American Strategic Deception Bureau

　As a result, President Johnson, who had betrayed the conservative Southern Democratic Party (rednecks), dared not let go.

　He was determined to continue using Kennedy's team, and he had no one to rely on. So he had to condone the expansion of Jewish power and try to strike a balance between the Jews and the Irish.

　As a result, the Jewish power in the capital grew to the point where it was difficult to eliminate in just a few years.

　At the same time, US aid to Israel also soared, initially increasing from $30 million annually to $100 million. After the Yom Kippur War in 1973, US aid soared to over $3 billion annually. This was during a turbulent period when the Bretton Woods system collapsed and the US dollar went from being a US dollar to a US dollar! It truly was like "selling a kidney to help a billionaire."

　Therefore, later President Nixon could no longer control the Jewish community in Washington and was even led by the Jews.

　However, President Nixon was still able to fight back against the Jews, relying on winning over one faction to fight against another, and barely maintaining his power.

　Even Nixon couldn't get his Jewish subordinates to obey him. For example, Kissinger, a Jew, completely disregarded American interests when negotiating with Brezhnev on the Middle East issue, remaining loyal only to Israel. He merely perfunctorily manipulated the US, leaving Brezhnev perplexed. So much so, Brezhnev wondered: Was this the US Secretary of State? Or the Israeli Foreign Minister?

　But regardless, during President Nixon's tenure, the White House still had the courage to combat and contain the Jewish attempt to control the United States to a certain extent. Even if he had to appoint some Jews to important positions, President Nixon still had some bottom line.

　After President Nixon, every American president who came after him gave in to the Jews step by step, and no longer had any bottom line.

　The Jews also took the opportunity to promote private work on a large scale, and forced themselves to the top of the moral high ground, becoming an irreproachable existence.

　By the beginning of the 21st century, in the era of the battle between the King of Understanding and the King of Sleep, the Jews had become the supreme dragons in the United States and the entire Western world. From finance to public opinion to politics, everything was completely "taken over" by the Jews - relying on infiltration, marriage, political donations and group lobbying. At that time, the Jews had completed their control over the federal government. From Capitol Hill to the White House, it was full of puppets of Jews and Jewish capital.

　Of the 350 million Americans in the 21st century, Jews make up only 2%. Yet, within the U.S. government, Jewish civil servants at all levels comprise over 40%. If we include officials married to Jewish spouses, the proportion rises to over half.

　Even within the US military, Jews have severely squeezed out the military families of military officers by influencing them. Moreover, the US has always been a civilian-run military, with no precedent for warlordism. As long as the Jews control the civilian military personnel in the Pentagon, they can basically ensure that the military is in order.

　In addition, Jews account for 75% of lawyers in the United States; Jews account for 40% of professors at Ivy League universities in the United States; and of the nine major shareholders of the Federal Reserve, except for Rockefeller and Morgan, the other seven are Jewish families!

　From this we can see that the Jews in the 21st century have long been the real rulers of the United States!

　White Protestants, who were traditionally regarded as "classic Americans," have not only completely lost their economic dominance, control over the military and police, and the power of public opinion propaganda, but have also lost their political influence. They have been squeezed out of the center of the political stage and can only make a few distant howls of defeated dogs.

　What about the Irish, Italians and other ethnic groups who once united with the Jews to fight against Anglo-Saxon Protestants?

　Just as they had experienced setbacks in the United States under Anglo-Saxon rule, they are now experiencing the same setbacks in the United States under Jewish rule.

　As an outwardly Irish Catholic, Fieri naturally didn't want to see this happen. Since Kennedy's election, we've only been proud for a short three or four years! How could the Irish's glorious moment be so fleeting?

　But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is really no way to reverse the trend of the rise of the Jews - today's Jews have already gained hegemony in American public opinion, culture and finance, and the Irish do not actually have enough capital to compete with them.

　If the Irish really fought the Jews to the death, the result would only benefit the Anglo-Saxons, the "Old Ones"...

　So, instead of letting the English make a comeback, it would be better to just allow the Jews to rule America!

　"There's no other way. For the Irish, perhaps it would be better to be ruled by the Jews than to kneel down at the feet of the Anglo-Saxon people again!

　After all, the Jews did not starve to death a million Irish people, nor did they take away all the Irish homes.

　Besides, I have Jewish friends like Kissinger. As far as my personal future is concerned, it’s not impossible to choose to hang out with the Jews…”

　Ferry put away the letter his eldest brother had sent from Washington, shook his head and sighed, then stood up from behind his desk and walked towards the small flowerbed in the backyard filled with various "poisons". "So, as a small person who has been left idle, I'd better concentrate on being my "super poison master"!"

　Chapter 314: Extraordinary Poison Master

　Fieri's beachfront castle villa, Malibu Beach, Los Angeles, December 1964

　In the bright and dazzling sunshine, the petite Juanita stepped out of the room cautiously and was immediately shivered by the sea breeze.

　Despite the hot and dry climate of Los Angeles,

　It is still somewhat cold at the seaside in February, especially when the sea breeze from the Pacific Ocean blows towards you. The moist wind rich in water can instantly take away a lot of heat from the body when it blows across the exposed skin, bringing a deep chill.

　Especially when Juanita was completely naked, exposed from head to toe to the wind.

　So, she subconsciously hugged her chest with her arms to block the wind, and stood still at the door, trembling.

　"Come on, Juanita, get out of the doorway! It's so cold!"

　Alena, who was 182 cm tall and also naked, shouted impatiently from behind, then pushed Juanita aside and walked out.

　Then, like Juanita who went out first, Alena felt a chill that seemed to paralyze her whole body, causing her huge breasts and plump buttocks to tremble in the cool air, all exposed.

　Behind them, Isabelle, Adriana, Camilla, Kate and Zhao Qiuniang also came out one after another, and then crowded under the porch, also shivering naked in the cold December wind with their arms folded.

　But after just a few tens of seconds, a warm current surged from their lower abdomen, which quickly warmed them up and they no longer felt cold.

　——Because the "endurance environment" spell that Firi had previously cast on them began to take effect, allowing them to temporarily no longer be afraid of the cold.

　"Master is really something. He would rather use magic to keep us warm than allow us to put on clothes."

　Touching the glowing spell mark on her abdomen, Juanita lamented, "Are we going to be naked forever?"

　"Master has this fetish. As slaves, what can we do? We can only be naked!"

　Adriana, who had spent time in a CIA black prison, disagreed. "Believe me, compared to wearing a collar and shackles, or being branded, being naked is the easiest treatment. Besides, other slave owners wouldn't care so much about the health of their female slaves."

　"Yeah, that's why I've accepted my fate." Juanita, no longer feeling cold, stretched out in the breeze. "Okay, let's get to the greenhouse! Those quirky little green cuties are waiting for us to water and fertilize them!"

　Hearing the word "watering," all the girls blushed slightly, but they still walked honestly and swarmed towards the backyard.

　-

　At this moment, a glass greenhouse has been erected in the backyard of the villa, emitting a soft light under the winter sun.

　Outside the greenhouse is a circle of open-air flower beds, where plants of "purple-veined hemp grass" emitting a delicate and elegant fragrance sway in the wind.

　As for the inside of the greenhouse, it is packed with all kinds of green plants, from herbs, small shrubs to various climbing and parasitic plants. Almost every branch is wrapped in one vine or another. The leaves in some places are so dense that even sunlight cannot penetrate.

　Among these dense emerald green clusters, there are even brighter and deeper blocks of color, which are the fruits of the plants and the blooming flowers.

　Fresh air blew from one end to the other through the vents, the emerald and dark green branches and leaves rustled, and the colorful flowers trembled gently.

　Fili and Marita stood side by side in the central corridor of the greenhouse, looking at this seemingly vibrant paradise of addictive drug plants.

　——Almost every plant in this greenhouse is a "psychedelic potion" that Ferry has modified with his extraordinary power!

　If they didn't have magical protection that made them immune to poison, anyone else would have been completely high just by standing in this greenhouse, breathing in the fragrance of flowers and grass, like a cat on catnip... Well, by the way, there really is catnip here!

　"What exactly does this… 'catnip for both humans and cats' mean? Catnip shouldn't be effective on humans, right?"

　Marita pointed with her toes at a bronze plaque with the name of the plant on it, looked at the clumps of grass seedlings around it, and asked curiously.

　"Ah, this is the catnip I modified so that it can produce hallucinogenic ingredients similar to magic mushrooms."

　Fili proudly boasted, his hands on his hips, "Then cats and owners will be able to have a blast together. How happy it will be!"

　However, when Marita imagined the human and cat stumbling around with their tongues hanging out and their legs up in the air... she felt only horror.

　"So, what is this vine? It looks a little familiar!" She looked up and pointed at the vine above her head that was lush and leafy, "blocking out the sun", with palm-shaped leaves and purple-red flowers, and continued to ask Fili.

　"This is psychedelic kudzu. Unlike ordinary kudzu, the leaves can be dried and smoked like hemp cigarettes."

　Fili replied, "Moreover, it has extremely strong vitality. If you throw it into the wild, it will quickly grow everywhere..."

　"Ah? How can this be possible? Is the anesthetic going to turn into weeds?" Marita asked in surprise.

　"Isn't this better? Even the poorest can enjoy the joy of psychedelics! Everyone has drugs and can go to heaven at any time! This is a benefit!"

　After hearing Fili's sophistry, Marita shook her head speechlessly. Then she saw a poison fairy planted with the genus Phoebe on a small piece of dry sand.

　Fili didn't modify the human palm, but simply used a cheating method called "rapid breeding" to increase its toxicity by 20 to 30 times. Furthermore, Fili also made the shape of the peyote more diverse, no longer the same round shape, making it more concealed.

　Inside the glass greenhouse, a darkroom for growing mushrooms was constructed. Besides the so-called "magic mushrooms," there's also an imported species of blue mushroom, which is dried and ground into blue mushroom powder. It's said to make people feel smarter after taking it.

　And those small shrubs are the tea of ​​the nightshade, which is more terrifying than poppies. Just one sip of the tea made from this thing will produce all kinds of indescribable wonderful hallucinations in your mind, which is even more unforgettable than a tryst with your dream lover. Even the devil cannot resist its temptation.

　In addition, the greenhouse also houses odor-free henbane, the main ingredient in knockout drugs; trumpet-shaped corollas of datura, enriched with a wider variety of hallucinogenic alkaloids; and "Dream-Breaking Coffee," a coffee with a unique floral aroma that, instead of invigorating you, makes you sleepy...

　If a drug addict were to see this greenhouse full of addictive medicinal plants, he would definitely be overjoyed. Even if it meant spending all his money, he would buy all of it so that he could enjoy the wonderful illusion of being in ecstasy all day long, which would be much more enjoyable and pleasurable than being drunk to the point of death.

　But in Marita's eyes, she was both amused and helpless - could it be that my husband doesn't want to be an officer anymore and wants to change his career to become a drug lord?

　This whole thing started with Marilyn Monroe next door being tricked into growing hemp for fun, but she complained about the smell. So after a few complaints to us, you created a whole room full of fragrant, poisonous plants to deceive people's sense of smell. Isn't that a bit over the top?

　At this moment, Marita suddenly looked through the glass wall of the greenhouse and saw the girls squatting outside beside the flowerbed full of "fragrant hemp grass". From the slits between their crotches, streams of crystal urine sprayed out, and the bright sunlight reflected them into miniature rainbows...

　——Well, this is both watering and fertilizing... Of course, it’s mostly just playing around.

　"My dear, it's probably not appropriate to grow these things at home!"

　She pointed at the girls outside and complained to Fili, "What if they secretly eat it and then become addicted?"

　"Don't worry, I monitor the physical condition of every slave. If anyone takes anesthetics, it will be detected quickly."

　Fili waved his hand dismissively. "Besides, I don't plan to grow them here for long. In a day or two, apart from the few pots given to Ms. Monroe, the remaining plants will be trucked to the refugee camps, where they will be planted by Vietnamese refugees and then promoted abroad..."

　What? Besides sending a few pots to Ms. Monroe, they're also going to plant and promote it in refugee camps? So that the entire nation can enjoy the illusion?

　This practice... is comparable to breeding mosquitoes that can survive the winter, mice that are resistant to rat poison, and cockroaches that are not afraid of being swatted by slippers!

　I'm afraid that the German scientist who developed poison gas bombs during World War I was not as great and virtuous as you!

　Wait, it seems like our CIA has always been on the opposite side of the people. It's a wicked organization, so evil it's like pus oozing from the soles of its feet and sores growing on its head? Well, that's fine...

　No, even if that's the case, there's no need for you to become a drug dealer, right? Your family isn't short of money right now!

　Besides, if you want to grow them on a large scale, how are you going to explain to others the origins of these strange hallucinogenic plants?

　"Alas, dear, it's not that I'm so keen on being a drug lord, but the director has thrown me a new mess to clean up!"

　In response to Marita's question, Fili replied with a look of grievance, "You should know that last month, Laos was occupied by the Viet Cong. General Wang Bao lost all his territory. He had no choice but to retreat to the border and continue to hold on to the Mekong River, but he didn't know how long he could hold out."

　"Of course I know about the fall of Laos, but what does that have to do with you growing these harmful things?" Marita said puzzledly.

　"Because the territory of General Wang Bao and the Miao people under his command is also the opium plantation that Major Bill Lyle opened for the CIA in Southeast Asia! Now that the source of opium has been completely lost, what will the sales network you just set up sell?

　Furthermore, in order to accommodate General Wang Bao's soldiers and followers and provide logistical supplies for these hundreds of thousands of people, the bureau would have to shell out a large sum of money."

　Firi spread his hands. "Because of the fiscal deficit, the director has been nearly driven mad recently. He initially wanted to get Cuba to increase shipments. But he refused to pay, and was rejected by Castro, er, no, Kakarot."

　So, Major Bill Lyle came to me personally with a secret order from the director to find a way to clean up the mess. I thought about it and realized that poppy cultivation in the United States had a bad reputation and could not compete with the French in terms of price. So I came up with these new and novel things to deal with it.

　As for the origins of these plants... well, I think they can be explained as mutant plants collected from the radioactive wastelands of Cuba."

　As Fili said this, he cast the first-level spell "Drug Extraction" and directly extracted a wisp of green smoke from the "Catnip for Humans and Cats" and let the smoke slowly float into a potion bottle.

　Gradually dissolve in the oil in the bottle.

　Then he looked up at Marita and said, "Dear, would you be interested in becoming the mother of psychedelic plants of our time, just like Hedy Lamarr, the mother of WiFi who invented frequency hopping technology twenty years ago?"

　"what?"

　Chapter 315: CIA Poison Flower, Queen of Anesthetics

　Vietnamese refugee camp, Sonoran Desert, Southern California, January 1965

　Fili's colleague, CIA agent Major Bill Lyle, who had just returned from the front lines in Laos, stared in amazement at the sudden appearance of a vast expanse of exotic flowers and plants in this desert oasis, as well as the people and cats lying in the grass, rolling around lazily and frantically...

　"Is this... the Laotian opium substitute you got me? Colonel King? Extra-strength catnip?"

　He pointed blankly at the cats and people in the distance who were clearly having a blast, and asked in confusion, "Let the cats and people have fun together?"

　"Yes, 'Dual-use Catnip for Humans and Cats,' or 'Super Catnip,' is a drug that can be intoxicating to both humans and cats, making it perfect for cat lovers."

　Fili handed him a pig-nose gas mask. He donned it himself and replied in a muffled voice, "But I didn't anticipate that even the unprocessed, fresh plant would have such an intoxicating scent. It ended up knocking out the refugee who was acting as a gardener..."

　Major Bill Lyle, wearing a gas mask, approached the green grass with an embarrassed expression, watching a group of chubby cats and a few skinny Vietnamese people rolling around in the grass, their bellies exposed, drooling, their mouths and eyes crooked, and unconscious (cats)...

　For a moment, this experienced CIA agent didn't know what to say and could only shake his head and leave.

　Next, in another lush field, he saw patches of mutant hemp with purple markings. They were growing quite vigorously and had no pungent, nauseating odor at all. Instead, the air was filled with a deceptively light and elegant fragrance.

　Next, Major Bill Lyle and his men saw blue mushrooms, Jiding tea, Broken Dream coffee, psychedelic kudzu vines in the Vietnamese refugee camp managed by Ferry... They were shocked for a moment, as if the door to a new world had opened before their eyes.

　"This is truly eye-opening, Lieutenant Colonel Jin! I've met quite a few drug dealers in Southeast Asia, but I've never seen so many bizarre and strange things! Where on earth did you find these addictive plants? Why have I never heard of them before?"

　Major Bill Lyle, whose skin was tanned by the tropical sun, lowered his head and gently sipped a sip of tea made from psychedelic kudzu leaves. Then he squinted his eyes and felt the wonderful dizziness it brought him for a while. After savoring it for a long time, he smiled and asked Fili.

　In response, Firi remained humble, stating that he was not a god who could create species, but rather a transporter of nature. He claimed that these plants all came from the wasteland of Cuba after the nuclear war, and that it was likely due to the radiation from the nuclear pollution that these strange and poisonous creatures mutated.

　At this time, under the baptism of the apocalyptic survival trend, most Americans have already realized that the radiation pollution accompanying the mushroom cloud of a nuclear explosion not only causes terrible radiation sickness to humans, but also causes deformities and mutations in animals and plants, creating all kinds of bizarre aliens and monsters.

　After the last nuclear war, Cuba had been struck by too many mushroom clouds from the nuclear bombs of the United States and the Soviet Union, resulting in the death toll of over one million. Its economy collapsed, and it could only survive by making illegal profits through drug production and trafficking. It went from a "sugar island" to a "poisonous weed island," and from Red Cuba to Black Cuba... This was also known to everyone in the CIA.

　So, if some mutated plants, especially mutated drug plants, appeared in the "Cuban Wasteland"... Major Bill Lyle said that this must be a gift from God (to the United States) and a curse from the devil (to Cuba)!

　Of course, even if a mutant plant is found, someone has to breed and cultivate it. Ferry also modestly stated that he has been busy traveling all over the country in recent years, fighting Cuba for the bureau, taking care of the former president's mistress, and fighting the Viet Cong for the Pentagon. He really has no time to do gardening at home.

　The reason these interesting hallucinogenic plants ended up in his hands was that they were all accumulated by Marita at home over the past few years.

　He had recently married Marita and was planning to have a child. However, hallucinogenic drugs were said to be extremely harmful to fetal development. So, Marita, who was about to get pregnant, packed up all the hallucinogenic plants in her home and threw them away, which was a perfect opportunity for Fili to "recycle" them.

　So, Major Bill Lyle immediately imagined Castro's old red-haired lover, Marita, the former "flower of the CIA" who almost became the First Lady of Cuba. In recent years, like Mendel planting peas in the monastery, she has been quietly planting various "interesting mutant hallucinatory plants from Cuba" at home as a pastime in her boring life - just like some college students who are keen on secretly growing hemp!

　Very good, "CIA Flower" was upgraded to "CIA Poison Flower", and Marita became the Queen of Anesthesia!

　Just like that, Major Bill Lyle and a group of CIA agents, who thought they had obtained a "reasonable explanation", took Ferry's report and a large bottle of green "catnip for both humans and cats" or "super catnip" essential oil, as well as cannons.

　The prepared Jiding tea, blue mushroom powder, aromatic hemp and other new things left the desert refugee camp, which has been particularly "full of vitality and flourishing" recently, and went back to find people to test them.