Tracy once activated her ancient bloodline under the guidance of the Atlantis stellar light stone and mastered the powerful supernatural ability to control "light" and "fire". She also has extraordinary wisdom and ability. After getting out of the psychological haze and regaining her rationality, Zhang Lisheng didn't have to continue to worry about her.

But even so, after watching the girl leave without saying goodbye, the young man's mood was inevitably depressed for a few days. In these days, the chain effect of the "Capital Hill" anti-Atlantis demonstration rallies that exceeded everyone's imagination began to slowly take effect, and the wave it set off exceeded that of the "anti-Vietnam War movement" that shocked the whole of the United States in the middle of the last century and affected a whole generation of people.

People who are accustomed to living in a country that is free and democratic, dominates the global order with strong economic and military power, are not used to blindly choosing to compromise and concessions against their beliefs and dignity. During the "Winter Riots", the suppression of tensions began to break out ten times.

In just two weeks, more than a thousand illegal attacks on aliens could be counted in the federal territory, and large-scale demonstrations spread across the country.

Soon the Minister of Homeland Security, Minister of the Interior, and Chief Security Advisor of the State resigned on private reasons, and for a moment the entire cabinet government became shaky.

While Miligan was in turmoil, Zhang Lisheng had already mixed up with the economic and trade delegation from China to the United States and went to the capital of China as a return visitor of the United States.

This identity is not fictional. There are many operators of large American group companies traveling with young people. The difference between him and those people is that others cross the ocean and go to foreign lands, and some of them are really to expand their careers. However, he is completely trying to spy on the specific relationship between the Chinese government and the "Atlantis", trying to find the Allies that confront the aliens.

On the runway of the Kennedy International Airport in New York, an airbus a380 (Airbus a380) passenger plane with four powerful engines and 500 comfortable seats slowly accelerated and took off.

Ascended to the predetermined height, wearing a tight cheongsam and graceful figure, the lady in the Miraculous Airways appeared in front of the first class aisle and said politely in English: "Dear ladies and gentlemen, welcome to take China Airlines flight ae1579. I am the first class cabin director (Zhao Lijuan) and I am honored to serve you all.

Now that the plane has arrived in the stratosphere, you can untie your seat belt and move freely. The buffet and drinks are right there..."

When speaking in the air service, Zhang Lisheng had already untied his seat belt and came to the dining table by himself. He took out a good red wine from the air-specific sealed ice bucket fixed on the table. He opened it with a "wave" sound. After pouring half a glass of wine, he took a can of cold Coke in the refrigerator next to him and walked towards the economy class.

Seeing him as if no one was around, a short old man sitting in the cabin window, with sparse hair and straight suit, looked like a short man in his nose, suddenly twitched like a cold.

After more than ten seconds, the man's eyes became brighter and brighter and showed a hint of excitement. He calmed down and stretched his head to a blond middle-aged man in a hunting suit next to him, who looked energetic and determined, asked: "Mr. Hogley, do you know who the young man with personality just now?"

"Which young man, Lord Li Nas?" The middle-aged man who was stretching his fingers to slash on the tablet was stunned, and asked back with a look at the old man who seemed quite respectful.

"It's the Asian guy who left the first class directly with a glass of red wine while the flight attendant was still talking.

It seems that the "upstart" who started out with computer programs or network services is very unique, but as the largest "angel investor" in the United States, I have never seen him before. This is really strange." The old man said with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Li Nas, I didn't see anyone leaving just now, but the Asian young man said... "The middle-aged man turned his head and looked around, and shrugged after seeing Zhang Lisheng's empty seat and said: "You should be talking about Dr. Zhang Lisheng. As the founder of SL Group, an outstanding biologist who successfully transformed scientific research results into wealth. He doesn't need your investment."

"Oh, I've heard of this name, thank you, Mr. Hogley." The old man's eyes lit up and his expression was strangely grateful. At this time, Zhang Lisheng, who was inexplicably concerned by him, was sitting in business class. Guo Caiying asked in confusion, "Senior sister, I really don't understand why there are free seats in business class but no one goes to sit. Everyone insists on crowding in economy class.

Didn’t you booked the entire plane?”

"According to the plan, first class is assigned to American entrepreneurs who visit back to visit, and business class is assigned to domestic entrepreneurs who visit. Foreign Ministry staff like me must sit in economy class," Guo Caiying explained with a smile: "As public officials, we have strict discipline."

"But are there so many Chinese public officials in the plane?" the young man looked around and asked strangely.

"Well, since we all have economy class, then the entourages of Chinese entrepreneurs and some entrepreneurs are staying here consciously." Guo Caiying ate the lunch box and tasted the red wine brought to her by her junior. She was silent for a while and replied in a low voice.

"Awareness, oh, is it because of the invisible hierarchy that those Chinese corporate employees and even entrepreneurs must accompany you government officials to "consciously" stay in economy class?" The young people who tried to have a deep understanding of Chinese social relations continued to ask.

"This is not a necessity for Li Sheng, not a necessity, but just to show a kind of 'respect'..." Guo Caiying explained weakly, but was interrupted by Zhang Li Sheng's wave, "You misunderstood what I mean, senior sister, I have no intention of criticizing the almost strict social order of China. On the contrary, I appreciate it very much now.

Let’s see what Militarine has become. Democracy and freedom are good, but when encountering a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, centralized politics can play a better role.”

As the theocracy ruler of the Wuli Islands in the ‘Another World’, the young man had no intention of ruling such words.

On the contrary, Guo Caiying, who was just defending the Chinese government, came from a "red wealthy family" in China, but received Western education since childhood. When she heard the word "centralized politics", she felt very uncomfortable and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, didn't you say you would never get involved in politics? Then why should we talk about such a boring topic?"

"I just said casually..." Seeing the girl's expression unswervingly, the young man stopped talking and changed to a relaxed topic to talk. After a while, the two of them became talking and laughing.

On an inconspicuous seat at the corner of the economy class, a tall old man with old-fashioned style, dull gold-wire glasses, combed with a 30-minute hair, awkwardly wearing a well-fitting casual outfit, staring at Zhang Lisheng who was chatting and laughing without hesitation, and shouting angrily: "Young aunt raised me, what's the matter?"

Every little girl's family is mixed with the witch "Pelix" who is not human or evil. Her family still lacks money. She is really self-deprecating..."

"Uncle Master, my good uncle, don't you say that you don't have a door in your mouth," the thinnest middle-aged man on the opposite side, the handsome one was obviously the leader, and he begged in a low voice with a bitter face: "You also know what kind of family that woman is, can you talk about it casually..."

"When I saw it, I felt uncomfortable. Isn't it okay to say a few words?" The old man shouted. Even though he sat in a huge economy class with more than 300 people, it still attracted many people's surprise eyes.

Seeing that the old man was talking louder and louder, the middle-aged man who knew he was a 'human being crazy' was afraid that he would really cause trouble because of a small matter. His face changed and he lowered his voice and said sternly: "Uncle Dou, the master's sect ordered you to come to the United States this time just to take the opportunity to sneak into the 'Noah' world' to set up a formation in the jade mine. It's not just here to talk nonsense.

This mission is my chief. If you say something else, you will disobey orders and even elders, I will report to the master after I go back and ask for sanctions."

Hearing this, the old man was startled first, then stared at the middle-aged man as if he was disbelief for a while. His face became redder and redder, trembling with his fingers, and his lips were trembling with anger: "You, you, you, Song Huiyuan, you dare, you dare, you dare..."

"Since I am the 'master', I don't dare to do anything. I hope my uncle will respect myself." Since I had already torn my face, the handsome middle-aged man said without hesitation. He actually suppressed the old man's anger with the precepts of the master.

After this little episode that no one knew, time passed slowly. In a blink of an eye, the plane had crossed the ocean and soared in the sky for eleven or two hours.

The long journey made passengers feel tired, most of them covered with blankets and entered the "Black Sweet Country". A few people turned on the dim lights above their heads and watched the magazines to pass the time.

"Leader, do you need drinks and snacks?" Since it was a chartered flight from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, I knew that the status of the economy class passengers in this flight was more important than first class and business class passengers. The crew diligently took the initiative to send meals every one or two hours, and the title was also changed to "Leader".

Although he had been called leader five or six times in a day, Zhang Lisheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this strange name and shook his head and signaled that he didn't need it.

Just as he waved his hand, a sudden harsh sound of "squeaking..." spread through the clouds and mist in the sky and came into his ears.
Chapter completed!