Chapter 3247

When the death knell took the old man to the White House, the president was holding a morning press conference.

He got up very early, even if the reporters yawned, but he himself was full of energy, dressed straight, and had a warm smile on his face.

Is there anything important about holding a press conference? No, he's just having fun.

"Mr. President, it has been one year since you took office. You have not fulfilled your promises during the election. Do you think it is right for the American people to choose you?"

With the consent of the press officer, a reporter from Maoxiong country stood up and asked questions. It's easy to tell. His words smell of vodka.

The happy black man held the podium with both hands. When the other party asked questions, he always nodded gracefully, as if he were listening carefully.

When the reporter finished asking questions and stood there waiting for an answer, the black president smiled and answered:

"I don't think that's important, because people always have to look forward. Paying too much attention to the past won't change anything, because no one can turn back time." the president's tone is light, his thinking is agile, he doesn't even think when answering questions, and his words are very philosophical.

Campaign promises are things of the past. People can't care too much about what happened when they live.

The hairy bear man, who is more like a wrestler than a reporter, nodded. He seemed to be convinced and looked like "you're right", but then asked:

"At present, in the Middle East, the United States is provoking a new proxy war. Do you think this is another round of energy war for capitalists?"

"Personally, I am very opposed to war and human cannibalism."

At this point, the black president showed a compassionate look and said with deep feeling like a saint:

"On the first night of entering the White House, I ate a dog and buried its bones under the South Lawn. During World War II, Russia used military dogs to carry bombs for self explosion anti tank combat, and I love dog meat. We are not dog lovers, so you and I should be friends."

Logic seems to be right, but it always feels wrong.

But the hairy bear reporter nodded and sat down with satisfaction, as if he felt the sincere friendship.

Another reporter stood up. He was a native reporter, a typical white man with a red neck. After adjusting the microphone, he asked:

"The Conservatives and dog lovers have been strongly protesting against your publicizing your love of dog meat. What do you think of this?"

"It's very simple. They worry that if I eat all the dogs in the United States, they will have no dog shit to eat in the future." the president said a joke and smiled for a while before waving his hand back to the subject: "some people don't want to be people. I can meet their wishes and turn them into dogs. This is not a problem. Now the technology is very developed."

As soon as the black eyes turned, they thought of a new way to play, that is to turn those dog lovers into dogs. I wonder if these dogs will join the Republican Party against themselves?

Think about it. When I give the state of the Union speech in Congress, all the wild dogs are sitting under the stage. It will be very interesting.

The earth is really interesting. Human society has become more interesting over time than it was thousands of years ago.

"Mr. President, is it true that you once said that your father once ate snakes and your mother ate tigers?" another female reporter stood up and asked a question. I don't know when the topic has become a recipe Q & A for the president's family, which is very strange.

"Yes, that was their dinner on Noah's Ark. Maybe my mother ate pumas, so they are endangered now."

The black president said absurd things with a serious expression and raised a finger in front of him:

"But as I said before, don't pay too much attention to what happened before, but focus on the future. My friends, in the next few days, I will promote a new bill and legislation. During my term of office, I will invest 14 trillion US dollars to ensure that every American tramp can have free dog placenta to eat."

Applause broke out. The black president raised his hands as if the statue of Jesus embraced the light, with a reserved but proud smile on his face.

Outside the lecture hall, an old man wearing Brown Sunglasses leaned over the crack of the door and asked the man around him:

"You mean he's actually a split of an ancient man? But he's so American. That's what the president of the United States should be."

In the common understanding of the people, the president of the United States should be a fool or crazy, and this one is obviously crazy.

If he is not the president of the United States, the old people don't believe it.

The president's bodyguards who were in a coma were piled into a hill like death knell, shrugged and continued to be hanged. The Secretary of state who had just arrived after oversleeping also fainted and replied:

"He is an old Mafia. He once ruled the earth in the blank period for a period of time. No one knows how to govern a chaotic world better than him. But old man, the old dominator will only destroy the order of the earth. 40K earth is now the only hope of the multiverse, so you know."

The old man took a deep breath and hesitated for a long time, but when he saw that the black president in the lecture hall had a whim to prepare a bill that "the president of the United States can escape when meeting foreign guests", he still couldn't bear it.

"I told them not to put those things in our story."

He took an old man's cell phone out of his pants pocket and mumbled and began dialing:

"These things outside the system are incompatible with our world. If one is bad, the story will collapse. The author is most afraid of the chaos of the power system, but how can you let the superhero fight these monsters..."

"Yes, you're right, so who can contact to solve this problem?" the death knell came closer and wanted to peep into the mobile phone, but I didn't see anything.

But that's fine. After all, that's his plan.

If you can't deal with NAIA at the current main dimension level, you can solve him from the "high-dimensional narrative" level. The original plan was to borrow the power of Rocky's "story".

But after observing for a long time, rocky has really become like a woman now. He doesn't remember old Rocky at all.

She can't use it anymore. Su Ming can only use a backup plan to deceive another person who has the ability to "story" into the pit. Naturally, this is old man Li.

His story making ability is undoubtedly stronger, and he can even climb over the wall, but whether he will help is a question.

Fortunately, black law was crazy enough to make the world his playground, which made Lao Li decide to intervene in the affairs of the universe.

"Don't peek, you can't understand it." the old man hid his mobile phone on the other side behind him and looked warily at the knell's face.

"I can understand," Su Ming replied, but he stepped back.

"It's no good to understand, but it will only make you doubt yourself." the old man put his mobile phone next to his ear and waited for the other party to connect.

"Then I can pretend not to understand."

The death knell smiled. He would not pursue the problem of the fourth wall too much, because it involves the boundary between philosophy, reality and illusion, which can drive anyone crazy, but he only believes that his level is the only reality.

The supreme mage is the representative of extreme idealism. The mind is better than things. There's nothing wrong with it.

At this time, the phone was connected.

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