"Lin Dong, how...how did you get in?!"

Clington stared wide-eyed at the young man who had suddenly appeared, and jumped up from his leather chair in fright.

Lin Dong's gaze quickly swept around the surroundings before finally settling on Clington's face.

Looking at the panicked president of the superpower in front of him, Lin Dong smiled knowingly.

He walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.

"You... are you President Clinton?"

"I can wipe out your million-strong army in half an hour. What's so difficult about a small Cheyenne Mountain base coming in?"

"Mr. President, it's a pleasure to meet you. May I have a cup of coffee?"

Clington paused for a moment, then looked up at the president's special assistant.

The assistant realized what was happening, quickly turned around and ran to the coffee machine, hurriedly making two cups of hot coffee.

One cup was handed to the president, and the other to Lin Dong.

Ignoring everyone and everything around him, Lin Dong slowly walked up to Clington, found a chair, and sat down comfortably.

Taking the still-steaming coffee cup, Lin Dong took a small sip:

"It tastes good, but the original flavor is still the best!"

"Hey, you bunch of grown men, you've been hiding underground for days, haven't you? What's wrong? Addicted to being moles?"

Actually, Lin Dong's English level is quite high. He can accurately convey even such difficult-to-translate grammar, which is truly remarkable.

So, a life with cheat codes is just different!

"Mr. Lin is joking."

In this situation, President Clinton absolutely cannot be too timid.

Since we've already reached a dead end, we might as well die with dignity:

"Mr. Lin, what do you plan to do with us? Uh... or rather, where do you intend to push the United States?"

"The depths of hell? Or poverty and mediocrity?"

Lin Dong kept sipping his coffee, then clicked his tongue and replied:

“Mr. President, since you’re being so direct, I’ll be direct too.”

"What I really want to do can be summed up in just four words: start from scratch!"

Clington's lips twitched, and he asked feigning ignorance, "Start over from scratch?"

“That’s right, smash this corrupt world to pieces and then rebuild a new order,” Lin Dong said calmly, raising an eyebrow.

"But Mr. Lin... you've destroyed the most developed countries in the world. How many years will humanity's glory be set back?"

"Mr. President, you overestimate yourself and the influence of the United States. No one can keep turning on this planet."

"You mean, we people... are useless?"

"As expected of the president, he's got a brilliant mind, haha..."

Lin Dong put down his coffee cup and smiled:

"Thank you for the coffee. Time's up. You have one minute left. Enjoy your last moments. Bye!"

Having said that, Lin Dong's figure vanished from the spot, seemingly disappearing into another void...

Lin Dong's last words echoed in the air of the command hall for a long time, like the final death knell tolled by the devil.

Boundless fear and despair spread rapidly among the crowd.

Some people collapsed to the ground, while others wailed and cried.

With trembling hands, Clington calmly finished the last sip of his coffee.

He looked up at the brightly lit ceiling and sighed heavily.

"Lin Dong wasn't created by God; he came from hell..."

......

A minute passed quickly.

Several satellites flying over US territory have once again detected a nuclear explosion in that area.

A huge, dark mushroom cloud broke through the Cheyenne Mountain and climbed thousands of meters into the sky.

The shockwave from this nuclear explosion didn't travel very far, but the tremors it caused on Earth were unprecedented.

Because everyone knows what kind of important figures are hidden in the Cheyenne Mountain bunker.

At this point, the entire United States, from the president down to the military, was wiped out.

For a time, the entire United States was once again plunged into a state of collective panic and bewilderment.

Whether they were states that had already declared independence or those that were still observing, over the next two days, they all made a seemingly absurd, yet perfectly reasonable, decision:

Surrender to the Dragon Gang!!

....................................

Northern Europe, within the territory of Northern Finland.

In the beautiful, idyllic Snow Lake Castle, three elderly white men, all over seventy years old, were sitting facing each other in a secluded room.

The secret hideout, built 30 meters underground in the ancient castle, is lit up with orange lights in every room, so there is no feeling of darkness or stuffiness when you are there.

The secret room where the three old men were located was built behind a row of antique bookshelves.

Outsiders wouldn't find the bookshelves in the study out of place at all.

Only by activating the hidden door switch and entering the secret room will you discover that there is more to it than meets the eye.

At this moment, the three of them sat around a square table made of ancient camphor wood, drinking their sorrowful wine with worried expressions.

Although the failure of the Black Storm Plan resulted in significant financial losses, it did not cripple the Radiant Society, which has a deep-rooted foundation.

The subsequent fall of Australia, the change of control of Alaska, the annihilation of the US armed forces, and the Cheyenne Mountain nuclear test...

That's when they truly felt a sense of impending doom.

To be honest, having been at the top of the human pyramid for decades, the three giants had long been tired of the world's superficiality.

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