"Zhao Mai, because my abdication represents the so-called freedom, fraternity and progress, the stock price of Lex Group rose by six percentage points some time ago." Duojian put down the newspaper in his hand and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if you expand slowly. Don't be too dispersed. It's better not to be less than 75%." Zhao Mai responded: "There is no need to make much money. Its influence is the key. Have you noticed that if it weren't for our own newspaper this time, there would probably be not much good words, and public opinion would definitely be different."

Zhao Mai said "a different look" refers to the "Prophet Daily" that he has never dealt with very much. Although the reports in it are short, Dogian has already described it as "a robber, a plunderer, a destroyer of simple folk customs, and an evil magic ruler". No matter how you look at it, you are like the British who were exiled to the American continent to engage in Indian genocide.

With their own news media, at least they have the ability to verbal wars and will not be led by the nose. After the abdication ceremony, the group did not miss Wakanda at all. They immediately left by boat and went to France. Just after they left, the tribal chiefs were preparing to sue Dogian for stealing mineral resources from the League of Nations, which made the transitional parliament unable to transfer power to this day, and new violent conflicts would occur at any time.

In order to show that they have nothing to do with the chaos in Wakanda, this journey is for others to see, so naturally there is no need to drive, and it is better to choose the method of ordinary people. When they come to the Suez Canal, they can already obtain new telegraph newspapers from the local area. This tabloid, which is more like a message compilation, relies entirely on the telegraph network to deliver messages. Each word is valuable and needs to be customized, so it is naturally expensive. Send a report to a number, and then wait to receive the telegraph messages, which the operator will take to you or listen to him to read. You can excerpt the things in it, but you cannot directly take the message away. After all, this is one of the most profitable businesses of the telegraph company. There is no "full of voice and emotion" and "crazy fire", and there is only the simplest description. Therefore, no matter how expensive it is, Dogian will buy one.

In comparison, although the "Prophet Daily" is always asking for trouble for Zhao Mai, the text volume is more and the price is very cheap. Especially those moving pictures, Shatili is very curious and has been trying to analyze the spells here. It is better to give her a hobby, otherwise everyone will not be able to stand it if she only discusses children all day long.

"It's strange. There's a feeling of calmness around you. It seems that the world is not turbulent at all. What's going on?" Serena lived on Earth for 17,000 years. The locals who dressed up naturally conform to the aesthetics of the people on earth, not as "weird" as Zhao Mai and his group. She came out of the cabin and went to the fore deck along the side of the cruise ship. She gained countless eyeballs and praises along the way. The exquisite lace skirt, the top hat with complex colors but just right, the exquisite and playful parasol, and the surging waves of soul vampire supported by her waist are indeed extraordinary.

"I can't find the whereabouts of Apocalypse, probably no one dares to act rashly, right?" Zhao Mai replied with a smile: "I have always maintained a spiritual supernatural field, which can help people think calmly, without any harm. Once I calm down, there will be fewer people who want to come and find trouble, and you will naturally feel calm."

"Is that?" Serena glanced at Zhao Mai: "It's obvious that you have a lot of secrets, just write on your forehead, 'I won't tell you if I have a secret.' Mike, I know that people who ask randomly are annoying, and generally don't have a good ending. I just want to remind you that no matter how confident you are, you must be careful in this storm. If one day you see me suddenly slip away, you'd better start slipping away immediately."

"If you find something dangerous, can't you warn me before slipping away?" Zhao Mai shook his head: "Have you been like this for seven thousand years? Run away quickly when you encounter disaster?"

"Not that," said Serena. "Since the people I care about have died of old age and their descendants have died one by one, I have nothing to defend. Why do I put myself in danger? Therefore, I will not have relationships with anyone who may be immortal, so as not to hesitate when encountering danger. In short, escape first, fight to the death if you can't. Whether it's running or fighting, dragging the mud is the most dangerous situation. Are you right?"

"Uh, I can't argue with you, but I think differently from you."

"About seven thousand years ago, I saw Apocalypse on this land. He was still young and very handsome at that time." Serena pointed to the west of the canal, and could vaguely see the black shadow of the pyramid in the vast desert. "He still has gray skin and blue lips, not as blue as it is now, and his body is not as strong as it is now. He was treated as a god. The Egyptians built pyramids to praise him, which was larger than the current Khufu pyramid, but he felt that the pyramid was not beautiful enough."

"He just raised his hands and a pyramid pierced the clouds appeared on the horizon. He said it was a gift for me." Serena blinked her eyes, with a smile on her face: "I am a woman from the Paleolithic age. I can be happy for a long time with leftover fish bones as a necklace. Have you seen such a spectacular thing before? So I agreed to stay by his side and rule the land."

"Ah, there is still this history? I probably guessed that you were old acquaintances, but I didn't expect..." Zhao Mai swallowed. Did he beat Serena's past boyfriend to death? "Later, how did you two separate?"

"He wants to rule this land, but I don't like the troublesome things, so I separated." Serena said: "I think if I helped him at that time, he would really be able to rule the land, at least there would be no problem along the Mediterranean and Central Asia. East Asia will not make plans for now, it was too strong at that time. Any move that wanted to go past would be resolved and would become useless."

"Hehe..." Zhao Mai didn't know how to continue, so he could only smile foolishly.

"Mike, history has no ifs. My assumptions have no meaning except to increase melancholy. I don't know what the 'if' will happen. I only know that 17,000 years, and most of the time I survived in this way. Apocalypse has lived for more than 7,000 years and has never been a match. This time I suddenly encountered you? No matter how small the chance is, there is no absolute invincibility in this world?"

The cruise ship sounded its whistle, and the entrance to the Mediterranean appeared in the distance. A blue sea appeared in the vast yellow desert, and began to turn the horizon into sea level. It was a very magnificent picture. A group of seagulls flew from the northern sky. They saw that the cruise ship would come to the deck to grab the food from passengers, and the crew had warned them many times in advance.

More than a dozen seagulls flew over, rushed down, and then lined up and landed on the railings of the deck, staring at Zhao Mai with small eyes, just like soldiers waiting for inspection. They felt the natural force emitted by Zhao Mai, and half of the feeling of closeness and curiosity, so they came down to take a look. Zhao Mai took out the legion bread and threw it into the air, allowing them to divide it themselves.

Most of the seagulls roared and fought for it, but only one of the largest ones was not involved. It half jumped and half flew to Zhao Mai's shoulders, muttering a few words. Zhao Mai touched its head and gave it the remaining bread.
Chapter completed!