After finishing the long and indispensable meeting in the morning, Geng Jiangyue hurriedly returned to the Tianjing City Hospital, where An An and Xiao Guangyao had already finished eating and lay down. Seeing that the little guy slept soundly, Geng Jiangyue didn't dare to speak too loudly. After talking to An An for two minutes in a suppressed voice, he closed his mouth happily and watched the mother and son slowly fall asleep together. Then he sat by the bed stupidly for at least forty minutes, until he received a text message from Zhuang Zhuang, and finally went out.

Coming out of the roof of the hospital building, according to the map of Tianjing City, Geng Jiangyue turned on his stealth state, moved all the way in the air, and after five or six minutes, finally landed in a Phantom Realm Plant Experimental Field near the First Metaphysical Research Bureau next door to Tianjing University.

After landing, he activated [Flying Thunder God] and [Tianxintong] at the same time, and after two or three minutes, he finally picked a biting fruit that had been cut open from a strange-growing fruit tree branch. Then he broke open the mouth of the fruit and pulled out a lump of paper that had been soaked and sticky. When I opened the paper, I saw that one side was a printed class schedule, and the other side was all handwritten, and it was specially written as a "standard style", and even the handwriting was carefully controlled.

The names and contact details of more than thirty experts are shrunk together, but they are the size of a palm.

Geng Jiangyue smiled slightly, pinched the fruit in his hand casually, and pinched out a lump of dark green slurry, which was so disgusting. Then he put the note in the ring, disappeared in place in an instant, walked into [My Universe] and washed his hands, and the next moment, he returned to the hospital room.

The whole process did not leave any substantial handle for Donghuaguo's surveillance.

The only thing to worry about is to be strong.

"How did you put it in?" Geng Jiangyue sent him a text message directly.

After a few seconds, Zhuang Zhuang replied, "Class." ”

This reply seemed to be to shut up Geng Jiangyue, but Geng Jiangyue took out the paper ball very tacitly, opened it and looked at the schedule, and sure enough, this was the strong schedule. In the last class this morning, I wrote "Phantom Botany", and I guess I took the opportunity of class to secretly stuff this note into the mouth of the fruit. Even if it is discovered, at most it will be a prank-level punishment, and it will be easy to get rid of the suspicion of "traitor".

"Grandma's, it's awesome......" Geng Jiangyue muttered, turned back to the other side, swept down quickly, and couldn't help but be a little surprised to see two familiar names. One Fu Wenjie, one Heming.

Especially Heming, who is qualified to be an intern lecturer in the electronic information major of Tianjing University.

I thought he was just a superficial school security guard......

But then again...... Since it's an acquaintance, it should be easier to hook up, right?

And it doesn't matter if you're caught, what's wrong with friends in life and death?

That's it......

Geng Jiangyue looked at Heming's contact information, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Then, just as the laughter became cheaper, the watch suddenly rang.

Tick tick!

Geng Jiangyue's hand shook and threw the paper ball back to the ring, and the child who was asleep next to him opened his eyes after that.

"Wow~!" the little guy opened his mouth to howl unreasonably.

An An opened his eyes, hurriedly picked up Xiao Guangyao, whispered coaxing in his mouth, turned his head and handed Geng Jiangyue a "you dry hair" unkind look. Geng Jiangyue was very innocent, pointed to the message sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Donghua on his watch, and was about to explain, when the confinement lady who was resting outside hurriedly ran in. Seeing the elusive Geng Jiangyue, Xiao Yue's sister-in-law hurriedly bent down and saluted, shouting "Hello Premier Geng", and then asked An An in a low voice: "Miss An, do you need anything?"

"Probably not, I'll see if I pee......

An An started to check the children, and Geng Jiangyue had already stood up and walked to the window.

The message sent by the contact person of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was rather urgent, and it read: "Premier Geng, please forgive me for taking the liberty of responding immediately! Our ministry has an urgent matter that requires your immediate response, and a special car has been sent to the hospital. Or you can come by yourself. The address is ......"

Geng Jiangyue turned his head to look at An An, who had already begun to learn to make diapers with his sister-in-law, and said lightly: "I'll go out for a while." ”

"Go ahead. An An glanced up at Geng Jiangyue, and immediately turned his attention to his son.

Geng Jiangyue snorted and disappeared in place.

"Wow......" Sister-in-law Xiao Yue, except for watching the Mysterious Professional League, has never seen such a squander of spiritual power under normal circumstances, and can't help but sigh, "Premier Geng is so powerful......"

When An An heard this, he immediately warned vigilantly: "I'll explain first, don't beat my husband's idea, I can't think about it!"

Xiao Yue's sister-in-law, who is only five or six years older than An An, looked at An An's round face and was a little confused.

She can be regarded as having taken care of the wives or daughters-in-law of many big people, and she is really the first one to be as straightforward as An An......

......

Geng Jiangyue came out of the hospital and found the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building in Donghua in less than five minutes. The entire super building is all their family's territory, and Geng Jiangyue can't help but say that a big country is a big country. It's like the sea lion city, the founding of the country has been around for a long time, and there is not even a country that has formally established diplomatic relations, and the people in the diplomatic office are now working every day to eat dry food, so that Lao Lan, an old comrade, does not even have room to exert his spare heat.

Sighing silently in his heart, Geng Jiangyue stood at the door of the building and sent a message to the contact person just now. Within half a minute, a large group of people ran out of the building, and Huang Fengzhong, the general person in charge of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Donghua State, personally came down to greet him, and invited him upstairs with both enthusiasm and anxiety. In the process of going upstairs, Geng Jiangyue listened to Minister Huang quickly talk about the 10,000-person march in Pushoe City, which was obviously instigated by a certain force, but to a certain extent, the government of Donghua has always been very accommodating to the people, which is a bit similar to Geng Jiangyue, so when people have sufficient reasons and get permission to march, they naturally can't scold or stop them.

Unexpectedly, the procession has grown larger and larger, and has now increased to almost 20,000 people. In the history of Donghua Kingdom, the last time there was a parade of this scale was when the Donghua royal family was overthrown three hundred years ago. Zha Yong was still serving in the Royal Garrison at that time, and he personally killed many demonstrators, leaving a disgraceful mark on his glorious resume.

"I've rubbed it, Cha Yong has done this kind of thing, I thought he was a saint!" Geng Jiangyue's attention was obviously off, and he became deeply interested in the historical figures of the Donghua Kingdom. There is no way, who makes the history of the Sea Lion City there are no people worth studying, and there have never been any scientists and masters who have contributed to all mankind for more than two hundred years.

If you have to say that there are any historical figures worth studying, it is nothing more than the first generation and the second generation, the second generation of his son, and the second generation of his son's son-in-law - that is, Li Guangming, who is known as the fourth generation. And even so, in the former Sea Lion City, if you want to study the life of the above-mentioned person, you have to be under the supervision of the cultural department. In this way, whether you kneel and lick, hold and lick, or stand upside down, you will not lick out of trouble. But if it is a private research, it is an illegal act, and it will inevitably be arrested like Ma Zhongying.

In fact, Ma Zhongying didn't say anything too much, he just said: "The history of Sea Lion City is a simple and simple history of power generation, so simple that it is not mixed with anything else." That's all. ”

When Geng Jiangyue was in prison, he saw Ma Zhongying's words, and it was difficult to understand. It wasn't until now that I felt that Lao Ma was really observant, and this was quite right.

"Sage, it's all propaganda......" Huang Fengzhong followed Geng Jiangyue's words and subconsciously said it casually, but immediately felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly stopped and changed the topic back to the topic, "Premier Geng, let's not talk about this for now, you can take a look at this first." Fifteen or sixteen people, surrounded by Geng Jiangyue, entered a large conference room on the 58th floor of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Geng Jiangyue sat down, and the staff in the room immediately released the local live broadcast screen of Pushoe City.

In the aerial angle, tens of thousands of people are walking on the main road of Pushoe City, which does not look crowded at all. Geng Jiangyue immediately said with great envy: "I'll wipe ...... Your road is too extravagant, how many lanes are there?"

Huang Fengzhong was very determined, and did not give Geng Jiangyue a chance to deviate at all, and said in a deep voice: "Premier Geng, you see, these people gathered just two hours ago, and the number of people joining is still increasing. There are still more than 8,000 people lying in the hospital in Pushou City, all of whom were injured the night before......"

Geng Jiangyue immediately interrupted, "Wait a minute, why are there more than eight thousand? Has the [Divine Light Technique] failed?"

"That's the case...... Huang Fengzhong explained, "As far as I know, many people who have obtained skills from you have either run out of spiritual power in the past few days and are unable to do anything at the moment, or they are healed by the people around them, so they don't want to bother to save others." The city of Pushou is very large, with a total of more than 300 large communities, and it is indeed quite troublesome to run back and forth.

There are also some people who are reluctant to use the [Huiling Pill] and plan to keep it for sale money, in this case, there are not too many people in our army who have learned the [Divine Light Technique], so the ability to treat them is limited, according to the current situation, if these people are all cured, it will take almost ten days, and there are only seven or eight hundred people every day......"

"Then I'll do it!" I can do it today!" Geng Jiangyue said a little irritably, "That's it?"

"It's not. Huang Fengzhong said, "This is only part of the current situation, and it can't be said to be a problem yet." Now the appeal of this group of marchers is to ask you to give a promise. Including how to compensate for the two trillion dollars in Pushoe City, the 106 victims of Pushoe City and their families ......"

"Wait a minute!" Geng Jiangyue interrupted again, "Wasn't there one hundred and four people yesterday, why did two more die?"

Huang Fengzhong said: "My emotions are out of control, and two mutations have died." If Professor Zhu Xingfeng hadn't stayed in Pushoe City for the past few days and rescued two people, the number of dead would have been one hundred and eight. ”

Geng Jiangyue frowned slightly: "Is it still so easy to mutate now?"

"This problem, presumably except for the sea lion city, which can supply unlimited antidotes, other countries and regions in the world cannot completely solve it. Huang Fengzhong said helplessly, "The detoxification and blocking dual-effect mixture developed by Zhu Xingfeng can only act on the line of 600 spiritual power points at present, and people below 600 points are still very dangerous." More than ninety percent of the world's population has no spiritual power value that is so high, and the price of the elixir is still rising recently, and Donghua can barely prevent it. ”

Geng Jiangyue seemed to have a different taste from Huang Fengzhong's words.

The price of Tiring Elixir is still rising......

This was a disguised reminder to him, don't think that you can control the Tiling Pill market with the [Eight Turns of Tiling Pill]?

Geng Jiangyue immediately smiled and asked, "Then what do they want me to do?"

Huang Fengzhong replied solemnly: "This is just one of the demands. ”

Geng Jiangyue was stunned.

This group of shameless ...... Do they dare to reach out and ask for it?

The crooked people who are said to be good are of high quality?!

Geng Jiangyue looked at Huang Fengzhong and asked in an unkind tone, "One of them? How many are there?"

"There are four of them. Huang Fengzhong looked at Geng Jiangyue fearlessly, and said with a straight look, "First, compensate two billion bottles of Sea Lion City specifications for all-effect antidotes. Article 2: The compensation for the economic losses of 2 trillion yuan in Donghua can be paid in installments. Article 3 Compensation to the families of the deceased is 10 million dollars per household. Fourth, apologize to the citizens of Pushoe City for kneeling and kowtowing. ”

Geng Jiangyue was silent for a long time after listening.

On the screen in the conference room, I don't know if someone is operating or if the on-site signal is suddenly strengthened.

The voices of protest are gradually getting louder and louder.

"Give back my compatriot's life!" "Give back my compatriot's life!"

"Return my Shoe City Protective Wall!" "Return my Pushoe City Protective Wall!"

"Long live John Heber!" "Long live John Heber!"

"Geng Jiangyue knelt down and apologized!" "Geng Jiangyue knelt down and apologized!"

"...... Are these people stupid?" Geng Jiangyue was quiet for two or three minutes, and suddenly saw something strange mixed in, and couldn't help but turn his head and said to Huang Fengzhong, "John Heber is about them? This Nima can also be used in conjunction with the situation in Pushoe City? Do these people know what kind of goods John Heber is, so they will shout with the Hebers? If John Heber can live long, this group of coercion will die in the lattice shop sooner or later, do you believe it or not? The luck is even worse, and the lattice shop can't even be stopped, do you believe it or not?"

Huang Fengzhong did not answer this question, but said very seriously: "Premier Geng, it doesn't matter how they understand these issues. Now the question is, they need an answer from you. ”

"They?" Geng Jiangyue gradually came back to his senses, and asked rhetorically, "Do they need it, or do you ask me for things through their tongues?"

Huang Fengzhong said very firmly: "Premier Geng, this is not only the internal affair of Donghua, but also a diplomatic issue between our two countries, I hope you can deal with it seriously and give an answer as soon as possible." ”

Geng Jiangyue stared at Huang Fengzhong, the two looked at each other for a moment, Geng Jiangyue suddenly smiled: "Can it be live?"

Huang Fengzhong's expression changed: "Do you want to ......?"

Geng Jiangyue straightened up his habitually loose waist and looked at him half a head higher than Huang Fengzhong: "Lao Tzu hates to talk secretly in private, so I like to take a big horn and speak to the world." ”