Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 303 Right Now!!

The White House in Washington.

Although the current president still has one month left in office, logically no one else can enter the White House.

But this second Catholic president, who was in a daze, had already gone to his own estate to recuperate.

The new President Trump sat in the presidential office looking quite complacent.

Looking at the former president's belongings still in the office, he tilted his head with a look of disdain.

Give him another month.

He turned his gaze to the projection on the white screen in front of him.

A re-enactment of a scene from an underground laboratory in Tokyo, Japan is being played.

The creature transformed from the crystal exploded in front of Trump.

"Mr. President," Dr. Blair said, returning from Tokyo, pointing to the exploded creature, "We retrieved a blood and flesh specimen of this creature's remains from Tokyo, but it has become like this."

Dr. Blair took out a glass bottle and placed it in front of President Trump.

Trump picked up the glass bottle and looked carefully at the blue crystal powder in the bottle.

Next to him, Tesla founder Elon Musk was also staring at the glass bottle with great interest.

Compared to the chaebol families hidden behind the politics and business of the vast American empire.

This upstart in the technology and wealth world is unusually high-profile and is active around the president.

It comes from the adventurous blood of his ancestors who ventured into South Africa.

The gamble was successful.

He became a major contributor to the success of the election.

"What is certain is that this organism is not a carbon-based organism like us," said Dr. Blair.

"This organism's structure switches back and forth between particles and physical form. When not activated by neutrinos, it is simply a stable, crystalline, physical object."

"But when neutrinos from distant star regions traveled to Earth and passed through his structure, it became a mysterious creature composed of particles."

"Perhaps because it's a non-carbon-based organism, it immediately shattered and died under some force, turning back into a crystal."

"This force may be the specific environment of the Earth, or it may be other factors that we don't know yet."

"It's a remarkable discovery, but..." President Trump leaned back in the spacious chair. "Dr. Blair, what can this research bring to America? I don't quite understand."

"It gives us the prospect of dominating the planet for the next few hundred years, Mr. President," Dr. Blair said gravely, "especially now that we're already falling behind."

President Trump sat up straight with interest and gestured for Dr. Blair to continue.

"In the Steam Age, we were ahead of the curve on this planet for over two hundred years. Now, we're gradually bidding farewell to the Steam Age and entering the Electric Age." Dr. Blair looked at Elon Musk.
"I think Elon Musk, as the CEO of Tesla, understands this even better."

"Dr. Blair, I respect your expertise very much, but I am a businessman and I don't have that much professional knowledge. I hope you can be more specific." President Trump frowned.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Now AI chip clusters are arriving one after another. What is needed to train these data with chips? Of course, sufficient electricity, Your Excellency." Dr. Blair said:

"The most widely used metal in industry is aluminum, and aluminum smelting requires electricity. Producing one ton of aluminum requires 13,000 kilowatt-hours of electricity, so 60 percent of the world's aluminum is produced in China."

"That's because China produces the most electricity in the world. They account for almost 31 percent of the planet's electricity generation, while the United States only accounts for 14 percent."

"Also, our equipment is seriously outdated, and since we are all private enterprises, we simply cannot afford to spend a lot of money to upgrade equipment and technology."

"Even in terms of natural electricity sources like wind and solar power, we are still far ahead of the other side."

"We have fallen behind the President in the electricity age. Even if we could catch up, we would never surpass them."

"And the next era will be the era of particles."

"Whoever can master quantum, neutrino, plasma, photon and other things first will determine the lead for the next few hundred years."

"Just a tiny discovery, even a tiny idea, can increase a technology company's stock price by tens or even hundreds of times."

"Not to mention that a new monopoly giant will emerge as a result."

President Trump and Elon Musk looked at each other.

"Just tell me what you need, Dr. Blair." President Trump spread his hands. "Is it funding? Or manpower?"

"Not only that, Mr. President, we need this kind of crystal, the crystal that can transform between particles and objects." Dr. Blair pushed his glasses and said:
"I found a lot of crystals with the help of Area 52, but I used them all up."

"Now, only Protestant cathedrals have this kind of crystal. I asked the archbishop to buy it, but he said it was a sacred object from heaven and refused."

"How did they get this kind of crystal?" President Trump frowned. "Could it be?"

"I guess, I mean guess. Maybe, the gods of those religions are the same as this creature?" Dr. Blair's eyes behind the lenses shone with desire, and he shook the blue crystal powder in the bottle.

After a lifetime of studying microparticles, I have never achieved any creative breakthroughs.

Since returning from Tokyo, he has dreamed of that strange creature every night.

If my guess is true, then I can start studying the gods.
Just the thought of it made him tremble with excitement.

"Don't say that again, Dr. Blair!" President Trump shook his head. "Don't you know how many people around you in America are devout Jews and Protestants?"

"Even though I'm the president, there's no way I can get you crystals from the Protestant Church."

"Everyone knows that the archbishop is a devout believer. There's no way he would hand over the crystal to the government, especially something that could potentially shake the foundation of his religion."

"Mr. President, the archbishop is indeed a devout believer, but I cannot guarantee that others are also believers," Dr. Blair said.

"If this becomes possible, not only will America continue to dominate the planet, but your name will also be recorded in history. As the President said, let's make America great again."

"Just say whatever you want to say, Dr. Blair, there's no need to beat around the bush," said President Trump.

"I have a good friend who is of Japanese descent and a famous bio-genetic engineer. He was later 'hired' by the Protestant Church to help them with certain research." Dr. Blair said in a deep voice:

"Over the years, not only were they imprisoned in the laboratory, but the Protestant Church even kidnapped their daughter as one of their experimental subjects."

"Now, their daughter has grown up and is a Protestant saint. Just imagine, how could a woman like that become a devout believer?"

"I felt I could connect with her and help her become the leader of Protestantism. Even..."

Dr. Blair looked at Elon Musk next to him.

"You want me to give her some special powers to help her grow, just like I gave Elon's position?" President Trump tapped the table rhythmically.
"I can let you try, Dr. Blair, but you have to understand..."

"These are all things you did without authorization. They have nothing to do with the government. They will not be recorded, and I will not admit to them."

"If anything goes wrong, you will face the wrath of religion and be burned on a cross alone."

"It's my pleasure, Mr. President," Dr. Blair said ecstatically. "I'll contact my friend right away."

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Jin Meiting looked at the female group members stumbling in the bathtub and sneered.

This is the end of debauchery.

Some of the snow-white limbs were intertwined.

Some of them spread their limbs wide, exposing various parts of their bodies.

Swimsuits of various colors were scattered on the ground.

a mess.

Under my own deliberate guidance.

These girl group members were almost driven to death by their boss.

You are still young. Is it so easy to climb up in the entertainment industry?

Jin Meiting sneered.

The next step is to put these six beautiful women on ice for a while.

When their visas are about to arrive and they don’t get a response from me, they will become much more obedient.

Fang Zuo walked out of the Tokyo Imperial Hotel and looked at the message sent by Yingkong Kurumi with a frown.

Let yourself save a woman?
One of Japan's youngest naval officers?
When did this little guy get involved with the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force?

It seems that she is thinking far ahead.

Is it for yourself?
Thinking about how he could come and go freely in the Japanese divine kingdom, it was probably because these women who were tied to him had their own new worlds and ambitions.

Fang Zuo sneered. It seemed that Japan's kingdom would soon be his.

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On the island of the Ghost Department.

Hashimoto Yuuna knelt in the huge barracks.

The room was filled with black fog, with no light entering.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor Sutoku, as you instructed, the nearby sea areas have been fully planted with ghost vines." A pair of red eyes slowly condensed from the black mist and spoke:
"In three days, these ghost vines will firmly occupy this sea area and regard it as their territory. If a warship enters, they will swarm inside and entangle everything in it."

The black fog swirled, and another pair of eyes appeared. "Your Majesty, as per your instructions, the blue whales we controlled are heading towards our headquarters. The medicinal pills we obtained from the four northern islands were also fed to the seven-star eels."

"I believe that these seven-seven eels will soon grow to the size of sea kings and will attack any submarines that approach."

"The escape route to the shore has also been prepared. Once we deal a heavy blow to the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force, we can begin evacuating."

"Well done. Thank you all for your hard work." The black fog slowly gathered, and finally a tall black shadow stood in front of Hashimoto Yuna.

"According to the naval plan you provided, they will launch an attack in three days, right? Hashimoto Yuna?"

"Yes, His Majesty Emperor Sutoku." Hashimoto Yua nodded.

"What a smart guy!" the tall black shadow exclaimed.

suddenly.

An invisible force suddenly hit Hashimoto Yuna.

【Onmyoji: Big Night Wind】

A huge black wind wrapped around Hashimoto Yua and instantly dodged the invisible force.

She looked warily at the tall dark figure in front of her.

"Very good. Remember when I taught you this Yin-Yang technique, you only needed to use it once to master it, smart kid." The tall black shadow sighed, "It turns out that the smarter people are, the more likely they are to betray."

"what?"

Several pairs of eyes nearby made sounds of surprise.

Clusters of ghostly fire formed their strange bodies.

"The navy's attack is not going to be in three days, but tonight, right? Hashimoto Yuna." The tall black shadow waved his hand.

A black mist appeared and then slowly dissipated.

Mrs. Masako and her husband knelt timidly by the side.

"You...you betrayed me?" Hashimoto Yuna looked at them in disbelief.

It was obviously for their sake that I told them the things that I shouldn't have said.

He also gave them the speedboat he used to escape.

They actually betrayed themselves?

"Why?" Hashimoto Yuina shouted: "Why did you betray me, Mrs. Masako?"

Mrs. Masako didn't dare to look up at Hashimoto Yuna, and her slightly plump body shrank.

No answer.

"Why can't they betray you?" The tall black figure laughed as if he had heard something funny. "That's just how humans are, isn't it?"

"Rather than risking your life by escaping on a speedboat, wouldn't it be better to trade the information for my generosity and allow your family to leave this island safely?"

"Look, what a clever idea! Humans really think for themselves."

"This group has always been like this. I only figured this out after I died and turned into a ghost. What a pity." The tall black shadow sighed and said:

"Unfortunately, I made a mistake and trusted humans again."

"Hashimoto Yuna, why should I believe you?"

He waved.

Before Hashimoto Aruna could react, she was instantly tied up by the emerging black mist.

She tried to break free in panic, but found that all the spiritual power in her body was restrained.

"How should I kill you?" The tall black shadow's narrow eyes flashed redly: "How can I kill you so that I won't be so angry?"

"Your Majesty, let's leave quickly." Several will-o'-the-wisp flames nearby shouted, "Before the navy launches its attack, if the ghost army evacuates now, they can still escape."

"Escape? Where to?" The tall black figure shook his head. "As soon as I received this information, I searched for land. This section of the coastline has been blocked by shortwave radar."

"This Woodpecker radar from World War II was too powerful and therefore useless in warfare, but the Japanese government unexpectedly discovered it was useful against ghosts."

"Now even I can't get through this giant shortwave net, how can I escape?"

"Now I just want to torture this woman to death."

"Sir, you promised to let us go," Mrs. Masako raised her chubby face and said hurriedly, "The navy is about to launch a general attack. Let us go."

"You see, humans are just so stupid." The tall black figure waved his hand, and instantly a black rope was strangled around the neck of Masako's husband.

Slowly lifted it up.

His face turned red, his tongue stuck out, and he waved his arms and kicked his legs desperately in struggle.

"Sir, you... you promised. You can't go back on your word." Mrs. Masako frantically supported her husband's legs, trying to make him feel better, while pleading loudly.

"You promised, please let us go."

"When have you ever seen a human keep their word with a fish or an insect?" the tall black figure sneered. "Why did you tell me this? If you hadn't told me, I might not be so angry."

Just at this time.

A figure rushed in.

[Yin Yang Magic: Jade Shattering]

at the same time.

The sea water under the cliff beside the camp was churning violently, turning into a water dragon and pouring back into the camp.

Condensed in an instant.

It was as if a huge piece of jade sealed the tall black shadow and more than a dozen ghost fires.

"Hurry up, Yuna!" Nishiyama Keiki's whole body was glowing green, and he opened his arms: "I can't hold on for more than a few seconds!"

Green flames began to burn from his feet, spreading to his body.

"You you. Nishiyama Qishu"

The black mist on Yuuna Hashimoto's body broke off, and she fell down. Looking at what was happening, her mind went blank.

"Asshole, run away from here and forget me." Xishan Qishu threw a ball of letter paper,

By this time the flames had reached his knees.

He looked at the jadeite that was about to break loose and shouted anxiously: "Don't let my death be in vain~~~!! Bastard, what are you daydreaming about? Run!!!"

Only then did Hashimoto Yua react. She reached out to take the letter, and a gust of black wind wrapped around her and rushed out quickly.

The high-pitched, relieved, and resolute voice of Xishan Qishu behind her reached her ears.

"Yuna, survive!!! Please!!"

Hashimoto Yuna runs in the wind.
Put the paper ball in your pocket
She didn't know what was written on the paper.

She only knew that Nishiyama Keishu, who loved music and children and grew up with her, was going to die.

Tears kept flowing down her face.
She bit her lower lip and dug her nails into her palms.
My mind is blank and my heart is pierced
At the other end of the beach, there is a speedboat. You can escape to the island by escaping there.

“You can’t run away.”

The sea breeze brought up black fog and blocked Hashimoto Yuna's way.

"thump."

Nishiyama Qishu's head fell alone to the ground.

His eyes were still gentle and mellow.

Except a little sluggish.

pat.

His head was crushed by the big feet gathered by the black fog.

Crushed the gentle and mellow gaze.

"What a pathetic and useless emotion," said the huge black shadow.

"Go to hell!!!" Hashimoto Yuuna cried and ignited her spiritual power, and a black flame burned from under her feet.

A black hurricane blew out from her hand and rolled towards the huge black shadow.

The black fog spread again, resisting the hurricane and blowing out the black flames under Hashimoto Yuna's feet.

Then he once again tied up Hashimoto Yuna tightly.

"I won't let you die so easily." The huge black shadow smiled and said, "I will slowly torture you to death, until you beg me to kill you."

"Yes, it's this look, this hateful look, that makes me very happy."

"Kill him, please, someone can kill him, my soul, my will, everything I have belongs to you, someone come and help me kill him, please" Hashimoto Yuna tore her vocal cords and cried, her tone full of despair: "Kill him!!"

The look in Nishiyama Keiki's eyes before his death pierced her heart like a bayonet.

"Are you calling me?" A man suddenly appeared on the beach.

He frowned: "Hashimoto Yuna?"

"It's me." Hashimoto Yua's mind was in a mess, and she had no idea what was going on.

"That's you." The man waved his hand, and the black mist that bound Hashimoto Yuna dissipated instantly.

"Your Excellency is..." Emperor Sutoku was about to speak.

He was tightly bound with a golden thread.

The light emitted from the silk thread burned Emperor Sutoku so much that he couldn't help but wail in pain.

"Did I ask you to speak?" The man glanced at him and said, "Your vengeful spirit is quite good, but it is only limited to this island country."

"If it were in my place, those little guys would have caught some of the sky lanterns long ago."

Fang Zuo placed a golden thread into the stunned Hashimoto Yuuna's hand and said, "You can torture her however you want. Come find me when you're done."

As he spoke, he strode to the edge of the cliff and felt the island.

There seems to be something strange about it.

After the ghostly howls that echoed throughout the island.

It lasted for quite a while.

Hashimoto Yuuna walked over with a pale face and a tired body.

A pair of exaggeratedly long beautiful legs were exposed.

Bare white feet walking on the sea sand.

Seeing this strange man who suddenly appeared sitting cross-legged, I didn't dare to disturb him, so I took out the paper ball and opened it.

I hope you can see amazing things for me that I haven’t seen.

I hope you can experience emotions for me that I haven’t experienced.

I hope you can help me find some like-minded partners.

【I hope you can take care of some children who need care for me】

I hope you can live a long, long time.

【Goodbye forever!! Yuna!!】

【Be happy, run towards hope, don’t look back!!】

Hashimoto Yuna's tears kept dripping onto the letter paper, and she burst into tears
"Your man?" Fang Zuo asked, standing up.

Hashimoto Yuna shook her head.

Tears kept flowing.

"you love him?"

"No," Hashimoto Yuna shook her head again.

"Then I don't understand why you are crying so sadly." Fang Zuo shrugged.

"Because I feel it's not worth it for him." Hashimoto Yuna cried out to the sea: "Nishiyama Keiki, you bastard, is it worth it for you to be with a woman who will never love you?"

The waves hit the cliffs and broke into waves.

"Perhaps, he felt that this was the most correct thing he had ever done. Life is ultimately mortal, and one cannot be measured by whether it is worthwhile or not."

Fang Zuo put his hands behind his back and saw Hashimoto Yuna looking at him.

Then he said: "I'm just talking, don't take it seriously, my legs are nice, white and long."

Hashimoto Yuuna stared blankly at the man in front of her.

Then he looked at his legs, which he was so proud of.

Nishiyama Keiki, you bastard!!!

at this time.

There was a sound of violent air waves in the air, low and powerful.

One, two, dozens of voices.

"Oh no! The navy has launched an attack. We are finished." Hashimoto Yuuna looked at the arc in the distant sky in horror.

The next moment, someone hugged her waist and she disappeared on the island.

Appeared high in the sky in the distance.

Dozens of particle missiles hit the targets in the port accurately.

A huge explosion resounded through the sky in an instant.

Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, debris flew everywhere, and the sea was blown away, forming a huge wave that rushed mercilessly in all directions.

Various buildings on the island collapsed in the explosion, with dust flying and rubble all over the ground.

The people and ghosts on the island screamed in terror, trying to escape from this land of death.

But the missile's power was unstoppable, and the explosives devoured flesh and blood.

The scattered particles attack the ghost.

But only a few tens of seconds.

The entire island was in ruins.

Various debris and wreckage are floating on the surrounding sea.

The island, once filled with ghosts and humans, is now nothing but ruins and death.

And the flame still burns.

"Can you take me down there to have a look?" Hashimoto Yuna said, "I want to find his body and bury him."

Fang Zuo nodded.

The next moment, I arrived at this ruin.