Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Belgrade, the capital of Serbia.

This was the mansion of the famous philanthropist, Mr. Kirov.

In the previous week, Mr. Kirov had spent dreamy time.

He had received the most important order in his entire career from a big client in China. In the next few days, he witnessed the birth of a legend and knew that this world was not as ordinary as it looked. Through this order, he had come into contact with a higher position. He had been invited to the Kremlin. His business had been formalized, and he had many new friends.

However, he had also lost his freedom in a sense.

All of this came from a new friend his old client had introduced him to. In the Chinese language, it was called "affinity" and in the Western language, "fate". If he had missed this call at that time or rejected this order in a bad mood, everything would have been different.

He could not say if it was good or bad.

However, there were no ifs in the world, only established and unchangeable results.

In the end, he loved China. He had a very, very good chief friend called Kang De.

Today, he was smoking a cigar to prepare gifts, goods, and humanitarian resources for his best chief friend when he received a call from the other party.

Before he could greet him warmly, his soul voice suddenly sounded, "Kirov! Translate!"

If he listened to it a few more times, this sentence would probably be engraved in his DNA.

F*ck, who was it this time?

Kirov jolted and subconsciously said, "Wait, my friend."

He picked up the phone on the table and called the internal number. "Come to my room."

Two minutes later, the Serbian elite interpreter who had been hired to serve Kang De had already pushed open the door and entered. He said, "Boss, you're looking for me?"

Due to the invitation to the Kremlin and a more formal job, this interpreter was also hired for a long time. This was Kirov's kindness, because if not, this responsible professional interpreter might encounter some small trouble because he knew too much.

Now, the interpreter had joined the Russian Federation. His wife had a clerk job in the Russian government, his child was also enrolled in the best elementary school in Moscow, and their family also had a beautiful apartment in Moscow city… There was actually nothing bad about it.

Kirov had already connected his phone to the external device and picked up his earpiece. "Your job is again…"

Before he could finish speaking, his expression darkened, because it was not only the interpreter who entered the room but also his new friends. His right-hand man, Dimitri, had been sent to Comoros to serve Kang De. The Kremlin introduced some new friends to him and was responsible for cooperating with him to work better.

The two Russians in suits gestured to him, then sat at the side and pressed down on their portable earpieces, pretending to listen. The interpreter obediently put on his earpiece. As a Serbian who had experienced the flames of war and turmoil, he had long lost all his arrogance and resentment.

Kirov sighed. "Brother, does Moroni not have interpreters?"

The two Russians looked at him coldly.

"I only know the king who knows French. It's not convenient for him to come." Kang De's voice returned to the coldness and indifference when he first entered Comoros, causing Kirov's heart to turn slightly cold.

As well as… French?

"Is the interpreter here yet?!"

His voice was already a little impatient.

A Russian raised the interpreter's stool. The interpreter jolted. "At your service, sir."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

—It's here again.

The interpreter shrugged and said, "Sir, he's panicking, angry, and unbelievable about what has already happened and is about to happen."

As he spoke, he looked at Kirov with meaning in his eyes.

Which pitiful person was it this time?

Then, there was a muffled thud from his earpiece and the stereo. It was the sound of his head kissing the table. Kirov was very familiar with it. He often used this friendly opening statement when urging for payment and negotiation.

"Tell him that I want to speak to his superior…—Connect me to the French President!"

In the next moment, the interpreter choked on his saliva and coughed loudly. Kirov suddenly straightened up, but the Russian behind him immediately stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, threatening him.

—Shut up and continue listening.

The other Russian gently patted the interpreter's shoulder.

The interpreter trembled as he translated Kang De's words.

Immediately after, the French man's muffled roar sounded on the phone.

"I'm officially warning you that according to the international convention, an embassy is equivalent to the territory of that country. You invaded and attacked the territory of the Fifth Republic of France and provoked this great country. You can't bear this responsibility!"

The interpreter quickly translated at the same time.

A Russian left the room.

"Of course, I know, but it's only the same. Mr. Ambassador, I have no intention of making things difficult and torturing you, nor will I force you to betray your motherland. I only need you to be a mouthpiece and convey the request to your country to call. I still have a certain amount of respect for the permanent members. This is why I'm here."

Sweat was already crawling on the interpreter's cheeks.

Perhaps these friendly words made the ambassador of France have an illusion. He became even more unyielding and said, "Impossible! This is kidnapping and invasion. Moreover, you're only a Chinese civilian and don't have the right and qualifications to talk to our President. I can only convey it to my superior…"

There was a loud bang.

A strange whistling suddenly sounded from the earpiece, as if something was burning, something was twisting, and an unheard sound. However, one thing was certain—something had happened… It came from anger.

The ambassador's panicked shout sounded.

"Idiot, who do you think you're talking to?"

This time, Kang De's voice had already changed. It became vast, low, and great as if a powerful force had twisted his voice, "If you want to play with diplomatic words, fine."

"Now, tell your highest leader—the strongest person of humanity wants to speak to him!"

Immediately after, there was the sound of a sharp blade slashing across something.

"I called you to give you French some goodwill. Don't make me use another method."

There was silence for about a minute.

The French ambassador's voice slowly sounded, "Alright… don't regret it."

Hearing this, the expressions of the people on Kirov's side had already become very complicated.

They did not know what had happened on the other end of the phone, what strength Kang De had displayed, what method he had used, or what the French had seen. They only knew that when they heard the self-proclaimed "the strongest person of humanity", the French ambassador did not even laugh mockingly.

Instead, he chose to compromise.

The French ambassador immediately contacted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and was urgently reported by the cabinet. Perhaps it was because of the subtle situation and juncture, or perhaps it was because he had a guilty conscience, but this almost child's play request was actually approved.

The French ambassador turned on his computer and turned on the long-range video communication.

Kang De looked at the white man on the screen, and the white man's eyes were fixed on the light blade on Kang De's arm.

"You're not the President of France."

It was very normal for that white man to speak Chinese. In the current international situation, countries that treated China as a challenger, enemy, and opponent would recruit more and more "experts on China".

"I'm the Secretary-General of the Presidential Palace, Claude Kohler. The President can't talk to you directly. The French government won't acknowledge the existence of this call. All the video and audio are fake…"

"Save it, white pig." Kang De placed his phone on the table and kicked the French ambassador in the chair aside. He placed his hands on the table and approached the camera. Hot phoenix flames flashed through his eyes.

"What do you think I'm here for? To guide your president to say something and store evidence, recording, and videos to threaten you to upload them to the Internet?"

He said in a low voice, "The human network is empty. Technology is filled with flaws. The words, voices, and images formed by data are filled with the possibility of forgery. They're also easily swallowed by more information trash and tampered with and controlled by a higher will—so it's meaningless and can't become a dagger to stab the enemy's heart. Only an idiot like Big Bob would bluff like this. I'm different from him. I'm not here to negotiate."

The Secretary-General asked, "Then why are you here?"

"To resolve a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" When the secretary-general heard this, he was first stunned, then he revealed a reserved smile and even raised his chin slightly, "My government shouldn't have any misunderstanding with the strongest person of humanity."

Kang De looked at the person on the screen as if he could look into his eyes face to face, "I know your plan and understand your calculations. How selfish and stupid. You made a deal with the demon and courted death. You've reached an unspeakable consensus with Big Bob. Don't be in a hurry to deny it. I'm not here to negotiate and have no intention of arguing with you. I said that I'm here to resolve the misunderstanding and inform you…"

He said calmly, "Hand Big Bob to me."

The person on the screen was stunned for a moment and could even vaguely hear laughter from the other side. The secretary-general held back his laughter and said, "You barged into the embassy and wanted to see the president just to say this?"

"I'm only returning your words. I don't expect words to make you obediently obey. Just like after understanding the truth of the battle of Comoros, I don't have any expectations for your intelligence."

"I believe that before today, if a terrorist asks you for the life of a Chinese citizen, you definitely won't agree. However, now that you're tempted, the reason why you're tempted is not because his threat is terrifying enough, nor is it because his price is touching enough. In the end, there's only one reason. It's just that you think he's relatively strong and threatening, and I can't threaten you."

"Believe me, this is really a huge misunderstanding."

From his expression, tone, and eyes, Kang De was undoubtedly quite sincere.

He said, "I'm prepared to resolve this misunderstanding today."

Only then did the secretary understand what Kang De's so-called "misunderstanding" meant. He was not here to wag his tail and beg, nor was he here to swallow his anger and make peace. His seemingly calm and even humble appearance contained extreme arrogance.

He felt offended, especially by such skin color, such a race, and such language.

The secretary-general's smile disappeared and his eyes turned cold. "Is this a threat?"

"That's right. Do you understand now?"

Kang De said coldly, "You agreed to Big Bob's conditions and are afraid that he'll turn Africa into scorched earth and tell the secret of the world, causing the world to tremble. Aren't you afraid that I'll do this? Aren't you afraid that I'll turn your country into scorched earth? Aren't you afraid that I'll spread this secret?"

"You're tempted by the ancient technology provided by Big Bob. Aren't you afraid that I'll let you return to the industrial era?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll make you all short-lived?!"

At this point, his voice already contained indescribable shock and terror, even causing the secretary-general on the other end of the video to involuntarily take a step back.

Kang De looked at him disdainfully, as if he was looking at a small worm, "No, you're not afraid. That's why you're so unscrupulous. For the long-term peace of your regime and the happy life of your citizens, let me resolve this misunderstanding… I'll let you know who you should be afraid of."

"—Kang De!"

The previous involuntary weakness made the secretary-general feel ashamed and furious. He roared, "You are talking to one of the five most powerful countries on this planet. We are a long-standing traditionally powerful country with strategic nuclear weapons and nuclear-powered aircraft carriers! Do you think you're the only one? You…"

Kang De said indifferently, "I'm not here to argue with you. Your plan is very easy to guess. It's nothing more than letting Big Bob advance east and destroy everything. He'll kidnap people and even kill them until he approaches Moroni's territory and hurts the Comoros people, causing internal turmoil and backlash. Then, he'll exert external pressure to force and anger me, causing me to be blinded by anger and step into the trap set by Big Bob and you."

"I'll tell you clearly that if one person dies in Comoros, ten people in France will die. Starting from the old nobles, officials, and rich people, if not, let's fight the last world war together."

"Now, you can let Big Bob set off."

"We can compete and see if he gets to Moroni first or if I get to Paris first."

At this point, he picked up his phone and turned to leave.

Behind him, the secretary-general roared, "Kang De! France won't compromise with any threat!"

Kang De stopped and turned around slightly. He sneered, "Tell that to the Germans."

Then he left.

On the other hand, in the presidential palace of France, in the military intelligence office, the incompetent and furious secretary-general was about to curse loudly when he fell into a daze. Even the members of the intelligence department, the inter-ministerial intelligence committee, the external security headquarters, and the various departments widened their eyes.

In the video, as Kang De turned around and left, the camera began to sway slightly. Then, the surroundings captured by this camera, the floor, walls, windows, murals, and everything else were disintegrating and disappearing invisibly, as if they had been devoured, torn apart, and exiled by an invisible beast.

The ambassador's scream sounded in the video. He could barely be seen at the corner. He continuously retreated, but he still landed on the second floor along the disappearing floor. The embassy's screams rose and fell. The sound of collapse, the sound of falling, everything disappeared into thin air. It disintegrated bit by bit. One could see the smooth cut side of the item, and the buried wires and network wires in the wall were also dissipating. Everything was disappearing bit by bit.

What kind of power annihilated all of this?

They saw Kang De walk away on the disintegrating floor. Blazing flames curled around his body, and dark and deep black light flashed out of his body. Amidst the intertwining of light and shadows, the divine and illusory back turned into a stream of light and disappeared, leaving only an annihilated exile.

The video signal was completely cut off.

The silence lasted for a full half a minute.

Then, the relevant French elites returned to their senses. It was noisy. They contacted the embassy, mobilized the satellite, replayed the video, and analyzed the details. However, a terrifying problem was not announced by anyone.

—Where did he go? What did he want to do?

The top leader of France, who was watching all of this from afar with cabinet officials in a special office, forcefully lifted all the documents on the table.

The door was knocked violently. After the official close to the door opened it, a civilian secretary walked in and shouted, "Mr. President, a call from the Kremlin!"

Immediately after, more voices sounded.

"Mr. President, a call from the White House…"

"Downing Street…"

"North…"

"—Enough! All of you, get out! Let me do it one thing at a time!" The president roared, "Satellite! Warship! Army! Radar! Missile! A monster like this Chinese guy! Keep the highest degree of vigilance!"

After chasing everyone out of the house, he picked up his phone and called that number, "You've messed up! Idiot! Stop any of your actions now! Shut up! I won't listen to any of your nonsense. Before we resolve this trouble, you'd better not become a new trouble! Otherwise, I'll deal with you first!"

Kang De stepped into the western airport of the white fog world.

He briefly explained what he had done to his iron son.

"I've already revealed my intentions to the motherland. I didn't turn off the phone earlier and Kirov heard it. Kirov knows, and the Russian government knows. Now that the French know, the British and the United States will definitely know. Now, the five permanent members are all facing a great enemy and are trying to contact me, comfort me, or wait and see what huge commotion I'll cause. They'll definitely be extremely angry, but they'll also be extremely uneasy, because the unknown is terrifying…"

He looked at Horus and said, "According to the secret plan of the Westerners and Big Bob, I'm afraid Big Bob will send locusts east now. However, now that the French have been frightened by me and are suppressed by the other four permanent members, this pressure will definitely reach Big Bob. At the very least, before I take action, they'll definitely think of a way to make him restrain himself—because it's my turn to play now!"

"Before seeing if my cards are big or small, they definitely won't act rashly."

"This can at least buy me…" Kang De looked at the time, "Ten to 12 hours."

He had just racked his brains to design the scene. With his ability and the posturing spell he had obtained from the other world, he should be able to ruthlessly shock the Westerners who treated him as a genetic warrior.

The unknown was the most terrifying.

Horus asked, "Father won't go to Paris?"

Kang De asked, "Why should I go?"

"I thought Father would launch a mass projection in Paris."

"Then no one can live," Kang De said softly. "I don't want to do this either."

"Then… you can fire to show your strength in no man's land, such as at sea."

Kang De shook his head and said, "It's not a problem of where to attack. Horus, Earth is different from the other world. There are gods in the other world. People are used to legendary heroes and peerless experts. Forbidden spells exist, and it's not unimaginable. The humans on Earth have only grasped nuclear weapons for decades and used them to maintain the peace of the race and world. They know the meaning of strategic deterrence weapons better than the otherworlders."

"Therefore, they won't tolerate a mortal launching such a blow at any time… Once this ability is exposed, no government will tolerate it. At that time, a war will definitely erupt, and even my motherland won't allow it… I'm not confident, don't have time, and don't have the motivation to carry out a war of conquest."

"Moreover, things have to be prioritized."

"Even if I activate mass projection and temporarily shock the various countries, my greatest enemy is Big Bob. Deterrence of France is useless in pursuing this fellow. Instead, it will scare him so much that he doesn't dare to show his face. If he escapes, it'll be even harder to pursue. I don't have time to stay on Earth with him and waste time. In the end, killing Big Bob is the most important thing. After dealing with Big Bob, I'll give the French a huge surprise."

"Therefore, after putting on a huge show in front of the permanent members, I'll naturally turn around and run." Kang De picked up the half bag of locusts left in the white fog world, "Let them be nervous and on full alert. Activate all the radar, fleet, and hidden strength and wait for me to come."

The spatial door opened.

"Let's return to the other world. We still have enough time before they react."

Although there was still a battle agreement between the dragons in the other world, he could not care less for the time being.

Horus transformed into a steel exoskeleton and was equipped on Kang De's shoulder. The balance tilted, and the time difference reversed. Kang De crossed the door and returned to the other world, returning to the room of the Goethe Maple Leaf Palace.

The morning sun shone down and Tina's bedroom was fragrant. The girl sat in front of the dressing table and gently combed her brilliant golden hair like a waterfall. When she saw Kang De return, she smiled widely.

The gorilla had already arched over.

However, they discovered Kang De's serious expression at the same time and their expressions immediately changed.

"What's wrong?"

Kang De said softly to Tina, who came forward to welcome him, "Can I borrow Goethe's power?"

The girl was first stunned, then she held Kang De's hand and smiled gently and beautifully. "The Goethe people have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The messengers of the palace dispersed.

The Grand Duke's order spread throughout the city.

An hour later, under the lead of Tina, who was dressed formally, Kang De arrived at a steeple building southwest of the Maple Leaf Palace. This place was surrounded by the light of magic, and the elements in the air were complicated and uniform. According to Tina, this was the Goethe Legal Department, gathering the most intelligent people in this country.

They entered, turned around the corridor, and arrived at a large door. An old man in luxurious clothes with a pale beard and hair was already standing at the door and performing an extremely standard noble etiquette to them.

"Lord Kang De, everyone is here. Please allow me to lead the way."

Kang De glanced at Tina, who took a step back and smiled. "Go in."

"You're not coming?"

"Kang De, go. You're talking to Goethe."

Kang De was deep in thought, while Tina pulled the gorilla back. He turned around. The old man no longer said anything. He reached out and pushed open the door. Gentle light surged in through the door. In the corridor below, in the glorious hall, many people could vaguely be seen sitting on the surrounding high platforms on both sides.

"Everyone, quiet down and stand up!"

The old man had already walked in. His voice was loud and resounded in the hall.

"The person who has come is the Lord of the Star Authority Divine Ring, the enemy of Twilight, the Great Forbidden Spell Master, the Everlasting Guardian, the Dragon of Cathay, the Guardian of Red Maple City, and the savior of all the Goethe people, Lord Kang De!"

He opened the way for Kang De and sang his name.

"Goethe people, here's your gratitude and respect!"

The old man walked to the end of the corridor, turned around, and bent down.

Kang De stopped for a moment and slowly smiled.

He strode forward and walked past the old man to the podium in front of him. The half-circle stone ring was the railing of the guardrail. The moment he walked forward, a resplendent light lit up along the magic patterns. The podium equipped with pumice floated into the air and floated in the air in front of him.

He stood on this stage and looked around. The surrounding circular seats were filled with people. Their robes were of different colors. Some knew them, and some did not. They were the instructors of the law departments of the various universities, the minister of the legal department, the masters of the various mage towers, the leaders of the mage army, and even the priests of the Sun Church.

Everyone stood up and bowed to him.

The wisest and most powerful forerunners, powerhouses, and researchers of this continent were where the essence of Goethe's wisdom was. They gathered here, the power of the elements danced, and the echo of wisdom resonated.

In the past, he had an introverted personality and would be nervous talking in a crowded place. However, now that he was being watched by these people, Kang De's mentality was already different. The pressure and anger brought about by Big Bob and the five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council had already imperceptibly disappeared.

He said, "Goethe!"

Everyone looked at him.

There was no contempt, only respect and approval.

"I am not asking you to repay me now. I'm only here to borrow your wisdom and strength. It's this package."

After extracting, the bag in his hand suddenly shattered, and the locusts fled in all directions.

Frozen Void, Telekinesis Control, Space Imprisonment, Holy Light Lock, Wind Grip, and even Mage's Hand.

All kinds of light, magic power, and mental strength reflected in the void. The spellcasters at the banquet did as they pleased and controlled powerful magic power to gather into an invisible control. Locusts were seized by an invisible hand and pulled to their side. The mages, arcanists, naturalists, druids, and priests of the various factions had thousands of years of experience, accumulation, records, and cases in the other world. They used magic to fight magic.

—Do you see this, Horus?

No matter the world, he was not fighting alone.

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