Shameless and Even More Shameless

The Lake Huron remains largely calm.

Under the relentless efforts of the military-industrial complex, the Minister of Defense's combination of intimidation and deception, and the pressure from Kang De's frequent antics that left the American Empire soldiers at the Tripwire Base in a state of utter despair, A Chuan finally reluctantly agreed in principle to Kang De's "friendly suggestion."

After all, America has a sense of shame, and her weakness has been exposed.

Unlike China American Empire, the primary task of governing the country is actually diplomacy. All decisions, actions, deployments, and games are actually centered around a core issue: maintaining the economic hegemony of the dollar at all costs. To achieve this, the American Empire must maintain its global standing.

Decades of soft power propaganda, infiltration and control over its allies, and overseas military bases, strategic bombers, and aircraft carrier groups have been enough for the American Empire to barely maintain its current status.

For those troublemakers who dare to challenge the core interests of the Amerikkka, first use diplomatic power, that is, a comprehensive encirclement in terms of public opinion, economy and politics. If that doesn't work, then try diplomacy of force.

This method had always worked, but it's not so effective these days.

Because times have changed.

The awakening of extraordinary abilities is not good news for any nation.

It was originally manageable, because at most it was a matter of the exploited and oppressed lower class in the country accidentally awakening superpowers and then taking revenge on society. It wasn't a big deal, especially for Western countries. Sometimes, it even caused less damage than a mentally ill gunman killing people.

--And what good would it do for lowly wage slaves to take revenge on society? Foolish and pathetic creatures, even if they gained power and began to retaliate, would only target other wage slaves, just those with slightly higher status. At worst, they'd target public officials, who were also employees. No matter how many they killed, they wouldn't harm a single hair on the heads of the officials. After all, they were pitiful creatures at the bottom, not even understanding who had caused their miserable lives; they would only kill and humiliate each other among their own social class—it's laughable.

The political factions and interest groups in various countries are very adept at this: they win one side over another, then open their arms and share some benefits with the other side, making the ignorant lower-class people overjoyed. They then recruit them and bring them under their control, allowing the superhumans who have finally risen through the ranks to continue their infighting.

But this ingenious trick, which has worked every time since ancient times, is gradually becoming less effective.

Because of changes.

The Comora Swarm, the West Coast Trolls.

This massive, destructive, and uncommunicative supernatural event struck the hearts of rulers around the world like a heavy hammer, leaving them somewhat bewildered.

Even worse news is that there is a communist from China who claims to be the strongest superhuman in the world, capable of controlling the wind and rain (realistically), and seems to be stronger than all the oddballs from various countries combined.

Given the series of major events that have occurred in recent months, many countries are harboring uneasy suspicions. If such large-scale supernatural intrusions become more frequent in the future, will their "Amerikkka patron" continue to provide reassuring supernatural security?

After all, they've been drained by the US dollar every year, paying countless protection fees; surely they should make some noise, right?

--No.

The startling evidence is the Comora coup, in which France was behind the scenes, only to be thoroughly thrashed by the communist elements in China, while the American Empire remained indifferent.

If France who doesn't get along with the American Empire, forgets the favors of World War II, and spends all its time trying to build a Greater Europe Army, then it's understandable that the American Empire ignores Britain. But the experience of its core ally, Germany, is even more surprising to other countries— France suffered a setback, Britain gloated, but not long after, it was also attacked by communists under some pretext, and the American Empire remained unmoved.

Oh...

Given the rumors and gossip following the Leviathan incident, and the widespread discussion in various countries, it's understandable that the A Chuan Amerikkka, having repeatedly used its iron fist to defeat its allies, would suffer a backlash in its reputation.

Just then, another nuclear power plant incident occurred on the US-Canada border.

When the government intervenes, it's both prudent and precise. China without considering anything else, directly telling the American Empire one thing: if you don't agree to let us have a share, we'll broadcast your dismal state live to world leaders and then promote our private entrepreneur Kang De, to them.

In this era of change and awakening, if the American Empire cannot prove that it also holds a dominant position in this new field, the damage to its image, confidence, and credibility will be enormous.

The loss of these prestige, status, and credibility will severely damage the economic hegemony of the US dollar, and once this system is shaken, it will be the beginning of an Amerikkka upheaval within the United States.

Fuck your mother.

The Amerikkka haven't had their lungs pierced in countless years. Even A Chuan realized the seriousness of the problem, but Kang De possessed unparalleled overwhelming strength, and the timing and placement of China attack were so perfect that it left the white politicians impotently furious and helpless.

There's no other way but to talk.

Deeply resentful, the American Empire began inviting China to the United States for negotiations.

They then presented several demands in a forceful manner.

First, a superhuman organization should be established within the framework of the United Nations to conduct restraint, control, and rescue operations. Second, the United China should not participate in the Titan operation as an official or stakeholder, nor should it disclose any related information. Third, Kang De should participate in the hunt as a private entrepreneur in Comora and sign an employment contract as a military contractor for the Amerikkka.

Based on this, the Amerikkka agreed to share its research findings on Titan with the China, but the research base for Titan must be located within the American Empire. However, the China could send researchers to participate in the progress.

These requests, when sent back to China, made the civil servants in the relevant departments laugh for a long time.

After some discussion, everyone responded.

--I'm sorry, the negotiations cannot take place in the United States; they must be China.

American Empire officials were furious and protested, saying that this concerned the national interests of the Amerikkka, and that the Amerikkka was only willing to cooperate with China for the benefit of all mankind and the principle of openness, inclusiveness and progress, and that it was China's responsibility to negotiate!

The response from the China side was sarcastic and ambiguous.

--I apologize, but all our personnel involved in the negotiations have been barred from entering the country by your side. They have decided to strictly abide by Amerikkka. laws and respect the U. S. decision, and therefore cannot travel. Furthermore, we request that the U. S. not lift the sanctions or grant diplomatic permission for this reason. We respect the West's spirit of contract and absolutely do not want you to make an exception for this.

The US was furious... Damn it, why don't you send some troops that haven't been sanctioned!

--I'm sorry, these are the only people available right now. We would really appreciate it if your country could make a trip here.

--Please also note that you must not send any politicians who have been sanctioned by China or who have made statements that have hurt the feelings of the China people to China. There are reports that Mr. Kang De, a private entrepreneur from China, will be returning to China soon and may use your country's diplomatic flights as a stopover. If he meets with anti-China figures on the plane, it could potentially hurt the feelings of the people of both countries. China can do nothing about this, as our laws cannot restrain or restrict such individuals before the flight arrives in China.

After a while, the American officials who were in contact with China were all turned into firecrackers.

Normally, given our country's diplomatic practices, such a lively event would never have occurred. After all, we are a superior nation and value dignity... But if Kang De had intervened, things would have been a different story.

Although the seasoned elders felt that such verbal gains were meaningless, Kang De said to take the opportunity to vent his anger, so they let it go. After all, it was harmless, and it wasn't worth creating a rift with a promising young comrade over such a trivial matter, especially since it was their honeymoon period.

On the contrary, the frontline staff in the foreign affairs department were extremely happy. Everyone was used to blasting some stupid foreign media reporters at press conferences. Even if they felt good about it, they knew that the other party would never put a single word they said into the report... Opportunities like this, where they could strike hard, were truly rare.

Kang De scoffed at the demands made by the American Empire and flatly rejected them.

The United Nations's security department for extraordinary individuals is dedicated to restraining and controlling extraordinary individuals worldwide and resolving extraordinary intrusion incidents globally.

"Sir, how can you protect the Earth by associating with these insects!"

As for being employed by the American Empire as a military contractor, that's not a problem.

"One hundred billion dollars! Give me one hundred billion dollars and I'll tear this Titan apart right here and now! But I don't want your paper money. Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, so bring Iowa to settle the debt!"

When the people at the White House heard AWSL's offer, although they were mentally prepared, they were still furious at the China company's exorbitant price. They wanted to invite AWSL Company's top executives to the US for further discussions, but...

"--You didn't expect that, did you! Many of our company's senior executives were also punished by you! Damn it, they've finally fallen into our hands!"

China Chinese side was already struggling to cope, and AWSL was also very aggressive. After A Chuan and his team made compromises, they hoped that Kang De could resolve Titan quickly and effectively. However, the China boy was unyielding and made outrageous demands, with each condition more outrageous than the last.

"One billion dollars, one billion dollars as my consulting fee. 'Consultant' means just talking nonsense without doing anything. It's like you're paying me to boss you around and make sarcastic remarks. If you're happy serving me, I might give you some reasonably reasonable advice—otherwise, I'll continue causing trouble!"

On A Chuan's desk was a long list of services.

Kang De could help with arms transport and combat support, including delivering supplies, rescuing the wounded, and even defending against Titan's long-range attacks to reduce American casualties, and so on.

Compared to the numerous expenses incurred by US troops stationed abroad under various pretexts, this fee is not outrageous.

However, these services are limited to areas "outside the Deceleration Field".

Once the service involves Deceleration Field, the charges increase exponentially.

A single diversionary attack costs two billion US dollars, assisting the US in delivering heavy firepower is charged based on yield, and entering Deceleration Field with the US military starts at tens of billions of dollars.

As for Kang De directly defeating the Titan, that would amount to hundreds of billions.

"Property rights, oh property rights! You still think it's too expensive? You think charging so much for something I can do with a few simple movements is ridiculous? You only see how easy it is for me, but you don't see how hard I worked to improve! The tears and sweat I shed during my training are all going towards the cost of each and every service!"

"Nonsense, that's Deceleration Field. My strength will be suppressed. In other words, I'm taking a huge risk. Shouldn't that be charged extra?"

"What? You don't want to talk anymore? You don't have to. Our company values honest business practices and free trade, and we absolutely respect our customers' choices."

As the world's number one imperialist power, the Amerikkka naturally avoids reason whenever possible. However, when it comes time to reason, it finds that its opponent is completely unreasonable.

That's really lame.

From inside the White House came A Chuan's umpteenth roar.

"I'm saying..."

Inside the Titan's Arcane Dome Core, two computer pods stood side by side. Parrot, with her legs crossed, munched on potato chips and was blasting foreigners in Operation Garden. As a top-tier powerhouse and a chosen elf, her reflexes and limb control far surpassed those of ordinary people. Before long, she was kicked off the server due to her excessively high K/D ratio.

Kang De sat on the other side watching the grumbling Parrot quit the game, and then asked Horus.

"Is everything alright?"

This is the American Empire's top priority right now. If they were to accidentally discover that Titan is connected to a mobile network and playing games on the Origin platform, that would be a disaster.

"No problem." Horus confirmed, "Using the internal network of the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant as cover, and adding an extra layer of data protection, I'll detect any traces immediately."

Kang De then nodded.

The Parrot thought for a moment, then enthusiastically opened the Rainbow Six Siege again.

Upon arriving on Earth, she neither excitedly wandered around nor thought about systematically and comprehensively understanding this strange and powerful Civilization. Instead, she immediately had Kang De create several computers and mobile phones.

Then play it to the max.

After all, neither the White Mist World nor the Otherworld had internet access, and she could only imagine and yearn for many games by listening to Kang De's descriptions.

She started the game as if no one else was around, while her other hand deftly swiped across the five mobile phones set up next to her, simultaneously flirting with girls in Chaldea, Rhodes Island, the Hyperion, the Naval Base, and Heian-kyo.

While loading the potato server, I also dragged the laptop next to me and, with superhuman speed, hurled insults at various countries' idiots in different languages on Twitter, 4chan, and Weibo, before finally landing on Pixiv and leaving a heartfelt blessing from the king of elves from another world.

After doing all that, she unscrewed the bottle of soda next to her and chugged it down.

Then he turned to Kang De and shouted, "I'm hungry! I want a family bucket! Freshly fried!"

"..."

Let's shock her with Titan electricity.

The Parrot picked up a cell phone and showed it off, saying, "Look, look, isn't my new wife beautiful?"

Kang De snorted, his face showing disdain.

He's way past that age; he's nothing but a facade, a pandering image painted by mortals, a mere illusion used by humans to numb themselves.

He has already embarked on the most magnificent undertaking in the world, fighting for the well-being and future of people from both worlds. He has comrades to whom he can entrust everything, a soulmate who understands him perfectly, and fellow travelers who follow and respect him. This kind of pointless stuff used to fool pathetic mortals, the so-called anime fantasies, is truly...

The Parrot asked, "I'm kind of interested... Which one would you like to see me cosplay?"

Kang De immediately replied, "Saint Joan of Arc swimsuit from Kantai Collection, please!"

--Unable to refuse.

"Hmph." The Parrot gave him the middle finger and leaned back in its chair. "Speaking of which, you've been really getting on A Chuan's nerves lately."

Kang De came up behind her, took off her headphones, and ruffled her green hair. "What's wrong?"

The feel is as good as ever -- when the Parrot was still Parrot, he liked to reach out and tap her little head, poking it repeatedly. Sometimes he would touch her breasts, which were swollen from eating a lot, and then he would yell at her for being a pervert and bite her finger, which hurt terribly.

Malegith, after being rubbed a few times, subconsciously twisted her neck at an angle that looked extremely dangerous and terrifying to a human. She reached out and bit his finger, nibbling twice, and mumbled, "Aren't you afraid that if you blackmail A Chuan too much, he'll really go all out and give you a hundred billion, or even persuade your country to urge you to take action and capture this Titan as soon as possible? How will you refuse then?"

She loosened her grip and glanced at Kang De sideways. "When you get the money, but the equipment and plans have all fallen through, you'll be in trouble, won't you?"

Kang De replied nonchalantly, "No, that's not true. I have a way to deal with it."

What method?

The simple-minded Earthling replied, "Persuade the nation to make concessions and agree to allow the Titan research base to be located within the American Empire territory, in exchange for other benefits, and then..."

He shrugged. "Then I'll just create some alchemical golems to attack that research institute repeatedly. Each attack will be just the right amount of force, enough to keep the stationed US troops busy, forcing them to reinforce their troops and set up defenses... a sustainable way to fleece them."

After hearing Malegith's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "You're so sexy!"

"There's something even more outrageous, you know?"

"... What?"

"What's even more outrageous is that even though the American Empire cooperated with my plan this time, delivering their work and providing military and tactical support to help me defeat Griffin and successfully contain the 'Titan' in a secret research facility within their territory..."

He touched his chin, revealing a pure and upright smile.

"--I still intend to do that."

"..."

The Parrot stared at Kang De for a long time, then sighed, "It's fate that the American Empire and the Star Palace have encountered you."

Kang De shrugged and said, "Aren't you happy?"

"I'm so happy, I'd love to let you choose another cosplay."

Malegith jumped up, wrapped her arms around Kang De's neck, and spun him around. "Your idea is excellent," she said enthusiastically. "But there's a problem: what if the sustained offensive becomes too much for the American Empire, leading them to decide to destroy the Titan?"

Kang De replied, "First of all, the probability is not high. After all, the American Empire States has gone to great lengths and will inevitably expect something in return. But to prevent such thoughts from arising and to continuously increase the sunk costs of the American Empire, we need to make them extract useful technologies from 'Titan' and transform them into our own technological advancements..."

The Parrot thought for a moment, then approved, "That's a very good idea. So, if we want them to figure out any reverse engineering, I'll have to step in..."

Kang De hugged her back and laughed, "But before that, we can proceed with the next phase of the operation."

"After all, we need to put more pressure on the American Empire."

He communicated with the Titan, conveying his will, and long-absent, massive war machines began to rumble and operate.

Global Hawk, which was closely monitoring the area, transmitted real-time images. The Titan, which had deployed its magic array and was facing south, finally moved, as if the long-standing ritual had finally come to an end. A huge bolt of lightning descended from the sky, the ground rose, and mysterious forces formed a high platform, stretching out its spikes and pointing towards the sky.

"That looks like..."

An expert in the operations room pondered, "An altar?"

A Chuan murmured, "It seems like something is about to come out..."

The Grand Commander's intuition was quickly proven correct. A dazzling orb of light burned like a ribbon on the altar, and amidst a series of illusory ripples, a steel golem slowly emerged from the altar with heavy steps.

One after another.

Under the watchful eyes of Earthlings, one by one, bizarre non-human beings emerged from the altar, bowed reverently to the colossal Titan, and then dispersed like loyal guards.

Various magical effects, "which are incomprehensible but obviously very powerful," shone from these puppets.

But that was just special effects.

With his invisibility activated, Kang De walked among the puppets. The Power of the Fire Thief was quietly activated, the earth collapsed, the soil disappeared, and all sorts of impressive-looking devices began to be set up.

As he watched all this, A Chuan stared in disbelief and exclaimed, "This is... a trench?"

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PS1: I got a bunch of medicine, they said I need to take care of myself... I should be fine for now, and I feel much better after a day of this. But the sad thing is, because of all this, and with the temperature difference in Hangzhou being so big lately, I feel like I'm catching a cold...

PS2: That's all for today. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow and have to catch a flight, so I need to go to sleep now. I'll try to write more in the next two days, but there are uncontrollable factors. I'm really sorry. Good night.