The vast desert, the endless yellow sand, the scorching heat everywhere. On the lonely sand dunes lay a blanket, woven with camel hair, a thick layer without any floral decoration. There are three people in black or white robes with their heads wrapped around the north, south, and south, and another person wearing a small white hat on the west side.

Diana and a group of disorganized-dressed overseers stood on their sides, armed and helpless, looking at the situation in front of them with their arms crossed. Where is there room for the flower of peace to grow in this desert where all kinds of long-standing problems breed? After conspiracy prevails, there is a world of conspiracy theories, and when trust is no longer there, it is necessary to find it through death and blood.

At first, she thought everyone would be able to reach a compromise and help find the evil superpowers who were wreaking havoc, but later found out that it was just wishful thinking on her part. Even the four people sitting on the blanket can't help themselves, all of them are true and fake, and they are all trapped in the quagmire of pain and trouble, and they don't want to free themselves, but they also want to make each other more painful and troublesome. Coupled with the fact that the superpowers in this area are just as complicated, she can't do anything really useful right now except for silence. Now the only consensus of the four parties is that whoever speaks is showing weakness, so no one will say a word first, everyone is waiting to see the jokes of other people being sunburned to death - as long as you survive until that time, even if you only have your last breath left, can't you laugh out loud?

It looks like it's going to be the same boring day as it was and will be the same as it will be!Diana moved her sore neck and gently shook the sand off her hair. Her left ear was tickling and she seemed to hear rumbling thunder. Diana thought it must be a delusion, where did the thunderstorm come from in the desert?

In fact, there can be lightning and thunder in the desert, but it does not mean that it will definitely rain, but sometimes a dragon emperor and a dwarf will fall. Zhao Mai jumped out of the black clouds, clutching Tyrion's belt in his hand. Tearing through space from the Continental Hotel and teleporting directly into the great desert of the Middle East, Tyrion is dizzy as the rotating spatial passages along the way.

"Diana, are you still busy in a daze?" Zhao Mai placed Tyrion upright on the ground and waved his hand, and then he was aimed at submachine guns, rocket launchers, and RPGs - how did this all hide on his body? Zhao Mai spread out his hand, and there was nothing in his palm except for palm prints.

"Mai, Tyrion, what's the matter?" Diana finally seized the opportunity to speak. Breaking the silence made her even feel like she was saved.

"Because I miss you. Zhao Mai passed through the guns and swords and came to Diana's side: "How many days have you been here?

"What happened? By the way, didn't you take a vacation, and then Tyrion went out on his own, how did you get together again?"

"How the two of us got together again is a historic question, let's talk about something more important. Zhao Mai smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Yesterday, all the transcendents voted unanimously to scan the entire earth and related affiliated worlds. So of course there are some things that I need you to help me deal with. ”

"How does it feel to vote?" Diana said with a smile.

"Hey, it's that place, it gives people the feeling that they hurry in and leave after voting, and they don't want to stay for a moment. You said it would be nice to be able to vote in the cafeteria, eat, drink and chat. I wanted to get to know more people, but it turned out that the occasion was really inappropriate. Zhao Mai hooked Diana's arm and turned out: "Let's go, here you are not you are all sitting ......"

"If I leave, there will be a fight, but at least everyone is still alive now, and no one will die. ”

"Yes, too...... I've lived ninety years on another earth, and sometimes I mix up history and forget that the two sides are not the same. Zhao Mai patted Diana's hand and said, "History, culture, religion and war, all kinds of things are mixed together and can't be sorted out at all. As long as these aspects are discussed, no matter how you choose sides, it will make the problem even bigger. The only way to do this is to stop talking about these things at all and open up new areas. ”

Zhao Mai smiled, walked to the edge of the blanket and squatted down. Seeing him approaching the venue, the people next to him shouted loudly, and the weapons in their hands entered a state of activation. Tyrion sniffed and said, "That's the Dragon Emperor, one of the voters of the Council of the Transcendental, if you think the weapon in your hand can pose a threat to him, then you can fire casually, otherwise it is better not to shake it around, lest it be misunderstood." ”

Zhao Mai cleared his throat, looked at the four people facing each other, and said, "I am Zhao Mai, also known as Mike Dragon Emperor, and I am currently one of the voters of the Transcendental Council. I'm very good at paving, and I'm very experienced in turning deserts into oases, into arable land, into forests, for people to be fed and clothed, and for business to flourish. There is a barren planet almost entirely desert that I have transformed into a home where people can live and work in peace. I also carried out the same project on the Earth in a parallel world, where the greenery is common, the sand is a scarce landscape, and it is a tourist attraction that everyone flocks to. ”

The four of them remained motionless, just glanced at Zhao Mai with their eyes, and then resumed their expressions of sitting upright.

"Well, there's one more thing. Zhao Mai said: "On the earth in the parallel world, people have completely replaced oil resources, using the moon's helium resources to generate electricity, and providing energy for free wireless transmission to the earth. Now they are in talks to build the facility on the moon as well. Of course, it will definitely not be free like there, it will definitely be commercialized......"

Three of the four people looked at Zhao Mai, and one of them said in a hoarse voice, "Pave the ground...... Who's going to plan?"

"You plan, I send people to do the work, this has been agreed by the Council of the Transcendental, and it is included in the survival and development plan. Oh yes, that's just a matter of time, and you'll find out in two days. Zhao Mai said: "In most places, deep paving will be adopted, and more than 200 meters underground will be used to maintain the contemplation of the ground. If the surface environment is not good, with the consent of the local government, it will be spread on the surface to improve the environment. Anyway, it must be paved, depending on who wants to benefit on the surface. ”

"Shop X4!"

"Okay, then don't be staring at each other here, and arrange the corresponding things, you are busy. Zhao Mai said to Diana: "It will calm down here for the time being, can you take the time to come with me?"

"It's fine. ”