Chapter 347: This is Impossible!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Mr. Malton, President Lanfelord is not dead. The person who was assassinated was his substitute,” Chen Jin said suddenly, an unnerving smile on his face.
Malton was stunned and he shook his head vigorously. “No, the President is dead. He has no substitute. The person in the hospital is him.”
“It’s really just a substitute. Apparently, the President is sowhere on holiday. We need to find him and let him retake control of the situation to avoid further turmoil in the M nation,” said Chen Jin faintly.
Malton took a deep breath. With his eyes wide open, and in a tone that showed he had fathod sothing incredible, he said, “Mr. Chen, are you telling that...” He was a smart person and imdiately understood what Chen Jin was trying to convey.
“Xing Hai Technologies has monitoring technology that can tap into 70% of the world’s cara systems. Give us three to five days. I’m confident that we can get the President back. Of course, the president may be a little thinner or fatter and there might be so changes to his voice, but Xing Hai Technologies has the most advanced voice-altering technology. The president will remain almost the sa, but his mory may be affected. You’ll need to provide so information about the President’s daily life to guide his behavior.”
“Oh my god.” Malton’s eyes were filled with shock. Stunned, he took a step backward. “I seem to have heard the devil talking to .”
“No no, you’re talking to an angel, an angel that will save the M nation,” said Chen Jin.
“What if it fails? No lie can completely deceive 400 million people.”
“If it fails, you will either die or beco a fugitive. You can decide whether we should proceed.”
“Yes! Of course, we must. If the M nation falls into their hands, I will be killed anyway. The whole M nation and even the world will be blasted into ruins by them... we must not let those demons back. We must stop them!” Malton clenched his fist, a determined expression on his face.
Chen Jin snapped his fingers. “We have the go-ahead then.”
...
During the next few days, no one knew whether the President was dead or alive and the M nation plunged into chaos. All kinds of rumors transpired, imparting fear upon the people.
On the internet, a multitude of discussions appeared out of nowhere. They criticized President Lanfelord’s ridiculous initiatives that had caused the M nation to experience trendous loss:
“We have lost our supremacy thanks to Lanfelord. Our potential losses exceed 100 trillion dollars”
“Lanfelord made us lose our military dominance. Our potential losses exceed 50 trillion dollars”
“That idiot Lanfelord has allowed so many enterprises from Z in, our annual economic loss exceeds 500 billion dollars”
“Although we have maintained a 5% economic growth rate in the past three years, the price we paid will require at least one hundred years to recover.”
“Lanfelord deserves to die! He is our nation’s biggest traitor!”
“This b*stard must step down. We need a tougher president”
After these articles spread across the internet like wildfire, public opinion shifted dramatically.
Within just a few days, there were a myriad of voices criticizing Lanfelord. Although there were voices that supported him, they were quickly outnumbered and subsequently banned and deleted by the platform.
His public approval rating swiftly plumted to 40%.
....
In a mysterious place, a party was being held.
Standing in front of the microphone on the stage, a middle-aged man holding a wine glass in his hand looked at the audience below him and enthusiastically said, “Ladies and gentlen, we have already expunged Lanfelord! Soon, the great M nation will be back in our hands. My promise to everyone will be honored.”
“Mr. XXX, our weapon orders from your company will increase by at least 10 tis. General XXX, you said that you wished for war; you wished to teach so countries a lesson; you wished to beco the M nation’s hero and be as celebrated as the god of war in our history books. Okay. Advanced weaponry, brave soldiers, an excuse to wage war... I will prepare all of them for you. It is ti for you to render ritorious service.”
“And the few bankers over there, please have faith in . The M-dollar’s hegemony will be back. I will strive to control the global oil production and blow up the Z’s artificial sun! The M-dollar must regain its place as the main circulating currency in the world. We must regain our right to print bills for the world.”
“For the few brilliant tech company founders over here, when I take office, for those techs that Xing Hai Technologies had stolen from you... Oh, I’m tired of the word stolen. I hope that you can do the sa to them. But I will get those technologies back at all costs.”
“In any case, this world is ours. Everything is ours. It is imperative for us to get everything! For our common cause, for the greatness of the M nation, let’s have a toast!”
Jefferou’s words spoke to everyone present at the party as they all continuously nodded their heads. Together, they raised their wine glasses and said cheers to each other. Their faces were full of anticipation for a wonderful future.
But they did not realize the uproar they were causing across the whole of M nation. They were part of a live broadcast.
Everything that was happening at the party was being broadcast live to all the M’s. The hundreds of millions of viewers could not even change channel. All networks, including the advertising screens on the bustling comrcial streets and public televisions, were all playing the sa picture.
Every sentence that Jefferou uttered was heard by tens of millions of M’s. Many familiar faces that were at the party were identified. What they were saying caused extre shock.
“Military costs will increase by at least 10-fold.”
“At least three to four wars will be waged.”
“There’s too much trash in this world. We should develop a virus weapon to kill off at least four billion people...”
“Petrodollar has already beco unreliable. Why not seize the gold from all around the world and revert to the Gold standard?”
After hearing these comnts, every normal person would feel the situation was too fantastic and improbable to be real. Lunatics, idiots, maniacs, a house full of psychotics... these were the adjectives they could think of. These people actually wanted to control the whole M nation.
Boom!
Just as a portion of the M’s were imrsed in a heated debate, the front door of the mysterious eting place blew up following a loud bang. A squad of special forces rushed in upon the event.
“Don’t move! Hands in the air!”
“You are all under arrest!”
“All of you better behave yourselves!”
Jefferou began to protest but was the butt of a gun slamd down on his face, sending him slumping to the ground. He scread out in pain with a pathetic look on his face.
At this mont, the picture on the television screen finally changed and another figure appeared on the screen. It was President Lanfelord! He looked unscathed and exceptionally energetic.
He waved to the cara and said, “Hello everybody! For the last few days, I’ve been sowhere secret to learn about learning about hacking techniques. I have decided to make my return in this fashion.”
“Evidently, I am not dead. My substitute suffered the catastrophe on my behalf. Who is the murderer? Who is the one behind the scenes? I believe that every single one of you has witnessed with your very own eyes. Is anyone willing to be my witness and help accuse them of committing murder?”
“This ti, I’ve erged victorious. Hereupon, I swear, as long as I am in office, I will never let those demons destroy the M nation! I’m Lanfelord. Your guardian and your protector.”
He gave a “V” gesture and disappeared in the screen while smiling.
Instantly, countless screams began to sound all over the M nation.
“He’s so cool!”
“He pulled off a feat that Lincoln and Kennedy couldn’t! He staged a perfect counterattack!”
“This is too aweso! I think this can be made into an amazing movie!”
“We are lucky to have a president whose wisdom is off the charts. He withstood the forces of evil and vanquished their vile intentions.”
“I am so chard by him! He will certainly be able to accomplish what our previous presidents couldn’t! I will vote for him forever!”
“I’ll be his die-hard fan starting from now.”
As for the few evil backstage manipulators who had not been arrested, their faces solidified as they exclaid in shock. “Th...this is impossible!”
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