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The President of Xiongguo received a call from Don Disney, knocked on the table and was silent for a long time, and asked about all the details of the picture in the cup. Come to an absurd conclusion:

Those pictures are likely to be directly ingested memory from the human brain.

A ruthless light flashed in the president's eyes, but it was quickly dismissed.

There is more than one humanoid weapon in Huaxia. If everyone has such unpredictable abilities, it is impossible to wipe them all out.If only the young man would, regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not, if he accidentally stunned the enemy, aroused his anger, and kept releasing those secrets, it would make things very difficult.

He is at the critical juncture of his change of term and will never allow any mistakes.

Thinking all night, the president frowned at the flames in the fireplace in his pajamas until the light dazzled and black streaks appeared in front of his eyes. He looked towards the bay window not far from him. Beautiful, dawn in the sky.

He took out the communication device, first called the researchers, and asked them to find a way to create a tool for the secret staff to block the memory search, and then called the delegation.

"Stabilize them first, everything will be discussed in the long run after the change of term."

The time difference between the Heping Kingdom and the Xiongzhu Kingdom is only two and a half hours. The dawn has just ended, and the delegation is walking towards the Great Hall sniffing the cool morning breeze.

Seeing the Huaxia representative from a distance, Don Disney nodded in a friendly manner.Herder, who was behind, saw it and admired the hypocritical performance of the representative of the heroic kingdom.

"A bunch of hypocrites greet people with smiling faces in front of them, and they may stab them hard later." The tough and straight-hearted delegation of the Federal State looked down on the hypocrisy of the main country.

"Never mind them, just go to the theater." Herder felt that the board's visit this time was the most exciting and twisted one he had seen this year.

Entering the great hall, he looked at the representatives of Huaxia and Xiongzhu Kingdom where Shi Shiran was seated, waiting to watch a big show where the two heroes fought.

Opening, voting, Don Disney immediately raised the voting device.

The electronic voice reads the ticket, "Representative of the main country..."

"It's so hot from the beginning." Herder looked quite happy, glanced at the seat of the hero, and then looked at the white-haired young man next to him.The distance was too far, and he wondered if that cold face would be angry when faced with every step of the way?I guess it looks good even when you're angry.

While thinking about it, the remaining electronic voice came to my ears, "...Representative, Lu Hanshuang."

Herder's expression changed slightly, he looked around, and buzzed around. The representatives were all in disbelief. Herder looked back at the staff around him, "...what did you hear?"

Everyone in the delegation couldn't believe it, and the voice sounded like sleepwalking, "The heroic country voted for the representative of Huaxia with three votes."

The representative of the main country stood up and gave reasons.

"Okay." Herder listened to yesterday's provocative and critical mouth, and he was full of praise for Huaxia, with a serious expression on his face. The "exciting degree" of the matter was beyond imagination. His eyes were fixed on the young man sitting quietly like a peak, It was like an incompatible clear stream in a piece of filth, but he raised his vigilance.

After the voting is over, the news is sent back to the countries.

Huaxia netizens logged into the news portal and looked at the news headline: "Huaxia Representative Lu Hanshuang has won the election for the chairman of the Joint Disaster Response Council".

In the picture, Tang Disney and Lu Hanshuang are standing side by side, looking quite close. Well, Tang Disney unilaterally showed his affection, and Lu Hanshuang's expression was dull.Herder next to him has a subtle expression, and his sideways little eyes steal the spotlight.

A netizen said: "You can give Herder a bubble, and write a letter: TM, what are you doing? Turn enemies into friends, and we agreed to kill Brother Hua and we will tear them apart. The style of painting changes overnight, and we can't play in advance A string of scripts?!"

Someone finished reading the text and said, "This time the screen voting device is no longer black, and the main country is not doing bad things. It's hard for the representative of the Federal State to do it alone. Tsk tsk, head master Lu is really good at drinking tea, and he has won Chairman Guo's true knowledge." , Chairman Chang still can’t reach home in cultivation.”

Chang An, who has been talked about by others, is also reading the news of the council, and things are going smoothly.Turning around to ask about the rescue situation, thanks to the great help of "non-governmental people" in China, the crisis of foreign plant invasion has been initially improved.

He said, "... Are you ready?"

It should be over there.

Chang An stared at the pictures of foreign disasters uploaded on the screen, and whispered, "...the timing is too early, which makes people panic instead."

After waiting there for a long time, I waited for a sonorous and powerful sentence: "Start the first phase of the plan."

One night passed, and netizens woke up the next day to find that there was a new style of painting on the Internet.

According to the news sent back, the media in the [-] disaster-stricken countries praised Huaxia again and again. Even if there were a few discordant voices criticizing Huaxia for its hypocrisy and ulterior motives, they were quickly drowned out.Netizens woke up after touching it and were a little dazed.

"I remember that several countries have always been very prejudiced against us because of border disputes? Why did the conversation become as if they lost their memory... Was it conquered by the beauty of our monks?"

"Maybe it was taken out of context?"

"I went to the foreign language website to check the original manuscript, and the word is correct."

Some people in particular couldn't believe it, "...Did you go to the fake website? Or I can climb the wall to see it myself."

Entering the non-Luo country network and browsing one by one, I was surprised to find that it was not only a fake website but also a pro-China website, and it was not a report for eye-catching, but a serious official report.The style of the painting is amazingly neat, and the netizen has a vague guess, "Let's do something above, clean the image first..."

Very noisy ahead.

He turned on the translator, approached the forum where foreigners gathered, and walked through the post corridor, all around him were covered with virtual screens. The titles were sensational "Talking about the Mysterious Folk Masters of China", "Beauty without borders, captured by me on August [-]" China Flyer", "Talk about how I was rescued by a mysterious person in China"...

The virtual screen is full of real rescue videos.

The Huaxia expert who went abroad shocked foreign netizens, and there were endless discussions and admiration.

"Who are they?"

"I know, I know." A hard-core Huaxia book fan suppressed his excitement, "They are immortal cultivators, it's beyond imagination. I have read many, many cultivation novels, and I always thought that the author made them up. There are really monks."

Huaxia netizens walked forward, the same yellow skin did not let the surroundings find that foreign tourists had mixed in, walking, passing a government gate, densely packed with non-Romans, with an expression of indignation or anxiety or anger, pushing Shoving the NPC police in front of the door.

Many residents who were trapped in their homes and could not take a step out of the door flocked, making the protest more and more powerful.

Prime Minister Feiluo came after hearing the news, and looked down from the top floor of the government building at the people rioting in front of the public opinion box below, frowning.

"What are they all talking about?"

The secretary intercepted a piece of audio, and there was a noisy voice in it.

"I haven't eaten all day. Is the person you sent to rescue a tortoise? When will it arrive? Do you have to watch me starve to death?"

"I heard that Huaxia Feiluo's disaster area is only one-tenth of China's. Why has there been no death toll in Huaxia so far, but many of our compatriots have unfortunately lost their lives! I want to explain!"

"In order to save me, my family members were seriously injured all over the body. They finally survived with willpower, but the doctor told me that my father, mother, grandfather, and brother are very strong, but unfortunately, the poison cannot be cleared from the lungs. My condolences! Why should I mourn?! Why should my family’s lives be decided by those quack doctors who rely on the Chinese people’s help for even the medicine to cure the disease?! They survived the pain of rebirth, not for me to mourn! I I really hate that our family is not Chinese, so we have to suffer all this!"

Hearing this sentence, Prime Minister Fei Luo frowned fiercely, and turned to the secretary: "Isn't the situation stable?"

"Some live in remote places, and the rescuers haven't arrived yet, so it will take some time."

Prime Minister Fei Luo nodded and said, "As soon as possible!"

As for the second accusation, he cursed with a headache: "Damn Huaxia!"

The Feiluo government is actually a bit wronged.In the face of information of unknown origin in Huaxia, there is nothing wrong with them being able to act cautiously, but when other small countries were injured one by one, Huaxia not only responded perfectly to the disaster but also had the spare capacity to go abroad for rescue, instantly setting off other countries as extremely incompetent.

The Prime Minister received the news that Huaxia had begun to clean up the plants and entered the final stage, so he knew that something would happen to the public opinion.He intercepted another piece of audio, which represented the voices of some Feiluo people.

"...That was the first time I doubted my love for Feiluo. You don't even know how frustrated we were when we watched our Huaxia colleagues around us be rescued by the Huaxia people and fly away from the window."

These remarks resonated with many people.

Someone stepped forward to control the field, "You white-eyed wolves, you live in Feiluo, live in Feiluo and grow up in Feiluo, and if Huaxia throws a bone, you forget your original nest!"

It immediately had the opposite effect and angered more people, "What's wrong with me being a wolf?! My mother ruined a leg for me! The doctor told us that she was too poisoned, so let's take care of the funeral! This is not Are you fooling us? Why didn’t you just say it outright when you couldn’t save it? Why didn’t the government complain when it couldn’t do it?”

The bottom echoed: "Don't talk about betraying the country! You can sell yourself! Whoever can save my family now, I am willing to kneel down and be a grandson!"

It was difficult to suppress public opinion, and the field controllers simply silenced them all.

Prime Minister Fei Luo looked away. He knew very well that pain would destroy people's reason. What the people want now is not an explanation, they just want to vent.Only by solving the plight of the people can public opinion be improved.

He asked, "Is the situation in the hospital really that serious?"

The secretary gave a virtual image.

What caught the eye was a lifeless scene.

The beds in the hospital are full, and extra beds and chairs are not enough to cope.Many citizens crowded the corridors, stretching out their stumps with hanging bottles, or being supported by others, or sitting on the ground with numb expressions.The gloomy atmosphere that lingers around is due to the same greyish color, varying in depth and light, as if the faces were covered with cement.

"Their faces..."

"The stiffer the face, the grayer the color, the deeper the poison."

"what did the doctor say?"

"They tried many methods of colon cleansing and detoxification, but nothing worked, and the experts were helpless."

I can only wait for death in silence.

The Prime Minister got off the line and looked at a flying boat gliding in the blue sky outside the window, carrying the Huaxia people back home after work. He watched in silence for a long time, thinking of the medicine given by the "folks" in Huaxia, he said, "Call the Huaxia government."

On the other side, Lu Hanshuang took Xiao Yan back to Lingxiao Mountain, and called all the heads and heads to discuss the matter.After the rescue came to an end, Lu Hanshuang became the chairman of the council, so he wanted to officially register and manage the monks. Many old and antique houses had expired for more than a hundred years and were still black households.

Taking advantage of the rescue opportunity, he planned to disclose the existence of Huaxia cultivators after the inauguration ceremony.

In the main hall of Xianyin Sect, all the elders looked at each other.People are old and mature, they have experienced criticism before they were born, and now they get along well with the Chinese residents, but because of the changes of the times and the same origin and the same root, but for other countries, people who are not my race, their hearts must be different. It’s not a pleasant thing to say. No country wants the enemy to be stronger, let alone monks who were kidnapped for human research.

"What do you think?" Lu Hanshuang asked.

I had some slight thoughts at first, but they were drowned out by a bang of cold water. After going through so many things, since Lu Hanshuang had this idea, everyone is still willing to believe him and has no objection.

The members of the Nirvana team who got the news from Chairman Chang hurried to Xianyin Sect.

The untied Lingxiao Mountain stands in front of you.

When traveling through the forest, I saw a lot of birds and beasts in the forest along the way. I just closed my eyes and threw a stone on the tree, and five or six birds could be knocked away.

The Daoist who was sent by Lu Hanshuang to guide the way had grown into a young boy. Xiaoran explained, "Since the master crossed the catastrophe five years ago, the aura around Lingxiao Mountain has overflowed, and animals often come to settle by instinct."

While talking, there was a loud noise coming from the depths of a certain peak in Lingxiao Mountain. The group of people looked there, and saw a giant blue python running through the forest, chasing the sky and flapping its wings, swooping down to tease it from time to time, making a few noises The eagle seemed to be mocking, and the python was so angry that it swung its tail and rushed over like a bulldozer, knocking down trees one by one.

Xiaoran smiled lightly, and said, "There are many animals in the mountain that have developed their intelligence, and that eagle is one of them that is extremely smart, and it always makes Xiaoqing go round and round."

The Nirvana team went further up, and saw a group of monks coming down the mountain, all of them were popular monks on the Internet, and they were all arrogant. Seeing them all gathered together, the team members thought: The head of Xianyin sect Lu is worthy of being The rumored uncrowned king of the Dao circle.

A group of people were led to the main hall.

The team members have long admired Headmaster Lu, suppressed their excitement, and conveyed Chairman Chang's meaning: transfer the Nirvana team to Headmaster Lu, follow by his side, and participate in the affairs of the council.

The female team member who spoke raised her head cautiously, peeping at the face she had only admired in the video, she saw the gods, and she didn't react until she was pushed a few times by her friend, "Well, Chairman Chang still wants us to ask you , Is there a way to expel the poisonous gas inhaled from the plants."

"There is a way." Lu Hanshuang only asked the monk about the situation of the detoxification flower and the prescription for repairing the injury caused by the secretion.

Poisonous gas can be discharged in a week with the luck of monks, but it is a bit troublesome for ordinary people.Seeing him meditating, the team members didn't dare to disturb him.

Lu Hanshuang thought for a while, and thought of a detoxifying substance: Nishui.He memorized the first volume of "Book of Heaven and Earth", compared the positions of the two planes, and quickly deduced the direction of Nishui.He took a pen and paper, and handed it to the female team member after finishing writing.

It said:

In the extreme south of Asia, there is a volcano that reflects silver and blue in the sunlight.There is a substance called "reverse water" in the crater.

When it is in a liquid state, it will flow upstream, gushes out of the crater, and evaporates quickly when encountering high temperature, leaving behind solid crystal grains, which slowly accumulate on the volcanic watchcase.The height of the volcano remains unchanged all the year round, because the crystals buried at the bottom will melt into a liquid state due to low temperature, and then rise up little by little, and over time, they rush to the crater.

"You can't touch it when it's liquid, and you can't cut it when it's solid." The female team member read this sentence, feeling troubled, and looked at Lu Hanshuang.

Lu Hanshuang said, "The gold and jade mined from the Mashanpo gold mine can be used to make water-squeezing substances."

Lu Hanshuang made it clear, those who passed on the news passed on the news, and those who prepared the tools prepared the tools.

The thirteen disaster-stricken countries successively sought assistance from China by cutting their flesh, but they were dumbfounded when they received the news.

When Huaxia delivered the tools to the door in a very friendly manner, their kindness could not be denied, and they slandered embarrassingly and depressedly: Can I ask for a refund if the product is not the right version?The onlookers in the Western countries laughed at them as stupid. They thought of plant invasion, what if it was true?Maintaining a trace of doubt, several heads of state sent people to the south one after another.

The South China region stabilized and road construction was carried out. Residents who were unable to travel finished the work at home and went online to watch international trends.

The inauguration ceremony is just around the corner, and the Huaxia media spared no effort to publicize: "Lu Hanshuang: A leader in disaster research in China!" "

Many spectators looked at the flowers in a fog, wondering how the representative of the heroic kingdom would give in?Who is Lu Hanshuang?Can the inexplicable superior be convincing?

Journalists from several disaster-stricken countries reported the situation truthfully.Journalists from other countries took into account the overt intentions of the Federation and the secret intentions of the Hegemony, and put forward another argument: "What is China's intention to use research resources to praise heroes and create heroes?" "

With many echoes, voices rose, and there were further accusations: "Since you are a disaster relief hero, you should respond to the disaster well, why do you want to intervene in the medical treatment? You just became a president, so don't stretch your hands too far." Take care of everything, there is a doctor for the treatment of illnesses, and everyone performs their own duties, okay?"

Parent-level foreign citizens who squatted on the Internet and saw the mysterious bodyguards of "Outsiders" back then, and retired journalists who witnessed the mysterious person's watershed with the Xia Gan incident, guessed from the lines in Huaxia's press release that Lu Hanshuang was probably the "folk person" this time. "The leader of the rescue, unfortunately, the trivial discussions were quickly drowned out by the mainstream voices of Western foreign media.

In Xianyinzong, the temporary Nirvana team was surfing the Internet and was full of anger. They crawled out of the game cabin as if they were reminded of the shadow of being overwhelmed by the heroic kingdom due to the catastrophe for many years.

"The rumors on the Internet will soon dissipate." Xiao Yan walked into the yard, seeing the gloomy atmosphere, he didn't care, "You have to trust the master."

Just after the Chinese New Year, Lu Hanshuang hurriedly took people to a peaceful town in Western Europe.

The ceremony was broadcast live worldwide.

The much-anticipated Lu Hanshuang climbed up the stairs, facing the world for the first time, and impressed some foreign netizens with her good looks.

"I didn't expect that the rumored hypocritical and greedy Chinese man-made hero would look like this, isn't it too fraudulent?" In the holographic viewing hall, countless netizens from all over the world watching the live broadcast felt that they were being fooled by the media!It doesn't look as dark and bad as the news speculates, does it?

Well, it's a group of people looking at their faces again.

Lu Hanshuang looked down at the hundreds of representatives from member states who came to watch the ceremony.

The eyes fell lightly, and the netizens who watched the ceremony could feel the condescension.

The inaugural address was extremely brief.

He said, "I have only one request, trust me. I promise you that the world will be peaceful, and there will be no disasters."

The voice was clear and cold through the virtual translator, as if it was on the shoulders of netizens, feeling the weight of each word, it was difficult to joke back, each of them put away their contempt, looked thoughtful, and considered how true these words were.

Netizens watching the ceremony looked at each other, can words alone have such power?The answer is no, Lu Hanshuang deliberately enveloped the entire auditorium with spiritual consciousness, and applied spiritual power to the voice to achieve a deterrent effect.

The funny thing is, when Lu Hanshuang got off the stage.Representatives of thirteen countries that sent people to search for water received news one after another: the troops looking for water were completely annihilated.