Chapter 434 Drama Scene
The air in the command center froze for a few seconds, then erupted into laughter more intense than ever before.
Chen Jianguo clutched his stomach, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face.
"Commander! That's... way too underhanded!"
"Should the textbooks be delivered? Or should the professor of moral education be the one to deliver them?"
"This is like pointing fingers at them in front of the whole world and saying they're uncultured and lack discipline!"
Commander Zhang walked back to his seat slowly with his hands behind his back, his face still showing that calm and indifferent expression.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"We are helping our brotherly neighbor to develop our culture and unify our thinking. Is there a problem with that?"
“Since we are ‘brothers,’ our thoughts and culture must be unified.”
Sun Jiuchou stood to the side, holding a teacup, smiling but saying nothing.
This isn't going to a ceremony; it's clearly going to a parent-teacher conference.
"Yes, yes, yes! No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Chen Jianguo nodded repeatedly, unable to stop smiling.
"Quickly! Reply exactly as the commander said! Don't change a single word!"
The communications officer suppressed a laugh as his fingers flew across the control panel, sending out this note, a true miracle in diplomatic history.
Less than ten minutes.
China's official response was made public through diplomatic channels.
In an instant, the global internet, which had just been celebrating, was once again in a frenzy.
If South Korea's proposal was the opening act of the year's grand drama, then China's response directly propelled the plot to its climax.
On the Chinese internet.
[Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore, someone help me up!]
[To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit! You can kill someone and then destroy their spirit!]
This isn't recognizing ancestors, it's changing ancestors!
[The title of "Principal of Kunlun Academy and Chief Professor of Moral Education"... it's so fitting!]
Elder Lu: I've taught thousands of disciples of Kunlun, and now I'm going to teach an entire nation. My scope of work has expanded, that's true.
Elder Lu: Does this count as a business trip?
[A small gift: the deluxe edition of "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation," right?]
[The person upstairs is being narrow-minded; it's clearly a Xinhua Dictionary!]
I declare this the best diplomatic maneuver of the year, bar none!
Listen to me, besides giving gifts, to show them they're truly "one of us," remember to give them tests—a small test every three days and a big test every five days—based on the books and gifts Elder Lu brought.
[Seconded! If they fail the test, it means they don't agree, and if they don't agree, they're not "one family"!]
On the international internet, netizens who were just laughing at the situation were also stunned by this miraculous move.
An American netizen commented: "My God! A professor of moral education? And he's even bringing a textbook? This is the most barbaric diplomatic maneuver I've ever seen!"
A netizen from Grizzly Bear Country commented: [I take back what I said before. They weren't just drunk on vodka; they genuinely lack common sense. Well done, friends from China!]
A Pakistani netizen commented: "I've learned something. True strength doesn't require the use of force."
While the whole world was celebrating, South Korea, the epicenter of the storm, fell into an eerie silence.
They set up the stage, wrote the script, and even prepared a celebration banquet.
As it turned out, China didn't follow their script at all, and directly sent a "dean of students" to check their "homework".
Now they're in a bind.
reject?
That would be like contradicting yourself, admitting that your previous claim of "shared ancestry" was a joke.
accept?
Tomorrow's world headlines will be: A Chinese immortal personally visits South Korea to guide its ideological and cultural development.
Their long-cherished dream of "equal treatment" has directly turned into "subservient teaching".
In the command center, Commander Qi, seeing that the South Korean side had not responded for a long time, asked, "What will they choose?"
“They had no choice,” Sun Jiuchou said calmly. “They built the stage themselves, so even if they have tears in their eyes, they have to keep performing this play.”
As expected.
Half an hour later, South Korean state media released a new statement.
"We are incredibly excited to welcome Elder Lu from China to attend this ceremony!"
"This fully demonstrates the care and love that an older brother has for his younger brother in a large family!"
"The books brought by Elder Lu are precious cultural treasures that will guide us to better understand the origins of our bloodline!"
"puff--"
Chen Jianguo spat out the sip of water he had just taken.
"I...I give up! I really give up!"
He pointed at the impassioned anchor on the screen, his face full of admiration: "That shamelessness of his is truly something else!"
"Older brother to younger brother? They've actually started calling each other that?"
The command center erupted in laughter again.
The farce continues.
Twenty-four hours pass in the blink of an eye.
The capital city square of South Korea was packed with people, tens of thousands of people gathered here, their faces filled with fervent anticipation.
In the center of the square, a newly built, antique-style altar stands tall.
An elderly man dressed in traditional white clothing, with white hair and beard, stood on the altar, chanting incantations.
He is the so-called "divine revelation" expert in South Korea and the chief priest of this grand ceremony.
Hundreds of media outlets from around the world aimed their cameras and microphones at this location, while countless drones hovered overhead.
This "miracle" ceremony became the focus of attention worldwide.
"They're here."
"In the command center," Sun Jiuchou said softly.
On the screen, a convoy slowly drove into the square.
The car door opened, and an elderly man dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom and vigorous spirit, slowly stepped out with two disciples.
He was holding two boxes wrapped in yellow cloth.
It was Lu Changfeng, the chief professor of the Ideological and Moral Education course at Kunlun Academy.
As soon as he appeared, the flashbulbs went off everywhere.
Lu Changfeng ignored this and, guided by the South Korean officials, walked to the main seat on the viewing platform with neither arrogance nor servility.
After sitting down, he solemnly placed the two boxes on the table in front of him.
They didn't look like they were there to observe a ceremony; they looked more like they were there to proctor an exam.
"That aura...it's amazing!" Chen Jianguo's eyes lit up.
"Report! No unusual energy fluctuations were detected at the site," the technician reported.
"Oh?" Sun Jiuchou leaned closer to the screen: "Then how are they going to continue this act?"
Just then, the high priest on the altar suddenly raised his voice, raised his hands, and roared at the sky in an almost frenzied tone.
"Great ancestor! Your humble descendants pray for your return!"
"Show the world your unparalleled glory!"
As he roared, tens of thousands of people in the square knelt down in unison and joined in the frenzied shouts.
The sky seemed to darken for a moment.
The wind began to blow.
On the altar, the sacrificial animals shed tears of blood from their eyes before collapsing silently, their life force instantly drained.
"!!! There's actually something there?" Chen Jianguo's eyes widened.
On the screen, the space directly above the altar began to distort visibly.
A blurry, enormous humanoid silhouette seemed to be squeezing in from another space.
An ancient and majestic aura descended.
Everyone watching the live stream around the world felt a pang of anxiety.
"This...this is real?"
"Tan-gun...is he really going to be reincarnated?"
......
"Report! The site has been detected, but there are still no unusual energy fluctuations," the technician continued to report.
Just then, Lu Changfeng, who was at the scene, also sent a message, saying that no spiritual energy or spiritual power had appeared.
The people at the base looked at each other, bewildered. What was that? No energy?
Sun Jiuchou seemed to have thought of something, coughed twice, and said uncertainly, "This... seems to be an AI projection?"
Upon hearing this, Commander Chen immediately said, "Technical team, analyze the on-site technological means immediately."
"yes!"
......
The high priest of South Korea wore a ecstatic smile.
He turned around, his gaze smug as he looked at Lu Changfeng on the reviewing stand, as if to say: "See? This is our god!"
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