American Strategic Deception Bureau

　——Like many luxury homes in Beverly Hills, the backyard of Fieri's villa is also located on a small piece of flat land above the cliff, facing the endless sea, with lush and barren mountains on both sides. It can be said to be an excellent viewing platform.

　Whether you are lying under a palm tree enjoying the sea breeze or soaking in the swimming pool overlooking the waves of the Pacific Ocean, it is all refreshing.

　Especially when the sun sets, the sunset glow dyes the sea and the sky into a gorgeous palette. Clouds of fire burn in the sky, changing countless colors, from dazzling golden red to calm blue and purple, making the sky, sea and land all decorated with extraordinary splendor and color.

　However, although today's sunset glow was still as gorgeous as a beautiful brocade, Marita, whose eyes had turned golden for some reason, had no intention of stopping to admire it. Instead, she walked straight through the courtyard and into the hall of the villa.

　Just like the castles in movies and fairy tales, a throne was built with cement and stones against the wall opposite the hall door, and then covered with blankets and cushions to make the stone chair relatively comfortable to sit on. The host, Ferry, sat on it with his eyes squinting, and seemed to be dozing off.

　The rest of the naked women were sitting around a large round table below, chatting amongst themselves. The table was already filled with delicious food, fruit, soda, and sparkling wine, as if they were waiting for the hostess to return.

　Marita walked straight to the round table, pulled out an armchair and sat down.

　Then, the next moment, the golden light in Marita's eyes disappeared, and her eyes were completely devoid of spirit. She collapsed forward. Zhao Qiuniang, who was sitting next to her, quickly reached out and grabbed Marita's magnificent breasts, holding the hostess tightly to prevent her from falling headfirst into the plate.

　"Oh, thank you. Eh? Why did you dye your hair blonde too? Eh? Everyone's blonde today?"

　Marita, her emerald eyes restored, finally came to her senses and turned to thank Zhao Qiuniang, only to find that her raven black hair had turned into a bright golden color like the sun. Looking around, she was immediately stunned by the dazzling golden hair in the room, leaving her speechless.

　"Because starting today, the harem theme for the next month is [

　Blond Heaven].

　Fili, who had also turned blonde, opened his eyes, walked down from the stone throne, and walked to the round table set for dinner with a smile. Because there were no extra seats, he picked up Zhao Qiuniang, sat in her seat himself, and then let Zhao Qiuniang sit on his lap.

　"So, I used hair dye to turn everyone into blonde beauties. I also gave Camilla and Isabelle plastic surgery..."

　He pointed at two identical artificial blonde beauties and introduced them to Marita showing off.

　"Ah? These are... two Isabelles?" Marita was even more surprised. "Why did you have plastic surgery like this?"

　"Because I wanted to have twin girls. But getting another pair of twins would be too troublesome and too unsafe. So I chose to create a pair of twins myself. It just so happened that Isabelle and Camilla were about the same height, so all I had to do was swap their faces."

　Fili said this with a gesture, causing Isabelle and Camilla, the "artificial twins," to perform a cheek-to-cheek show with a wry smile. "How was it? Was it fun, dear?"

　"You may think it's funny, but I don't think it's funny at all! Because we are the ones being played!

　"Soul connection" plus the slave contract, now we are in such a state that even our bodies can be taken over by you at any time!"

　Marita pouted and said angrily, "Our bodies have become living puppets that you can remotely control. As soon as our eyes turn golden, our bodies are no longer our own. And from our hair to our faces, you can change them at will... What do we have left that is ours?"

　"Of course I have nothing! Didn't you swear long ago that you would devote yourself to me, body and soul?"

　Fili answered shamelessly, leaning over to Marita's cheek and giving her a kiss. "So, your bodies and souls are no longer your own! It's only natural for me to use them! Besides, haven't I taken good care of you and protected you?"

　Marita blushed upon hearing this. Although she had long been accustomed to being a bed slave, accompanying Fili with a group of women and letting him do whatever he wanted, the thought of giving up her soul and becoming a sex doll, allowing Fili to remotely control her body, was still a bit beyond her concept.

　She had never imagined that the words "hand over soul and body" would actually be carried out in reality!

　But it was too late to regret it now, and she didn't really regret it. She just felt a little uncomfortable, so she retorted, "But I don't want to be socially dead yet! Hey, you're not going to use my body to peek into the women's locker room and bathroom, are you?"

　"Although I really want to say that even if I use your body to peek into the women's bathroom, it won't cause any trouble. But..."

　Fili curled his lips and said, "I want to see the women's bathroom. Do I need to peek?"

　Recalling that Ferry had previously used his prophetic magic to project illusions of other private homes far away at home, Marita was speechless.

　"Besides, this is also to enable you to display extraordinary powers! Later, when the spa next door opens, if I don't remotely control you to mix potions and use healing spells, how can those wealthy women who spend a lot of money here enjoy the experience of regaining their youth?

　I can't always be the one giving these naked ladies beauty treatments. After all, you're the more suitable person!"

　Fili continued to explain, leaving Marita completely speechless - she actually enjoyed the praise of "miracle healing".

　Next, Fili raised his pistol and pressed Marita on the dining table and fucked her hard.

　After being a puppet for a day, the little temper in her heart disappeared.

　Then, everyone finished dinner together, washed the dishes, cleared the table, and took a shower. Then they all lay down in the spacious bedroom with plush carpet, each found the most comfortable position to lie down, and talked about what they saw and heard at Monroe Manor next door during the day.

　——Even when Fili remotely controlled her body to visit Monroe at the neighboring manor, Marita's mind remained clear and her senses were still fully shared. So everything Fili saw and heard with her body, Marita herself also knew clearly.

　However, the other female slaves in this house did not have the same close relationship with each other as the master and mistress.

　Therefore, Fili and Marita had to tell them about what they saw at their neighbors' homes so that they could have some understanding of what was happening nearby.

　"Uh, there's a Bohemian witch named Zoe who came to Monroe's house? And she's trying to get Monroe to smoke weed and take drugs?"

　Isabelle blinked and said with interest, "And Monroe likes to listen to her? She considers Zoe a good friend?"

　"In fact, Monroe had always been taking drugs. At least half of the actors in Hollywood were emotionally unstable and often needed to smoke marijuana and take small pills to relieve stress. There was even a tradition of gathering together to take drugs and have parties, and there were also some strange religious groups involved.

　This Bohemian witch named Zoe was also introduced by an old acquaintance of Monroe in Hollywood (Plastic Sisters).

　I have to say that although Zoe does not have any extraordinary powers, she is really good at fooling people - she even described drug use as a way to communicate with the energy field of the universe, and she also described the hallucinations after flying leaves very well.

　It’s as beautiful as heaven…”

　Ferry shrugged and repeated Zoe's words, "Close your eyes and feel the colorful, ever-changing strange illusion... Sound is transformed into vision, and every tone and sound causes a corresponding colorful picture, changing shape and color like a kaleidoscope."

　The feeling of an addict on drugs is a little hard for normal people to describe, but similar works do exist. For example, many absurdist art films at the Cannes Film Festival look like they were made by directors who were high on drugs and smoking marijuana.

　In short, the witch Zoe portrays the "dream journey" after taking drugs and smoking weed as a mysterious "spiritual" scene, and imbues the decadent drug-taking gatherings with a host of religious, philosophical, humanistic, and artistic meanings. Although it feels absurd, it also sounds a bit reasonable.

　Although Ferry was not fooled by Zoe at all, Marita was almost confused by this weird and crazy woman.

　It wasn't until she returned home and saw Fili that she came to her senses.

　Isn't the real apostle of the evil god right beside her? Why should she listen to the nonsense of some crazy Bohemian woman?

　“My dear, the Prince of Lies who gave you the power you said was real, and the cosmic energy Zoe said was fake.

　But why is she, a fake witch, more successful in running a cult than you, the real cult leader?

　From Hollywood to the University of Southern California, many people follow her and are willing to listen to her sermons!

　Marilyn Monroe also seemed to be planning to have Zoe live permanently at her estate, as if she was planning to start a folk religious organization or something.”

　Marita used her delicate hand to grasp the handle under Fili's crotch and gently stroked it, while muttering and complaining, "Who is the messenger of God?"

　"That's different! I can do missionary work, but I can't just give up my official position and become a low-level religious charlatan, right? Besides, this is the era of the rise of hippies. These Indian metaphysics and Buddhist philosophy that Zoe talks about are all popular things in universities."

　Fili complained, "This crazy woman catered to the trend of the hippie era, so she will naturally take advantage of it!"

　"Hippie? You've mentioned hippie several times today, but what exactly is a hippie?" Marita asked.

　"Hippies are..."

　Firi was halfway through his speech when he suddenly got stuck - uh, it seems, maybe, there is no term "hippie" in the United States at this moment?

　In the United States, the word "hippie" was not first proposed until 1965, and finally became world-famous in 1967. But before that, in the late 1950s and early 1960s, the United States already had a similar concept of the "Beat Generation."

　Why is the post-World War II generation of young people called the "Beat Generation"?

　Because the young people of the post-World War II generation began to strongly oppose social traditions, believing that there was too much hypocrisy and injustice in society, and their thoughts became unorthodox - this naturally made the paternalistic and conservative older generation very uncomfortable, and they denounced them as the "Beat Generation."

　The rebellious young people are not ashamed of it, but proud of it, and simply call themselves the "Beat Generation".

　Before the 1950s, American society as a whole was repressive, somewhat similar to Japan, with complicated etiquette, numerous rules, and a sense of artificiality at every turn. While the upper class indulged in debauchery and pleasure, they imposed strict rules and regulations on the common people, creating a suffocating, almost shackled environment.

　For example, American men at that time were not allowed to have long hair or braids, and they had to wear suits and ties and dress like gentlemen.

　American women had to wear skirts, have long hair, and be housewives, but they were absolutely not allowed to wear pants or have short hair. The "bob" short hair, which seems very conservative in later generations, was actually considered "improper" in the United States before the 1950s.

　Even women who ride bicycles or motorcycles out will be pointed at by many old-fashioned guys and considered to be immoral.

　Obviously, this rigid rule that requires people to live in a monotonous way is becoming increasingly unbearable for young people who pursue individuality.

　During World War II, the need to mobilize women to leave their homes and enter factories and the military, and President Roosevelt's support for left-wing progressives and the relaxation of restrictions on the spread of revolutionary ideology in order to ally with the Soviet Union, had already impacted the conservative thinking of the United States.

　However, with the resurgence of McCarthyism after the war, all kinds of outdated moral ethics made a comeback in the United States. Coupled with the pervasive informing, censorship, literary inquisition and ideological persecution, as well as the repressive atmosphere of the Cold War, all greatly stimulated the rebellious sentiment of young people.

　By the time President Kennedy came to power, he turned left from the top and loosened the cultural shackles. The wave of ideological liberation in the United States had become unstoppable.

　However, since there was no soil for proletarian revolution in the United States during its golden age, this ideological liberation soon went astray as expected.

　——After emancipating their minds, young Americans generally hate war, yearn for peace, hate bondage, yearn for freedom, hate all kinds of old conventions and customs, are disgusted by the hypocrisy and cruelty of class society, oppose discrimination, and demand equality... But although they see the shortcomings of society, they cannot come up with a decent plan for improvement or change, nor do they have the courage to fight. They only know how to instinctively oppose everything, blame everything, and hate everything.

　In the end, their so-called "revolutionary cause" became

　……

　A large-scale performance art of doing nothing but relying on parents, partying together in strange clothes, taking drugs, having sex in groups and listening to rock music all day long!

　Well, while enjoying the drunken life, they also talked about Buddhist Zen thought, Hindu Shaktism theory, and other mysterious Eastern cultures. This shows that they are not just drug addicts and sex maniacs, but cultured, learned, and thoughtful people.

　How should I put it? This is probably quite similar to the "elegant style" of the "famous scholars" who were crazy about taking Wushisan during the Wei and Jin Dynasties in China - the same dark and turbulent society, the same idle talk about metaphysics and impracticality, the same rampant drug abuse, the same unkempt appearance, the pride in being slovenly, and the self-proclaimed liberation of nature...

　Of course, the hippie movement, like the Qing Tan of the Wei and Jin dynasties, left behind a lot of cultural heritage, but overall it ended in failure.

　In just a few years, the noisy hippie movement, just like the qigong craze in China later, quickly went through the entire process from frenzy to cooling down.

　Just as a famous American cultural symbol, it has left a mark of chaos in history.

　But being in the midst of this tide of the times, and seeing the rise of the hippie movement, shouldn’t I do something with it?

　Just as Fili was thinking about this, the system bestowed upon him by the Prince of Lies suddenly shouted in his ear:

　[Host, you are too lazy! The fake witch in the manor next door, relying on her eloquence and drug addiction, was able to deceive a large number of believers into donating money to her. You are clearly enjoying the grace of God and possessing extraordinary powers, so why are you still making no progress in your missionary work?

　Deceiving the world, fabricating lies, and practicing the Way of the Lord can certainly please the Lord. But the work of spreading the Lord's teachings cannot be neglected!

　It's not that I don't work hard, but in a Christian country like the United States, it's really difficult to spread paganism! Fili complained.

　[Nonsense! Hippies took Eastern Buddhist Zen thought and spread it widely in the United States without being banned. Can't you work harder and sell our Lord's "Hira Sutra" to hippies and make them realize that this world is a big lie?]

　After hearing the system's scolding, Fili was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

　Yes, aren’t hippies inherently cynical, extremely dissatisfied with reality, and disgusted with stale moral preaching?

　As an antisocial group, indoctrinating hippies with the ideas of the Liar Prince Cyric was obviously much easier than converting a group of devout Christians, and it was also less likely to arouse official vigilance. The world knew that hippies were a bunch of crazy people. Therefore, whatever strange things they did seemed completely normal!

　Chapter 311: A Better "Elixir" for Hippies (Updated at the end of the month)

　That night, Ferry lay in the bedroom filled with the fragrance of women's bodies, listening to the women's breathing and thinking about his future life and prospects.

　He is now a lieutenant colonel and is expected to be promoted to colonel soon. However, he will encounter a career ceiling. Before he builds his own team and has his own backers in the White House, it will be difficult for him to become a general.

　However, even so, with the family's financial resources and his own connections, breaking through this ceiling is only a matter of a few years.

　——After Dr. Kissinger becomes Secretary of State, will he still worry about not having a bright future?

　Next, he had a wife who was emotionally stable, extremely beautiful, and obedient.

　Although Marita, the "CIA flower" as a CIA gift girl, could not provide any help to Fili in his future, she could get along well with Fili in life, being silly and cheerful every day, and sharing some decadent hobbies.

　If Phil occasionally has some social needs, she, as his wife, can take him there - although she can't help, she can't make things worse either.

　And for Firi, this is enough.

　Next, he had a wonderful slave harem, with all kinds of beauties, fat and thin, and all of them were very docile.

　All the naked female slaves sleep together every day, get along harmoniously and friendly, enjoy each other's beautiful bodies, and are deeply addicted to it - even without orders and coercion, the girls are accustomed to hugging and kissing each other every day, and using various methods to practice bed skills with each other.

　When Fili was thinking about how to play with their bodies for pleasure, they were even more enthusiastic than Fili, often enthusiastically putting forward various ideas of their own. Some of the wonderful ideas were so refreshing that even Fili, a little pervert, could hear them.

　In short, after long-term, patient and subtle domestication, these lovely naked slaves have become very well-behaved, and Firi is very satisfied and enjoys them. He has no intention of expanding the group. At most, he might want to get them pregnant and let them have a baby or something.

　To sum up, since my career has hit a ceiling, I will have to wait patiently for a while before I can make a breakthrough. However, my life is quite comfortable and there are no problems. Even if I need money, I don't seem to be short of it.

　So, if it is impossible to get promoted in official position for the time being and you are satisfied with your life, what should you do in the next few years?

　If you think about it carefully, it seems that we can only work hard on religion.

　At least we have to create a group of "Zuowang" people who believe in the Prince of Lies and take pleasure in playing tricks and deceiving people.

　"Tao" right?

　However, if one wanted to preach in the United States in the 1960s, a Christian country that was open on the surface but still very conservative in reality, the most suitable potential believers would be the hippie group, who were naturally antisocial, non-mainstream, and had a pagan style.

　Anyway, when people talk about hippies, they will think of a group of weird, crazy, but somewhat cultured guys.

　After all, those who can become hippies are not the illiterate people or the working class, but mainly college students, many of whom are from prestigious universities.

　Nowadays, the campuses of Ivy League universities in the United States are full of American students who have long hair, do not wear shoes, sing, play guitar, fly leaves, hold a copy of "Dharma Wanderer" or "Hanshanzi Poetry Collection", and talk about Zen thoughts. It has become the most fashionable!

　Although Hanshan, a monk from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, left behind over 800 poems, he remains largely unknown in China because he lived in the same era as Li Bai and Du Fu. However, his uninhibited, wandering lifestyle, reclusive mountain retreats, and the company of plants and trees, reminiscent of the "Wei and Jin Dynasty" scholars, led to his poetry, "Flowers bloom within the walls, their fragrance overflowing," becoming widely circulated in Japan and the United States, earning him the nickname "the oldest hippie in history."

　It was through the poems of Hanshan that modern Americans learned about Zen Buddhism, which was then highly praised and became widely popular.

　In fact, if Chinese cultural figures were to communicate with Japanese and European "Sinologists", they would often feel that they were talking at cross purposes or even lost. Many Chinese writers and works that are quite famous overseas are not well-known in China.

　Just like the Chinese food that Americans eat, many of the ingredients are things that Chinese people have never heard of.

　Let's get back to the point. For these cynical intellectuals, it seems feasible to get them to accept the ideas of Prince of Lies, Cyric, and regard the world as a huge scam, that is, to become even crazier from crazy men and women!

　Of course, if one wanted to take advantage of the hippie movement, they had to make this chaotic movement even bigger.

　Fili pondered in his mind: Among the three elements of hippies - group sex, drug use and rock music, he is not a musician and cannot produce rock music that will become a hit. As for group sex activities, there are more professional people who can organize them better than him.