Chapter 107 - The Property of the United States

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"Anubis!" Everyone looked at Ryan in amazement, their faces full of incomprehension.

"That's right! It's Anubis! Ryan nodded affirmatively, "The god of death in ancient Egyptian mythology. ā€

"But I thought it was just a myth," Obama said, frowning, "and you're not going to sue me for being a real thing, are you?" ā€

"It's hard to believe," Ryan said lightly, "but it's true. At first, the mummy fell into the hands of an archaeological group, who commissioned a genetic laboratory at a university to identify the mummy's skeleton because of the problem. And then...... Well, I won't talk about the specific process, anyway, in the end it was obtained by us. Finally, after the identification of our internal scientists, although it is not completely certain that it must be Anubis, this mummy does not belong to life on earth. ā€

What is the specific process? It's nothing more than a trick to take it. Anyway, is it really appropriate for you to say this in front of me, the president? Obama gave Ryan a speechless look, then sighed helplessly. Although he did not want to admit that perhaps the United States was the freest country in the world, only a small number of people could be truly free. This "S.H.I.E.L.D." is one of them, although they will not directly intervene in the political situation of the United States, but the political situation of the entire United States is absolutely inseparable from them.

And he, Obama, may look glamorous, but in reality he is nothing more than a spokesman for the interests of a consortium and partisan group. In fact, it is not much different from the star who endorses the Coke commercial, and everything he makes is the will of the consortium and the party. What happens if he doesn't listen? Hehe! Just look at the stars who play big names. Negative news continues, and then scandals erupt. And then...... Then the next session can almost be replaced by endorsements.

That's pretty much the way he's in the situation now, because he has a will of his own in some things, and as a result, he was actually sued by the House of Representatives. This is ostensibly the result of partisan struggle, but the government is originally a compromise, and this situation shows that the interest groups on his side are no longer willing to compromise for him. So, basically, his political life has come to an end, and the rest of his term is basically garbage time, plus the things that are now in place. His political influence after leaving office is estimated to be the worst in the history of the United States.

Thinking of this, Obama couldn't help but feel a little excited, he raised his head and glanced at Ryan lightly and said, "Then Mr. Ryan, what does the dog in the city center have to do with this matter?" You wouldn't say that it was Anubis, would you? I remember you told me the day before yesterday that an alien creature had escaped, but that thing had nothing to do with Anubis. Obama said as he tossed a stack of photos on the table.

Most of the attendees who attended the conference actually just heard about the presence of aliens in the city center, but what did the aliens look like in the end. They really didn't know, so they couldn't help but take a curious look at it at this time. As a result, at this glance, they all looked stupid, only to see that the photo was a petite and cute teacup dog, only the size of a palm, and a bow tied around his neck. It looks like a stuffed animal.

This thing is Anubis, the Egyptian god of death? Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at Ryan with a black line, and couldn't help but scold in their hearts: You can't fool us again, right? I know you "S.H.I.E.L.D" Niu B, but don't treat us all as ignorant civilians, okay?

"Ahem!" Ryan was also a little embarrassed by these special eyes, and coughed and said. "It certainly can't be Anubis. In fact, when we detected that Anubis's mummy still had a life reaction, we thought about resurrecting it. After all, as an extraterrestrial life, it may have some technology at its disposal that we desperately need. But unfortunately, in the end, only a part of the body tissue is still alive, and it is impossible to resurrect at all, so ......"

"So you cloned an Anubis," Obama speculated, "that puppy is Anubis in his juvenile form?" ā€

"Your associations are abundant, Mr. President!" Ryan glanced at him, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that you guessed wrong, we didn't succeed in cloning." For some reason, Anubis's body cells are filled with a kind of energy. All the embryos that have been cultured will die very quickly if they don't have that kind of energy supplement, so we didn't succeed in cloning at all. ā€

"So, since the cultivation has not been successful, what is the matter with this puppy now?" Obama frowned, "Mr. Lane, I want you to tell everything, now is not the time to hide it." That puppy is still wreaking havoc in the city center, innocent civilians are still dying, and only if you tell us everything about it can we come up with a plan to deal with it. ā€

"You don't have to worry about that," Ryan glanced at him, then a confident smile appeared on his face, "In fact, just now, we have sent our division's level warriors. ā€

"Rank warrior?" Everyone was shocked, and one general couldn't help but ask, "What's that?" Is it something similar to the 6 Lands Warrior system? ā€

"6 Warriors? Exoskeleton? A hint of contempt appeared at the corner of Ryan's mouth, "No! Not that kind of garbage! The warriors of the 6 lands can't even be put into actual combat, and our level warriors have already existed in the early days of the founding of the country. Even if your 6 Warriors can be put into actual combat, they will be similar to toys in the hands of our level warriors, and their strength is beyond your imagination. Well, maybe you're not very familiar with the term warrior, so you should have heard of 'Men in Black', right? ā€

"Men in Black! Of course I've heard of it," said the general in astonishment, "just ...... Is the man in black a level warrior? ā€

"Of course, the men in black can't all be warriors," Ryan laughed, "but there is no doubt that all the warriors in the United States are men in black, and what about the rest...... Hehe! Anyway, you can rest assured that we have sent the strongest man in black to deal with it in order to capture the puppy, and I think there will be good news soon. However, in the process of arrest, I am afraid that there will be some damage and casualties. I'm afraid I need your cooperation on this. ā€

"Whew! That's good! Most of the people in the meeting were relieved to hear this, as long as the matter can be resolved. As for the destruction and the dead...... Anyway, it's been decided to let some terrorist who doesn't have zĆ i still have the blame. Then it doesn't matter, as long as they don't lose themselves. As for the Obama administration and his presidential cabinet...... It's just two years of garbage time anyway, isn't it? At most, when the time comes, send some troops to the Middle East to find an unlucky guy and beat him up, don't worry if you have more debts, and don't itch if you have more lice!

"I see!" Obama glanced at Ryan nonchalantly, "But I still hope that you can do as little damage as possible, and the ...... of those people afterwards The work should also be done as much as possible. He slurred the words for a moment, but there was no doubt that Ryan understood them at once. Those two words are: brainwashing.

"No problem," Ryan laughed, "that's our job." As for the rest...... Well, I think our fighters will try to pay attention. ā€

Try to pay attention! Obama smiled wryly, as if he could already imagine the casualty figures that were destined to leave him anxious.

"Forget it! So be it! Obama pressed his temples with a headache and then digressed from the subject. Where did you just say? Well, that puppy is ......"

"I'm sorry, I'll interrupt you, Mr. President!" The general in front raised his hand and shouted, "I have a question for Mr. Lane first." I don't know if it's okay? ā€

Obama asked Ryan with a look in his eyes, and the latter nodded to the general.

"That's right, Mr. Lane!" The general's eyes lit up and he said, "Although I don't know how powerful the so-called level warriors can be, since I can use the 6 Warrior System as a toy." Naturally it won't be too bad. So I want to ask, how are the level warriors trained. Can you ...... for our military?"

"General!" Ryan's face immediately sank, "I don't think it's possible. ā€

"Why is it impossible," said the general dissatisfied, "do you know how powerful it is? If half of the forces in the United States could be made up of warriors, then we in the United States would be able to unify the entire planet, and you know how many resources that would bring? Do you know how many of our lads die every year for the oil resources of the Middle East? I hope you can provide ...... with the training method of the level warrior."

"General! I think I already see what you mean," Ryan interrupted with a wave of his hand, and then said in a deep voice, "but I repeat, that's impossible! ā€

"Why?" The general looked at him angrily, "Why can't it be? You 'S.H.I.E.L.D.' are also agencies of the United States, right? All the results are the property of the United States, why can't you give them to the military? ā€

"All our fruits are the property of the United States?" Ryan was dumbfounded at first when he heard this, and then he suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha! It's so funny...... The results of our department are actually the property of the United States? ā€

"Is there anything ridiculous about what I said?" The general looked at Ryan with a smile and couldn't help but look at Obama in amazement, "Mr. President, it's difficult, isn't it?" ā€

"Yes! Isn't it difficult? Ryan retracted his smile and then looked at Obama with a meaningful look, "What do you think, Mr. President?" Do you think the same way? ā€

Obama glanced at the general sympathetically, there was no doubt that this guy was an unlucky guy, and he had no idea the true origin of this so-called "S.H.I.E.L.D." Things may be the opposite of what the general said, there may be many achievements of the United States that belong to "S.H.I.E.L.D.", but the achievements of "S.H.I.E.L.D." will certainly not belong to the United States, and its achievements will always belong to it alone. They have never been the only ones who can touch other people's cheese, and I have never heard of others being able to touch their cheese, and now this general actually wants to move their cheese in the name of the country, and there is no need to think about the general's future career.

"The United States protects a qiē legitimate property! It is and will be in the future! Obama said lightly, and then he turned to look at the general, "General Blair!" I think you may be tired and need to rest for a while. ā€

"What! I—I'm tired? General Blair couldn't believe his ears, his eyes widened and he stammered, "Mr. President! I—I don't see what you mean? ā€

"I also think General Blair may have been under a lot of pressure lately," said Defense Secretary Hagel, who had not spoken at this point. "I think he can rest for a while, huh! General Blair. Can you go on vacation from now on? Someone will take your job. ā€

"Mr. Minister!" General Blair's face turned pale and he looked at Hagel pleadingly. Now no matter how sluggish he is, he knows that something must have gone wrong with his words, but he never understands what went wrong. Well, with his level, he might have known some of the inside story soon, but now...... It is estimated that it will never be known.

"Good! Let's rest! Obama looked at him, then shouted, "Guards." Take General Blair out. ā€

Soon, two guards walked in and took General Blair with a dead face. But the strange thing is that everyone present seems to have not seen this scene, discussing the current situation by themselves, and did not even look at the hapless Blair again.

"Alright! Continuing with what we just said," Obama said casually. "Mr. Ryan, where did you just say? Where did that dog come from? Well, since it wasn't Anubis resurrected, and you didn't clone it, then what the hell is going on with it. ā€

"It was just an accident!"

"Accident?" Everyone was stunned.

"That's right! It was an accident," Ryan smiled wryly. "In fact, the cloning of Anubis has been going on, but we have not achieved anything. However, something happened three months ago, which led to the birth of this puppy. ā€

"Condition?" Obama frowned. Dissatisfied with Ryan's vague words, "What kind of situation?" ā€

"It's one of our class fighters." Ryan said, "This fighter is codenamed Z. Well, it's hard to describe what happened in the language of ordinary people, in short...... All right! Let me reveal that this fighter is from China and is a third-generation Chinese, which of course is not the crux of the matter. The crux of the matter is that he, like all Huaxia-level warriors, needs a power stone called '1ingshi' to maintain his combat effectiveness. So he joined us for this gem, because only we have enough strength to help him find it.

Originally, this was nothing, but the problem was that this Z was not only a level warrior, but also an excellent biologist. But because ...... Well, for some reason, we excluded him from this study and then ...... Because Z was excluded from research, he actually stole a part of Anubis's body tissue in the real room with his own ability, and then started his own research."

"Oh, I understand!" Obama nodded, "And then?" ā€

There is no doubt that some of the so-called reasons are actually unspoken rules, in the scientific research institutions of the United States, any skin color, even black people, will not be treated like this, but Chinese Americans are definitely the object of prevention. Because there is no strong country behind the blacks, and there will always be a China behind the Chinese.

"Then it's a big problem," Ryan smiled wryly, "what we didn't expect was that this Z had actually already known what the energy in Anubis's body was. He stole Anubis's body tissue, transplanted it into one of his pet dogs, and successfully fused that part of the tissue with the dog with energy. ā€

"You mean......" Obama opened his mouth wide.

"That's right!" Ryan nodded, "It's the teacup dog you saw, and that energy...... Although I don't know what connection Anubis in Egyptian mythology has to do with Huaxia, there is no doubt that it is the kind of energy known as the "spirit stone". ā€

"I see," Obama suddenly realized, and then he suddenly remembered a question, "If that Z is doing research in private, why did that teacup dog escape from your research facility?" Where's that Z now? ā€

"This ......," Ryan was about to answer, when a White House staff member rushed in with a man in black.

"Lord Lane!" The man in black shouted anxiously at the door, "You'd better come and take a look, it's a big problem!" Our Group A members were wiped out. ā€

"What?" Ryan's face turned pale.