Chapter 23 Preparation
In the square outside the Anchorage base, the tarmac is constantly filled with passenger planes arriving from afar, and reporters from major media outlets in the world, newspapers and television stations, disembark.
The square is densely packed with cameras set up one by one. From time to time, people look at the aliens lying in the sun outside the dome with excited eyes.
"He lives the way a man wants most."
The cameraman next to Jupiter looked at Haile lying outside the dome with an envious look in his eyes.
Jupiter has blond hair and a good face. He wears red glasses frames and a small suit and skirt. He has a slender figure. Following the cameraman's gaze, he looks towards the figure in the sun, which exudes a faint light and has bright eyes. Something strange flashed across his face, and a confident and meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Really?"
"What is that helicopter doing?" In the square, many staff members who were packing and moving cameras looked outside the dome from time to time, and happened to see a helicopter flying directly towards the alien's basking position.
In view of the sensitivity and moodiness of aliens at this period, there are no particularly excessive media that can interview and contact them in advance, especially under the premise that the United Nations has warned that aliens are not allowed to be harassed. All media are quietly waiting for February 29. Day is coming.
But there are many human beings, and there will always be those who do not know how to live or die and are self-righteous.
"Brothers, did you see it? This is the closest contact our Space Alien Support Association has had with him. Only our support association can contact him."
The propellers in the air stirred a huge sound, the helicopter door opened, and an excited young man with flaxen hair appeared. The camera of Wright Live looked at Haile who was basking in the sun and exclaimed.
In the live broadcast room, barrages rose rapidly.
"Oh my God! He's glowing. He's covered in light."
"He's perfect."
"He's just like a god."
"Come closer Wright, I want to say hello to him."
"This won't anger him, right?"
"No, we are his supporters."
"That's right."
“How can God be angry with His followers?”
"He needs us!"
"Hurry over!"
Wright's face turned red with excitement, and he desperately called the helicopter to get closer to Hale. He took out a loudspeaker from the back seat of the helicopter and shouted into the loudspeaker: "Hi, hi, how are you? We are yours..."
Seeing Haile's eyes start to turn red, the excited Wright's face turned pale with fright, and he said in horror: "No, no, no, no..."
A scorching heat line of sight hit the helicopter, and the entire helicopter exploded in the air, exploding a cloud of black smoke. The wreckage stirred the propellers and fell toward the coast.
In the live broadcast room, they finally saw their supporting eyes glowing red, and the screen was filled with red light for a moment before going black.
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"Has the banquet started?"
In the square, when they saw the sudden change in the sky, they were suddenly shocked into an uproar.
Things happened so fast.
Just like that, one helicopter disappeared.
The remains that fell on the coast and were still emitting black smoke were warning that this alien was not so easy to get along with.
The strange look in Jupiter's eyes became even more intense. He calmly looked away from Haile and walked towards the Anchorage base.
"Do you still think about it now?" she said.
The cameraman's face tightened, his hands and feet were trembling a bit, his heart was burning, and he was even more envious now.
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after a little while.
Stike opened the door to the rooftop, went straight out of the dome, squinted at the sun, turned and walked towards Haile.
He wasn't here to comment on the helicopter incident just now, and Haile didn't care.
As for the United Nations, there are overwhelming warnings not to contact or disturb Haier, but there are always people who lack IQ. What can we do?
For a while, they were not able to completely block the sky over Anchorage, allowing one or two fish to slip through the net and run over like this. They were really afraid of being angered by Haier.
But Stike knew that Hal didn't care much. Hal had always been very tolerant of the dead.
"The United Nations sent someone here to talk to you."
Stike squinted his eyes in the sun and looked at Haile who was lying down. He felt like he was dazzled. Why did Haile seem to have a halo on his body?
"It's not necessary. The news will be announced in two days." Haile said lazily. Since the dawn came out after coding, he had been lying outside the dome to bask in the sun.
Every bit of sunlight was absorbed, and he gradually felt a stronger feeling, which made him unable to extricate himself.
He even has the idea of continuing to show off and be too lazy to rule the earth.
Stike's dark complexion was very ugly. Of course he knew what Haile was announcing, but no matter what, the United Nations would not just let it go.
The earth, which has been invaded by alien monsters, is about to start another alien war, and this time it is very likely to be a war to change the earth's owner. Stike has no way to stop this war, and he is suffering in his heart.
"We are short of manpower. You may need a secretary." Stike said this in as calm a voice as possible.
"It doesn't matter, let her come. Any of your relatives and friends, or those who have no talent, are depressed, work from nine to five, even those who have despaired of this world and become beggars, as long as they are willing to serve under my command , you can come." Haile basked in the sun with a smile on his lips.
No matter what kind of person he is, whether he is ambitious, stubborn without desire, eager for appreciation, unrecognized for his talents, capable or incompetent... he can control them all.
Among the 735,126,4524 people on this earth, there is no one whose mind is faster than mine, and there is no one who is more powerful than myself.
He has already ordered Chen Xi to find a group of replacement rulers in major cities. Regardless of whether they are loyal or not, they must fight against the old interest groups and must rely on him.
Rule the world.
It's a very simple thing.
"I know, I will arrange it." Stike took a deep look at Haier, nodded and said, then turned around and stepped back, closing the rooftop door.
He returned to the base, and inside the dome, Jupiter saw him coming back, waiting for him with a smile on his face full of confidence.
"You succeeded, Judith. You are right, but you are seeking the skin of a tiger."
Stike looked very dissatisfied.
This reporter who once cost him his life is undoubtedly gambling with his life by coming to visit him at this time.
She wants to be Hail's secretary and handle everything for Hail.
"No, Stike, we are all working on a great cause." Jupiter smiled.
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Time gradually came to February 29th.
