Sword and Magic and Taxi

When Piero heard the interview assignment assigned by the editor, his legs trembled for half a minute. Who among the residents living in Naples does not know the name of Mike Longhou? Although he didn't receive much attention at the beginning, at least it was much less than the long-standing stubborn problem - the supernatural village. But since the dense fog incident, he quickly replaced the homeless man in the Superpower Village and became the biggest celebrity in Naples.

You have to go, otherwise just pack your things and go home! The editor-in-chief wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. Don't be afraid, Mike Longhou is actually still the major shareholder of the head office, and he can be regarded as the boss's boss. He still needs you to work, and he won't kill you.

No one else can go? Piero asked in a trembling voice.

I don't mind if you can convince other people. The editor-in-chief quickly dismissed the blame. You have two minutes to do this, their bug is parked at the door, waiting.

It's impossible for me to convince others in such a short period of time. Is this okay? Can you give me a salary increase or a special bonus to embolden me? Piero stopped shaking his legs. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head and winked at the editor-in-chief. After hearing that his salary would increase by 50% starting next month, Del Piero finally made a statement that reluctantly agreed.

But when he climbed onto the back of the porter and headed toward the volcano comfortably, he had a bright smile on his face. As a young man full of passion and ambition, he is not afraid of death. It is sad that he cannot get ahead. The powerful Italian army was retreating steadily in front of Mike Longhou, and its decline was already very obvious. This could not be restored by how many slogans the prime minister shouted, how many speeches he made, or how many war bonds he sold. As the victorious party, not to mention that Mike Longhou is a superpower, he is the true form of Satan who came to the earth, and Piero also wants to see it. As long as you sign your name under Exclusive Interview with Mike Longhou, it will be enough to leave your name in history.

The porter took him through the streets of Naples, where order had been basically restored. Mike Longhou is a strange occupier. He has no interest in banks, police, post office, municipal government and other departments. He only has strict requirements for disarming. He did not control the running water, electricity, or block traffic. Apart from seeing terrible bugs all day long, the residents of Naples did not seem to have changed much from before.

Those bugs have the strange ability to detect metal objects from a long distance and smell the smell of explosives. Some residents had guns and ammunition hidden in their homes, and they were slowly found. At this time, you can choose to hand it over, or you can choose to shoot and resist, but the final result of the gun will not change and will be destroyed by the bugs.

They take away our weapons, eliminate our resistance, and then kill us! This statement was very popular in the early days, but now few people believe it. Everyone discovered that the bugs were capable of massacring an entire city at any time, regardless of whether they had weapons or not. They haven't done that, they're not interested in cities. Gradually, even daily patrols became very few (actually because the number of inspection bugs kept up, they were floating in the sky and there was no need for jumping dogs to patrol the ground). In addition to the hydralisks with long tails that can always be seen in rural and farmland areas, the green goblins are more common. They chattered and were particularly interested in human factories. They always took the trouble to check, check, and check, but no one knew what they were checking.

After leaving the town and embarking on the weird purple-red road, the speed of transporting the bugs increased significantly, giving Piero the feeling of sitting in a car. There was a comforting feeling in the breeze that brought back memories of being in the forest when he was a child. He has been here countless times outside the city, and Mount Vesuvius is an important part of his life, but the atmosphere has never been the same as it is now. The powerful vitality created by the soil, Z-worms, and blue crystals allows the natural force here to fully explode. All life is thriving, and nature gives people a feeling that can only be found in the primitive jungle.

No matter when you look towards the north, you will be shocked by the huge starfish mothership. Countless press releases have used the starfish mothership as the cover photo, and the photo of it and Vesuvius in the same frame is considered to be a lock for this year's journalism award, whether it is a Pulitzer or a Dutch publication. However, Del Piero is full of ambitions, and no report is more impactful than an interview with Mike Roar. He will use all his strength to seize this opportunity firmly in his hands.

The moving bug quickly sent him halfway up the mountain, and he also met Zhao Mai as he wished. There is no conqueror's palace here, nor does it have the aggressive aura of an invader. Zhao Mai sat on a wide and thick meadow, his lowered eyes slightly opened, as if he was deep in thought. The loose robe had not been washed for at least a month or two. Fortunately, it was only slightly dirty but had no peculiar smell. Some fleshy gray insects were crawling around Zhao Mai's feet. When Piero glanced at them, they immediately got into the soil, as if they were shy to see people.

Mr. Mike Longhou?

Zhao Mai waved his hand: The title is wrong. You should use Lord Mike Longhou, or His Majesty the Dragon King would be better. I'm calling you here, and I need you to do one thing, which is to describe me as the conqueror and conqueror of the world. Careerist, the biggest enemy of human civilization and society, crazy anti-industrialist, fanatical worshiper of primitive nature. Are you sure?

Ah? Piero was stunned for a moment, and all the plans he had prepared in his mind suddenly ran out. Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, don't you need to beautify yourself?

This is beautifying yourself. Zhao Mai said with a smile: You can't make me admit that I want to turn all humans into bugs, right? Hahaha.

Piero swallowed hard and forced himself to take a deep breath. He kept reminding himself to pay attention to his professionalism. Now only his professionalism could force him not to turn around and run away immediately. Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, I am an employee of LEX Group and I work for you. Please don't turn me into a bug, okay?

I will not turn anyone into a bug. Especially if you are so useful. Zhao Mai said seriously, but even Piero would not believe this truth. To get back to the subject, I have my own media, and it is just through this channel that I tell everyone my thoughts. Do you think it is better for me to use a declaration, or an interview?

Of course interviews are the best. Piero thought about his career and the possible journalism award, so of course he would choose interviews.

Okay, start asking, anything is fine. Zhao Mai said, Don't be nervous, show your skills. If you can win the News Award, it will be a good thing for LEX Group, and I will be satisfied.

Can you know what I'm thinking?

Is this the first question? Zhao Mai sat still and nodded. His bare head was hairless, and the sunlight reflected bright spots on it. He admitted: Yes, I have psychic abilities. I can read your thoughts. I can also control your thinking and even modify your memory. This is just the least commonly used of all my abilities.