Chapter 723 Former President

The concert outside was still going on. Chen Ke and Shreli mixed into the crowd. The searchlights on the city wall illuminated the small square. Whitney Houston was singing hard on the stage.

I wonder if Whitney knew who she was performing for? Chen Ke had never heard her songs, so he didn't know what she was singing now, but Shreli hummed along.

There is a saying that no matter what industry you are in society, as long as you are at the top and become one of the top few people, you will be connected by some organizations and forces beyond simple capital.

This may sound a bit like a conspiracy theory, but the United States Federation is indeed a country built on conspiracy. Who knows?

The first goal is equivalent to throwing oneself into the trap. Fortunately, it was handled properly and it was a quick battle. There are five left.

The gate to the port was closed. The members of the parliament who participated in the meeting tonight were basically all present. It seems that no one can leave until the things here are done.

Not everyone likes to watch performances. Chen Ke and Shreli came to the bar counter, which was far away from the crowd. There was a toilet nearby. Shreli's magic power was limited, so they had to keep moving and hiding, and repeat this process to give her time to rest.

An elderly man with gray hair was drinking alone at this time. He was holding a cigar in his left hand and pouring XO into his mouth with his right hand. When he saw two people coming to the bar counter, he greeted them in a friendly and proactive manner.

Chen Ke and Shreli looked at each other. It seemed that this bar counter was really their lucky place. They easily bumped into the second target in the same place.

"There are many young people here recently. It seems that they are constantly absorbing new forces." The old man smiled.

Shreli didn't know if he was Kissinger. He couldn't determine his identity just because he had a cigar in his hand, right? And the old man's hair was all white... This couldn't be used as an identification mark.

Chen Ke was not sure, but in his vision, the other party was indeed a professional. He looked very kind, not as cunning as those old politicians on TV.

Kissinger was the president of the United Federation, but it was probably in the 1970s or 1980s or earlier. Shreli should not have been born at that time.

"Hey, handsome old man." Chen Ke also greeted him.

"It's nice to see some young faces here. Excuse me, are you two married?" the old man asked.

"I guess so. Unmarried, but I have her." Shreli stroked Chen Ke's back with her right hand, rubbing it intimately, with her chin resting near his forehead.

"I can regret it at any time." Chen Ke said.

"Hehehe... In our era, unmarried candidate members had to get married before they could join the organization. Did they lower the standard for recruiting people, or are you really better than your peers?" The old man seemed to be testing.

"I think it's both." Chen Ke smiled.

"Your fiancée's reaction is quite fast. It doesn't matter what industry you are in, but you must be wary of her." The old man smiled.

Shreli didn't know how to respond and smiled stiffly.

"You don't go to the concert, but drink here with an old man like me? I thought young people would like those things very much." The old man said again.

"Excuse me... I seem to have seen you somewhere?" Shrelily said with an idea.

"Hehe, then you must have remembered it wrong. I am just a rough old man." The old man laughed self-deprecatingly.

"You seem to be... President Kissinger?" Chen Ke spoke out at this time.

The old man drank a glass of wine and asked the bartender to refill it for him. He swung the glass and looked at Chen Ke, his pupils brightened.

"You are either crazy or stupid. No one dared to recognize me in the Divine Will Secret Meeting." Kissinger smiled, but his tone was cruel.

Chen Ke did not feel the murderous aura. Kissinger was just pretending, and he was full of alcohol now. I am afraid that if a fight really broke out, he might not be able to tell what situation he was in.

"Is there such a saying?" Shrelily did not believe it.

"It seems that you are really new here." Kissinger laughed and let out a long breath.

The atmosphere eased, and Kissinger started chatting with Chen Ke and the others like a lonely old man who had been holding back a lot of words for years and had no one to confide in.

Kissinger first talked about his past experiences. From 1961 to 1963, he was the president of the United States.

At that time, it happened that Su Luo and the United States were in a cold war, and the people of both sides were under the threat of psychic power. In that era, both countries prohibited the residents of the other side from entering their territory, mainly because the psychic detection technology was immature at that time, and it was impossible to distinguish supermen from the crowd. Even if they could distinguish them, there was no foolproof counter-strategy under the conditions at that time, and it was impossible to station a superman at every airport and transportation station in the country.

The confrontation between countries has nothing to do with pure personal will. The president is just a projection of the will of the main forces of the country and an agent of the unspeakable power.

In that era, the potential of psychic power had just been discovered by humans, and it had also developed by leaps and bounds in the civilian field. Many infectious diseases and cancers that were difficult to overcome before were overcome by various secret skills and medicinal materials containing the internal organs of psychic monsters.

Humans themselves are also exploring the possibilities of psychic energy for racial evolution.

In the 1960s, the two strongest countries in the world, Sulu and the United Federation, should have worked together to push humanity to a new horizon.

However, due to differences in systems and ideologies, the two countries chose to oppose each other.

All newly discovered technologies must be given priority for military use, exploration of the universe, and research on human possibilities. All funding applications for these projects were rejected by Congress on the grounds of "not wanting to waste money."

While the two countries were carrying out superhuman armaments, they encouraged neighboring countries to form regional alliances. At that time, Superman was also the most popular comic hero image in the entire United Federation.

"What was the Phoenix Republic doing at that time..." Chen Ke suddenly asked.

This question made Kissinger's brain instantly cut off. He pinched his chin and thought hard, as if he was lost in the library of memory.

"I remember..." He took a sip of wine and suddenly said.

At that time, the United Federation and Sura focused all their attention on each other, and invested all their money and manpower in the project of cultivating superhumans. Many civilian products, light industrial products, and heavy industrial projects were outsourced to Southeast Asian countries.

"If I tell you that every United Federation and Sura person has worn a T-shirt made by the Phoenix Republic, you probably know what the Phoenix Republic was doing back then." Kissinger said.

They are making money from the two super giants together with the children in Southeast Asia.