The phone was quickly connected, and a gentle voice from the Dragon Country operator sounded.
"Hello, this is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Dragon Country. How may I help you?"
Saloyan Primoe spoke into the microphone with a dismissive tone, "I am Saloyan Primoe, the President of the United States. Tell Jing Mingqiu that they either sell the controlled nuclear fusion technology and weather control technology to the United States at a discounted price."
"Or, they will become completely like rats scurrying across the street, with everyone shouting to hit them, and the international reputation that Dragon Country has built for decades will be completely ruined."
After speaking, Saloyan Primoe hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the Dragon Country side.
Facing this situation, the Dragon Country operator dared not delay and quickly reported to superiors.
In the First Conference Room of Dragon Country, after receiving the intelligence, the supreme leader, instead of being angry at Saloyan Primoe's provocation, was pleased. He smiled and looked at Jing Mingqiu.
"Mingqiu, just as we predicted, that guy Saloyan has made his move. Using public opinion to stir things up, and then blatant blackmail. It's the same old trick."
Jing Mingqiu picked up the document and scanned it quickly. "Saloyan is quite lacking in both temperament and ability compared to the previous two US presidents. I don't know what kind of idiot Gus picked as his henchman."
"The position of US President is not something that an alien who can only assassinate can influence."
The supreme leader took a small sip of tea and explained, "In recent years, the United States has been gradually weakening, suffering repeated setbacks on issues concerning Dragon Country, yet not daring to truly touch the interests of the vested beneficiaries to solve the problems completely."
"They can only resort to populism, diverting attention by hyping the 'Dragon Country threat theory.' In this context, the more extreme the leader, the more likely they are to be pushed into high positions. Gus, this alien, is at most a puppet master."
"Even if he hadn't made a move, the previous US President, Smith Lunen, would not have escaped the curse of the convertible, and would not have lived for many more days."
Jing Mingqiu casually threw the document onto the table. "Speaking of which, Boss, these so-called developed countries are truly shameless. The United States demanding controlled nuclear fusion technology along with weather control technology is already outrageous."
"Countries like the British Commonwealth and Germany are even more outrageous. They not only want the technology but also want us to send people to help them build it and be responsible for the subsequent maintenance."
"Among them, the most shameless is the Korean country, which actually demands that we package and send them our chip technology, lithography machine technology, medical bay technology, and controlled nuclear fusion technology together. At the same time, they want us to publicly admit that these technologies are theirs and were stolen by us."
The supreme leader smiled and comforted Jing Mingqiu, "It's not a day or two that those developed countries have been shameless. It's not worth getting angry with them."
"Now that the fish are basically hooked, Mingqiu, is your weather weapon ready? It's time for you to make your move."
"It's been ready for a long time," Jing Mingqiu's brow twitched, and he stood up abruptly. "Boss, tell me, should we blow up all the floating islands of the United States directly, or should we take it slow and let them experience what despair is?"
"This..."
While the supreme leader was contemplating the best approach, his assistant suddenly walked in. "Boss, Emperor Putin of Bear Country has arrived and wishes to speak with you personally."
"Wasn't the visit scheduled for next Friday? Why is he here so early? How did he get in?"
The supreme leader grumbled in his mind, but his face remained calm. "All visitors are guests. Let him come in directly."
"Yes, Boss."
Soon, Emperor Putin, wearing sunglasses, entered, led by his assistant.
"Sorry," Emperor Putin took off his sunglasses, revealing his true appearance. "To avoid being noticed by other countries, I forged my passport and disguised myself as a businessman to sneak in."
The supreme leader suddenly realized. So, it was an illegal entry. The country personally helped forge his identity, and given the good relations between Bear Country and Dragon Country, and their frequent trade, it was indeed difficult to detect with careful planning.
After understanding the cause and effect, the supreme leader smiled slightly. "Mr. Putin, you must have something very important to come here in such a hurry. No need for pleasantries, let's get straight to the point."
Hearing the supreme leader say this, Putin stopped beating around the bush and directly stated his purpose.
"I am prepared to purchase the complete controlled nuclear fusion technology at Dragon Country's quoted price, with a ten percent markup, and invite Dragon Country engineering teams to be stationed there to help build and maintain these controlled nuclear fusion devices."
"Oh," the supreme leader didn't answer immediately but handed the document on the table to him. "I thought you were here to bargain like them, but I didn't expect you to proactively offer a price increase?"
Putin took the document and quickly flipped through it, then sneered dismissively. "They are blinded by greed. Back then, when Dragon Country was still poor and white, it didn't yield, didn't bow down to other countries. It's even less likely now."
"Boss of Dragon Country, I have come with sincerity this time. After so many years of ups and downs, I have finally understood it clearly. Bear Country and those so-called Western countries like the Anglo-Saxons are fundamentally on different paths."
"Now, they have joined forces. Dragon Country needs allies, and we are willing to form an alliance with Dragon Country and will do our utmost to help Dragon Country through this difficult time!"
Both sides were well aware that Putin's impassioned speech was just a performance, but the supreme leader had no intention of exposing it. Instead, he smiled and drew everyone's attention to Jing Mingqiu.
"What difficult time? It's just a small calculation by Professor Jing. Professor Jing, I'll leave the rest to you. Completely deal with all the floating islands of the United States and let Mr. Putin see what a real superweapon is!"
Jing Mingqiu readily agreed. "No problem, leave it to me."
"Mr. Putin, this way, I'll take you to the main control room of the weather controller."
The group followed Jing Mingqiu's footsteps, going deep underground, to a special room.
After pushing open the heavy protective isolation door, a huge world map appeared before them.
The map was dynamic, with various markings dotted all over it, and the most eye-catching were the three interlocking large islands in the Pacific, like targets.
The innermost was the original small island, which was also the overseas military base of the United States. The second ring was built by Dragon Country with reclaimed land, encircling it completely.
The outermost ring was a cluster of floating islands constructed by the United States using refined oil into Tes-gel, densely packed like pox, blocking all sea lanes leading out from the Dragon Country's ring island.
Emperor Putin looked at the dense array of control buttons in the main control room with great curiosity, but Jing Mingqiu had no intention of explaining. Instead, he walked directly to the control console, his fingers flying, and after a quick operation.
Looking at the almost invisible cyclones on the satellite cloud map, he slowly opened his mouth.
"The wind has begun..."