This second dimension is too immortal

Upon hearing this, Sima Weizi subconsciously looked at Zhao Si.

Zhao Si nodded. His identity was not something shameful. As time passed, he would come into contact with these people in power sooner or later. It would be okay to tell the Holy Emperor in advance.

"This is Zhao Si, Sima Heavy Industries' partner and the decision-maker of Gensokyo." Sima Weizi looked at the Holy Emperor and said.

"What!? From Gensokyo..."

The Holy Emperor shouted in disbelief, his eyes full of shock as he looked at Zhao Si, and he couldn't help but cover his slightly open mouth with his little hands.

This man is actually the decision-maker of Gensokyo?!

So young?

"I am indeed the decision-maker of Gensokyo, so this time you should be trying to build a bridge of communication with us through Sima Heavy Industries."

Zhao Si looked at the girl in front of him and said bluntly.

"You see, I'm right here. Just say whatever you want to say. Let me see what you think as the decision-maker for the Tokyo urban area."

Zhao Si leaned back, crossed his legs, crossed his hands on his stomach, looked at the Holy Emperor, and waited for her reply.

When the Holy Emperor came to her senses, she quickly realized that this was a great opportunity, an opportunity to convey her ideas to Zhao Si in the most perfect way.

If it were any other time, if she wanted to meet Zhao Si or other people from Gensokyo, she would definitely not be able to avoid Tendo Kikunosuke.

However, Tendo Kikunosuke himself was firmly opposed to agreeing to the conditions proposed by Gensokyo, and it was impossible for him and Gensokyo to reach a consensus.

Furthermore, Tendo Kikunosuke would never allow the Holy Emperor to cooperate with the people of Gensokyo. This would make him feel that the Holy Emperor he "respected" was out of his control, which he would not allow.

Realizing this, the Holy Emperor felt anxious, and even spoke in a faster tone: "Mr. Zhao Si, it's like this, I think..."

Before she could finish, she heard a "bang" and the tightly closed door suddenly opened.

The tall figure of Tendou Kikunosuke walked in with a somewhat cold expression on his face.

In fact, he saw everything that the Holy Emperor did, but he did not stop him. As he said, he always respected the Holy Emperor.

In his opinion, the Holy Emperor's little tricks were completely useless. Not to mention now, even in the past, Sima Heavy Industry did not need to give face to Tokyo. Tokyo was the world's largest weapons company and was world-famous.

Now it has a connection with "Gensokyo". How can you, a Saint Emperor with no reputation at all, invite him?

However, what Tendou Kikunosuke did not expect was that Sima Weizhi, the eldest daughter of Sima Zhonggong, actually agreed.

After hearing the news reported to him by his subordinates, Tendou Kikunosuke felt that he was a little confused about this fourteen-year-old Miss Sima.

There was no other way, Tendo Kikunosuke still rushed over. If the Holy Emperor really got in touch with the people of Gensokyo, it would be troublesome. He had to stop it from happening before they reached an agreement.

Tendou Kikunosuke entered the room and saw the Holy Emperor, whose words had stopped abruptly because of his arrival.

Then he turned his eyes and saw a girl wearing a furisode kimono, Sima Miori.

Then, there was the person sitting next to Sima Weizhi...

Um! ! ?

Tendou Kikunosuke's slightly cold expression suddenly changed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared closely at the black-haired young man who was leaning on the sofa and looking at him with amusement.

"you...."

Tendou Kikunosho opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he immediately felt the same feeling as the Holy Emperor had just had when he was interrupted.

A familiar feeling of oppression came from the young man, making him feel as if he was rejected by the whole world.

"Ho..."

The words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't get them out. He stood at the door, his body trembling slightly, his face flushed red.

"It's very impolite to interrupt others. Do you understand now? Tentong, Kikunojo." Zhao Si looked at this guy and said leisurely.

Brother Zhao Si looks like a villain...but he's so handsome!

Sima Weizhi looked at Zhao Si with a calm expression on her face, but she was cheering like a fangirl in her heart.

Zhao Si didn't notice Sima Weiji. He looked at Tendo Kikunosuke and had to admit that although the man in front of him was annoying, he also had to admire his strong will.

But sometimes, a strong will does not mean a strong body, especially for someone like Tendo Kikunosuke. Although he looks burly and is indeed stronger than some young people, he is old after all.

"Humph!"

The hum was like a signal, and the pressure on Tendou Kikunosuke suddenly increased several times.

“....!”

Tendou Kikunosuke opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His burly figure collapsed under the pressure and he knelt on the ground.

"Just kneel down first. When you finish speaking, you can stand up."

After Zhao Si finished speaking, he looked at the Holy Emperor who was a little flustered and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, keep talking."

Chapter 75 You're blushing like a bubble teapot

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor subconsciously wanted to look at Tendou Kikunosuke who was kneeling on the ground.

"As a person in power, it's not a good idea to trust your subordinates too much."

When Zhao Si saw the Holy Emperor's appearance, he frowned slightly and spoke.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor's move to look at Tendou Kikunosho suddenly stopped, as if the pause button had been pressed.

"If the person who wants to discuss with me is a vase without independent consciousness and cannot decide for himself what you want to achieve, then I think it's better not to talk about it." Zhao Si said slowly.

The words he said were like a sharp knife piercing into the heart of the Holy Emperor, and his pretty face looked a little pale.

Sima Weizi, who was just a spectator, was leisurely fanning the fan in her hand, her eyes looking towards the Holy Emperor.

What would you do?

The Holy Emperor bit his pink lips lightly with his pearly teeth, and clenched his small hands slightly on his chest.

She has always regarded Tendou Kikunosuke as her indestructible backing. No matter what the problem is, she just needs to ask Assistant Tendou.

However, as she grew older, the Holy Emperor began to gradually have her own ideas, but most of the time, she was still accustomed to listening to the opinions of Tendou Kikunojo.

This time, facing the crisis that the Tokyo city may face in the future, she and Tendo Kikunosuke finally had a disagreement.

She finally realized that she had trusted Tendou Kikunosuke too much before, so much so that she didn't expect that Tendou Kikunosuke would deny her idea so directly.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a sense of determination in her eyes.

Sima Weizi looked at the changes in the Holy Emperor and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

Not bad, you made up your mind so quickly?

The Holy Emperor looked at Zhao Si and said:

"Mr. Zhao Si, I hope that the Tokyo urban area can cooperate with Gensokyo. We need your strength, not just the Cursed Child."

"I know that the people of the Plundered Age were very unfriendly to the Cursed Children, and that this has caused you to harbor a strong resentment towards the masses."

"However, this world is not just about people from the era of plunder. I hope you won't smear everyone with one blow."

"I am willing to take responsibility for all the injustices that the Cursed Child has suffered."

"For this reason, on behalf of the Tokyo city area, I am willing to accept all the conditions proposed by Gensokyo."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the words of the Holy Emperor ended here.

When the last word fell, the room fell into silence again.

Sima Weizi looked indifferent, but there was a hint of recognition in her eyes as she looked at the Holy Emperor.

Tendou Kikunosuke, who was kneeling on the ground, had a ferocious look on his face, his cheeks twitching, and he seemed to want to say something.

However, the pressure was too great, suppressing him everywhere, making him unable to make a sound or move at all.

After a while, the burly man closed his eyes, his expression dejected. The vase he had carefully cared for was finally broken.

The Holy Emperor looked at Zhao Si, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side, with nervousness and anticipation in his eyes.

Humanity really needs the power of those children, the Holy Emperor believes so.

Although Taurus had only taken a trip around the city of Tokyo before, the despair and powerlessness of the people were deeply engraved in the mind of the Holy Emperor.

It is impossible for humans to defeat the protostomes on their own. Once the stage five zodiac appears, humans will not even be able to survive.

Although there is news that an element called super-holmium that can deal with stage five is about to be developed.

But there is no evidence to prove that superholmium will definitely be useful.

Therefore, they must seek help from the children they have hurt.

Zhao Si looked at the Holy Emperor, his eyes fixed on that beautiful face.

They will definitely cooperate. If we don't show them the power of children, they won't know how stupid they have been all along.

And this is just the beginning. If the Tokyo city district successfully wins a battle with the help of the power of the cursed children, then there will be no obstacles in promoting the relevant laws to protect the cursed children worldwide.

Unless he encounters some cerebral palsy, in which case he will still refuse to cooperate with Gensokyo.

"I can promise you, but the specific details depend on you. I can give you a chance to convince those children yourself." Zhao Si said.

"Eh!?"

The Holy Emperor was stunned.

"Mr. Zhao Si, can't you make the decision?"

Zhao Si shook his head: "Of course I can make the decision, but this is their business. I will not influence their own judgment on such matters. If they can forgive you, then there will be no problem in cooperating with you."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor looked at Zhao Si seriously. After a moment, he said, "Mr. Zhao Si, you really care about those children."

Although they failed to reach a direct cooperation, the Holy Emperor also saw that Zhao Si really cared for the cursed children, and he couldn't help but feel some good impression of him.

Ignoring the words of the Holy Emperor, it was better to end this matter as soon as possible. Zhao Si stood up and said, "In this case, let me see your determination. After the conditions I put forward are specifically implemented, I will have someone take you to see those children. Whether you can convince them depends on you."

"I understand, but in addition to this, we also want to reach a cooperation with you, Mr. Zhao Si." Seeing that Zhao Si wanted to leave, the Holy Emperor said hurriedly.

"I?"

Zhao Si was stunned when he heard this. He originally thought that those words were just a joke, but he didn't expect that he would actually set his sights on him?

Giving her a strange look, Zhao Si smiled and said, "You want my help? Then what can you give me?"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

Yes, what can she give to Zhao Si?

As for the cursed children, they can still convince those children by enacting laws to protect the interests of the cursed children, but what Zhao Si said.

I have no idea what he needs!

Be it power or financial resources, these things could not attract the man in front of him at all.

So what else?

The Holy Emperor's mind was constantly turning, power and financial resources were not enough.

Then only...

The Holy Emperor thought about it, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she glanced at Zhao Si's handsome face from time to time, lowered her head shyly, and looked at Zhao Si in front of her with a face full of question marks.

We're talking about something, and you're blushing like a bubble teapot.

"If Mr. Zhao Si could lend a helping hand..."

The Holy Emperor lowered his head, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum. Then, as if he didn't care about anything anymore, he closed his eyes, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Even if it is, as a deal, it's no problem for me to become Mr. Zhao Si's wife!!"

"?"

"Crack!"

Zhao Si looked at the girl in front of him with a confused look on his face as she squatted down shyly after speaking.

Damn it, are the people in this world that seriously ill?

Just give it away for free?

Sima Weizhi is fine, at least he saved her once, and it can be considered acceptable for a hero to save a beauty and give himself to her.

But what about you, the Holy Emperor? Do I, Zhao Si, look like an old pervert?

Sima Weizhi's smile froze on the side, and the folding fan in her hand was broken directly by the delicate little hand.

Coming back to his senses, Zhao Si rubbed his brows helplessly and said unhappily, "Stand up and talk. Stop talking like that. I'm not interested."

"Ah, yes."