To save China, start by building a Dyson sphere!

On foreign websites, netizens from all over the world are also arguing enthusiastically.

"Damn you, you are too ignorant of your own highness. Do you have no shame?"

“Bagayalu, do they want their country’s economy to collapse?”

"Oh my god, if you ban the export of raw materials, then we won't even have kimchi to eat in the future."

"Ulla, fortunately our country has sufficient raw materials and does not need to import from abroad, but if they dare to repatriate our personnel, we will have to pull out some weapons and expose them to the sun."

"Fuck, I strongly suggest sending an aircraft carrier over to intimidate these Eastern bastards."

"This is a rubbish country that we have trampled on countless times, and yet it still has the nerve to cut off foreign trade and repatriate our residents. It's really courting death!"

"No wonder the International Space Station doesn't allow them to participate, they are simply a bunch of idiots!"

"I don't know who came up with this bad idea. I suggest that the Mud Country arrest this person and execute him."

"I suggest that the people in the Mud Country project team come to our mother river to drink a cup of holy water to improve their intelligence."

"........"

Foreign netizens particularly like to trample on the East, and this is a good opportunity for them to vent their inner prejudices against the East.

At present, international public opinion has shown a trend of everyone pushing down the wall when it falls.

...

France, Palace of Versailles.

In the luxurious hall, the crystal of Shiluohua is dazzling, and the expensive oil paintings are hung on the wall.

Soft rhino leather sofa.

When Lin Lang spoke several instructions from the special project team...

A certain blond gentleman, looking at the display screen in his hand, took a gulp of champagne and sneered: "What on earth are those Orientals doing? This special project team is a bit ridiculous."

"I bet the East would never dare to let them mess around, otherwise they would definitely pay a price they could never imagine."

At the side, the gentleman's wife shook a glass of champagne and said as she drank, "I'm afraid this is a farce by the East to cover up the truth. Maybe they are doing something behind the scenes."

Hearing this, he suddenly came to his senses and said, "That's right, I have to notify the intelligence department immediately and ask them to step up their vigilance!"

"The intelligence personnel we assigned to the East cannot afford to fail!"

At this time, they thought that the special project team was just a cover thrown out by the East.

But all signs indicate that they may be taking action behind the scenes.

What they don’t know is that what the special project team said is about to come true!

Neon country, the Great Golden Palace.

On the roof of the palace, countless golden glazed tiles emit dazzling light, and the white wall mud is spotless.

Lord Tian Huang is in the martial arts room, practicing samurai sword techniques.

On the big screen right in front of him, images of the Dyson Sphere Program Special Project Team were being played.

"Baga! These shameless defeated generals actually dared to restrict the export of various raw materials! And they even want to send all my citizens back!"

"This is outrageous!"

He was so angry that he split the wooden stake in front of him in half.

For Neon, the East's restrictions on the export of raw materials are merely an economic issue.

more importantly....

Neon has been committed to collecting intelligence everywhere and preventing liquidation in recent years.

If their residents were sent back, it would be a serious matter.

The intelligence personnel lurking among them will be repatriated together, and all the efforts over the years will be wasted!

He quickly made an emergency call and asked the foreign teacher management department and the intelligence department to take action. They must find a way to make that group of people take back their decision.

Corn country, Gaoli Palace.

A man with extraordinary bearing was looking at the huge screen in front of him while calling the relevant department.

"Smecta, we must not let them carry out this order, otherwise the price of kimchi in our country will skyrocket, and then the economy will collapse!"

"The West cannot live without Jerusalem, and we cannot live without kimchi!"

On the other side of the phone, the head of the economic department kept nodding.

At the same time, sweat dripped down his forehead.

He knew very well that with the national strength of his country, he would never let his neighboring countries bow down.

So he advised the man, "Sir, why don't we ask the sovereign country, the Free Kingdom, to use force to deter us."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses nodded and said, "Then I'll call right away."

.....

A certain sea area.

Commander of the Free State's dual aircraft carrier fleet, General Borittens, received new orders.

Immediately continue advancing towards the designated sea area to achieve the purpose of deterrence.

When Bolittens conveyed the news to all the officers and soldiers on the ship, cheers broke out in the cabin.

"I've finally accomplished something. Today, I'll let those mud people thoroughly experience the majesty of a free country!"

"No free country can be violated!"

"Long live the free land!"

Afterwards, the dual aircraft carrier fleet slowly started, leaving dozens of white trails on the sea surface, and continued to advance towards the relevant sea area.

Dozens of mighty warships, with extreme oppression and murderous intent, marched towards that ancient land...

the other side.

The Eastern Maritime Control Department, through radar scanning, saw the Free Nation warship approaching with great momentum.

They urgently asked their superiors what to do.

At this time, the senior officials of the maritime administration were at a loss. The whole country's attention was focused on the special press conference of the Dyson Sphere Project. Who would have thought that the Free States would come to put pressure on them at this time...

...

The news of the arrival of the dual aircraft carrier fleet soon reached Chen Long's ears.

Chen Long showed no reaction, but just ordered: "Don't pause the live broadcast."

He had already anticipated the current scenario. Faced with so many unbelievable instructions, everyone's reaction was normal, and the foreign countries' attempts at probing him did not matter.

He was too lazy to explain anything, the best was yet to come.

The press conference is not just for everyone to listen to the passionate speeches, the real highlight is the appearance of the fully functional Dongfang! ! !

So, he was not in a hurry at all.

"Ding dong~"

Yang Xiaoxiao sent a WeChat message: "Honey, this is so boring. What did the spokesperson say at the end?"

"Why? I see they are all cursing angrily."

Chen Long lowered his head and replied: "Good boy, you must remember to trust this project team at all times."

“They are our hope!”

After sending the message, Chen Long suddenly looked up. There seemed to be a gleam of light between his sword-like eyebrows and eyes. An indescribable determination and fortitude burst out from his knife-like face.

Yang Zhen, Li Guoxing and others who were sitting next to him couldn't help but look at him sideways.

Just now, they were also anxious. Now that public opinion was developing in a bad direction, it was difficult for the project team to end it.

But after seeing Chen Long, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart inexplicably disappeared, as if the young man in front of him could solve all the problems.

Just as the top leaders of the project team were feeling distressed, an official elite shouted at them:

"Everyone, I absolutely cannot let you continue to operate like this. I will report this to a higher authority and have your permissions revoked!"

At the same time, the wave of abuse on the Internet has reached an unparalleled level.

Because people feel they have been deceived, and the Dyson Sphere Project is just a scam!!!

For a moment, everyone was caught up in a vortex of anger, sarcasm, and anxiety, and no one was immune.

There was only a young man wearing a Zhongshan suit.

At this moment, his heart was as calm as water.

At this moment, the noisy world has nothing to do with him.

At this moment, his figure seemed to be greatly enlarged, like a mountain, like the bright moon and stars!

At this moment, he could reach for the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the five oceans. He was the only one in the world!

"System, start the Vostok!"

"The system has received the host's instructions and started the countdown!"

"5......"

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"3......"

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