronic equipment paralysis, not like earthquakes and tsunamis."

Hearing this, Obama nodded, another piece of good news.

but……

"What about the traffic? I heard that the traffic system is also paralyzed. Is the traffic accident serious? How many casualties have there been?"

This is what President Obama is most concerned about. If too many people die, someone has to take responsibility. And it's impossible for the little guy to push it out, and then only he and the military will be the ones to bear the blame.

God bless, hope less death! Obama prayed, watching his assistant closely.

The assistant's heart was heavy, and his face was full of sadness. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

Seeing this expression, Obama's heart sank suddenly, and his chest ached.

Damn, maybe hundreds of thousands of people died, right? Then how can I still sit in the position of president?

Say it, are you him? Say it! How many died?

In a state where Obama wanted to hear but was afraid to listen, the assistant spoke.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry! A total of 23 traffic accidents occurred in 11 states including Washington that day, with many injuries, and the death toll is..."

Obama's hands were clenched into fists, and the fingertips seemed to be pinched into the flesh. It seemed that the numbers to be heard next would be extremely huge.

"3 people!"

"What?!" Obama stood up abruptly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Seeing Mr. President's reaction, the assistant was very happy, and finally "humored" Mr. President. Who told him to shut himself up in the car yesterday, haha, haha!

"How much did you say you died? Say it again!"

The assistant smiled and repeated: "The death toll is - 3!"

How can it be? Even in normal times, there are countless traffic accidents in the Commonwealth every day. Why did only three people die after being attacked?

"Haha!" The assistant laughed loudly, singing praises while laughing, "Thanks to our little guy! Because of him, all automatic transmission cars can't turn on the ignition, can't start the car; all manual transmission cars have no air conditioning after starting , no air-conditioning, nothing..."

"So, almost all the cars in Eleven States are lying on the road and can't move. My Mr. President, think about it, everyone's cars can't be driven. How could there be a traffic accident!"

Fuck! Obama glared at his close friend, co-authored, were you kidding me just now? You almost scared me to death, you know that? I thought I was going to step down.

But since the car can't be driven, why are there still 23 traffic accidents?

The assistant snorted coldly and said, "Because they drove forcibly! The causes of these 23 traffic accidents are: drunk driving, drug driving and dog driving!"

What are you talking about? Drunk driving? Drug driving? Dog drive?

I know drunk driving, it's drunk driving; I also know drug driving, it's high and ran to drive; what the hell is this dog driving?

"At the moment before the network went down, a young girl in New York State held a dog in her arms and let the dog drive the steering wheel, while she was videotaping the dog with her mobile phone. As a result, when the attack came, the dog drove the car into the river. inside."

"After cleaning up the junk data in the phone, the police restored the last video."

Obama: "..."

If you don't do it, you won't die! After Obama secretly sighed, his whole body immediately recovered.

Since meeting that little guy, his luck seems to have improved. These days, every day has good news.

I originally thought that hundreds of thousands of people would die this time, but only three died in the end!

Haha, I laughed so hard, haha——

Obama couldn't suppress his emotions any longer, and burst out laughing.

Unfortunately, he laughed too early!

"Mr. President!" The assistant's blow came, "Our economic loss is huge!"

Obama's laugh trailed off a little, but he was still laughing.

What is economic loss? For the United States of America, as long as the problem can be solved with money, it is not a problem! If you still can't solve the problem, it must be that you don't have enough money!

America short of money? Ha, what a joke?

"Tell me! How much is our economic loss?" Obama asked with a chuckle, looking extraordinarily relaxed.

The assistant hesitated to speak, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Speak boldly! I'll go talk to the capitalists!"

Encouraged by Obama, the assistant finally dared to speak.

"Report Mr. President, our economic loss is estimated to be - 3 trillion US dollars!"

What? How many?

"3 trillion!" The assistant answered again heavily.

puff! puff! puff!

Obama vomited blood, and the blood spattered three feet.

The assistant tragically explained to his president: "The cost of all the electronic equipment in the entire eleven states is hundreds of billions, and the quantity is extremely large. It will consume a lot of manpower and material resources just to clean up the junk data."

"And all the big technology companies are out of business, and small and medium-sized technology companies are facing bankruptcy. New York is the economic center of the world. If the stock market stops for a day, the loss is nearly trillions..."

puff! puff! puff! Obama vomited blood again.

3 trillion, 3 trillion, this shit is too miserable. No, the Federation can't resist, and the whole world must come to "friendship".

We, the United States, are a peace-loving country and a kind country.

In the past, when other countries encountered disasters, we actively provided assistance. Now that we have encountered a major disaster, all countries should lend a helping hand.

The EU needs assistance, so does Russia, by the way, and China, China is the richest.

Tyrants, let's be friends!