"A rare blizzard, the worst in a millennium, has struck Dezhou, a mountainous region, causing a sharp drop in temperature and immense suffering for its residents!"
"Water and power outages, residents are melting snow for bathing!"
"Meteorologists speculate that the greenhouse effect may have caused cold air from the polar frost vortex to leak out and accidentally fall on Texas..."
"..."
A series of news reports are about the snowstorm disaster in Texas, a mountainous region.
"I never thought that fortune would turn around like this. This year it's his turn. I thought it was just our area that was experiencing various natural disasters, but I didn't expect that even the mountain country would have them!"
Xiao Ming held his phone, scrolling through the news, making no attempt to hide his schadenfreude.
Texas... seems quite far from Los Angeles!
Gao Ang glanced at the map and, sure enough, the two places were at least a thousand kilometers apart.
This shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?
He muttered to himself and took out his phone to check the related news.
The blizzard disaster in Texas started in the northwest corner and spread throughout the state within just five hours with the cold air mass, even affecting several neighboring states.
The northwest corner... isn't that the area near Los Angeles?
Gao Feng recalled that he had launched the weather weapon at an altitude of nearly 20 kilometers above Luoshan City.
He had confirmed at the time that there was nothing unusual.
Could it be that he released it at too high a height, causing the spatial energy to deviate when it fell, and coincidentally collided with Texas?
The problem is, Terence used the same thing on him back then, and it only destroyed the small island he lived on, without causing such a huge commotion.
Moreover, Terence used nearly half of Ramsterdam's power reserves to create such a small commotion.
How could this be such a careless mistake, resulting in such a natural and man-made disaster?
Yes, Terence used spatial energy converted from electricity, while Gao Ang used unknown energy stored within his body.
The conversion efficiencies of the two are different. If the conversion of electricity is 10,000 to 1, the conversion of his may be 1 to 1, or even less than 1 to 1.
If this is the explanation, then the spatial energy effects of the two are indeed vastly different, which explains why they could cause such a blizzard disaster.
It is impolite not to reciprocate. Although Gao Ang felt a little apologetic, it seems that there have been no casualties so far, at most some economic losses.
Given the economic strength of the mountain kingdom, well, it's acceptable.
After looking at the news photos for a while, Gao Ang put the matter aside; he had more important things to do.
Following the clues provided by Xia Jiancheng, he contacted Ramovich in Saudi Arabia.
"Mr. Lamovic, there's something I need your confirmation on. Does your laboratory have any dealings with the Dort family?"
Lamovic, who was resting, was suddenly awakened by his computer, and the desktop displayed his rib fragment.
He soon realized that the person who contacted him was the same mysterious person who had visited him before.
"Greetings, sir. Yes, there are indeed some transactions between the Dort family and me, which involve my personal health. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, I'm just confirming. There's something I'm curious about: if you're going to reason with the Western world, shouldn't you be irreconcilable enemies? How come you can come together?"
"This is a very simple question. Whether it's between individuals or between countries, there's no such thing as deep-seated hatred. Apart from a few issues of faith, everything else is a struggle for interests. Our cooperation is also based on mutual benefit. The Dort family can provide some assistance to my laboratory, and my laboratory can provide them with some ideas. Why not? Just like the Xiamen you mentioned, our cooperative relationship is the same. There are no prejudices, and each of us is only seeking benefits."
"Understood, thank you!"
Lamovic's answer confirmed Xia Jiancheng's statement, suggesting that the deaths of those three people could indeed have been orchestrated by the Dortmund family.
Meanwhile, in a remote mountain country, in the study of a manor villa, several old men sat together, holding glasses of red wine, half-reclining in deck chairs, chatting and laughing.
"You all know what happened in Texas, right?"
An old man with white hair and beard squinted and murmured something.
"I understand. All the oil fields under my name have been shut down, and several power plants have also run into problems. I'm going to lose a lot of money this time."
"Hmph, you deserve it! You like to save money, but can't you upgrade and optimize your machines and circuits? You've caused several of my factories to be unable to use any electricity. You have to compensate me this time!"
The other two old men started arguing.
The white-haired old man opened his eyes and glared at them. "What time is it? You're still talking about that worthless money. Don't you think about why this blizzard happened in the first place?"
The two old men, who were bickering, turned their gazes to the last old man. "Old Dort, you tell us what to say. You should be the most qualified to speak on this matter."
The old man called Old Dort slowly emerged from the shadows; he was slightly muscular and the youngest among the group.
With his gray curly hair and two small mustaches, he looked quite dashing.
“I heard from my daughter that two spatial matrices are missing. If nothing unexpected happens, it’s probably because of these two matrices.”
“I told you it was your problem, Joe,” the two men turned their gaze back to the white-haired old man, who appeared to be Joe. “You have to be our witness that old Dortmund has to bear all our losses this time, right?”
Joe sighed, struggling to sit up, slightly out of breath. "What time is it? They've already attacked our base, and you're still talking about money, money, money... Dort, have you found out where those two matrices are?"
"Not yet. The trackers we left up there were destroyed, so finding them will be quite difficult, unless..."
"Unless what?"
The other two old men asked, one more eager than the other.
"Unless that thing at our main base can function at its full potential... But then again, if that thing can function at its full potential, none of these things will matter!"
"Isn't that obvious?"
Joe squinted again, as if these things had little to do with him, letting the three of them bicker.
"Joe, what do we do now?"
Dortmund ignored the two men and instead asked Old Joe a question.
"What do you mean, what to do?"
“The spatial matrix has even appeared in the mountain country. Who knows what crazy things those people might do next.”
Dortmund said with some concern.
"Oh, you're worried now?"
Joe gave Dortmund a half-smile, took a sip of red wine, and said, "Why didn't you do this sooner? You were so aggressive back then, and now that they've put up with the slightest resistance, you can't handle it?"
"You can't say that," Dort replied dismissively, pursing his lips. "What goes around comes around. They've been smug for so long. It's normal that we finally got a chance to act tough for a while. Besides, you've gained quite a bit too. What, they've come to our doorstep, and you're going to back down?"
"No way, the benefits I received were only rightfully mine. Didn't I point out those paths to you? Compared to what you've gained, what I pocketed is just a drop in the ocean. You think you can drag me down with you? You're not even close."
"Don't forget, if something happens to us this time, you'll lose everything, and you might even have to give it all back with interest."
"Whatever," Joe rocked the recliner, making it move slowly. He didn't care at all. "I'm so old, I've lived enough. I'm not like you, one wanting immortality, the other clinging to power. This Earthly Yellow Star, that's all. In the end, it's all for nothing, nothing at all!"
Joe didn't care about what Dortmund said at all, and continued to have fun, shaking his head and swaying.
The other two stopped arguing and turned their attention to Dortmund, hoping he could offer some solutions. "Dortmund, what should we do? Do you have any way to stop this blizzard?"
"Guys, you think this is just a cold that can be cured with some medicine? This is a blizzard, a blizzard that's been seen for centuries! I'm going to take a hammer and deal with it!"
Furious at Joe's lazy attitude, Dortmund didn't bother with these two money-grubbing individuals any longer, downed his wine in one gulp, and left.
The other two glanced helplessly at Qiao, who was still humming a tune, flicked their sleeves, and followed him out.
After everyone had left, Qiao opened her eyes. Her previously cloudy eyes were slightly clearer than before. "What's meant to happen will happen eventually. This is just the prelude."
...
"Mr. Gao, I think you might be a little...meddling?"
After dinner, Xiaoming picked his teeth, acting as if he were a member of the group, and asked Gao Feng a question.
"About Xia Jiancheng?"
“Not only,” Xiaoming shook his head, “there are other things, but let’s talk about Xia Jiancheng. Isn’t it better that he’s alive? Why do I feel like you’re not very happy that he’s alive?”
"If he were really dead, I might feel sorry for him, but the fact that he's still alive is a bit creepy, isn't it?"
"How so?"
"Think about it. Back then, going to such a horrific accident scene meant certain death. How did he survive? And how has he spent these years? Is he a normal person now, or in some other form? Think about these things, use all your imagination!"
After Gao Ang's prompting, Xiao Ming stopped picking his teeth. "His wife was blown to bits, so he probably wasn't much better off. What you said makes sense. Wait, Mr. Gao, do you know how he survived?"
"I have a theory that Xia Weiwei showed me her father's original file, and even a photo of the morgue. At that time, I noticed that the pieced-together body had a dented head."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming's eyelids twitched, and his hand movements became slightly too large, almost piercing his own lips. "You mean, his body is there, but his head is gone?"
"Well, I happened to have dealings with the Dort family that Xia Jiancheng mentioned, so I knew they had this kind of evil magic. So I made an assumption. I didn't expect that this trick would actually trick Jiang Cheng into telling the truth."
"My goodness, a single head can survive for so long... That's terrifying!"
Xiao Ming muttered to himself, he was finding it hard to accept.
"So you know how I feel right now, right? Xia Jiancheng has another plan called the 'Longevity Project,' which I think is a massive project to keep him alive. According to my investigation, this project involves multiple countries, including but not limited to Saudi Arabia, Shan State, Southern Vietnam, He State, etc., and the investment will not be less than 50 billion!"
"50 billion?"
Xiao Ming bit the toothpick in half; this was the first time he had ever heard of such a large bite.
With so much money, there are so many things you can do.
"Think about it, he's spending so much money on himself just to save his life. This guy is terrifying. And you saw his methods yesterday, how he could hack into your network silently, even I couldn't track him down... What I really want to know is, what kind of trust do you have with him that you would cover for him? I don't even get that kind of treatment, do I?"
Gao Yang was still a little unconvinced. He felt that what he was doing was what he should do and that it was beneficial to the country and the people. However, he had been harassed at every turn from the beginning. Things were a little better now, but compared to others, it was simply incomparable.
"That brings us to Bureau 303..."
"I know about Bureau 303. They've made great contributions and have a lot of honors. I know all of that... Never mind, I won't say anymore. You guys should be careful. I always feel that Xia Jiancheng has been too self-serving in the things he's done over the years."
Xiao Ming nodded in agreement with Gao Yang's assessment. How could he not be driven by selfish motives? It's over 50 billion!
"But according to him, could the Dort family be the ones who plotted to kill him?"
“That’s possible. If it really is the Dort family, then Xia Jiancheng is even more terrifying. Think about it, he even chose to cooperate with the people who tried to murder him. That kind of courage... it’s no exaggeration to call him a ruthless hero.”
Xiao Ming nodded in agreement, but he could understand, "Perhaps he only has suspicions and no real evidence, while the other party happens to have something he needs. Cooperating first can prolong his life. As long as he's alive, he can always make a comeback!"
"Alright, that's enough chatting. Pick any room you like. The conditions aren't great, but it'll do."
After Xiaoming went to rest, Gao Ang had Qian Sui stand guard at his door to ensure that the guy wouldn't cause trouble. He tidied up and then flew towards the Mountain Kingdom.
The one who tied the knot must untie it. Since all the clues point to the Dort family, we have no choice but to go to Death Valley.
He was initially wary of the space weapon in Death Valley, but during this time, the mountain country was hit by a blizzard disaster.
Although the location where he deployed it was slightly off, the northwest corner of Texas is still quite close to Los Angeles, and the blizzard more or less affected the spatial stability of Los Angeles.
He had already checked the weather forecast for Los Angeles City; it had been raining heavily for the past two days, and the temperature had dropped by nearly 15 degrees Celsius.
This is probably the most suitable time to go.
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