Atlanta Nation, Kentucky's mountain range.
A fortress-like building stood there, surrounded by at least ten thousand armed Atlanta Nation soldiers.
There was also an Army Airport not far away.
Patrol helicopters filled the sky. If one went even higher, passed through the atmosphere, and looked up, one could see at least five military satellites watching the fortress.
This place was known as the safest place in the world. Not even a mosquito could fly inside.
It was also the center of Atlanta Nation's wealth reserves, and the place where the nation stored the most gold.
The Treasury, also known as the National Vault.
In fact, the treasury of every country was bound to be filled with gold, because gold was something that never lost its value.
Moreover, gold was also an important material for the jewelry, electronics, communications, and aviation industries, among many others. It was indispensable in countless places.
That was why, even after thousands of years, gold remained the most precious symbol of wealth.
Today, this place welcomed a guest—Old Te.
Even though he was the president, he could not enter the treasury whenever he pleased. He needed the simultaneous approval of three departments.
Although nobody knew what Old Te intended to do, the three departments still agreed, allowing him to come here.
Old Te himself had only been here twice before.
After signing a huge stack of tedious documents, Old Te was finally led by the treasury's chief administrator to Atlanta Nation's vault of wealth.
"Mr. ZT, is there something you need here?" the administrator asked, still puzzled.
Old Te replied without changing his expression, "I know I'll be leaving office soon. Before I go, I wanted to see the powerful foundations of our Atlanta Nation and pay my respects. Surely that's all right?"
The administrator was