Chapter 707

At 3:30 a.m. capital time, there are only a few hours left before dawn.

At this moment, the lights in Renren daily are bright, and everyone is depressed and excited, nervous and busy.

Zhang Jianguo, the editor in chief of the newspaper, wears a pair of presbyopia glasses and carefully considers tomorrow's headlines. As a knife of the newspaper, he has rarely worked in person since he was promoted to the editor in chief. He is more responsible for administrative work and the final signing.

But today is a special day.

Just half an hour ago, the newspaper received exciting news about the nightmare of mankind. The powerful God of barbarism, the Lord of lightning, was killed by the God of martial arts, Chen Shouyi, in Yanzhou.

Under the instruction of the Central Committee, the headline that was originally signed tomorrow was urgently removed. If there is no accident, I understand... No, today's newspaper is destined to be recorded in the annals of human history with this major event.

It can be predicted that when the news comes out tomorrow, the whole Daxia country and even the world will be a sensation and exciting.

Therefore, as the author and editor in chief who took on this important task, the pressure in his heart can be imagined.

He weighed down the title:

"If you commit many injustices, you will die!"

Instead, he quickly crossed it out. Such a bureaucratic article can be used at ordinary times, but at this time, it is obviously a little out of place and peaceful.

"Pull away the dark clouds and see the sunny day!"

It's still not impressive enough.

He stood up and walked back and forth. The street lights outside the window were dim, and the East was faintly red. Before he knew it, the morning was coming.

His heart moved, and suddenly he had an inspiration. He quickly returned to his position, sat down, grabbed the pen, and finished at one go.

"Mankind ushers in a new era!"

Countless people stayed up all night this night.

……

Eight in the morning.

At the entrance of the Embassy of the United States, it was cold, and there were sparrows at the door.

After the fall of the United States, taking advantage of the chaos, many high-level officials, wealthy people and scientists successfully fled North America by boat, and a considerable number of them came to the great Xia state and established the restoration organization.

Out of respect for the former world overlord, it is also the consideration of the united front of mankind.

The great Xia Kingdom has given considerable support.

At the beginning, the organization for the restoration of the motherland was also powerful. The monthly gathering of Americans alone could attract tens of thousands of people, and donations were enthusiastic.

Due to the original changes, sea routes and shipping were interrupted, and a considerable part of them stayed in the kingdom of Daxia and joined the nationality of Daxia. There were tens of thousands of people in the capital alone.

However, with the passage of time, the hope of restoring the country became more and more dim, and people's hearts gradually dispersed. More and more people secretly joined the nationality of the great Xia country. Many compatriots who came to the great Xia country together left and never came again.

Ideal can't stop reality after all.

Hope also faded in despair.

In the face of the terrible Lord of lightning, and trying to restore the country across a sea, it is undoubtedly an illusory thing. Even whether the afterglow of human civilization can continue to linger is still unknown.

Maybe it won't last this year.

……

"Mr. President, it's not very safe recently. The situation in Yanzhou is very bad. Don't go out these days." In the embassy, an aide advised.

The documents of danger warning have long been sent to the Embassy by the government of the great Xia state.

"If Daxia falls, where can we hide, the air raid shelter?" Davis, the former vice president of the world overlord, and the president of the organization for the restoration of the motherland, said with a bleak look on his face, "let's walk together. Maybe we won't have another chance."

The staff hesitated and nodded forcefully, "I'll inform the security advisor!"

"Hehe, no, no one knows us. By the way, I forgot to tell you that Carl resigned from me yesterday, and I approved it."

"This traitor, traitor and beauty traitor must have been bribed by the great Xia state." The staff was stunned at the speech and said excitedly.

"Don't blame him!" Davis sighed and comforted, "I understand how he, a legendary strong man, can guard an ordinary person all day. He just lost his faith."

"You are the president of the United States!"

"The United States is gone. We all know that when we came to the great Xia Kingdom, I remember a total of 8345 people. Look at how many people still remember the United States, 500, 1000?"

Hearing the speech, the staff felt sad and a little desolate. The former world overlord has now fallen into such a field.

The two walked out of the embassy and the street was deserted.

These days, the factory is on holiday, the school is closed, and most citizens have basically entered the air raid shelter. Except for soldiers and police, the street is bleak.

"Do you think Daxia can hold on this time?" Davis suddenly asked.

"I'm not optimistic. Daxia has indeed developed rapidly in recent years, but today's military strength is at most slightly higher than that of us at that time." The staff shook his head and said.

The United States is entitled to be proud. As the former world police, they retain the weapons and equipment that crush all other countries, stand out from the rest, and have strong scientific research force. They are also the fastest recovering countries after the change.

They lose not to strength, but to luck.

Now I can only recall the past glory in my memory.

"President, all the heavy weapons on the street have disappeared." The staff suddenly wondered.

"Don't worry so much, maybe I'll go to other places to set up defense!" Davis said.

The two strolled around and were ready to go back.

At this time, the air raid shelter not far away, under the maintenance of order by the soldiers, began to emerge in large numbers. Everyone cheered and ran wildly, as if in a carnival.

"Victory."

"We won."

"Mr. Chen!"

……

They couldn't help but stop their steps. They guessed something faintly, and they couldn't believe it. Davis quickly stopped one of them, who was obviously of European and American descent, and couldn't wait to ask in harsh Chinese, "excuse me, what happened?"

"Oh, you don't know, we won. President Chen killed the Lord of lightning last night. There will be no shit war in the future. We will usher in peace, peace!!!"

The middle-aged white man was so excited that he couldn't help himself. His face turned red. If he wasn't worried about being caught by the police, he would have taken off his clothes and ran naked, burning several cars to celebrate.

"Oh, by the way, this is today's newspaper, for you." The white man patted the crumpled newspaper in his hand on his chest: "I want to buy another one, no, a hundred copies. Believe me, this newspaper will appreciate, absolutely."

The president was completely unaware of this. He was stunned, and his feet seemed to be floating. He was stunned to pick up the newspaper floating to the ground. The front page headline was:

"Mankind ushers in a new era."

Five big characters.

The subtitle below reads.

"The God of martial arts, general Gu Chen, killed the powerful God Lord of lightning in Yanzhou, and the war was over."

He looked down quickly, his face suddenly turned red, and a wave of ecstasy rose from his heart and rushed to the sky cover. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his tears flowed uncontrollably as if out of control:

"Victory... Victory..."

He muttered to himself.

Ps: sorry, it's late today.

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