I work as an editor at Marvel.

"The third thing is the issue of increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. Gongming, don't keep focusing on that little bit of interest. The Clock Tower's multi-portal portal has been built, and we can use it too. The first phase of testing has already ended. You can contact them. The second phase is larger in scale, and we can also send some people to share their testing burden."

"Yes, Heavenly Emperor." Zhao Gongming stood up with a smile and said. The Ministry of Finance is most prestigious and can be most arrogant when it has enough money left over after supplying the most basic resources to all other departments.

"Fourthly, Yang Jian, Wen Zhong, and Luo Xuan, you should already know about the Chitauri planet. Some things, once done, should be said. Moreover, we have always supported the independent and healthy development of every civilization, and we also support all civilizations in maintaining their own sovereignty and integrity."

"So, you guys should discuss it, choose a spokesperson, write a statement, and publicly state your position."

"No problem!" Yang Jian stood up immediately, extremely excited. As the person in charge of the Ministry of War, he loved to stir things up.

Luo Xuan and Wen Zhong exchanged a glance and reached an agreement in silence: they couldn't let Yang Jian and the Ministry of War get everything. Since the Heavenly Emperor hadn't directly entrusted the matter to Yang Jian, there was still room for negotiation.

After saying those four sentences, Yang Qiu vanished in a flash. He was only there to provide backup; if he were to handle the specifics, it wouldn't align with his original vision for the script.

After the impromptu meeting ended, Lu Xiong and Lü Yue were a little helpless. It turned out that it wasn't their business, and they had come for nothing. Oh well, they decided to go back and build the defense network. Since they had an extra year, they might as well update and upgrade the defense facilities on the war star. Anyway, there were some new technologies coming out recently.

The next day on Earth, Yang Qiu sat in Peter's house. He had come to say goodbye; he was preparing to return to China. Fortunately, children of foreign Chinese descent have the opportunity to choose their nationality upon reaching adulthood; otherwise, joining China would be extremely difficult.

"Hey bro, why did you switch the TV to this channel? There's no program." Peter asked, puzzled. The TV in front of them had just been manually switched to a different channel and was now showing a blurry, pixelated image.

Ben and Mei were packing Yang Qiu's things. The child was going on a long trip, and the adults always felt that he lacked everything.

"Pay more attention to this channel from now on, okay? A lot of important information will be broadcast here." Yang Qiu glanced at the script behind him and replied with a smile.

This channel's frequency has been jointly set by the Clock Tower and the Heavenly Court as the frequency for external communication. However, there's no need to pay too much attention this time, because this time the announcement to the universe will be broadcast on multiple channels and in multiple ways. Simply put, any civilization with a level of civilization close to one will have the opportunity to receive the relevant information.

Moreover, because information transmission will use a faster-than-light information channel, even in places very far from the Oort cloud, it won't take many years just to receive a message.

At 7 p.m., the signal was accurately received by the television, and a handsome, elegant man in a white robe with gold accents appeared on the screen.

It seems that Yang Jian ultimately won the spokesperson qualification, and Wen Zhong and Luo Xuan still couldn't win the competition.

"All civilizations that have received the relevant information are now issuing a joint announcement to the entire universe: I am Yang Jian, the chief officer of the Heavenly Court's Ministry of War and the temporary diplomatic spokesperson."

"Recently, the Celestial Court, representing the multi-human united civilization, initiated friendly communication with the Chitauri united civilization. The two sides held cordial and friendly talks. During the talks, they fully exchanged their needs and suggestions, enhanced their understanding of each other, and the talks were beneficial to both civilizations. They were an exchange of information aimed at building an orderly and win-win cosmic environment."

"However, at the end of this conversation, the terrorist Thanos, along with his henchmen, openly colluded with anti-pacifists within the Chitauri civilization to launch an attack on our side and the Chitauri government. This attack caused multiple casualties and incalculable economic losses, severely damaging the current peaceful, orderly, and win-win cosmic environment. On behalf of all civilizations in the universe that yearn for order, we strongly condemn this attack!"

"At the invitation of the Chitauri United Civilization, and out of our belief in upholding fairness and justice in the universe, we launched a counterattack against the terrorist Thanos and his henchmen under surprise. After a hard-fought battle and many sacrifices, we successfully repelled them and killed several terrorists, including Ebony Maw, one of Thanos's so-called five generals."

"Ebony Maw, who calls himself Black Tongue, is adept at spreading lies and evil ideas. He is skilled at distorting the truth about Thanos's various anti-intelligent and anti-peaceful actions, claiming it is to clean up the universe's excess population and alleviate cosmic overcrowding. Obviously, this is nonsense, and we hereby express our utmost indignation!"

"Currently, the Chitauri Alliance is assessing the losses and increasing aid to the affected people. We also hope that Thanos and his henchmen will repent and turn back from the brink, surrendering themselves to us or the Chitauri Alliance in a timely manner, compensating for the losses, and accepting the relevant punishments. We reserve the right to take further action, and if possible, we will resort to force. Don't say we didn't warn you!"

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Chapter 202 Diplomatic Jargon

Yang Jian's speech was concise and powerful, accompanied by an almost supernatural ability to understand the language. Even someone like Peter, who had never studied Chinese, could understand most of it.

However, that's about it. The language proficiency of this spell hasn't been updated for many years, so translating it wouldn't be able to achieve the desired accuracy and fluency. At most, it can only translate some of the literal meanings.

Yang Qiu tapped his fingers on the table. "We're making a bold statement to the universe, but the technology behind it should be so impressive that it will send chills down the spines of those in the know."

The current technology is still a bit lacking. It's not a big problem to shock some civilizations below level three, but at level four, they might say that the real-time translation effect is unsatisfactory.

"Brother, you..." Peter looked at Yang Qiu, speechless after listening to the whole speech, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It's like your everyday playmate suddenly transforms into someone with some extraordinary identity, able to know unreleased international information before ordinary people like yourself. Peter was filled with countless questions, but he didn't dare to ask, since such things are usually related to confidentiality agreements.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qiu asked Peter, whose expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

"It's nothing, I just didn't quite understand what the spokesperson meant." Peter thought for a moment and then swallowed back all his questions.

Yang Qiu was in a bad mood. The translation spell was less effective than he had imagined. If Peter, a member of human civilization, couldn't understand it, how could outsiders possibly understand its meaning?

They must upgrade their technology; they're still using technology from hundreds of years ago, which is no longer up-to-date.

As Yang Qiu thought about it, she spoke to Peter, “Diplomatic speeches are all like this. There are some modular phrases, commonly known as slang. Let me explain them to you briefly.”

Peter nodded. He hadn't really understood much either. He could sense the emotions in Yang Jian's tone, but something was still missing.

"The friendly conversation before was just the literal meaning. The main focus was on the subsequent remarks against the terrorist organization Thanos, which were met with stern condemnation. In other words, you little brats, just wait, this has angered us, and you're definitely not going to get away with this!"

"Expressing great indignation at Ebony Maw's distortion of the truth in this context means that we are very dissatisfied with this matter, but since he is already dead, we can't drag him out and whip his corpse again, so let's leave it at that for now."

"Hoping Thanos will pull back from the brink means that we are giving you one last chance to surrender, otherwise we will kill you. The right to take further action means that we will definitely take follow-up actions, whether it is a knife or poison, we'll see."

"The last sentence, 'Don't say you weren't warned,' is relatively simple: 'Prepare your coffins and wait to die.'"

Peter: "..."

Just as Peter was processing this series of voiceovers, Ben walked over carrying a large suitcase in one hand. "Don't sit there, it's time to get going. There are still a few hours until the flight takes off. I've packed a few guns in your suitcase, all with gun licenses. Lately, there have been some shady guys on the streets making some kind of doomsday declaration, and there have already been several gunfights. If you run into these people, protect yourself."

As they spoke, Ben handed the suitcase to Yang Qiu. Yang Qiu glanced at the suitcase and thought, "Goodness, Uncle Ben is really modest. A fully automatic rifle and a few hand grenades? Can this even be considered a few guns? This isn't legal in the UK, and even if I brought it, I wouldn't be able to take it on the plane."

Despite her complaints, Yang Qiu still accepted the box. After all, it was a token of Ben's goodwill, and she could simply put it away after leaving the house.

“If anything happens, or once you’ve safely arrived at the airport, you can call this number. It’s a friend of mine who used to work at the S.H.I.E.L.D. that was disbanding. Just give him the gun.” Ben whispered in Yang Qiu’s ear. He didn’t want May and Peter to know about this, as it would be troublesome to explain later.

Yang Qiu smiled and hugged Ben. He wasn't surprised at all that Ben had agent friends. Peter's parents were former members of S.H.I.E.L.D., so it was normal for Ben to know a few people with that kind of connection.

"Take care on your journey and be sure to stay safe. If anything goes wrong, remember to call us." After Ben and Yang Qiu parted ways, Mei hugged Yang Qiu and said.

"Don't worry, guns are banned in China, it's much safer than here, and many people will never hear a gunshot in their entire lives," Yang Qiu replied. If Ben and Mei hadn't wanted to stay too far from home, and if Peter hadn't been selected for Hextech Vocational College, he would have wanted to take them to China as well.

"That's good, that's good. Guns should be banned." Mei suppressed her emotions, her eyes a little red. As the saying goes, a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. Yang Qiu was a child she had watched grow up, and she could be considered his godmother.

Yang Qiu patted Mei's arm to comfort her, then looked at Peter and said, "Study hard. That vocational college is probably full of geniuses, but I believe you are definitely one of the most talented."

"I will!" Peter gave Yang Qiu a big hug. Many of the tech gadgets in his room were gifts from Yang Qiu, and the two had a very good relationship. "Brother, remember to come back and visit often. I'll miss you."

“I’m just going to China, not to outer space. There’s no need for this. Call me anytime if you need anything. Besides, there’s an exchange event in Hong Kong in a few months. If you get selected, I might even show you around.” Yang Qiu whispered to Peter, “You must do your best. The prizes for this exchange event are very generous. Getting a ranking will definitely benefit you in the future.”

After saying this, Yang Qiu waved to them, "Alright, no need to see me off, I'll go to the airport myself."

After Yang Qiu left, Mei burst into tears, and Ben hugged her and gently comforted her.

“You said he went to such a far place alone, where he was unfamiliar with the area, and if he was bullied, there would be no one to help him,” Mei said, sobbing.

“Aunt Mei, I don’t think you need to worry too much. China is very safe, and there are probably not many people on Earth who can bully Brother Yang right now,” Peter said, scratching his head.

“What do you know? Even the safest place has bad people. What if he’s unlucky?” May slapped Peter, and Ben glared at him back.

"Wow, Brother Yang even knows that our college will be holding an exchange event in the future, and that the prizes will be very generous. I hadn't even heard about this. He must have been invited back by Huaxia Vocational College!"

Upon hearing this, Mei stopped sobbing and exchanged a glance with Ben, as if this was indeed the logic.

Snapped!

Before Peter could even gloat, Ben smacked him on the head again, "Don't talk about these things, just keep it to yourself!"

"I know, I'm not stupid..."

Chapter 203 The US's Super Buff Technique

Inside the White House Oval Office in the United States, several sheets of paper covered with writing were scattered on the desk. Upon closer inspection, they could be found to contain only one word: "United Civilizations of Diverse Humanity".

"Has anyone notified us to participate in the founding ceremony of civilization?" the president asked, breaking the silence.

“No,” the aide replied.

The president sighed deeply. Indeed, why would they notify him? After excluding those mysterious figures, the entire Earth hadn't even reached the level of a Type I civilization. In the vast universe, it was utterly insignificant. At most, it might attract some civilizations with time on their hands to establish observation stations and improve their sociology.

“Mr. President, the United Nations meeting is about to begin, and this proposal may be a prelude to establishing a unified global government,” the aide continued.

"Do I have a choice?" the president asked rhetorically, standing by the window with his hands behind his back, his face extremely solemn. He felt that he might be the most frustrated president in the hundreds of years of American history.

The staff fell silent. The US used to have its own system of government; as long as they disagreed, this unified political system was impossible because they still had the power to overturn the table. But now, with the emergence of the mystical side, overturning the table? The fact that they haven't blown their own heads off is already a concession for the sake of stability.

On the entire planet, only China still has the power to overturn the table, after all, their relationship with the Heavenly Court seems to be very good, and a large part of the Heavenly Court's cultivators are happy to accept the management of the mortal government. This is a problem that the US still doesn't understand.

The capitalists' assumption that the mortal world is nothing, like Hextech and the Clock Tower, is in line with their interests. In fact, the fact that Heimerdinger of Hextech hasn't even come to seize resources in various ways is already a violation of their logic.

If Heimerdinger heard this, he would definitely be angry. Good heavens, why is he applying the robber logic of the US to Hextech Research Institute? They are a legitimate scientific research institution, recognized by the Clock Tower and the Heavenly Court. They don't seem like people who only know how to steal and only care about their own interests.

Furthermore, what's so hard to understand about the situation in the Heavenly Court? China accomplished what the Heavenly Court couldn't do for so many years before it withdrew. They solved the problem of feeding 14 billion people and have now eliminated absolute poverty. Compare that to the United States.

Over the years, a racial issue has gone from one extreme to another.

The US has gone mad in its pursuit of political correctness; it's like stacking buffs.

To put it simply, imagine a Black woman who identifies as male, a female feminist, an anti-government refugee from the Middle East, who was abandoned at birth.

This person is also a vegetarian and animal rights activist, short, obese, and disabled, and did not attend university due to being bullied.

She was sexually assaulted as a teenager and had to raise her daughter alone because she was unable to have an abortion. Later, she became depressed because she was ridiculed for her appearance due to her unwillingness to wear makeup. She adopted a large number of stray cats and dogs and faced workplace discrimination because she was gay.

Such a person is invincible in the current US, with all sorts of buffs stacked up to the sky. Let alone touching her, even glancing at her or not would likely result in all sorts of criticism and online bullying.

Given this situation, how could Heimerdinger possibly believe in the US as much as the Heavenly Court believes in China? If he really did that, he would have even more of these buffs, such as Viktor's somewhat cyberpunk prosthetic body, or his identity as a necromancer who believes in God, and so on.

"Sigh~" The president sighed again, putting the problem at hand out of his mind.

Anyway, his approval rating has been declining, almost to the point of being invisible. Let the next administration handle this troublesome matter. As for him, he just needs to sign his name on various reports without worry.

Meanwhile, on Asgard, Odin also received the message from the heavens and processed it directly with his brain.

Watching Yang Jian speak with such charisma and handsome bearing, Odin thought to himself, "How wonderful it would be if this man were my son. He's so much better than those two good-for-nothings, Loki and Thor."

First of all, Yang Jian is much better looking than Thor and the others. Judging from his appearance, he can be the head of the Ministry of War in the Heavenly Court, so his strength must be considerable, probably at least legendary. The only thing that's a little off is the third eye on his head, but with so many advantages, that's nothing. Having an extra vertical eye makes him more distinctive than ordinary people, doesn't it?

Odin was missing an eye, which perfectly complemented his other eye.

Odin kept comparing them, and the more he compared them, the angrier he became. He slammed his hand on the armrest of his throne, stood up angrily, and headed straight for the Rainbow Bridge.

"Heimdall! Heimdall! What are those two doing?!" Odin's loud voice startled Heimdall, who was slacking off with his eyes closed.

Heimdall, regaining his senses, glanced instinctively in the direction of Earth, but his view was once again blocked by the magic network defense circle, and he couldn't see anything. He could only recall some documents sent from Earth.

Then, under Odin's gaze, Heimdall organized his thoughts.

"Prince Loki is engaging in cultural exchanges with them to enhance mutual understanding and strengthen potential future cooperation, while Prince Thor is having lengthy conversations with key members of their respective sides to increase the possibility of mutually beneficial cooperation in the future."

Odin paused for a moment, feeling a surge of satisfaction. Thor and Loki seemed to be getting down to business. However, he quickly realized this wasn't like the two guys. He looked Heimdall up and down, lowering his voice, "No embellishment! Tell me in the simplest terms what they're doing!"

"Prince Loki was enjoying opera and exchanging ideas with various artists, trying to write an opera libretto with himself as the protagonist, while also composing music for the opera with some musicians."

"Prince Thor and Mr. Olaf of the Clock Tower ate and lived together, and sparred three times in two days. According to the Earth's reception staff, after a drinking session, Prince Thor and Olaf planned to go to the Kingdom of John Bull to challenge King Arthur - Artoria, but they were stopped along the way and no actual conflict occurred."

Heimdall became a little embarrassed as he spoke, and lowered his head.

Odin's face turned red with anger. He had only one thought: was it too late to start a new account with Frigga?