Chapter 557 The epitome of the international law of the jungle
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
The United Nations conference room was not as noisy as expected.
This is a stepped conference hall with undulating sand dunes, with floors and walls paved with marble and granite.
Tver and Cynthia stood at the highest point and at the very end, scanning the entire conference hall condescendingly.
Even though the content of this meeting is different from every previous meeting of the United Nations, more than 100 representatives from various countries, plus the team of assistants they brought, as well as the staff of the United Nations Office in Geneva, are all making preparations for the meeting in an orderly manner. .
Tver is quite satisfied with this aspect.
Because the wizard population is small, the representatives of the Wizards Federation are basically familiar with each other, so the meetings will be particularly... lively.
The preparations for the United Nations meeting before the start showed a different style. In the entire conference hall, there were only whispers of communication between delegations from various countries and the rustling of checking certain information.
Of course, it also has something to do with the extra spacious venue.
At the end directly in front is a speaking platform located in a low-lying area.
This podium is smaller than the podium at the Wizards' Federation Conference. This is probably because speaking at the United Nations requires reading long scripts, unlike giving speeches where you can move around at will.
This serious atmosphere not only dispelled Tver's inner leisure, but also made him faintly excited.
"I think you are more suitable for such a stage." Cynthia suddenly looked at Tver and said softly.
Tver turned his eyes with interest: "Why do you say that?"
Cynthia smiled slightly.
"When you were at Hogwarts, you were always able to arrange everything outside the school in an orderly manner. You even started planning for today and the future five years ago."
"But I feel like you're always suppressing yourself."
"In order to prevent yourself from appearing too dazzling, you constantly suppress your talents and abilities to make yourself appear to be just an excellent professor."
"Since Voldemort's resurrection, your edge is no longer hidden. It is like a sharp black sword. The dull light cannot prevent the blade from cutting through everything."
"But the magic world is too small after all..."
She glanced around with bright eyes. More and more representatives were attending the meeting, and even the quietest noises became noisy.
"Only such a stage, only a stage involving everyone in the world, is worthy of your talent and ability!"
"If you are really a Dark Lord, then I definitely don't want to see you as a Dark Lord who only belongs to Britain, or the wizarding world."
"You should be the strongest Dark Lord among nearly 60 billion people in every country in the world!"
Looking at Cynthia's restrained but still enthusiastic eyes, Tver raised his eyebrows in surprise.
But I have to say that he really enjoys this increasingly bigger stage, and...
I no longer need to hide my control!
However, this made him wary.
"You are right, Cynthia, more and more important stages are waiting for me," he shook his head, "but power always makes people obsessed. Only the restraint of desire is the difference between me and Voldemort. "
Cynthia was stunned, surprised by Tver's strict self-discipline.
But Tver had no time to explain to her. The Secretary-General of the United Nations walked towards them from the entrance.
"I didn't expect to see you here." Tver extended his hand in a friendly manner and shook hands with the energetic old man in front of him.
At least it was much friendlier than when I shook hands with Duev.
Generally speaking, the United Nations has many different offices and offices based on the matters it needs to deal with.
The Secretary-General is basically responsible for the affairs of the New York headquarters, that is, when more serious issues are involved, he will come out to preside over meetings.
But this meeting, in the name of climate issues, was supposed to be left to the director of the Geneva office.
"If what is being discussed this time is really the climate issue, then I will definitely not come to join in the fun." The Secretary-General was a little helpless, but still winked slyly at Tver.
The Middle East issue is a major issue that has been troubling the United Nations. The almost outbreak of the sixth Middle East war is so irritating to him that he can't sleep well!
And now, if this meeting is unable to discuss a suitable outcome, not only the powder keg of the Middle East, but also a thermal weapons war between the East and the West may break out!
By then, the big powers above will probably not need the United Nations or him as Secretary-General...
Therefore, after chatting with Tver for a while, he couldn't wait to get to the point.
"The meeting is about to begin. You may not be familiar with some of the procedures," he pointed to the stage that was already lit up. "I will make an opening speech there first, mainly to introduce the attendance of this meeting and what needs to be discussed. Questions and content.”
"After this, it's time for you to take the stage."
Seeing that Tver was younger than he thought, the secretary-general patted his shoulder with concern.
"Some errors in the content of your speech are allowed, because your speech has been translated in advance and distributed to representatives of various countries."
"It's just that there may be a question-and-answer session later, where representatives from various countries express their opinions on this. You can answer or refute it, but whether they listen or not is another matter."
The old man gave an endearing shrug.
What a certain shameless superpower likes most is to make some random threats at this stage, but the most fatal thing is that even if their lies are full of mistakes, it is still difficult for the small country being questioned to refute them.
Even in the United Nations, facts and justice must give way to the game of great powers!
Tver nodded in agreement.
The Secretary-General was also affected by the international situation at this time during his tenure. Even if he intends to strengthen the power of the United Nations, the United States, which is now a dominant power, will not see this happen.
Therefore, he can only protect weak countries as much as possible and devote himself to maintaining peace in backward areas.
This is in line with Tver's philosophy. If he didn't have a good excuse, Tver would have wanted this old man to be re-elected for another term.
It's a pity that his successor has been selected and will take over his position in two months. It is a bit late to say such a thing at this time.
However, looking at the helpless face of the old man, and the representatives from various countries who noticed this and looked curiously, with different expressions.
Tver also had to be a lot more cautious.
The United Nations is the epitome of the international law of the jungle!
This is a stepped conference hall with undulating sand dunes, with floors and walls paved with marble and granite.
Tver and Cynthia stood at the highest point and at the very end, scanning the entire conference hall condescendingly.
Even though the content of this meeting is different from every previous meeting of the United Nations, more than 100 representatives from various countries, plus the team of assistants they brought, as well as the staff of the United Nations Office in Geneva, are all making preparations for the meeting in an orderly manner. .
Tver is quite satisfied with this aspect.
Because the wizard population is small, the representatives of the Wizards Federation are basically familiar with each other, so the meetings will be particularly... lively.
The preparations for the United Nations meeting before the start showed a different style. In the entire conference hall, there were only whispers of communication between delegations from various countries and the rustling of checking certain information.
Of course, it also has something to do with the extra spacious venue.
At the end directly in front is a speaking platform located in a low-lying area.
This podium is smaller than the podium at the Wizards' Federation Conference. This is probably because speaking at the United Nations requires reading long scripts, unlike giving speeches where you can move around at will.
This serious atmosphere not only dispelled Tver's inner leisure, but also made him faintly excited.
"I think you are more suitable for such a stage." Cynthia suddenly looked at Tver and said softly.
Tver turned his eyes with interest: "Why do you say that?"
Cynthia smiled slightly.
"When you were at Hogwarts, you were always able to arrange everything outside the school in an orderly manner. You even started planning for today and the future five years ago."
"But I feel like you're always suppressing yourself."
"In order to prevent yourself from appearing too dazzling, you constantly suppress your talents and abilities to make yourself appear to be just an excellent professor."
"Since Voldemort's resurrection, your edge is no longer hidden. It is like a sharp black sword. The dull light cannot prevent the blade from cutting through everything."
"But the magic world is too small after all..."
She glanced around with bright eyes. More and more representatives were attending the meeting, and even the quietest noises became noisy.
"Only such a stage, only a stage involving everyone in the world, is worthy of your talent and ability!"
"If you are really a Dark Lord, then I definitely don't want to see you as a Dark Lord who only belongs to Britain, or the wizarding world."
"You should be the strongest Dark Lord among nearly 60 billion people in every country in the world!"
Looking at Cynthia's restrained but still enthusiastic eyes, Tver raised his eyebrows in surprise.
But I have to say that he really enjoys this increasingly bigger stage, and...
I no longer need to hide my control!
However, this made him wary.
"You are right, Cynthia, more and more important stages are waiting for me," he shook his head, "but power always makes people obsessed. Only the restraint of desire is the difference between me and Voldemort. "
Cynthia was stunned, surprised by Tver's strict self-discipline.
But Tver had no time to explain to her. The Secretary-General of the United Nations walked towards them from the entrance.
"I didn't expect to see you here." Tver extended his hand in a friendly manner and shook hands with the energetic old man in front of him.
At least it was much friendlier than when I shook hands with Duev.
Generally speaking, the United Nations has many different offices and offices based on the matters it needs to deal with.
The Secretary-General is basically responsible for the affairs of the New York headquarters, that is, when more serious issues are involved, he will come out to preside over meetings.
But this meeting, in the name of climate issues, was supposed to be left to the director of the Geneva office.
"If what is being discussed this time is really the climate issue, then I will definitely not come to join in the fun." The Secretary-General was a little helpless, but still winked slyly at Tver.
The Middle East issue is a major issue that has been troubling the United Nations. The almost outbreak of the sixth Middle East war is so irritating to him that he can't sleep well!
And now, if this meeting is unable to discuss a suitable outcome, not only the powder keg of the Middle East, but also a thermal weapons war between the East and the West may break out!
By then, the big powers above will probably not need the United Nations or him as Secretary-General...
Therefore, after chatting with Tver for a while, he couldn't wait to get to the point.
"The meeting is about to begin. You may not be familiar with some of the procedures," he pointed to the stage that was already lit up. "I will make an opening speech there first, mainly to introduce the attendance of this meeting and what needs to be discussed. Questions and content.”
"After this, it's time for you to take the stage."
Seeing that Tver was younger than he thought, the secretary-general patted his shoulder with concern.
"Some errors in the content of your speech are allowed, because your speech has been translated in advance and distributed to representatives of various countries."
"It's just that there may be a question-and-answer session later, where representatives from various countries express their opinions on this. You can answer or refute it, but whether they listen or not is another matter."
The old man gave an endearing shrug.
What a certain shameless superpower likes most is to make some random threats at this stage, but the most fatal thing is that even if their lies are full of mistakes, it is still difficult for the small country being questioned to refute them.
Even in the United Nations, facts and justice must give way to the game of great powers!
Tver nodded in agreement.
The Secretary-General was also affected by the international situation at this time during his tenure. Even if he intends to strengthen the power of the United Nations, the United States, which is now a dominant power, will not see this happen.
Therefore, he can only protect weak countries as much as possible and devote himself to maintaining peace in backward areas.
This is in line with Tver's philosophy. If he didn't have a good excuse, Tver would have wanted this old man to be re-elected for another term.
It's a pity that his successor has been selected and will take over his position in two months. It is a bit late to say such a thing at this time.
However, looking at the helpless face of the old man, and the representatives from various countries who noticed this and looked curiously, with different expressions.
Tver also had to be a lot more cautious.
The United Nations is the epitome of the international law of the jungle!
