Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Lu Mingfei actually didn't want to participate in any commendation ceremony. The cabinet ministers in front of him looked very hypocritical.

Even Lu Mingfei could see that these ministers were probably full of dissatisfaction, but they still had to put on fake smiles that could induce the uncanny valley effect to face the media reporters.

This kind of environment made him feel like he was in a closed room full of super-realistic dolls, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Rather than making excuses with these adults, Lu Mingfei was more willing to experience the game console he had just acquired recently in the hotel.

Yes, a game console!

The big-hearted Lu Mingfei only felt uneasy on the first day, but then he turned back into that salty fish who was not afraid of boiling water, pretending to be completely resigned to the flow of nature.

And forgetting about school tasks and concentrating on playing games in the hotel is his way of showing off.

Coincidentally, he also found a friend on the Internet who was as addicted to Street Fighter as he was. Isn't this more interesting than going to receive an award or something?

Lu Mingfei wanted to refuse the so-called invitation, but in order to ensure that the matter was resolved smoothly, he could only attend the commendation ceremony.

Under the precise control of the cabinet, all participants tried their best to praise Lu Mingfei, almost praising him as a savior.

The commendation ceremony was broadcast live globally. At this moment, everyone in the world got to know Lu Mingfei.

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"Fake! It must be fake!"

In the dimly lit house, looking at the expressionless Lu Mingfei on the live broadcast page, the fat pig-headed skin on Okabe's face began to tremble.

The TV fluorescence was reflected in the small round lenses. He looked at Lu Mingfei's voice, his eyes full of anger: "Just a branch | Then, how can he deserve such an honor? It must be those damn cabinet ministers who betrayed the country.

Benefit!"

"No! I can't sit back and watch all this! I want to resist! I want to protest! All government officials of this term should step down. They are simply a group of silverfish who only know how to damage the country's reputation!"

Okabe Fushi was filled with indignation, his face turned red, he picked up the keyboard on the side and started typing quickly.

In just a few minutes, pieces of highly inflammatory articles appeared on his computer.

After logging into different website forum pages, he started copying and pasting, and started switching his own account to cheer.

In less than five minutes, he single-handedly led a large number of people like him to criticize Lu Mingfei and the cabinet in various forums.

There is no fear in their hearts, because they have done this kind of thing many times, and many people have even died because of their violent remarks online, but so what?

Cloaked in the guise of the Internet, everyone is a murderer, and they have never received the punishment they deserve when the law does not punish the public.

Okabe Fu thought that the result this time would be similar to the past, but everything exceeded his expectations and imagination.

The moment unfavorable remarks about Lu Mingfei appeared in various Internet forums, the Information Investigation Bureau under the control of the cabinet government went into full working mode.

The original methods of the cabinet government may not be strong enough, but by coincidence, Lincoln intervened in this matter.

So all the network information of the five major operators including doo, softbank, and au at this moment was sent to the Information Investigation Bureau.

Island-wide, information screening began in silence, and one after another people who made nonsense on the Internet had their IP addresses and residential addresses locked.

Then, the local police station and the nearby self-defense force began to take action.

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In the dim room, Okabe Fushi stared closely at the computer screen, constantly performing the F5 refresh operation with his fingers. Looking at the increasing number of people discussing and the intensity of the discussion, his face was full of excitement.

To say he is patriotic? Not necessarily.

In fact, he is more like a shady little character who lives in a shady corner and only pops out at certain times to stir up people's emotions and profit from it.

In reality, provoking national antagonisms and ethnic conflicts is the easiest way to attract attention, and that's exactly what he did.

The popularity of the forum is constantly rising, and he can almost imagine how much benefit he will reap from this in the future.

Thinking of this in his mind, Okabe Fushi felt a little itchy in his buttocks and wanted to scratch both sides to relieve it.

Dong dong dong~~

While he was daydreaming about his future life, a knock on the door made him frown, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Who?"

“Your takeaway.”

"Takeaway?" Okabe Fushi remembered that he had ordered a discounted Fukushima eel rice, and immediately stood up: "Here it is."

Click!

Okabe Fushi turned the door handle, and at the moment when the deadbolt retracted into the body of the lock, a huge force completely knocked the door open from the outside.

With a bang, Oracle Okabe's body fell backwards. The sunlight outside the door was shining brightly at this moment. Looking at the police officer standing outside with the backlight, Oracle Okabe couldn't help but have a trace of panic in his eyes: "You guys

What are you going to do?!"

"You are breaking into private houses! This is illegal! I want to file a complaint against you! I must file a complaint against you!"

While shouting loudly and angrily, Okabe Fushi got up from the ground and grabbed his cell phone.

Several police officers at the door watched his movements silently, and without hesitation, they reached out and took out their pistols and pointed it at Okabe Fushi: "I am warning you! Stop all movements in your hands immediately, otherwise it will be regarded as

If you resist violently, I have the right to shoot!"

"Ha?!" Okabe Fushi stared at the people in front of him with wide eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Shoot? Come on! Shoot! Shoot me to death! Do you dare?!"

Okabe Fushi's ugly face is as disgusting as a fat pig covered in oil.

Seeing that the police officer at the door made no further action, Okabe Fushi became even more arrogant. While holding his cell phone and retreating into the house, he reached out and picked up a pornographic book on the table and threw it out: "Get out of my house."

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Bang!

The loud sound of gunshots resounded in the narrow and airtight room, the smoke dissipated from the muzzle of the gun, and the expression on Okabe Fushi's face completely stiffened.

The impurities he held in his hands fell to the ground, the light in his eyes quickly turned to death, and the bright red blood overflowed from underneath him and spread on the mat on the ground.

They stepped forward to test Okabe's signs of life. Several police officers couldn't help showing a trace of sadness in their eyes, and then reconnected to the police station channel: "Room 405, Okabe's fortune-teller was shot dead on the spot due to violent resistance, please support.

."

The same thing not only happened to Okabe Fuji, but many more people who spread negative remarks online were shot and killed on the spot by members of the police station or Self-Defense Forces.

The gunshots rang out one after another, almost making people think that a terrorist attack had occurred in this country, but little did they know that this was just an internal cleanup.

This inhumane practice was not an order from Lincoln, he simply asked Okabe to predict the death of these people.

But one thing we all know is that although Japan has not abolished the death penalty, it is almost the same as abolishing it.

Except for a small number of criminals whose crimes are extremely serious, causing extremely bad social repercussions and arousing public anger, even killing the current prime minister will not necessarily result in the death penalty.

Although the behavior of people like Okabe Fuji is bad and possible, it is impossible to be sentenced to death in Japan.

If so, their system would be in sharp contrast to Lincoln's requirements.

The cabinet government feels that it should preserve the last dignity for itself and should not use the death penalty for people like Okabe Fushi.

As a result, the incredible violent resistance to arrest led to the shooting on the spot.

This year, the original record of less than ten shooting cases nationwide was broken by police and self-defense forces. According to incomplete private statistics, at least a hundred people were shot dead on the spot on this day.

In the entire arrest of cyber-information crimes, the joint operation of the Self-Defense Forces and the police did not capture even a single person alive.

When people die, all kinds of comments they send out begin to be quickly controlled on the Internet.

It is not just the local police stations and network operators in Japan that are assisting in the control. Many network platforms around the world, including Facebook and YouTube, are also rapidly erasing information at this moment.

Money and power have unimaginable power, but in the face of absolute power that can directly destroy planetary civilization, all of this is illusory.

Money and power are based on life. If you don't do what Lincoln wanted, people will die. When people die, their lives will be gone.

What happened in the black robe pickets is happening again in this world.

Different from the black robe, perhaps because of frequent contact with dragons, this practical person has a clearer understanding of power, so he will be given more respect.

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As the cabinet began to sort out those who deserved death, the eight Sheqi families also fell into fierce quarrels.

They originally thought that Angers was already a strong enough person, but now, they saw what real strength is.

Having occupied this corner of the island for hundreds of thousands of years, although the strength of the Eight Sheqi Family is strong enough, it is also limited. Not to mention the social network that affects Europe and the United States, they cannot fully control even this island.

But now, Lu Mingfei suddenly jumped out and relied on Lincoln's power to directly defeat many forces, including the cabinet.

From Yuan Zhisheng's words, the heads of the other families already knew what happened that night.

Two helicopters and dozens of armored vehicles asked themselves, even with their abilities, they didn't know how to handle this matter to minimize the storm, but now Lincoln showed them what it means to confuse right and wrong.

The dead Self-Defense Forces directly became an organization intent on rebellion, and the smuggled-in Lu Mingfei and others directly became heroes worthy of wearing chrysanthemum medallion neckbands.

The person who made hateful remarks about Lu Mingfei on the Internet was rushed into his home by police officers and shot dead on the spot. Social platforms around the world must follow Lincoln's wishes.

This terrifying ability has exceeded Tachibana Masamune's imagination. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to understand that such ridiculous things could happen in the world!

"Everyone, all our previous plans have to be revised."

Tachibana Masamune looked at the seven members of the family in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "We may be able to offend Lu Mingfei, but the person behind him is definitely someone we cannot offend now."

"Everyone has already seen his performance in space. Now it seems that the deterrent brought by this move is much greater than we imagined."

"The purpose of the Sheqi Eight Family's existence is not to fight against such people. We need peace!"

Having said this, Tachibana Masamune took a long breath and turned to look at Yuan Zhisheng: "Next, I would like to trouble you to continue to contact them, and we must show our goodwill to them."

"If necessary, you can inform them of the existence of the fierce ghosts and borrow their power to fight those ghosts."

Peace, and borrowing.

It sounds nice, but everyone in the room understands that the so-called peace is actually surrender.

The word borrowing in the original plan should be used instead of utilizing.

Lu Mingfei and the others are not powerful enough to arouse people's fear. Lincoln, who can stand in outer space where humans and even dragons cannot survive, and carry out precise strikes at the speed of light against things hundreds of kilometers away, is the real reason why they kneel down.

This time, there was no voting action. Everyone listened to Tachibana Masamune's words and silently expressed their support.

Bang bang bang~

The atmosphere in the room was solemn and solemn. Suddenly, crisp applause came from a dark corner.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, reached out and pulled out the katana beside them and shouted: "Who!"

"You don't recognize me anymore, so what were you talking about before?" Lincoln walked out of the darkness with a slight smile on his lips, and looked at the others slightly: "You want to kill me with a knife?"

"This is just to prevent criminals." Facing Lincoln's contemptuous gaze, Fuma Kotaro gritted his teeth and said, "This is not the place you should be!"

"Really?" Lincoln chuckled and stretched out his hand to place the treaty he signed with the cabinet in front of him: "Look, this treaty stipulates that all places on the Japanese island are open to me unconditionally, including your house."

"How could such a thing exist!" Fuma Kotaro couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This is a shame!"

"No, no, no, this is a shame for you, but for me, it is a symbol of victory."

Under the angry gazes of several people, Lincoln put away the treaty: "If it weren't for this treaty, you should start thinking about how to change your nationality at this time."

"You!" Hearing the naked threat in Lincoln's words, Miyamoto Shixiong, one of the five heads of the outer family, stood up with a loud voice and was about to say something.

But when he met Lincoln's silent gaze, the words in his mouth were suddenly choked.

A strong death crisis enveloped him, and the terrifying feeling made him think that he was just a weak rabbit.

"If you are speechless, just kneel down." Lincoln retracted his gaze and looked at the others: "The same goes for the rest of you."