My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

Gu Yun's voice grew louder and louder, as if the dome of the studio was buzzing.

"So, Scott."

"You didn't lose in terms of technology or resources."

"What you have lost is the very foundation of civilization."

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, completely shattering Scott's last psychological defenses.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that no sound came out of his throat.

Finally, his body swayed, and he fell straight backward, unconscious on the control panel.

"Quick! Medical personnel!" Mark shouted in alarm.

The scene was chaotic, and paramedics rushed over and carried Scott away.

Gu Yun remained standing there, his posture upright, like an insurmountable mountain.

In the live stream room in China, the barrage of comments completely covered the screen, making it impossible to see the picture.

[Tears welled up in my eyes! This is the true essence of our civilization!]

We don't believe in gods or ghosts, we only believe in our own hands!

Noah's Ark saved only one family, while Yu the Great saved the world by controlling the floods! That's what you call vision!

Gu Ge's words are worth copying down and memorizing in their entirety!

Seeing Scott faint, I initially wanted to laugh, but after hearing Gu Ge's words, I couldn't laugh anymore. This isn't just about feeling good; it's also a heavy responsibility.

No regrets about being born Chinese!

With Scott being carried away, the first stage of the competition can be said to have come to an end prematurely.

However, the production team did not immediately cut off the live stream because the current level of interest was simply too high.

Professor Hamilton sat on the judging panel, looking as if he had aged ten years.

He looked at Gu Yun with an extremely complex expression. There was fear, there was jealousy, but above all, there was a sense of helplessness.

This live broadcast will truly change the world.

It's not just a vaccine issue.

"Mr. Gu," Professor Hamilton said in a hoarse voice, "you've won. But have you considered the magnitude of the turmoil that your simulation of disrupting the existing international financial order might cause in reality?"

He was still trying to pressure Gu Yun with the idea of ​​"stability".

Gu Yun smiled and straightened his suit collar.

"Professor, out with the old, in with the new."

"If an order only allows a minority to exploit others while impoverishing the majority, wouldn't it be a good thing if it collapsed?"

"And I didn't break the order; I just patched it up. I made it fairer and more reasonable."

Gu Yun walked to the edge of the stage and looked at the representatives from various countries below the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's simulation has come to an end, but the challenges in reality continue."

"I hope everyone remembers how you felt today."

"Remember who reached out a hand when you were abandoned. Remember who stood up for you when you were blackmailed."

"China will always be our most reliable friend."

This will not change, whether in simulation or in reality.

In the audience, Adkunle led the way by standing up, followed by Isabella…

The applause went from sparse to unified, and finally turned into a thunderous roar.

This applause is not for the victors, but for the leader.

At that moment, backstage, director Frank was looking at the ratings report, his hands trembling.

"Record broken... a complete record broken..."

"It's not just about ratings, but also engagement, buzz..."

"Quick! Prepare your closing remarks! Then cut to gold!"

Upon receiving instructions, host Mark hurriedly went on stage. Although his expression was worse than crying, his professionalism forced him to force a smile.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Gu Yun, for your brilliant... uh, very groundbreaking performance!"

"Thank you to the representatives from various countries for participating! Although the process was somewhat...intense, we all witnessed the different choices different civilizations made when facing a crisis!"

"The first phase of the 'Global Young Diplomats' debate competition has now successfully concluded!"

"Tomorrow, we will have a day off. The day after tomorrow, the even more exciting and brutal second stage of the competition will begin!"

"If the first stage was a 'clash of strength,' then the second stage will be a 'game of rules'!"

"Stay tuned!"

As the rousing music began, the live broadcast signal was cut off.

Gu Yun let out a long breath, feeling somewhat tired.

Although they appeared calm and collected on stage, this intense mental battle and psychological game was indeed very taxing.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, he was surrounded by a group of people.

They weren't journalists, but representatives of those developing countries.

"Mr. Gu! I'm a representative from Tanzania. Could I add you on WeChat?"

"Brother Gu! I'm Xiao Mu from Pakistan. Could I treat you to dinner tonight? I'd like to ask you some questions about infrastructure!"

"Gu Yun! I'm from Serbia. That was so satisfying! Those Westerners' faces turned green!"

The eyes of these young people shone with admiration, as if they were seeing an idol.

Gu Yun responded with a smile, showing no airs whatsoever.

In a corner not far away, Scott, who had just woken up, was being helped by several Western representatives. He looked at Gu Yun, who was being fawned over, and his eyes were filled with resentment that was almost overflowing.

"Don't be so smug... Gu Yun..."

"This is only the first phase..."

"The second phase... I'll ruin your reputation..."

Scott gritted his teeth and forced out those words.