Taking the Cake!

Kang De's voice was resolute and unwavering.

Big Bob, who is loyal to the Grewind Swarm and possesses this mysterious biological weapon, can provide a wealth of valuable intelligence and scientific research data, enabling a leap forward in the technological progress of human society.

Therefore, sparing his life is called putting the greater good first.

Following this logic...

Capable of manipulating celestial phenomena, gaining an overwhelming advantage over the superhumans cultivated by various nations, and driving Big Bob, who controlled billions of locusts to sweep across West Africa, to flee like a dog—if Big Bob's life is called prioritizing the greater good, then what is it called respecting Kang De's position and feelings, who was capable of doing the aforementioned things?

Kang De stood on the bridge of the Horizon class frigate, facing the screen directly.

The intense light in his eyes had not yet completely faded.

The way he killed Big Bob signifies a new kind of ability, enough to evoke many unsettling associations, but that's the job of professionals; leaders have other responsibilities.

The heads of state watched this dialogue in silence.

Yes, everything will eventually be different.

Not long ago, a superhuman named Kang De demonstrated his power to the world today.

Now, in front of the heads of state of Fr*nce, and even the five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council, he has cut off Big Bob's path to survival in the most brutal and decisive way. This is tantamount to slapping the face of those who control the fate of all mankind. The leaders who are watching all this are all shrewd people. They all know that Kang De did this not for pleasure, but to demonstrate his will, strength, and... ambition.

This young man, who claims to be the strongest superhuman in the world, seems to crave the authority, status, and respect commensurate with his power. He also desires territory in the sunlight, as well as a scepter in the Shadow.

Whether such demands and performances are arrogant arrogance or confident strategy can only be determined and evaluated by time... The leaders decided to continue watching.

In any case, it's the France who are embarrassed and humiliated.

But President Fr*nce thought differently.

Human patience has its limits. Politicians, though shameless and utterly shameless, also have their limits, especially in this situation where world leaders and their allies are watching.

The honor of the Fr*nce and the prestige of the president must be upheld.

He was silent for about five seconds, then slowly said, "Fr*nce will not forget any of this. Let's end the call, Kang De. I hope you won't regret your decision today."

Kang De raised an eyebrow and said, "What, not going to continue the conversation?"

The president simply made a gesture, presumably instructing his staff to cut off communications.

"I see," Kang De exclaimed. "Gentlemen of all nations, since the France are unwilling to talk, then let's talk! Although Big Bob is dead, the Hive still exists. Would you like to come and study it?"

The France president's expression stiffened slightly.

Being excluded from such matters is a small matter compared to falling behind; it's a much bigger issue than losing face.

They're in a bind; they just announced the breakdown of negotiations, and now they have to shamelessly push their way in again...

I simply can't do it.

Doesn't he have any pride?

Kang De glanced at the stiff- Fr*nce, and Spain, and smiled, "It seems the signal isn't very good. The leaders from various countries might not be able to hear clearly. Could you relay it to me?"

The president breathed a sigh of relief.

I was even somewhat grateful to Kang De —this guy wasn't entirely a reckless, acerbic madman; he was actually quite sensible and knew how to give me a way out.

Immediately, he spat heavily in his mind.

I was actually influenced by this young man's psychological techniques...

He nodded slowly. "What do you want to say? Research?"

"No."

Kang De said, "It's time to take the cake—as the victor, I'll take my cake."

The president snorted.

The Fire Thief said, "Gambia and Comora were originally one country, forcibly separated by you colonizers. Don't argue; I'm not interested in your sophistry."

"Now, the Gambia launched an invasion, was defeated, and its capital fell. They even asked me to come and save them. As the Warlord of Comora, I defeated the Gambia, stormed their capital, and rescued their people. By right and wrong, Gambia should return to the embrace of Comora. Chakat II will receive a brand new crown, and the divided nations will be reunited, as one."

The France president stated, "We do not have that power to decide..."

Kang De said calmly, "Isn't the United Nations your organization? Merging the two poorest and most backward countries in Africa is perfectly legal and morally sound. If handled properly, this matter won't cause a ripple around the world. That's what you're doing. I only care about the results."

"The France government essentially started this war, causing profound losses to both countries. You mentioned compensation earlier, and I recall that: loans, support, technology, education... and so on. The elites of your respective countries should know what to do, so I won't elaborate."

"Also."

Kang De gazed at the screen, his tone calm. "Zhuerban is mine."

The France president was taken aback for a moment, then asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

He thought the translation was wrong.

"I said, Zhuerban, the excellent West Africa port city and former capital of Gambia, is mine."

Kang De remained composed and said calmly, "With the merger of two countries, there's no reason for two capitals. The nation's priorities should naturally lean towards Moyani. As the chief of Comora, I've rendered such meritorious service, so is it strange that I've been granted a fiefdom? This is a notification, not a discussion. Don't misunderstand."

The France president looked on with amusement, but before he could offer any sarcastic remarks or explanation, Kang De declared, "This is a prerequisite for all nations to conduct research here; otherwise, I would blow up the insect hive when I get back."

The president was silenced.

Before he could say anything more, Kang De interjected, "That's right, this is blackmail."

"..."

The president angrily retorted, "This is outrageous! To treat a sovereign nation as a commodity, to hand over such a strategically located and commercially vibrant natural port city to one person..."

Kang De asked in bewilderment, "Haven't you ever done such a thing?"

"... This is different!"

"Nothing's different."

Kang De stated, "I want to ensure that I have supreme ownership, on which basis, all countries can enter the Zhuerban underground ruins for research, investigation, and exploration."

"From this day forward, Zhuerban will become a transcendent city. You will pay to redeem every inch of this city's land from its owners and then transfer it to me. Referring to Djibouti, I will lease a portion of this land to you for use, allowing you to conduct scientific research, of course, with rent to pay."

Upon hearing the first half, the president's expression softened slightly, but upon hearing the second half, his face turned ashen again.

His voice trembled. "We pay to buy land from the indigenous people, give it to you for free, and then you sublet it to us, and we still have to pay rent for it?"

Kang De nodded and said, "Yes, and it's very expensive."

"..."

The president roared, "This is not a deal or negotiation! This is plunder and blatant thievery!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Kang De bowed politely. "I've learned all of this from your country, your neighboring countries, and the father of your neighboring countries. Compared to you all, I'm still far from being a match."

"Don't give me that! You're dreaming!" the President of Fr*nce shouted. "These conditions are far too harsh! Not only me, but the heads of state of several other countries would not agree to them!"

"This is a mysterious biological weapon, containing technology beyond human comprehension. It might be the key to the next energy revolution. Isn't it worth the money?"

Kang De spread his hands and said, "This is Greater Comora project for all mankind. Everyone must invest heavily and pay the price in order to enjoy the related results..."

"And then it all becomes yours?" the president scoffed. "You want rent, you want the land, and you want the fruits of your labor too, right?"

Kang De shook his head and said, "I am just one person. I will use the funds you pay to buy electricity that will last for a hundred million years. What would I do with these? The achievements of Civilization and the progress of science and technology are carried out by the state. When you use them for the benefit of the people, I will naturally have my own way of obtaining them. Why should I need your research results?"

The president said coldly, "That sounds nice, but who knows if you'll try to seize it by force? No ruler would feel comfortable leaving such highly confidential research outside the country, under your control."

Kang De shrugged and said, "You can station troops there."

The France president looked surprised.

"Since you've paid for the land, you can do whatever you want. As long as the place is big enough, you can station as many troops as you like. You can deploy the most advanced weapons in the leased base in Zhuerban: main battle tanks, attack helicopters, fifth-generation fighter jets, long-range rocket artillery. Deploy whatever you want here, as long as you pay the rent. It's your right as tenants."

Kang De's gaze was open, pure, bright, and clear.

He said sincerely, "I wouldn't care even if you deployed nuclear weapons here. In fact, I'd love for you to put your most elite troops and most advanced weapons here. Why? For safety."

The Fire Thief pointed outside again. "Zhuerban, a natural deep-water harbor, I see it. There are still many undeveloped coastal areas that can be built into world-class deep-water ports and naval ports. You can even dock your aircraft carriers here for repairs, surveillance, and stationing. I won't care about these things."

A hint of interest appeared on the president's face.

It can be used to station troops.

This means that more can be done.

Some things are understood but not spoken.

--The garrison is certainly not for defense against Kang De.

Kang De leaned against the control panel and said calmly, "You see, the insect hive is enormous, so large that humans have no way to move or relocate it. Most of our research can only be concentrated on Zhuerban's homeland."

"There is only one Zerg hive, but five permanent members of the Security Council. This contains a wealth of secrets and potential technological advancements. No one wants to fall behind in the next energy revolution. In international affairs, you often scheme against each other and plot against one another; even fathers and sons are not immune to this..."

Upon hearing this, the France president even showed a slight smile.

Even if this China person is a bastard, a greedy hyena, or a mean-spirited scoundrel, his behavior of making fun of the United Kingdom and the United States is still commendable.

Kang De continued, "... It is foreseeable that even without my intervention, you would be fighting amongst yourselves, resulting in a futile co-governance and joint development, where you would also undermine and sabotage each other, causing unnecessary internal friction. In that case, I will take over Zhuerban, and you can all focus on your own tasks without worrying about anyone taking more than their share or secretly growing stronger. Isn't that much better?"

--Pah, we're worried that China will take more than its share! You're a complete and utter great power chauvinist. It would be strange if you didn't secretly try to gain benefits for your country. There's a limit to how much you can talk nonsense.

But this kind of thing is unavoidable.

But they can exert their influence in secret.

Kang De, you're standing right in front of us, ready to play the game according to the rules.

Although he was already tempted, the essence of politics lies in keeping a straight face and not letting the other party see what you're thinking... The president still wanted to play it safe.

But Kang De clearly did not understand this so-called political essence.

He has always acted according to his own will and methods.

The president could only listen.

Kang De said, "Furthermore, I intend to establish a school for extraordinary individuals in Zhuerban, to discuss our future and that of humanity with colleagues from all over the world. Gentlemen, times have changed, as you have seen. The extraordinary individuals cultivated and created according to the ideas of various countries have great flaws. Perhaps I can offer experience from another path... As for how to choose, how to decide, and how to handle the changed relationships, that is your business. I have proposed this idea; whether or not to send people here to study is up to you."

He smiled gently, "Remember to bring enough money for tuition, textbooks, and accommodation."

The president's expression changed slightly.

My heart trembled.

As a wild superhuman, Kang De did not grow up according to the tacitly agreed-upon training model of various governments. Without relying on any technological power, he possessed terrifying combat strength and might. Governments should be extremely wary of and guard against him, and even more so against the emergence of a second person like him...

But he said he wanted to start a school to pass on his advanced experience.

In other words, he teaches extraordinary individuals to follow his path, to hone themselves without relying on external things, so that they may possess terrifying and unparalleled power... This means fewer flaws and weaknesses.

So.

--Of course, we refused. If we train superhumans to be this strong, so powerful without relying on technology or equipment, how will we manage them in the future? How will we quickly suppress any problems that arise?

This is an instinctive thought that arises in the minds of those in positions of power.

The nature of rulers is suspicious, distrustful, averse to uncertainty, and fond of maintaining stability.

However, the pathetic nature of human beings goes beyond this.

After this thought arose, another venomous idea began to gnaw at the mind.

--I won't send anyone with superhuman abilities. What if the United Kingdom do?

This is a very real problem.

What do you do when your potential enemies raise a double-edged sword, knowing they might cut themselves, but the blade already strikes before they can?

The president remained silent for a long time.

Then he said, "We need a formal conference call, Kang De, not just for you and me, but also for the United States, United Kingdom, Russia, and..."

Kang De waved his hand and gave a peaceful smile.

"The people participating in this meeting are King Chakat II of Comora and Gambia. I have said all I need to say. In the end, I am just a commoner, a chieftain of Comora. What merit do I have to be able to chat and laugh with you gentlemen? I don't even dare to call you by your names."

He chuckled, "Anyway, hurry up. It would be best to start today. Tens of thousands of Zhuerban's people are hanging in the hive. I can help create a passage, but the task of rescuing them, bringing them up, and fooling them will have to be left to you. By the way, time seems to be running out. I don't know how long the remaining energy in the hive can sustain these people... That's all I have to say. I should take my leave."

The president was silent for a moment before slowly nodding. "We will contact you again."

Now, he wants to have a good talk with the leaders of the various countries.

In retrospect, Kang De's almost arrogant assumptions and proposals... seem rather interesting.

Signal interrupted.

The LCD screen gradually rose.

The crew on the bridge breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got up, breathing in small gasps. They still dared not look at Kang De; the previous time felt like an eternity.

Kang De looked at Sergeant Luo, who was sitting by the cabin door. He had seen him last time when the specimens were delivered; it was this kind translator who had translated the conversation between the captain and Big Bob for him outside the door earlier.

"Come, friend," he said, "Translate for me."

The captain's eyes flickered, his heart pounded like a drum, unsure how to face this person.

--Damn bureaucrats, damn president, what's going on here!

After Kang De exchanged a few words with Sergeant Luo shrank over and said, "Sir, he asked, aren't we already out of the Gambia waters and in international waters?"

The captain nodded at first, then his expression hardened—what was this guy up to?

The sergeant translated, and Kang De spoke a few more polite words, even nodding amicably to the captain. The sergeant continued, "Captain, this Mr. Kant says that it's a long way from here to the coast of Gambia, and he doesn't know the way. Could we trouble you to take him back to Gambia?"

--Don't know the way? Then how did you catch up with me?

The captain said, "We'll send a helicopter to take him back."

"Sir... Sir, he said he gets seasick in helicopters and only wants to travel by boat," Sergeant Luo said softly, his voice even trembling with a hint of a sob. "Anyway, please agree to his request. The president has already said that..."

Some time later, Kang De set foot on the harbor of Zhuerban.

The Knight Astolfo made a circle and then sailed away.

At this time, Zhuerban was deserted and empty. The insect swarm had even dispersed. The streets were filled with dilapidated buildings, and there was nothing left—no food, no greenery, and no living creatures.

Walking through such a deserted city must be terrifying.

But Kang De was already used to it.

He strolled through the streets of Zhuerban when the voice of his Iron Son rang out. "Father, why let other countries study the insect hive? We can destroy it."

Kang De paused for a moment, then said, "Because I feel uneasy... I have two paths before me: the path of magic in another world, and the path of technology on Earth. The Grewind Swarm has already affected Earth, and perhaps even greater disasters will follow. I don't know if the other world has any way to deal with it."

"But I was born on Earth, and I've understood the power of science since I was a child. Living in this atmosphere and with these concepts, I wondered if the White Mist, the insect swarms, the Sound of Doomsday —could Earth's path be analyzed and interpreted from another perspective? If elites and top talents from various countries worked together, it would be much faster than if I did it myself."

Horus seemed to be deep in thought.

"Is the establishment of so-called schools for extraordinary individuals also based on similar considerations?"

Kang De nodded. "Hmm, a little... I feel uneasy about the future. If a similar disaster were to happen to Earth, I hope that other nations could become my effective allies. Earth should possess the power to protect itself and even fight back. Not only should other worlds learn Earth's ideas and technologies, but Earth should also learn something useful from other worlds... Alas, it's too early to talk about this now. Let's take it one step at a time."

"Most nations would be interested in establishing schools for extraordinary individuals, their concern being that their competitors would become stronger," Horus said gravely. "But they might not necessarily share the research findings."

Kang De smiled and said, "Yes, as long as they have the habit of recording experimental progress and storing experimental reports, they will definitely share with me... just in ways they can't imagine."

A dark light shone.

Kang De and Horus disappeared from the earth.

Arriving in the White Mist World.

The White Mist dissipated.

The city is deserted, with the vast ocean to the west and an endless plain to the east.

He pointed to the calm sea. "In a while, I will refresh the world, and the 'Knight Astolfo' Horizon class frigate will appear in the waters west of Zhuerban. After that, there will be a large amount of building materials, supply supplies, and even large building complexes, followed by a top-secret, advanced research base with a large amount of research equipment."

"The nations will never know what I will gain. Even with a foolproof internal network and the most stringent security measures, I will still be able to obtain all their research data and findings."

Although Horus had already understood his father's plan, hearing it from him now still left him feeling inexplicably shocked and... pleased.

"This is the most brilliant scheme of getting something for nothing I've ever seen," it chuckled. "You even intend to profit from the advanced weaponry and armaments of various nations for a long time."

Kang De did not show any smugness.

He said softly, "It's just a guarantee... I hope I'll never need it. What I really care about is something else."

He raised his head, snapped his fingers, and the White Mist World could be moved at will. A spatial gate opened, and Kang De's figure disappeared, appearing the next moment in a vast underground space.

Beneath the deep, dark earth, in the vast expanse of the earth, emerges the enormous Grewind Hive, mostly hidden in the boundless darkness, its veins crisscrossing, countless fruits suspended on its branches, and an eerie liquid flowing within, but there is no one there.

Only the dense swarms of locusts lay quietly atop the roots, chambers, and veins of their nests.

Occasionally, it would flap its wings, causing them to shimmer with an unpredictable silver light.

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PS1: 6,000 words! Doom Warriors is about to be released!