“…”

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Saint Tianzi was unable to answer for a long time. She had hoped to convince the young man in front of her by saving the city and protecting the people. But after watching the video just now, she could no longer say anything.

If Saint Emperor didn’t understand why Fang Zheng said that just now, now she finally realized how insulting and contemptuous it was for her to say that those “cursed children” were “pitiful”.

"It seems that you have no way to convince me."

Fang Zheng put down the teacup in his hand.

"Look, my attitude is very clear. Those children are good kids. I won't let them get involved in your dirty, ugly and dark politics. IISO is very powerful. I want to see how much more it dares to cause trouble under my nose. Besides, the life and death of the Tokyo area has nothing to do with me. I think Miss Sheng Tianzi should be very lucky that you have such brave citizens. I'm sure that when those protostomes rush in, they will also raise their weapons and fight against the protostomes..."

“Woo…”

Hearing this, Saint Emperor was speechless. Fang Zheng was right. IISO was indeed a global organization, but Tiandao Palace had never taken IISO seriously. One of the important reasons why the police system had not been able to operate officially was that IISO needed to assign the "cursed children" to the police. However, every time they gathered the "cursed children", Fang Zheng would appear from nowhere, beat up IISO, and then leisurely take away the "cursed children" they had collected with great difficulty.

After several such incidents, the work of IISO basically came to a standstill. After all, they spent so much effort in searching for the "Cursed Child" not to provide resources to the "Tiandao Palace".

If it were a peaceful time, Fang Zheng and the "Tian Dao Palace" would have been wanted worldwide long ago. Unfortunately, the current situation is that humans have lost 80% of their land and can only huddle in giant stone tablets to survive. In this case, it is obviously impossible for them to send their already precious security forces to track down the Tian Dao Palace, which is nowhere to be found.

"Boy."

At this moment, the old man who had been standing behind the Holy Emperor finally spoke. He stared at Fang Zheng coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Judging from your age, you are also a survivor of the 'Plundering Era'. Then, why did you go to protect those demons? Didn't your family members get killed and eaten by those monsters? Didn't you see with your own eyes how those monsters treated your relatives during the Gut War?"

"From what you said, it seems that you have relatives who died in the Primordial War?"

Facing the old man's question, Fang Zheng didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and the old man snorted coldly.

"That's right, my wife and my family all died in the First Gastrula War! Those monsters killed them cruelly, and I will not allow those monsters to continue to survive! Whether they are gastrula animals or those 'cursed children', they should all die!"

"oh……"

Fang Zheng yawned lazily and glanced at the old man boredly.

"Do you want to avenge your family? Then I give you a suggestion. Take a gun and go outside the monolith. There are so many protogastric animals there that you can't even count them. You might even find your wife's bones in the stomach of one of them! Haha, what's the matter? Don't you have the guts to go? You don't dare to fight those protogastric animals head-on, but only dare to show off your power to a group of children who can't resist, and pretend that you are very reasonable... Do you know what people like you are called?"

As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his chin slightly and looked at the old man in front of him with contempt.

"Coward."

"presumptuous!!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the old man roared, but before he could make any move, Fang Zheng opened his eyes and glanced at him. The next moment, the old man felt a strong pressure like a huge rock falling from the sky pressing heavily on him, and then the old man groaned and knelt on the ground. Fang Zheng leaned back on the sofa and yawned.

"People like you are not qualified to stand and talk to me. Just kneel on the ground like a dog."

"Mr. Fang Zheng..."

Seeing this scene, the Holy Emperor’s face turned pale.

"Don't you think it's too much to treat an old man like this?"

“I don’t think so.”

Fang Zheng shrugged.

"I respect a person based on his character rather than his age. There is a saying in my hometown that goes 'An old man who is still alive is a thief'. I think it is very suitable to describe this guy."

Having said this, Fang Zheng stood up.

"If you have nothing to say, then I'm leaving."

"Please, please wait a moment, Mr. Fang Zheng!!"

Seeing Fang Zheng standing up, Saint Emperor cried out in alarm. She clenched her fists, stood up and stared at Fang Zheng closely. Then, Saint Emperor's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I, I think you came here not just to scold us. As you said, you don't want to fight for the citizens of Tokyo, I can understand your feelings. But you still accepted my invitation and came here, which means that you have the intention to cooperate, right? If not, you wouldn't care about my invitation at all!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng stopped and turned to look at the white-haired girl in front of him. After a while, he smiled slightly.

"Interesting, so what's your decision?"

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Saint Emperor was silent for a moment, then she clenched her hands.

"I... I still want to protect Tokyo District and the citizens here. To do this... Mr. Fang Zheng, please lend me your... and those children's power."

“…You should know that this isn’t free.”

"certainly."

After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the Holy Emperor's expression became firm.

"Excuse me, what do you need?"

“It’s very simple.”

Looking at the girl in front of him, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it over. The paper passed silently in the air and landed exactly in front of the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor stretched out his hand, took the paper, took a look at it, and his expression changed slightly.

"The 'Cursed Child' Protection Act?"

"That's right."

Fang Zheng snapped his fingers.

"From the date of the law's promulgation, all bullying, harming, and insulting of the Cursed Children will be considered illegal. Those who violate the law will be arrested and imprisoned for insult. Well, I will provide a prison, right in front of the stone tablet in the outer area. Since those guys hate the gastrula so much, let them have close contact with the gastrula to release their hatred for the gastrula, while also protecting the stone tablet. How do you think it's a good idea, right?"

"But, but this... this is very difficult to pass!"

The Holy Emperor widened his eyes in surprise.

"You should know, Mr. Fang Zheng, what society thinks of those children now..."

“That’s not something I would worry about.”

Fang Zheng waved his hand and coldly interrupted the Holy Emperor's words.

"You have to know, Miss Saint Emperor, you 'ask' us for help. To you, we are the saviors. So, please treat the 'savior' with the right attitude, whether it's kneeling three times and nine times or crying in gratitude, this is the normal behavior. I don't want my lovely children to fight on the front line while those idiots in the rear are still talking nonsense, enjoying our protection while unscrupulously belittling our efforts."

"But... even if this bill is passed, it will be impossible to implement..."

“Just pass it.”

Facing the Saint Emperor's uneasy questioning, Fang Zheng once again revealed a strange smile.

"As long as this bill is passed, the rest will be handled by us at Tiandao Palace... Please rest assured that everything will be done within the scope of the law."

For some reason, looking at Fang Zheng's smile, Saint Emperor felt a chill on his back - as if a ferocious beast was opening its bloody mouth towards him.

Finally, she lowered her head.

"I see."