Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1000: Foreigners and Dogs, Not for Sale (Page 1)

Zhao Chuanxin joined the International Arms Limitation Commission in The Hague for two main purposes.

First, he wanted to use this identity to seize Sakhalin Island.

Second, in the future war, he will go to Europe to be a "good man".

When Zhao Chuanxin received this telegram, he sneered.

Now that you have joined, you want to kick me out? That's just wishful thinking.

Zhao Chuanxin replied to the telegram.

The Hague, Arms Limitation Commission.

Chairman Bellenat was presiding over a meeting when the content of the telegram was delivered to his desk. He happened to read Zhao Chuanxin's reply on the spot.

Bellenat wiped his dim old eyes, cleared his throat, and said, "It's hard to be a human being, it's harder to be a man, and it's even harder to be a responsible man."

"Cough cough..."

Coughing sounds came and went.

What he says is better than what he sings.

Bellenat continued, "I, Zhao Chuanxin, was immature and rash in my behavior. I really shouldn't have..."

Frost Feng snorted coldly: "Now you know how to speak softly? Look at what he did, actually massacring Japanese merchants and civilians? This is unforgivable and must be removed."

The others echoed in unison.

Bellenat glanced at him and said, "Wait until I finish reading."

"OK then."

Bellenat continued, "Because of my immaturity, I couldn't control myself. When I heard that the committee wanted to remove me from my position, I was overjoyed. I can finally go to Belgium to order a batch of weapons and have a good talk with the world..."

Everyone's face changed drastically when they heard this.

I blanch...

What do you mean?

You just got fired and you're going to stir up trouble and start killing people?

It's useless for others to say this.

But the one who spoke was Zhao Chuanxin.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

This is equivalent to telling the world that Zhao Chuanxin was stirring up trouble because the Arms Limitation Committee expelled him. Those who voted were all sinners and must be held responsible for the deaths under Zhao Chuanxin's gun.

"Fake!"

"Damn it!"

"Who is it?"

Bellenat was also dumbfounded.

He coughed again and continued reading: "I beg you all, for the sake of the people, please continue to restrain me, otherwise there will be great loss of lives and disastrous consequences. Zhao Chuanxin, in Shanghai, China."

The breathing could be heard, with heavy gasps and chests rising and falling.

It can be seen that he was very angry.

Damn, they were threatened by this guy.

Bellenat sighed, feeling like he had let a wolf into the house.

Just as he was about to discuss the matter with everyone, the staff came rushing in again: "Another telegram has been sent."

Bellenat's heart skipped a beat: "Bring it here."

He read: "Oh, there is one more thing. I heard that the Nobel Peace Prize will be awarded in October this year. I hope everyone here can say a few good words for me. This award means a lot to me."

"What do you mean?" Dutch committee member Jason Weir said in disbelief: "He is actually going to get involved in this year's Nobel Peace Prize? Did I hear it right?"

The original winner of the 1909 Nobel Peace Prize was Bellenat, chairman of the Arms Limitation Commission, who shared the award with French politician Paul de Constant.

When they heard that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to win the prize, everyone's heads were buzzing.

It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

However, the dismissal was temporarily shelved as no one was willing to take the responsibility.

……

Flying in the sky.

Nikola Tesla instinctively shouted: "Benjamin, come quickly, I have made a wireless telephone. Benjamin, come quickly, let's try the communication effect..."

After shouting for a long time without any response, Nikola Tesla suddenly realized: Benjamin went to see his master and parents.

The rest of the people in the restaurant don't seem to be very smart. It's a big pity in life that there is no one to share important achievements with.

"Dunzi, Guotie'er, come with me."

Dunzi and Guotie'er did not dare to look down on this foreign eccentric, knowing very well that his strange foreign gadgets would be of great use to the shopkeeper.

Since the shopkeeper's apprentice was not there, they could only put down their work and follow his orders.

Nikola Tesla muttered this and that to the two of them for a long time in a Northwestern accent.

Dunzi was scratching his head when he heard this: "Guotie is smarter, Mr. Ni, can you teach him to do it alone?"

"No, two people must conduct the experiment at the same time." Nikola Tesla's Chinese tone was already strange, and his northwestern accent made it even more out of place.

"Okay then." Dunzi agreed reluctantly.

When the two men came to the agreed location with the equipment, even without connecting the wires, Dunzi was electrocuted and his hair and beard stood up. His hands and feet suddenly became numb and his soul flew away. "Ah, this foreigner is using some magic. Only the shopkeeper and the young master can cure him."

Although I was afraid, I still followed the instructions and followed many government messages.

At this moment, the voice of that weirdo Mr. Ni suddenly came from the loudspeaker: "Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

Dunzi opened his eyes wide, feeling the chill of the desert penetrating into his body.

There is no Mr. Ni around, but his voice is clearly heard in the tube. Could it be that his soul has been possessed?

"Dunzi, are you talking?"

"me……"

"What? What do you mean?" Nikola Tesla's voice came from the megaphone: "Benjamin is not here, it's really troublesome. Come back with the walkie-talkie, and I'll send it to Guotie'er."

"Okay, okay." Dunzi felt relieved.

……

Europe's uncle, Edward VII, believed what Zhao Chuanxin said without a doubt.

In order to save his life for a few more years, he abdicated and gave the throne to his second son with Queen Alexandra, George Frederick Ernst Albert.

Afterwards, he quietly boarded a ship and headed east.

When seeing her off at the dock, Queen Alexandra said coldly, "My dear, you are possessed and have been tricked by that butcher from the Far East. There are many conflicts among European countries now, and a war will break out once you leave. I feel like I have turned into a stiff stone. I can no longer cry or accept these things."

Edward VII really wanted to tell her that he had spent his life eating, drinking, gambling, whoring and having fun, and that he had done his best to treat his nephews during his years as an uncle in Europe.

As for the war, isn't it destiny?

Europe's interests, war or peace, no longer concern him.

What can a mere woman save?

He witnessed the magic of the Far Eastern butcher with his own eyes, and no one could stop him from seeking immortality.

But he was good at dancing, and his words were even more thoughtful in his old age. He would never say anything bad to provoke or hurt others. He just smiled and said, "Dear, it's windy at the seaside, you should go back soon."

But he boarded the ship without looking back, and set sail.

……

Mexico.

The news of Quetzalan's murder of church clergy reached Mexico City and reached the ears of the current President Porfirio Diaz.

Porfirio Díaz, who lived in seclusion, was furious. Without saying a word to the messenger, he wanted to send the executioner General Victoriano Huerta to kill him.

At this time, in Morelos state near Mexico City, Emiliano Zapata, who had received weapons and ammunition from Zhao Chuanxin, led a peasant uprising army to attack the large estate and take back the land with great momentum.

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