Under Shiraido Kei's plain and casual words, Yaguchi Rando's shock was palpable.
The "strongest human being in the world" who has been out of the global view for ten years is now about to reappear on this cruel and bloody chessboard.
This is a terrible thing.
But there is no room for rejection or negotiation.
Yaguchi Rando realized this very clearly.
The politician, who still looks young, pursed his lips.
His relationship with Bai Tangjing can be said to be complicated friends.
The two recognized each other's courage and will, and appreciated each other's character and strength.
But Shiraido Kei clearly knew that Yaguchi Rando desperately wanted to pull Hinomoto out of his current deformed state.
Pull it out from your palm.
Correspondingly, Yaguchi Rando also knew that with the power of the Shirodo mirror, he could easily see through his thoughts.
And still holds the entire country in the palm of his hand.
The divided goals and the recognized friendship exist paradoxically in the two of them.
Therefore, even if the relationship between the two can be maintained at the level of "relaxation between friends", once their respective goals are involved, there is no room for negotiation.
"Understood."
Yaguchi Rando responded in a low voice.
Immediately, the breathing light lines on his matte black prosthetic joints began to flash slowly.
The genetic comparison results were consistent, the self-examination of the prosthetic body showed no signs of disconnection or hijacking, and the brain wave test results were stable and awake.
The built-in communication module was activated, and Prime Minister Hinomoto's electronic identity key passed hundreds of gateway tests and obtained the right to perform an action.
The electronic UI interface is projected onto Yaguchi Rando's retina.
{The United Nations Heads of State Dialogue Platform will be launched soon. Please confirm.}
There is no more hesitation or hesitation. Now that you have decided to start, Yaguchi Rando will get things done.
His eyes focused on the "Confirm" option, and the program was immediately triggered.
In the Japanese Cabinet Building, a server specially built for this project began to operate.
The signal is encrypted and transmitted to countless countries around the world, and thousands of national firewalls open their doors for it.
The moment at the other end of the signal, it was re-detected and connected to the person who should be connected.
Why is this signal important? Why should a Prime Minister Yaguchi Rando be cautious about it?
Because the requirement of this signal when it was first established was——
No matter where you are, what time you are doing, or what you are doing, you should immediately go online to the conference room when you receive the signal.
Who are the people who receive the signal?
New United States Night City.
In the main conference room of the Executive Hall, President Garrett Walker, who has been re-elected for ten years, is having a meeting with his campaign team scattered all over the world.
In the high-tech room with dark and cool colors, the backs of everyone's heads are connected to a data cable extending from the conference table in front of them.
He lay on his back on the comfortable water-cooled seat with his eyes rolled white. This is used to cool down the prosthetic body.
One of the advantages of advanced prosthetics is that thinking and brain waves are directly connected to a shared cyberspace, and the efficiency of information transmission between people is many times higher than language and pictures.
Although this new technology has unexplored risks, every time it is used, the overload of the brain will cause lateral nosebleeds, iris congestion, convulsions, and physical imbalance.
After the safe time is exceeded, drug injection intervention may even be required.
But if I want to stay on Garrett's campaign team, I've never heard of a team member who doesn't use overtime.
In the new United States, which has transformed into an advanced stage of capitalism, it can give up more things for the sake of efficiency than you can imagine.
Garrett Walker himself is also among them, but because he is specially equipped with a telekinesis therapist, he has always been relaxed and comfortable when his brainwaves dive deep into cyberspace.
Just halfway through today's in-depth communication, this old white male politician, whose face had not changed at all from ten years ago, received a sharp reminder from his communication module.
The huge communication UI marked in red on the retina can almost directly stimulate the brain nerves.
He didn't say anything, he just frowned and quickly unplugged the cable from the back of his head.
In addition to the retina communication UI, another warning prompt popped up.
"The host is about to go offline and cyberspace is about to collapse. Do you want to stay offline?"
Useless reminder, when this bright red communication UI flashes in front of you, who will care about other things?
The disconnection was insisted on, and the sudden collapse of cyberspace caused all the campaign teams connected to it to lose their brainwaves.
The people in the conference room suddenly twitched and tensed up, their mouths opened wide but no sound came out. Sparks and thick smoke popped out of the gaps in the prosthetics, like short-circuited burning pipes.
Garrett opened the communication UI without even looking at them.
People are just consumables, and even the campaign team composed of these elites is only a higher-end consumable in his eyes.
How can you be a capitalist leader when you care about this little loss?
After going online to the communication platform, within just a few seconds there was no vacancy.
Including the Prime Minister of Japan who is qualified to land here due to special reasons, there are six in total.
In the Republic's seat, a man with bulging muscles in a suit and leather shoes narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the undisguised scene behind Garrett.
The EU and Kislev also look a little ugly.
The golden retriever from the Confederacy even looked sarcastic and spoke directly.
"Wow wow wow, it seems that our President has scrapped another group of elites."
Garrett didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked directly at Yaguchi Rando's position, his tone becoming more and more pressing.
"I thought this communication platform was set up to deal with super emergencies. Do you have any explanation, Mr. Yaguchi?"
But this tone only lasted until Rando Yaguchi silently stepped aside, revealing Kagami Shirodo still sitting on the edge of the pool behind him.
When Rando Yaguchi looked at Garrett and then started to turn around, the old white male politician immediately felt something was wrong.
The speculations and thoughts in his mind went back and forth, but in the end it was his political instinct that came to mind.
Without thinking, Garrett turned around, eliminating the campaign team behind him who looked like dead fish on the beach.
"Hey! Mr. Baitang, long time no see!"
Okay, now our president, who controls half of North America and has single-handedly established a super-capitalist system, sounds as eager as if he is meeting his father-in-law.
Even though Bai Tangjing actually met him less than five times in total.
The man sitting by the pool watched with interest the holographic projection projected from the palm of Yaguchi Rando's hand.
It wasn't until Garrett's artificial skin armor began to sweat violently that he slowly spoke.
"Long time no see, old friends and new friends."
Glancing over one by one, Kislev's body clearly tensed up.
The position of the European Union and the Republic is solemn and grateful.
The EU killed the Black Eclipse Dragon in the first place. Although the whole of Europe suffered heavy casualties, there is still a chance to recover.
Regardless of whether it was a pretense or not, they had reasons to be grateful anyway.
Although the Republic has not had direct contact with Bai Tangjing, they are sober enough to know how much trouble Bai Tangjing has cleared up the world.
So for the strongest human being in the world, although I still feel aggrieved by Guo Haihuang, my feeling of gratitude is not fake.
As for the Southern Union and the New United States, their expressions are very deep.
Bai Tangjing chuckled indifferently and spoke to everyone.
"Okay, please come online today. It's about Africa."
"I need to clean up that mess. Let's discuss a charter together."
Hearing this, everyone cast tentative glances at other locations, and then nodded hesitantly.
"If this is your wish, then maybe it can happen."
In the position of the Republic, the man weighed his words carefully and spoke with extreme caution.
Bai Tangjing showed a kind smile.
"Ha! That's a good start."
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The meeting ended quickly.
This is not only because of the appearance of Bai Tangjing, but also because everyone is very busy.
Everyone's subordinates are in charge of tens of millions of mouths waiting for food, and industries waiting for resource upgrades.
United Communications Platform is prudent because it has to forcefully separate them from things.
Yaguchi Rando's prosthetic body tightened its palms, and the holographic projection turned off.
He turned around and asked Bai Tangjing.
"It seems the progress is good, what do you think?"
Although the meeting was not long, the manpower to form a government framework was at least ready.
But it seems that Bai Tangjing himself has other interests.
"The problem was solved as a matter of course. Now that I have become active again, this is not a big deal."
"What really interests me. Hey, it's those two guys from North America."
In an understatement, he pressed a question that could make the world tremble. Bai Tangjing's interested expression still remained.
Rando Yaguchi showed no emotion at all.
"Oh? I think if no one else is present, it wouldn't be a problem for them to bow to you on the spot."
The entire process of the United States' secession war was shrouded in the shadow of Bai Tangjing.
It wasn't until he felt it was okay that the two parties stopped with a tacit understanding.
The pressure this man puts on the two positions that inherit the resources of the United States is much higher than other positions.
"Bow? If that thing can enhance their power, then what if they use a prosthetic lumbar spine to bow?"
Bai Tangjing smiled expectantly.
"I understand them better than you, Yaguchi."
"They will bend in the face of power, but once they show weakness, they will bite them without hesitation."
"I haven't shown up for ten years. How much deterrence do you think I have left?"
"How many backward people will regard me as a backward antique?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm starting to look forward to it, Yaguchi."
Yaguchi Rando knew in his heart that Shirodo Kei’s words were absolutely correct.
This is the character of the United States, and the Union of the South is no different from the New United States.
Their arrogance and arrogance have long been part of their character.
People like Bai Tangjing who pressed their heads on the ground and rubbed them appeared again after ten years of silence.
They will definitely be jealous and afraid, but at the same time, they can't help but want to test
Test whether this man can maintain his overwhelming power!
If you can, then of course continue to stay down and be small.
And if not.
Regardless of analysis and reason, this is the national character born out of the United States.
"So...are we going to take the two children back?"
Yaguchi Rando asked cautiously.
"Take it back? No, of course not."
Bai Tangjing patted his clothes and stood up from the pool with a look of rejection.
"This is a vacation that they both earned themselves, and I have no reason to cancel it."
I think you really want them to play a little crazier.
Yaguchi Rando could already easily see through his friend's thoughts when Shirodo Kagami didn't deliberately hide it.
Because that bottomless power is the reason for his carelessness.
Bai Tangjing walked towards the dojo room and waved his hand back.
This means that the meeting is over and Yaguchi Rando can do whatever he wants.
Yaguchi didn't stay long, turned around and walked out of the dojo.
The reappearance of the Baitang Mirror has affected too many things and a wide range of things.
As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw only Okubo lying on his back on the ground. The [Tenma] of the Wu clan had long since disappeared.
His muscular body was covered with bruises and redness, and there were several large and small blisters on the outside of his arm, which he often used for blocking.
It was obvious that he was badly burned.
"Well you'd better fly back by yourself, Okubo."
It's not that Yaguchi Rando dislikes anything, but
A burn that can cause blisters on a giant beast, the temperature of the pus inside can melt through an aerial vehicle at least, right?
The giant beast lying on the ground weakly waved his hand at Yaguchi.
He himself also knew that he could not get into the car because of his body temperature.
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In the dark, cold-toned room, President Garrett Walker, who made a smile to himself, pondered for a long time.
After a period of uncertainty, he opened the communication interface on his retina and contacted someone.
"Wow, it looks like something big happened here."
The holographic projection was turned on again, and the people above saw at a glance the campaign team that was still smoking and twitching.
I didn't know whether it was good-natured or malicious teasing.
But no matter what, it is obvious that he does not take these human lives seriously.
"Cut the nonsense."
Walker is no longer the cautious politician he was ten years ago. He tore off the mask during the evacuation of Washington. He has not put it on again for a long time.
"You still want to find a base in Africa, right?"
The person on the other side of the communication maintained an elegant attitude that was neither humble nor overbearing.
"That's right. I believe the New United States also wants to get involved in Africa."
"Your information is out of date, look at this."
As Walker said this, he sent the news about this morning's fighting in Africa with a flick of his eyes.
The man was immediately stunned.
But today's "little shock" was not over yet. The news of Bai Tangjing's appearance was also thrown out by Walker.
Walker could clearly see the other person's throat rolling up and down due to the tension.
But if the other party can have a private conversation with the president of the new United States that has obvious interests, he certainly won't be an idiot.
"Wait. What do you want us to do?!"
The man looked at Walker like he was a madman.
In the distant past, people usually saw people stabbing people to death on the street just for the eight cents in their pockets. This was probably the look in their eyes.
How dare you think!
And what are you drawing?!
Walker's face was expressionless and his tone was calm.
"Who thinks there is always a God above him, my friend?"
"And doesn't he have a grudge against you?"
"Alan Jonah!"
On the other end of the communication was an old British man, although he was bald, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle.
That was ten years ago, when Armstrong met his men for the last time in his last moments.
He took away the essence of the organization at that time in the conversation where Armstrong was explaining his aftermath.