pjbooks Chapter 53 Even I, a radical, think you're radical.
Chapter 53 Even I, a radical, think you're radical.
Make a wish to enter your home and temporarily shut out the disturbances of the outside world.
Soon, he learned about the current trends on the Internet from Lao Xu and Xu Meng.
Such a big thing happened in the United States that even if they wanted to cover it up, they couldn't.
The ongoing chaos in the US capital, in particular, has drawn the attention of most countries.
Soon, the whole story spread across the internet...
It's the CIA's fault again...
However, compared to the troublesome CIA, whose entire team has already been sacrificed, the other protagonist—Xu Yuan—has attracted more attention from others.
One man against an army, or even one man against a nation!
Initially, some countries, in an effort to maintain stability, "clarified and dispelled the rumors," saying it was just a game or special effects...
But as more and more multi-angle videos circulated online, those so-called clarifications and debunkings disappeared.
Everyone fell silent.
Has the world changed?
Has Superman from the movies appeared in the real world?
But the brief silence on the internet was broken by an announcement from the US government in the media.
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[Recently, our country suffered a terrorist attack, and the perpetrator has been officially identified as a Da Xia person, Xu Yuan. He is considered the world's number one terrorist and an enemy of the United States…]
We will impose comprehensive sanctions on it, including but not limited to freezing all its assets within our jurisdiction, and call on allies and responsible countries to take joint sanctions action...
Add him to the global most wanted criminal list...
This announcement confirms everything and also confirms Xu Yuan's power to shake up the world order.
However, this announcement made the United States a laughing stock on the internet.
This can be considered the first instance since the advent of the internet in the world of a nation-state declaring war on an individual...
Of course, besides being embarrassing, the announcement wasn't entirely without merit.
After the United States issued its announcement, Southeast Asian countries surrounding Great Xia also issued their own announcements, except for a certain island nation.
After all, the island nation itself knows that sometimes surrender may not be accepted by the other side...
Although these announcements differed in wording, they all conveyed the same message—[The United States should stop calling us; we're afraid Great Xia will misunderstand.]
Since ancient times, we have been a vassal state of the Great Xia Kingdom...
"puff!"
When Xu Yuan saw this, he immediately spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk.
Goodness, it's been around since ancient times!
Just as Xu Yuan was about to see what new tricks these opportunists could come up with, there was a knock on the door.
"Knock knock knock..."
Outside the door stood Bevy, her face beaming with barely suppressed joy, yet a hint of anxiety lingered between her brows.
"Wish! You're finally back!"
"What's wrong?" Xu Yuan stepped aside to let her in. "Another infected?"
Bevy shook her head, then lowered her voice, but her tone carried an indescribable excitement.
"No, not really. But our Great Xia needs to issue an announcement. A few friends asked me to ask you what your stance is? Do you want to go to war directly? Nuclear missiles and nuclear submarines are already in place."
Make a wish: ? ? ?
What the heck?
What did you say, "You're in position"?
Even as a radical myself, I think you guys are too radical...
If, at this point, Xu Yuan still believes that it's only Bei Wei who's supporting him, then his intelligence is on par with that of the foolish Cheng Yong.
This is clearly the entire state apparatus supporting him in a simple, brutal, yet incredibly warm way.
This feeling of being trusted and supported without reservation... is wonderful.
Xu Yuan scratched his head and smiled happily: "I don't know anything about this kind of thing, let the professionals decide."
He was very self-aware; power is power, and governance is governance—they are two different things.
Superman is meant to enjoy life and incidentally save the world, not to put shackles on himself.
Bevy nodded knowingly.
Often, attitude is more important than result.
"By the way," she switched back to a relaxed tone, "the bounty for cleaning up the infected, and the supplementary bounty for that Edward from the US, totaling 100 million, have already been transferred to your account."
Xu Yuan was taken aback. He had gone to North America purely for personal revenge, but he hadn't expected to receive such unexpected wealth.
Just then—
"Robbery?! A hundred million?!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Old Xu poked his head in, his eyes wide open, his face almost overflowing with ecstasy.
"Okay! Great! Bevy, you have to eat at home tonight! Uncle will go prepare right now and cook some of my best dishes!"
After saying that, without giving the two of them any time to react, he slammed the door shut again.
Make a wish: "..."
Bevy: "..."
A subtle awkwardness permeated the room.
"Ahem," Xu Yuan cleared her throat, breaking the silence, "Beiwei, is there anything else?"
"Oh, right, there is something else."
Beiwei looked at Xu Yuan with anticipation in her eyes.
"I suddenly burst into black flames earlier, do you know why...?"
Beiwei told Xuyuan about the strange things that had happened to her that day.
You will know what to do when you make a wish.
This is the power he transmitted!
Especially the black flame, which is a unique anti-counterfeiting mark.
Xu Yuan didn't hide anything and readily admitted it.
Compared to those infected, the power brought by divine intervention obviously has no side effects, and even has only one limitation—as long as the other party's body can withstand it.
"Make a wish, so can this method be replicated?"
Bevy cautiously looked at Xu Yuan and finally asked the crucial question.
Although they have tried countless ways to replicate it, ultimately, they still need to pray for the consent of the source.
There's nothing wrong with making a wish.
Although it is said to be a superpower that he gave himself, the energy consumption actually comes from the dream space.
Its function is similar to that of a router—it can control the switching on and off of energy channels.
"It should be possible, but I can only sense one channel right now, and that's you."
Bevy frowned.
aisle?
It seems her earlier guess was correct.
It is indeed related to faith.
The question returns to its origin—how to build a temple of theism on the foundation of materialism?
She fell into deep thought, making her wish without disturbing anyone. The room quieted down, creating a sense of serene tranquility.
Until dinner time.
Old Xu, Xu Meng, Xu Yuan, Bei Wei... the four of them sat at the dining table.
Although dinner wasn't as lavish as what you'd get at a five-star hotel, it was just Lao Xu's home-style cooking.
But for Xu Yuan, it was the taste he had eaten since childhood that made him feel more at ease.
"Hey? Old Xu."
During the meal, Xu Yuan suddenly spoke up.
"Shouldn't Xiaomeng be going to high school? You should help her choose a school."
Upon hearing this, Xu Meng suddenly raised her head, her face full of astonishment.
Finished!
The sky is falling!
I'm going to be sent to school!
Old Xu picked up a piece and put it in his bowl, waving his hand dismissively.
"No rush, no rush. With 100 million, we can build a whole school, let alone choose one..."
The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.
While eating quietly to the side, Beiwei felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind!
Yup!
School!
Why must the target of "believers" be placed on soldiers?
After gaining superpowers, even a child's physical abilities far surpass those of an ordinary soldier!
The methods of combat naturally differ, and the combat methods used by ordinary soldiers are no longer entirely applicable.
The premise for faith to exist is understanding the other person; as for who understands the wish better...
No one is more suitable than Xu Meng, who has grown up with Xu Yuan since childhood!
Bevy slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly.
"Great idea! I think building a high school would be great! We can make Xiaomeng the principal!"
Make a wish: ? ? ?
Old Xu: ? ? ?
Xu Meng: ? ? ?
All three of them looked at Beiwei with puzzled expressions.
We just wanted Xu Meng to get a high school diploma...
Did she misunderstand something?