476: Winning Learning

“Old Trump is looking for me?” Yang Dian was a little puzzled:

“What could he want with me?”

“I don't want to talk to the old man, have Ivanka call me.”

“Your request has been relayed to Trump,” Ya Zi's words made Yang Dian's vision go dark:

“I was joking with you, why did you take it seriously?”

“Forget it, connect me to Old Trump's communication.”

As Yang Dian's words fell, a virtual projection of Comrade Trump, looking a bit haggard, appeared beside Yang Dian.

Trump noticed Yang Dian had connected the communication and immediately smoothed his hair:

“My dear Yang, after receiving your message, I was just about to call Ivanka to have her contact you on my behalf.”

“But you know, our relationship became very delicate after that incident, and she hasn't connected my communication yet.”

“What makes me happy is that even without Ivanka, you still answered my call.”

“Isn't that absolutely thrilling?”

“This means our friendship transcends beauty!”

Looking at Trump, who was clearly meeting Yang Dian for the first time, yet still acted very familiar with him.

This personality truly matched his outward appearance.

“So, President Donald, may I ask what matter you wished to communicate with me about?”

“It's like this, my dear Yang.” Trump picked up the red hat on the table, put it on his head to cover his increasingly thinning hair, and continued:

“I have a very, very, very big and beautiful plan that I want to invite you to participate in.”

“As long as you participate in this very, very, very big and beautiful plan, I will become the King of North America, and you will become the God of Earth!”

“Everyone will prostrate at our feet, becoming resources on our path to becoming stronger.”

Yang Dian turned to look at Scarlett beside him, Ben, who had separated from the psionic spaceship, and the Machina in the distance, who were pretending to be casual but closely observing.

“So, is your 'big and beautiful plan' suitable to be discussed in public?”

“Not 'big and beautiful',” Trump stated solemnly, “It's a very, very, very big and beautiful plan.”

“As long as you participate in this plan, whether others know about it or not is not important.”

Yang Dian chuckled and replied:

“So, can I understand it this way: your 'big and beautiful plan' can only succeed if I participate?”

Trump's swaying body paused, then he heard Yang Dian say:

“So, for a plan that I can accomplish alone, why do you need to be involved?”

“Because you need me!” Trump said with inexplicable confidence:

“You need me to help you beautify your image in the eyes of the people of America, thereby replacing Jesus as the new God.”

“Believe me, if we join forces, we will achieve an unprecedented victory.”

Very good.

It's all about beauty and victory, very much in line with Old Trump's winning philosophy.

“So, what is your so-called plan?”

“I only started planning this plan after I knew you arrived in America, and it's not completely perfected yet.” Old Trump showed no embarrassment on his face, still brimming with confidence:

“Believe me, once I have completely perfected this plan, it will be a very, very, very big and beautiful plan.”

“So, your 'big and beautiful plan' is just a draft, or not even a draft?”

Yang Dian was speechless.

He truly fell for Trump's trickery.

Knowing it was Trump, he still connected his communication.

'Was I really blinded by a ghost?'

Rubbing his brows, Yang Dian reached for his communication bracelet:

“Then, once you've perfected your 'big and beautiful plan', apply to communicate with me again.”

“Oh, and before applying for communication, send me your 'big and beautiful plan' first. I'll decide whether to connect your communication request again after I've reviewed the plan.”

With that, Yang Dian directly ended the communication.

“I really fell for his trickery!”

As Yang Dian complained, on the other end of the communication, Trump stared at his bracelet for a moment, then turned to his aide:

“Dyson, do you think he rejected my plan?”

Dyson shook his head:

“No, Mr. President, believe me, your 'big and beautiful plan' is unique, and it will lead the people of America, and the people of Earth, to a great victory. You must stick to the 'big and beautiful plan'!”

Old Trump regained his spirits:

“It's not the 'big and beautiful plan', it's a very, very, very big and beautiful plan...”

In the Black Palace, Old Trump once again emphasized the word 'very'.

Outside New York City, Yang Dian waved his hand, bringing the psionic spaceship - Brilliance, which had been suppressed under the Blood Qi Great Hand Seal, and the meteor-like primordial cell to his front.

He casually used the power of the Dimension Butterfly to completely Seal them.

One second, the primordial cell was just Sealed.

The next second, the extraordinary Dragon beasts and mutated creatures, originally arrayed neatly on the ground, having split, evolved, and multiplied from the primordial cell, began to kill each other.

Watching those monsters slaughter and devour each other, then transform into cocoons to evolve, and moments later, the cocoons burst open, with even more bizarre and powerful monsters emerging from the goo, Yang Dian's pupils involuntarily constricted.

“These monsters...”

After a low murmur, he unsealed the primordial cell.

The next moment, the monsters, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, instantly stopped their movements and all turned to look at Yang Dian.

“So, there's not just a cell here, but also a control terminal?”

Slightly rubbing the 'meteorite', Yang Dian was a bit conflicted.

He had originally planned to take both the psionic spaceship and the primordial cell to Lingwen Star, letting them bring the civilizations and races behind them to Lingwen Star to clash with the Little Star Gods.

But now he found that both of these things contained information terminals.

Would the terminals record Earth's information, or even Earth's coordinates?

The psionic spaceship might not have Earth's coordinates, but the primordial cell definitely did.

After all, this thing fell from the Universe.

Yang Dian would believe it if it said its database contained a cosmic star map.

“So...”

After thinking for a moment, Yang Dian called Dr. Bai.

A few seconds later, Dr. Bai, who seemed to be lacking sleep, connected the communication.

After projecting beside Yang Dian, he first glanced at the meteor-shaped primordial cell in front of Yang Dian, then looked up at the psionic spaceship floating in the sky, and finally looked at Yang Dian and said:

“You've already dealt with the psionic spaceship and the primordial cell?”

“What do you need me for?”

Yang Dian explained his thoughts, then asked:

“Can you access their information databases, acquire the information they store, and at the same time delete information about Earth?”

Dr. Bai frowned slightly:

“I'm not sure if I can do it, but I can try.”

“First, send the primordial cell and the psionic spaceship to my laboratory.”

As he spoke, he looked at the extraordinary Dragon beasts, who had once again begun to kill each other after the primordial cell was resealed:

“As for these things, let them fight.”

“I want to see how far they can fight and evolve.”

“If they can reverse evolve and develop a control center similar to the 'primordial cell'.”

“Then I think we should change the name of the primordial cell.”

Yang Dian understood:

“Like, Zerg Hive?”

Dr. Bai nodded slightly:

“Aside from not spreading creep to collect energy, don't you think their behavior patterns are very similar to the Zerg...””