Fantasy Tech Reviewer
Chapter 235
Mu Feng opened his arms and smiled at the three of them against the backdrop of Wan Lai's lights.
"Welcome to Night City."
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Chapter 36. Tea tasting
Sheqi Eight Headquarters
Tachibana Masamune placed a cup of boiling water at his feet. He held the tea brush in his hand and slowly ground the tea leaves in the tea bowl.
His movements are impeccable, and his demeanor perfectly reflects the essence of the tea ceremony.
Even if he's not a neon guy.
Masamune Tachibana, or Herzog, never liked the tea ceremony. He hated sitting, he hated tatami, he hated sushi, he hated the tea ceremony, he… hated everything in this country.
He is a German, a NZ member, a 'guest' who was poached by the Soviets after the defeat of the Third Reich and ended up tossing and turning to this small island nation.
He is a standard racist and that has never changed. It's just that he believed in the supremacy of the Germanic race before, but now he believes in the supremacy of dragon blood.
Even though he hated all of the above, as Tachibana Masamune, he let himself fall in love with these things.
In other words, he must let himself like these things.
The head of the eight families of Sheqi must be a standard neon man, sitting on a tatami mat covered with cushions, grinding the tea ceremony, rubbing the edge of the rib with his hand, and then throwing it to the erring subordinate to make him cut himself.
For more than ten years, he had put a false shell on top of his real appearance. He could barely breathe, and felt a suffocating pain all the time, and the tyranny of the beast that was hidden in his heart. .
Only by killing Dr. Herzog, can Masamune Tachibana, the head of the Yakita clan, be brought back to life.
He hated this feeling immensely. Even if he abused those women every day to vent, and ripped off their scalps along with their hair, he couldn't really relieve the pain.
It was only when he put on the Noh mask of the king's general that he could breathe for a moment, but the essence of the king's general was just a mask of Tachibana Masamune.
Only by truly tearing off Tachibana Masamune's coat, let Herzog come to this world aboveboard. Only in this way will he quell the endless hunger and thirst in his heart...
No matter how wild the storm and tsunami in his heart were, Tachibana Masamune was still as unmoving as a mountain on the surface, and he moved the brewed tea up as calm as the lake.
"We can't keep being controlled like this."
Yuan Zhisheng picked up the cup of Qingming and said seriously
"That man, that Chinese man, he holds a contemptuous attitude towards the eight clans of Sheqi, and even towards the entire mixed race... Moreover, he has deeply rooted in Neon, and if he doesn't treat it in time, he may be terminally ill. ."
"Disease can't be done. It's above the sting, under the ointment, it can't be attacked, it can't be reached, and the medicine can't be reached. It can't be done."
Tachibana Masamune read out the content of this "Zuo Zhuan" in the most standard Mandarin, and said lightly with the teacup in front of him.
"Bian Que treated Duke Huan of Cai for three times, the first time he could use ironing to heal his skin, the second time he could use acupuncture in his blood, the third time he could use decoction in his stomach, and the fourth time he penetrated into the bone marrow, and finally there was no cure. Remedy."
"Child, do you think Arasaka Security and that man are the first 'illnesses' in this country?"
Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment, then said softly.
"The third time...and, it's about to be hopeless."
"Our iron-fisted Prime Minister is very capable. He defeated the four chaebols, filled the people with their corpses, and gave the country new vitality and hope."
Tachibana Masamune took a sip of green tea, sighed lightly, and said lightly.
"But it's just an infighting after all... Breaking down a whole resource, filling the majority with the minority with the majority, like sand in an hourglass. He Turn it upside down, the prosperity can be seen, but the sand itself will not grow, and sooner or later the hourglass will just change back to its original shape."
Tachibana Masamune took another sip of tea and sighed.
"Zisheng, do you know the recent international situation? The swords are drawn, one faction is endangered, the Australian Song and the Chinese alliance have drawn half of the ally's hairy bear. And the bald eagle has pulled up his Anglo-Saxon alliance, leading the rest of the West. The nations are set against each other..."
"The second Cold War is not about to start, but has already begun. And after the Australian Song Dynasty and China ushered in a technological take-off, this Cold War has become more and more dangerous... You know what? I have smelled the original in Cuba. The smell of gunpowder."
"Children, how do you think my country's situation in the international community?"
"...There are enemies on all sides." Yuan Zhisheng said solemnly
"Yeah, our enemies are everywhere." Tachibana Masamune sighed
"Almost all of the strongest countries in the world have had festivals with us. Which of the countries with the most nuclear bombs doesn't want to wipe the neon off the map? I wonder if we should thank the Sheqi Bajia." Seniors'. It was this group of people who were constantly undermined by the military that made our original situation uncontrollable."
He paused, and said lightly
"Children, all the citizens of this country were born with original sins. No matter how we think or how we clean up, the truth is that in the eyes of those countries that have been invaded, we are far from atonement for our sins."
"The situation of the Cold War has been extremely bad for our country. The stagnation and downturn of the economy will sooner or later bring about the country's doom. The foreign environment has deteriorated. These...you rarely come into contact with them."
"He Xiu is a formidable guy. The corpses of the four big chaebols have indeed brought our country back to life. But the external environment will not change because of the collapse of the four big chaebols, and it's even worse."
"This prosperity is like cooking oil on fire, like the eve of the signing of the Plaza Agreement decades ago." Masamune Tachibana put down the teacup and said lightly.
"As for the hot war, you don't really believe the naive remarks of those idiots who want to declare the province?"
Japan and South Korea, or most of the small countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America, believe that after the war between China and the United States is the opportunity for their development. They will become competitors for the next 'world hegemony', just like the United States that rose during World War I and China that rose after the Cold War.
Oh, this idea is simply foolish, full of foolish speculation.
It is precisely because Hua Guo and Bald Eagle have gone from weak to peak, so they will not allow it, nor will they tolerate the result of a third party coming out to pick up the leak.
Not to mention how small the chance of a formal war between rogues is, even if a war does occur, both sides will be very tacit understanding to involve everyone in the war.
And if a full-scale war really breaks out, the battlefield will never happen on the territory of either side. And the most suitable places for battlefields are places like Neon and Bangguo?
As long as a hot battle starts, they are already losers. No sovereignty, no complete industrial system, not even the right to form a formal army - any hope of rising? What a joke.
"Arasaka security guard, Mu Feng, that man and his company are a powerful medicine to break into the neon."
Tachibana Masamune folded his hands into his sleeves and said lightly.
"That man has the world's leading technology, weapon technology, energy technology, and biotechnology... Those are the forbidden technologies of Australia Song and China, and it is impossible for them to flow into our country through any normal means."
"Then what do you mean..." Yuan Zhisheng frowned.
"Yes, the presence of Arasaka Security and Eternal Life Pharma itself represents the olive branch of those two great powers." Tachibana Masamune said solemnly.
"New technology, that's the only way to get Neon out of the trap of development temporarily and keep our economy going in a relatively normal way without collapsing. So even those two countries have the same or better technology, they won't be released before us."
"We'll be the international leaders in these technologies, and our economy will prosper -- and at the cost, we'll have to hand over our power."
There is no free lunch in this world, and no permanent enemy. Perhaps Hua Guo really wanted to kill Neon, but before killing the Bald Eagle, there was no need to cause himself a little trouble.
"He Xiu and Mu Feng are in the same group, that's because he has to stand with him." Masamune Tachibana sighed as he watched the heat rising from the teacup.
"For Neon, that man is a potion that goes straight to the bone. But if we didn't have this shot, we would have died immediately. If we had this shot, we could at least survive now..."
"Anyway, it's not the first time we've given the initiative to others."
Yuan Zhisheng was silent, and he understood everything his adoptive father said. Although he was unwilling, this was the reality.
The neon government has danced in the palm of that man, and his power has already crossed the level of the four chaebols. Even if he is blatantly breaking the law and the crowd is excited, no one can do anything to him.
As soon as he leaves the country, he withdraws his own technology and takes all the economy - and then mercilessly represents the two great powers behind him to carry out an economic liquidation on Neon.
Then the time after the Plaza Accord will play out with this country once again, and this time it will be truly doomed.
Just for the sake of a whim, causing countless deaths and injuries... irrational, and stupid.
"Chisheng, although our hybrids say it loudly, we have never been the protagonists of this world." Tachibana Masamune looked at Yuan Zhisheng, who bowed his head and said nothing.
"The real contenders in the world are humans and dragons. Our hybrids are nothing but weapons made by humans. We are a part of humans, aliens and weapons, but... we have never been qualified to call ourselves noble."
That man is the best proof. He is not a half-breed, but he has power, power, wealth, and fame that surpasses all half-breeds.
"The people of the secret party ridicule our noble blood descendants for degenerating into secret gangsters, but they don't even know that this is the soil and method that we can continue to survive." Tachibana Masamune sneered.
"And naive, that man is not necessarily an enemy or a rival to us. With him, we may completely break away from the secret party's grasp, maybe just around the corner."
"I see...bye."
Yuan Zhisheng got up and bowed politely, picked up the boy Chi Angang beside him, and left.
Tachibana Masamune looked at the back of Yuan Zhisheng leaving, and a cold light spread in his eyes.
Yes, what he just said was true, but so what? When he gets that power, any country and any wealth will be turned into powder in front of his eyes...
Only the power that belongs to the supreme dragon can swept away all these bulls, ghosts and snakes!
"Looks like you've persuaded him temporarily."
An interesting voice sounded in front of Tachibana Masamune, he raised his head, Kazami Liuli didn't know when he was sitting on the original place of Yuan Zhisheng, the blood red color flowed along the sleeves of his kimono.
That figure was like a dream, not only beautiful, but also because of the splendid and changeable colors in the sky, which made Tachibana Masamune more certain that this was indeed a 'dream'
A look of fear appeared in Tachibana Masamune's eyes.
"Your 'nightmare tapir'... is getting more and more powerful."
"Each each other." He stretched lazily and smiled happily.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to introduce you to a new ally." Feng Jian Liuli's lips were slightly tilted, and her smile was full of youthful beauty.
"Allies eager to make the world a more lively place."
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ps2: In fact, most of the devils on the Internet really think that they can rise after the war with the bald eagle, and it is not only the group of netizens who have this idea. In 2016, the Nanhai almost fought because of the self-confidence of a book. The guard officer was planning to do it without his father, tsk tsk tsk.
Chapter 37. Reaching a Consensus with the Little Devil
The cold moonlight shone down from the window like a gauze
On the big bed in the bedroom, the dazzling sheets and the thin quilt cover, the two entangled figures, after the joy and joy of reuniting after a long absence, temporarily returned to silence.
Mu Feng sat up with his upper body naked, covering his face with his hands and fell into a kind of sage time.
Sex for him is now just an unimportant side asset.
He turned his head and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the **** the bed softly, his fingers caressed the creamy cheeks, and sighed softly.
The love for Yan Ye is probably what he has left, and he can maintain the same emotions as in the past in this world.
To be honest, love is actually a negative asset to him, adding such an unstable weakness to his body and mind, which is unstable in every sense.
I want to be the number one man in the world, women are in the way.jpg
He didn't cut off his weakness, maybe he wanted to keep more proof that he was still a human being.
Just when he was a little cranky, the warm and soft thing was attached to his back, and his arms gently wrapped around his neck.
"Sleep a little longer, you've been on a plane for so long."
Mu Feng patted Yan Ye's palm and said softly
"No, let's sleep together~~~~"
Yan Ye hugged his body like a kitten, the plump fruits kept rubbing against him, coquettishly coquettish
"I've been with you since I picked you up yesterday. I still have a few things to deal with. Come back soon, darling."
Mu Feng squeezed Yan Ye's cheek with a smile, and left with his girlfriend's cute pouting.
Although Wenrou Township is beautiful, the matter at hand must not be delayed.
After getting dressed and coming to his office, Mu Feng put a silver timer on the table, and the time seemed to slow down as the hands swayed.
He poured two glasses of good red wine on the table, crossed his hands, his face was sinking like water, and quietly waited for the guests to come.
Finally, the sound of the sea came from his ears.
The waves beat against the sandy beach and black rocks, the air was filled with the faint fishy smell of sea water, and the cold sea breeze was blowing along the floor-to-ceiling windows that I did not know when to open.
Looking out, the once prosperous Tokyo city disappeared without a trace, and there was only an endless black sea and a white moon hanging high above the ocean.