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"You can't do that now. Man, I tell you, you should get used to this kind of activities as soon as possible. I'm afraid there will be more of these things in the future."

Mu En rolled his eyes.

"Haha, unless the president of the United States has gone crazy, he will come here every time a new president is appointed. If that's the case, Tony, what do you think about becoming president?"

After taking it, Stark actually stroked his mustache and thought about it seriously.

"It's not impossible. I did think about going into politics before."

After hearing what he said, Mu En was even more speechless. My goodness, if you become the president, I'm afraid America will be destroyed by you.

Just then Jarvis walked in.

"Sir, Master Mu En, President Donald is back again."

This time even Stark was speechless. Could it be that this president who knew a little bit about everything had really gone crazy? Why was he even confronting the welfare home?

"Jarvis, what's going on here?"

Stark asked somewhat confused.

Jarvis explained.

"Sir, the president returned secretly this time. He said his real purpose was to meet some Fangire kings."

Hearing this, Mu En frowned. Chuan Jianguo wanted to visit the King of Fangire? What on earth was going on?

Mu En's intuition told him that this matter would definitely not be simple.

"Let's go and meet him."

And Stark shook his head.

"I won't go. He wants to see you, not me. I'll go back first. My armor hasn't been upgraded yet."

After saying that, he called Jarvis and prepared to take Pepper away.

Mu En simply relaxed and walked towards the church behind the welfare home.

A crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky, and Mu En pushed open the door of the church.

With a creak, the door slowly opened. Under the reflection of the moonlight, Mu En's voice was slowly elongated.

The light in the church was dim, with candle flames flickering on the lamps.

The seats under the church were already full of people, or to be more precise, Fangire.

"Welcome my king!"

Under the throne of the altar, the bishop suddenly shouted while holding the code in his hands.

"Welcome my king!"

The Fangires responded loudly.

Chuan Jianguo, who was standing in the center of the church, was also shocked by this scene. Although he had witnessed many big scenes as a person who was able to climb to the presidential seat, this was the first time he had seen such a scene.

It was as if I had returned to medieval Europe, surrounded by ministers of the kingdom, and I was the one waiting to be judged.

Under the watchful eyes of all the Fangires, Mu En ascended step by step to the throne of the altar. The moment he sat on the throne, he showed his imperial majesty.

Sitting on the throne, Mu En looked down at Chuan Jianguo, who seemed a little uneasy.

"You said you wanted to meet the King of Fangire. Now that you have met me, what do you want?"

Chuan Jianguo immediately spoke respectfully.

"My dear King, I came to visit you this time to express my gratitude."

"grateful?"

Mu En raised his eyebrows. He had no connection with him before today, so why would he thank him?

Suddenly he saw the bishop standing on the side, and he seemed to have thought of something.

Comrade Chuan Jianguo also expressed this frankly.

"Of course, it's to thank you for your support in bringing me to the throne of power."

After hearing this, Mu En understood what was going on. It was exactly what he thought.

But Mu En smiled.

"You said you were grateful to me for putting you on the throne of power, but aren't you afraid that you will become my puppet?"

However, Comrade Chuan Jianguo smiled very calmly.

"Whether he is a puppet or not, what does it matter? I know everything. Looking back at the presidents of the United States over the generations, which one of them has a complete group behind him? And which president does not seek benefits for the group behind him?

The so-called presidential election is like a business competition, and the relationship between the president and the interest groups behind him is a transaction. In this way, the president is also a puppet. "

Mu En was a little surprised. He was indeed the future King of Understanding. He saw through everything behind this and dared to speak it out. For a moment, Mu En actually admired this guy a little.

"That's interesting. Go on. Do you have any other opinions?"

Seeing that Mu En agreed with his statement, Comrade Chuan Jianguo felt more confident. He began to talk about his views on politics. Although Mu En was not very interested in these things, he always felt inexplicably funny when he saw the future King of Understanding talking about it.

At the end of his speech, Comrade Chuan Jianguo spoke frankly.

“Your Majesty, King Fangire, I actually understand that there are many of your people in the White House and even in America. No matter who takes this position, you can influence his decision to a certain extent.

In this case, I think why can't I have an open discussion with you? As long as the price and conditions are reasonable, I think there is no one who cannot become a partner. "

This guy is indeed an old wise guy. Mu En also understands what he means. He wants to get the full support of the Fangire clan and realize his ideals and revenge while working for the Fangire clan.

Mu En gave the host a wink, and the host understood. The subsequent matters were handed over to him, and Mu En just became a hands-off boss.

Chapter 616, Do you want revenge?

After Comrade Chuan Jianguo left with satisfaction, Mu En called the bishop.

Mu En sat on the throne, rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the bishop.

"Bishop, now it's time for you to explain to me what's going on."

"Your Highness, as per your instructions, I have led my people to hide perfectly in human society. Except for Donald, a special person, no one knows of our existence."

After hearing the bishop's reply, Mu En became even more speechless. I asked you to integrate into human society, but you went straight to the top of the society, right?

However, Mu En did not intend to blame the bishop. After all, as a time traveler, Mu En did not have any good feelings towards the country under his feet.

"Alright, let's just keep the status quo for now and don't go too far."

Mu En added.

"Of course, in special circumstances, you can exercise your discretion."

The bishop was very clear about Mu En's meaning, that is, if there were no special circumstances, they should maintain the status quo and let them do what they should do. If there were special circumstances, even if the bishop summoned his people to subvert the country or even the world, Mu En would not blame them at all.

In fact, Mu En didn't want this to happen, but things never develop as one would wish.

As his strength grows, Mu En can now feel the boundary between the two worlds. The erosion of the boundary continues, and real chaos is probably about to come.

By that time, an iron fist will be necessary to establish order from chaos.

However, Mu En still has great confidence in the bishop's ability.

"By the way, Bishop, what is the specific progress of the tribesmen's evolution?"

Although he learned the relevant news from Aihilya, Mu En was still not clear about the specific situation.

The bishop adjusted his glasses and answered seriously.

"The specific situation is as follows..."

According to the bishop's detailed description, Mu En knew that because he created a god and became a god, the entire Fangire clan was blessed and began a new evolution.

Today, the Fangire clan no longer needs to absorb energy from gods to become stronger, but instead obtains energy directly from the surrounding environment. Of course, the energy on Earth is still too thin. If they were to move to a planet with more abundant energy, perhaps this evolution could be accelerated.

"To extract energy from the environment, is this considered cultivation?"

Mu En was speechless. In general casual novels, don't those practitioners obtain energy from the environment for their own practice? And there are places with even richer energy. Isn't that a blessed land?

Why does the overall style of the Fangire clan seem a little off? However, Mu En suddenly thought of something.

"Bishop, come with me to a place."

As he spoke, Mu En waved his hand, and the scene around him changed instantly. The bishop was directly pulled into the underworld of Helheim by Mu En.

The moment he entered the underworld of Heim, the bishop was stunned.

"What kind of place is this? The energy in the environment is so rich."

"Is that so?"

Mu En said in his heart, and then explained.

"This place is called Helm's Underworld. It used to be a different world independent of the Earth's dimension, but now it is my divine domain."

"God's Domain! It turns out to be a domain that belongs exclusively to His Majesty the King. It's really amazing. If our clansmen can live here, then our Fangire clan will surely prosper even more."

"Do you live here?"

Muen suddenly thought of Asgard. Don’t the Asgardians live in an independent world? The only difference between them is that they need to pass through the Rainbow Bridge to enter other worlds, but Muen doesn’t need that.

"Bishop, see if you can complete your evolution here."

However, Bishop said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, I no longer need to absorb energy from the environment to evolve. As the Bishop of the Fangire clan, I have received more blessings from you than any other member of the clan. I have already completed my evolution first."

As the bishop spoke, he revealed Fangire's true appearance. The original colorful Fangire shape had faded, and the bishop's appearance during evolution was closer to humans, or closer to elves. Under the gorgeous appearance, there was a divine brilliance.

Mu En could also sense an aura similar to his own from the bishop, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's amazing."

The bishop, recovering himself, added.

"Not only me, but Queen and Rook who are also closely connected to His Highness should have also completed their evolution."

"understood."

Mu En tore it apart for a moment and said.

"In that case, I will give you the authority to open the passage to the divine realm. You will be responsible for arranging for the tribesmen to live here and complete their evolution. At the same time, I will give you another task. Lead the tribesmen to transform this place into a more vibrant place."

As he spoke, Mu En pointed his finger, and a golden light fell on the bishop's brow.

But as he felt that he had a new connection with this rising world, the bishop bowed immediately in response.

"As you command, I will not let His Majesty down."

Mu En waved his hand.

"That's it for now. Remember, don't make it too public. Don't let others know about our existence."

"I understand."

......

In a bar somewhere in New York City, a man with a sad face was holding a bottle of liquor and a photo in his hand. The photo was of a happy family.

Looking at the photo in his hand, tears rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. In order to cover up his excitement, he took the liquor in his hand and took a few big gulps.

"Why, why did it become like this?"

Putting down the bottle, the man roared unwillingly.

"It's all their fault, it's all their fault! What kind of bullshit heroes are they? They are a bunch of executioners! A bunch of troublemakers!"

However, his roar attracted the attention of others, but they just glanced at him and ignored him.

In this day and age, they have seen too many people like this and are no longer surprised.

Suddenly, a man in a black suit sat down beside him and took the photo from his hand.

"What are you doing? Give it back to me!"

Zemo immediately stood up and tried to take back his photo.

Brother Xiao Ming just took a look at it and returned it to Zemo.

"The photo is nice. Are those your family members above?"

"none of your business."