Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

At dawn, the Ambassador of the People's Republic of China to Comoros was woken up by an urgent knock on the door.

Ambassador He shook his head and opened his bloodshot eyes.

That was the manifestation of insufficient sleep. Looking at the time, he had only slept for less than three hours.

Gambia quickly invaded Comoros. Although it was a war, it was only a thousand-man light infantry fighting each other. The two sides of the war were considered rookies even in poor and backward Africa. As the diplomatic envoy of the P5, Mr. He should be extremely calm. As soon as the door was closed, he contacted the Chinese in Comoros to pay attention to their safety and instructed them. Then, he ordered the garrison to be vigilant and wait for this war to be over.

As for the outcome of the war and how to deal with the relationship between Comoros and Gambia, that was something that the country needed to study. It had nothing to do with him, the ambassador.

However, he was too foolish.

Something still happened.

At least eight employees of the Chinese company working in Comoros had been kidnapped.

They were kidnapped by the Gambia army.

At that time, the Comorians who had seen all of this quietly called the embassy. When the kidnapped Chinese employees tried their best to hide, they also sent information to their relatives in the country to prevent any accidents. Therefore, this matter circulated back to the country through various channels. After two to three days, it had already begun to explode.

More and more people discussed this matter on Chinese social media. The trending topics on Weibo and the headlines of the portal were still very popular. They prayed for their compatriots and cursed at Gambia, calling for the country to pressure them to interfere and even send troops as soon as possible. These people had good intentions and were simple and kind.

There were also bad guys who mocked China, idiots who shouted sarcastically that the Battle Wolves had been mobilized, and f*cking marketing accounts who took the opportunity to ride on the popularity. It was not surprising that there were some animals and scum within the population of more than a billion people.

The relevant departments were under greater pressure, and the country also took action immediately. The Gambia Ambassador to China was summoned immediately. The relevant leader conveyed the concern of more than a billion Chinese people for their missing compatriots to the Ambassador and urged Gambia to immediately release the kidnapped Chinese civilians and not ruin the relationship between the two countries.

The ambassador to China was a mouthpiece, but when the news returned to Gambia, how could the king know about this? When he heard this, he panicked and immediately asked his French friend what was going on.

Of course, his French friend smiled and comforted him. It's fine, it's fine. The Chinese are all fine. If you don't believe me, I'll show you a photo and only ask them for a small favor. My friend, you'll hear good news soon. The entire Comoros has basically been occupied. Soon, you'll retrieve your ancestral land.

When the King of Gambia heard this, he was relieved.

Then, he began to pretend to be dead.

If the head of a country deliberately pretended to be dead, he could pretend for at least three to five days. Even if China was one of the dignified five permanent members, they could not do anything to him for the time being. Didn't the Soviet Union and the American Empire retreat under the angry roar and deterrence of the Gambia King?

He did not dare to speak to him because he felt guilty. He had simply given China enough face.

Moreover, he had also agreed to get someone to investigate.

The efficiency between countries was usually relatively slow because there were all kinds of communication and procedures to connect. In such a situation, it was even more troublesome.

In the end, the embassy in Comoros endured the most firepower and the calls basically did not stop. 99% of the calls were from the "warm people" in the country. They did not provide any favorable information at all and were all here to ask about the progress and if their compatriots had been saved.

After all, basically the embassies in the various countries had their own official websites. They gave the most basic introduction to the local customs, travel information, and so on. There were also contact numbers that anyone could find.

These netizens who called to ask sounded better. Some were more socially connected and scolded them for being useless.

Another person pointed out the situation and gave suggestions in a leader's tone.

This was completely useless and even occupied the embassy's key and precious phone line resources.

Later on, it exploded in the country. Among them, there were relatively social, pretentious, and cursing people, as well as people who pointed out the situation. A few of them were local streamers of various platforms. They did not know what was good for them. In order to become popular, they called the embassy to eat human blood buns in the name of paying attention to their compatriots during the live broadcast.

After causing public anger online, it was announced by the video website that it would be permanently banned.

The embassy made a post on Weibo and asked the netizens not to occupy the precious line to avoid missing really useful clues. After a large number of reposts and even peaking, they set the colored bell before the call was picked up to not mess around. Only then did the frequency of calls slowly decrease.

Even so, the staff of the embassy was still extremely troubled by these calls, but they did not dare not to answer them. It would be bad if they missed the really important news.

Although Ambassador He did not have to be an operator, he was even more tired than answering the phone.

Ever since the news of the kidnapping and disappearance came, he had basically not stopped. As he maintained contact with the country, he tried to ask the local government for help. At first, it was Comoros, but he was weak and could not even protect himself, let alone a few Chinese people.

In less than two days, the "elite army" gathered by Comoros was indeed scattered. The king even fled in panic. Gambia went straight into the capital and occupied it. Ambassador He went to ask the officer of the Gambia army who had occupied the palace, but this time, he could not even enter the palace and was completely roughly stopped outside by the guards.

The ambassador was extremely angry. He half threatened and half tempted, but the guards insisted that they would not let him in. In the end, the ambassador cursed and even subconsciously put on the traditional skill of "Don't say that I'm not prepared".

International law was not a decoration, let alone to the P5.

—Please tell your officer—the ambassador made it very clear.

International law stipulated that when war erupted and the lives and assets of neutral citizens of a third country were violated, and the host country lost all its ability to interfere and rescue, and there was sufficient evidence that the violation had happened or was happening, with the authorization of the Council and the consent of the war-torn country, the third country had the right to use the necessary force to carry out a military rescue of its violated citizens.

It meant—If you don't give us an explanation, we'll f*cking kill you!

At this point, these black people were actually unmoved.

The ambassador left angrily.

After returning, he did not even eat. He hurriedly lived for half a night and confirmed the safety of all the Chinese people in Comoros. It was almost dawn before he fell asleep.

He did not expect to be woken up by the secretary in less than three hours.

The anxious anger of being woken up only lasted for a moment before the ambassador woke up at an extremely fast speed. The secretary was not someone who did not know the severity of the situation and knew that he needed to rest.

He put on his clothes and opened the door. He saw his secretary, Little Qian, looking flustered and out of breath…

"Phone… phone…"

The ambassador knew that something was wrong. "Who called?"

"Hostage… hostage…"

Ambassador He's expression changed. "The hostage called?"

"No… no…" Little Qian finally caught his breath. "The phone said that the hostage is outside!"

The ambassador was stunned for a moment, then rushed out the door and ran down. Little Qian followed.

"Who called?" he asked as he walked. "Those Gambia people?"

"No…" The secretary hesitated for a moment, "I think he's Chinese…"

The ambassador said coldly, "Those who can speak Chinese might not be Chinese."

He had really been furious these few days.

Little Qian hesitated and said, "I think he's Chinese…"

The ambassador turned. "Why? How can you be so sure?"

The secretary whispered, "I asked him who he was. He said that he was Lei Feng…"

When they reached the first floor, the rolling door of the hall had already been pulled open. A few fully armed soldiers stood outside. The leading military officer stopped him. "Wait, we're doing an inspection."

Outside the door, he could vaguely discover a few Chinese people lying. A few soldiers stared over without moving. There, an armed police officer carefully half-knelt beside those compatriots and checked them for bombs and booby traps.

In the end, he gestured that there was no problem. His comrades all heaved a sigh of relief and immediately surrounded him. At the same time, the Chinese people were finally woken up.

They looked around in confusion and subconsciously trembled. They saw the faces of their compatriots close at hand.

Then, there was the steel helmet, armband, and the five-star red flag on the military uniform.

These Chinese people who had been kidnapped and frightened for a few days were stunned for a moment. Then, tears filled their eyes. They reached out to hug the soldier in front of them… It was actually the armed police, then cried.

"So it's you!" One of them cried. "You should have told us earlier. We won't tell anyone…"

The staff of the embassy was both happy and relieved. When they heard this, they looked at each other.

What do you mean?

Ambassador He's expression changed slightly as he said, "There are many people here. Bring everyone in first. Heat some porridge in the kitchen, get some salted vegetables, and boil some hot water. Let's talk inside."

The person who had done a good deed and not left his name had already quietly left.

Kang De and Horus returned the way they came. In any case, they did not pass through the French and American embassies.

Now, Comoros was still in a state of martial law. There were patrol teams and fixed checkpoints everywhere. However, what kind of person was Kang De? He was a stealth master and his skills were profound. Even if he brought an armed Hummer, he could calmly move and not be discovered by any living enemy.

"Father, are we sending them back just like that?"

"What else?"

Kang De said indifferently, "There's no hypnosis or brainwashing in the bag Hong San gave me. It's said that the mind is a forbidden area for magic. Because the brain is extremely complicated, the soul is even more profound. It's the domain of the gods and not something mortals can touch… There's something that can roughly erase memories, but it's too rough and will cause irreversible damage to the target."

Horus was still a little hesitant. "But…"

"There's no but."

Kang De slowly said, "I'm anxious to save Father this time. There are many places that I can't hide in time. If you want to talk about flaws, there are many left behind, especially on Xie Ligan's side. They can't withstand scrutiny at all… These compatriots are not the only flaws. In other words, even if there's a perfect memory-cleansing method, I won't use it."

"Because I don't want my country to discover my powers and make many guesses about me. Once I do this, the first confirmed fact will be that I have the ability to interfere with others' minds."

"Do you understand?"

"A Superman can have many abilities. If he can control flames, have extraordinary strength, and shoot lasers with his eyes, everyone's expectations of him are 80%. They're also willing to cooperate and coexist amicably, but they'll also be afraid of his strength that surpasses humans. This fear is about 20%."

"On the foundation of those abilities, this Superman knows mind control, personality rewrite, memory manipulation, and other abilities. Then, the fear of the people in power and the public towards him is 10,000%, 100,000%, and even more."

"The people of the other world are right. In terms of mind, it's indeed the domain of the gods."

Horus understood a little.

"Then, Father…" he asked, "Are you prepared to come into contact with your motherland?"

Kang De said without thinking, "…Of course not. I don't want to see those grandfathers. I keep feeling that something terrifying will happen after seeing them."

His iron son said in confusion, "But Father, you still have to return to the country…"

"Yes, I have to return. After all, I miss my parents and Xiaoman very much, but I can use my teleportation ability to secretly return. I'll pretend not to see the invitation of those higher-ups."

Kang De took a deep breath and looked out the window at the quiet sky and morning.

Comoros, Africa, the Land of Chaos, one of the most backward and sad areas on this planet.

Peace was precious, water was precious, electricity was precious, and food was precious. Everything that most Chinese already had was precious here.

However, there was a certain convenience here.

Money, power, and strength could obtain many things here.

"In the country, you can't even buy a toy gun to shoot plastic bullets."

Kang De said, "Here, I can order a large number of machine guns, mortars, and rockets from the arms dealers at any time. It's like a game. I can unlock a higher level and unlock higher status and power. I can even buy even more terrifying things, as long as I have money."

Slowly, he revealed a cold expression.

As an ordinary person, the country was naturally very safe. Living in the country was the right thing to do.

However, he was no longer ordinary.

There were extraordinary responsibilities and enemies.

He had to protect extraordinary people and things.

The stimulation and sense of danger this accident brought him were really too great.

Tina, his father, the danger of two worlds. He ran back and forth, tired of running and even falling into madness. He did not want this to happen again.

"After doing this, I'll ask if the land here is for sale."

As they chatted, the Hummer drove. According to the map, the palace of Comoros was not far away.

From here, he could see the beige palace wall steeple in the distance.

"Father, how do we sneak this time?"

Kang De knocked on the steering wheel. "My father might be inside… I can't act rashly."

He pondered for a moment and said, "I have to quietly slip in and see if I can find my father first. If I can't find him immediately, I'll capture a higher-level officer to interrogate him… This time is even more important. I don't want to take any risks. If we save my father, we'll leave immediately and not stay for a moment."

"I understand—then I'll wait nearby?"

"Yes, according to the various plans we discussed in advance…"

Kang De's voice was calm but cold.

Horus and his father confirmed some details and the terrain.

As he entered Comoros and sent the Chinese to the embassy, his father's cold emotions that emitted blood qi had already greatly eased.

This was because entering this city meant that he was already very close to his father's father.

Things had reached the most critical moment.

In fact, the long journey and killing were all for this moment.

—That was why Father was so calm.

A father knew his son best.

His iron son already knew his father better. This was a person who became calmer the more urgent the matter was. Even if he was anxious, even if his anger attacked his heart, he could still maintain extreme rationality at a critical moment.

However, if the outcome was not as he wanted, the calmness before would be as crazy as after.

Nothing must go wrong…

At this moment, even the Transformer was silently praying.

"Don't let anything go wrong."

In a house in the street on the other side of the palace, a team of mercenaries was lurking and waiting. The map, weapons, information, and everything was ready.

They all looked Asian.

They were famous mercenaries from Northern Myanmar.

The more chaotic a place was, the more professionals would appear. They were brave, professional, efficient, cruel, capable, and familiar with their business… The reputation of the Northern Myanmar mercenaries was not low even internationally.

They had rushed here only to save people. With the support of their employer at all costs, they obtained great help. Information, informants, resources, and equipment… Even this house had been chosen long ago. Before they entered Comoros, someone had done these things overnight.

"Next, it's a patient competition and an instant of lightning."

The leader looked at the map on the wall and slowly spoke, while his subordinates listened.

"The information points out that the target we want to save is imprisoned in the palace. Let's send people in to gather information and use drones to investigate the terrain. Then, we'll monitor closely until night."

"If the VIP is escorted away during the day, we'll intercept the convoy."

"If not for that, we would have launched a surprise attack tonight."

"Take the time to rest and be prepared to fight at any time. Accidents might happen in the next moment. Just like how fate is unpredictable, you can encounter ferocious tigers around the corner. You have to be vigilant and humble at all times to survive longer—arrogance and conceit are the cause of destruction, understand?!"

The leader's gaze passed the dozen or so subordinates in the room and turned to the three people sitting on the sofa.

His voice turned sharp, "Don't be like these three guys. They usually think that they're warriors comparable to tigers, but when someone touched their backs, they fell without knowing anything!"

The three of them immediately stood up, but the young man in the middle curled his lips.

"Glorious!"

The leader walked to the young man and roared, "Do you have any objections to my words?"

The other party shouted, "Yes, sir! I think you'll still fall under that situation. This doesn't mean that we're arrogant and conceited!"

The leader was furious. "Bullsh*t!"

"Yes, sir!" The other party continued to shout, "I was wrong! Sir won't be silently plotted against! Sir can kill all the enemies in the palace alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched in the face and fell to the sofa.

"Everyone is dismissed!"

The leader roared, "You look tough! Follow me to investigate the palace! The others are on standby!"

After waiting for the leader and the other person to go out, his handsome companion said to him, "You shouldn't have provoked the officer, even if he's your brother."

The young man only curled his lips. "I'm not wrong. He shouts at me like this all day. Why doesn't he try it?"

At the same time, the person who went out with the leader said, "You're too harsh on your brother. Perhaps that mistake was not his fault."

"A mistake is a mistake. There's no reason. I don't believe there's such a strange enemy. They must have been careless."

The leader said coldly, "Let's go. Stop chatting and pay attention to your surroundings."

They observed their surroundings and walked in the direction of the palace as if nothing had happened. The intelligence work was very good. They knew that a hidden sewer led there.

At the same time, Kang De arrived not far from the palace.

The front was heavily guarded, but it did not matter.

Kang De pressed his hand to the ground and extracted. The ground continuously collapsed, and a hollow tunnel appeared.

In the palace, Kang Jinzhu suddenly opened his eyes. Then, he rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and smiled.

"What I think at night makes me dream in the day."

He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and mocked himself, "I'm really afraid of death. The dream I had was so strange. I actually dreamed that Kang De came to save me. To think that I could even think of that…"

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