Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Hot search headlines.

It was another trending topic.

Before one wave was over, another rose.

Before the popularity of Kang De's legendary story dissipated, another big piece of news had already arrived.

In just a few hours, the news about the coronation had already swept across the country. All the major media platforms and portals were reporting about it. The country was manipulating the situation, the country was hyping it up, and the country was buying trending topics.

Yes, such organized mass reporting, even public opinion guidance, and popularity were maintained. Behind all of this, there was an invisible hand controlling it. The country was not idle. It was impossible for them to help him get into the rankings for no reason. Behind the popularity of the flowers, they naturally had their own considerations.

This was a publicity stunt as well as an announcement.

Tell the Americans and the French to do as they see fit.

Twenty-four hours after the joint air strike at the western airport, Kang De appeared in public for the first time. Not only was he unscathed, but his name was also well-known all over the world. As long as he was interviewed and told the truth about what had happened in the past few days, the French government would be unable to bear the consequences of failure.

After all, this popularity was really too great, and the people were blindly gullible creatures. Some things, when they heard it, they would believe it. Regardless of whether it was true or false, the terrifying thing about rumors was that they were preconceived. Most people lacked the ability to distinguish right from wrong. The cost of refuting the rumors was extremely high, and the effect was limited.

Moreover, this was the real thing.

Although companies like Facebook and Twitter were conscientious American companies and were loyal to maintaining a democratic online environment of freedom of expression for their masters, this matter had already become popular. Kang De's legendary experience not only detonated the Chinese network, but it was also popular worldwide at an extremely fast speed.

Heroism, protecting his family, and a dramatic legendary story. All of humanity fell for it.

Moreover, this time, his young son had saved his father. Such a proud thing made the youths and even children of the world feel good.

Under such circumstances, it was definitely extremely difficult for the American government to delete, control, or defame the post. Westerners had natural doubts about the government. Coupled with the fact that France was the one who had lost face and the United States had been implicated, the Western allies might not give this face and might even secretly fan the flames.

Moreover, on the Chinese Internet, their hands could not reach. Although everyone knew the butt of Weibo, this matter was forcefully pushed by the higher-ups and would not cause any waves. Even if the news was blocked worldwide, the Chinese Internet could release this explosive news about racial massacres, illegal air raids, and so on one by one. At that time, righteous foreign netizens would naturally climb over the wall and repost the truth.

Therefore, the situation was very passive—for the French government.

Admitting defeat was almost inevitable. They had to lose their prestige and apologize. The essence of politics was to compromise. Reputation was nothing to politicians because they were pinched by China this time and had to face the hostility and revenge of a superhuman with an unknown strength. Apart from admitting defeat, what else could they do?

The public opinion of the country was pressuring the French step by step and telling them that it was time to kneel and lick their boots.

However…

—I understand the logic. Can you be more serious?!

National matters, international games, and the hidden truth were not of interest to the people. Everyone was only watching the show and reveling in every interested hot topic.

These two days was the time when Kang De was the most popular. People were talking about his legendary experience in Africa and were filled with curiosity. They enjoyed the story, but there was also an issue. The protagonist of the legendary story had never appeared. People yearned for first-hand video information, preferably an interview, to see what kind of person this legendary hero was and what he would say.

At this moment, the appointment ceremony appeared.

There was nothing more eye-catching than seeing foreigners kneeling and praising.

An ordinary Chinese university student had run to Africa to fight in order to save his father. Not only had he saved his father, but he had also saved the king and the African people who were living in deep trouble.

From this, he obtained the sincere love of foreign citizens. He was conferred the title of chief by the king and even detonated the global network. He was wildly praised by the people of various countries. Such news and such a dramatic legendary story could simply satisfy the vanity, national pride, and need of every citizen of the country.

Moreover, it was an extremely funny title like the chief.

Especially the young people, they were immediately excited.

After all, there was nothing more interesting than kind teasing and persecution in the chaos.

Kang De flipped through Weibo with a black face and looked at them one by one.

"D*mn, hahahahaha! Officially! Recognized! African! Chief!"

"This title is basically saying goodbye to your good luck."

This was superstition.

"Watching this show makes my tears flow for a full year."

There were all kinds of accompanying photos. They were detailed and clear, highlighting a photo that had been planned for a long time. The king's Weibo had two photos pinned. One was when he was conferred the title, and the other was a selfie of him and Kang De during the parade.

There were already more than ten thousand comments.

Everyone was talking about the expression on Kang De's face when he took a selfie with the king.

"Hahahahahaha, he looks so happy."

"He must know what being an African chief means."

This matter must have been premeditated long ago because the various portals and even the official news platforms began to release reports. Some reported on this conferment from a detailed and objective angle, and some reported the value and meaning of Lore being conferred the title of chief. They also pointed out Kang De's contributions and secretly stabbed the "Imperialist Forces" a few times.

Of course, the official publicity and focus would never match the vast population.

The crowd liked to find fun for themselves.

In the large photo after the conferment, the comments went astray.

First, they praised Kang De. After all, he had ridden a thousand miles to save his father. What a ferocious man. He was beautiful and could fight. He was so much taller than the average actor. "Look at this photo. I have to admit that temperament is something that really exists. Look at this aura and gaze. I don't believe you if you say that this is an ordinary person."

Some were even more straightforward. "I love it. Hey chief, do you lack a wife? The kind with a dangling rod."

Amidst the crazy dance that turned gay on the spot, a young man's reply changed the atmosphere.

"Photographers from small countries just can't do it. What's going on? It's really trashy. If we squeeze together to take photos, we won't be able to highlight Hero Kang's center position. There's no point at all. If I were the photographer, I would bring a sofa over and let Hero Kang sit. The black uncles would all stand behind him."

This reply became the center of the comments section. The number of replies far exceeded the others.

"It's over, it's over. I instantly understand if I can't get married."

"Another person who's here to cheat us of our pasta."

"I'm already very tired."

In fact, someone had really photoshopped it. It could be said to be very accurate.

How should he put it? If he hoped that the stupid netizens could do something serious, it was better to shower and go sleep.

However, there was still a discussion. Regarding the appointment of this chief, it was still the center of the carnival.

"Can anyone explain to an elementary school student like me? Kang De has been conferred the title of chief. How many girlfriends can he have? Does he have two ID cards?"

In the comments section, flowers bloomed.

"What do you think? He's an international chief!"

"In the second half of this year, the Chinese film Wolf Warrior 3 will be…"

There were also people who paid attention to the title of Kang De.

"How did the title of War Lord come about? It's like a game."

Below, there were people who understood and explained to her, "The appointment of a foreigner as a chief in Africa is to commend his contributions. Basically, the title of a chief is related to your contributions. For example, the title of that fellow countryman from Henan means 'Engineering Leader'. He's in charge of building a large railway there and pushing Chinese standards to replace European standards. This title is his contributions and responsibility. You can understand it as the Minister of Works."

"By the way, there's also a Chinese person who's been conferred the title of Chief. His job is to advance the construction and supply of electricity to the Impetus Power Plant locally. Because he brought electricity and lights to the local people, the title he's given is 'Byamury'. Translated into Chinese, it means 'Emissary of Light and Energy'…"

When he mentioned this, someone immediately objected, "Hey, is it the Envoy of Light?

"Sigh, the meaning is the same. Just like the War Lord, he's actually the War Chief, but doesn't the War Lord sound better? It can be seen that the king knows very well."

The Lore person was excited, "Let me tell you, translation is still very important. There's also a Chinese chief whose title is 'Enkunnuzu'. The Chinese translation is 'Chief with Advanced Technology'. This is clearly the problem with translation. He's illiterate. Why don't you call him 'Chief'? How trustworthy."

"Vulgar words!"

Kang De thought about his honorific name on the green-skinned side and smiled. He refreshed his Weibo. As expected, that brother spoke again, "Speaking of which, although Comoros is a small country, from the conferment standard, it's indeed very high. It's a great chieftain second only to the king, and it's a war title. It really makes people's imaginations run wild. Comoros was beaten up by Gambia, so he definitely has to be beaten back. If Kang De is conferred the title of chief, I'm afraid he has to be the vanguard."

When he saw this, he shook his head slightly.

This… did not matter.

It was fine to be used, and this was not a big deal.

After all, Kang De could stand here now and be conferred by the King of Comoros. He was cared for by his motherland and was hostile to France and the United States, but he was helpless. The only reason was that he grasped a mysterious power that surpassed the mortal world. With this power, he saved his father, annihilated Bob, shocked France, and was paid attention to by the country. At this stage, many things he wanted to obtain from Earth had to rely on this power.

He would snatch or borrow it.

Or he could use strength to exchange.

It was fine to fight Gambia. As long as the king could take out a price that attracted him, he did not mind teaching that stupid country a lesson. In the end, his father was captured because of them.

Moreover…

He licked the corner of his mouth.

The mechanism to open the map in the white fog world was to "control" it. The example of the western airport of Comoros clearly showed that not only could he spend money to buy it, but he could also snatch it.

This was an entire country.

—Right, the king even said that he would give me 50 hectares of land, 700 to 800 acres. I didn't expect that my Kang family had been loyal to the proletariat for the past few generations. When it came to me, I had actually become a landlord…

Before he could ask about the land, the king was clearly very generous. He said that it was all rich land planted with spices, cocoa, and coffee beans. However, it was useless for Kang De to want these. He had to look at the map and see if he could obtain any other military base for free.

Thinking of this, he casually swiped the screen of his phone.

He refreshed that Weibo post.

The comment about Kang De being conferred the title of the War Lord to be the vanguard against Gambia.

It had been deleted.

—What can I say?

He looked around again. In short, he was really watching from all directions. The popularity of saving his father had yet to dissipate, but a new topic had already appeared. He was on the trending list every few days. It was as if he had become a famous figure in the country overnight. The country had personally operated it.

After those actors who bought trending topics every day saw this, they would probably be jealous.

Xiaoman mocked again on WeChat, "Honorable Chief, can I touch your scepter?"

Kang De was furious. "No! However, you can polish my spear!"

Xiaoman did not move.

Then, his mother came.

"Son, let me say this first. I don't want such things."

Kang De rolled his eyes and could not be bothered with her.

He heard a snicker and turned around sinisterly to see his father and the king hiding at the side laughing crazily. They were each holding phones like children. The ambassador was also smiling.

Many messages also popped up on WeChat. Kang De replied to Kirov. The Russians were clearly even more enthusiastic—how could they not be? With Kang De, he was about to fulfill the long-cherished wish of all arms dealers.

That was to be recruited by the five largest arms dealers in the world.

This path still had to be used, especially now that he had taken root in Goethe. He had to nurture and build his own strength. What could quickly arm and increase his combat strength was naturally a sharp weapon from Earth.

The Soviet firearms were stupid, sturdy, durable, and powerful. It was very good to bring some back for the green-skinned to use.

"What are you laughing at?"

Kang De chatted with the Russians for a while and revealed his thoughts of "bigger, thicker, and stronger firepower". Then, he strode to the king and first glared at his father.

—I've already remembered this grudge. Just you wait.

The king laughed loudly and betrayed Jinzhu. "Someone asked me on Weibo if you could marry many wives, Kang De. I asked Jinzhu how to reply. He said that even if the law allows you to marry 99 wives, you won't be able to get a girlfriend."

After saying that, he chuckled again. Kang De's expression changed. He immediately picked up his phone and opened the king's Weibo user interface. As expected, it was a new Weibo post released a few minutes ago.

"To all my Chinese friends' doubts, you asked me how many wives Kang De can marry after becoming a chief. My Chinese is not very good, so I asked Kang De's father. His father said that this question is completely meaningless because even if the law of Comoros allows Kang De to marry 99 wives, he won't be able to woo a girl."

—F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

In just a few minutes, the reposts and comments had already exceeded a hundred. With every refresh, a large number of persecutors joined the battlefield. New hot topics appeared again, and people laughed in the comments section.

As an ordinary university student, he fought his way through Africa. He was conferred the title of chief and was backstabbed by his biological father, revealing the fact that he was a poor single male. The crowd loved this contrast. The small weakness of a hero would only make them look more grounded and down to earth.

For a moment, there were many female fans and male fans in the comments section.

"This saying is true."

"You stabbed your son in the back."

"Sword! Orchid! Reversal!"

"Poor child, Mommy will introduce you to a girlfriend."

"…"

Calm down, calm down.

Kang De looked at the king and said seriously, "Your Majesty, I have a question. Can I, the Great Tribal Chief, confer titles to the Little Tribal Chief and the Little Little Tribal Chief?"

The king was stunned for a moment, then said, "In theory, yes, but…"

Kang Jinzhu said with a change in expression, "Unfilial son! What do you want to do?!"

—What do you think?

This experienced old man was truly experienced.

He presided over the construction of many large projects and advanced civil engineering technology.

His title was… Old Tyrant Chief.

Kang De smiled sinisterly. A father knew his son best. How could Kang Jinzhu not think that this evil son had already thought of a wonderful move to counterattack? He immediately panicked. After all, he could not fight anymore and had nothing to complain about.

"Let's get down to business. Let's get down to business!"

He immediately pulled the ambassador over to block the bullet. "The country's matters are more important. You have to do something big in Comoros. The country has cooperated with you. It's building momentum for you, helping you negotiate, contacting the king, and giving you the honor of a chief. You have to thank the country for its care! Don't be addicted to the Internet here all day! Do you understand?!"

The ambassador looked at Kang De's burning gaze and laughed dryly, "It's like this, Mr. Kang De. After our attack today, in my experience, the French will definitely surrender. Then, the Americans will follow. The professionals of the country will try their best to talk to them and fight for greater benefits for you. However, after the negotiation, you have to cooperate with us and do an interview or a press conference to tell us what happened earlier. Of course, how should we put it? We have to discuss it again and have a statement that everyone can accept…"

All sides were naturally China, France, the United States, Comoros, and the Kang father and son.

Kang De nodded and said, "That's right."

"The most important thing now is still this matter. Before we do anything, we have to have a tone and a theme. We have to set the tone before we can do anything. Be it punishing the French, dealing with Gambia, avenging the king and the people of Comoros, and your own development… Only then can you know what to do."

The ambassador slowly relayed the meaning.

Kang De continued to nod.

The country was definitely more experienced in such a matter than him. Under the premise that there was no conflict of interest, it was undoubtedly very satisfying to cooperate with the country, especially under the premise that it took it very seriously.

'I'll help you do everything well and consider everything.'

He asked, "Then what can I do now?"

"Let me explain."

The ambassador smiled and said, "Think of a name for your new company."

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