177: Chapter 175 Malice, Aftermath, Calmness

However, just as the Supreme Command Headquarters of the Dragon Country was making intensive preparations for this unprecedented "Lunar Buffet."

A conspiracy targeting Luo Yu, the Dragon Country, and even the entire world was quietly brewing on the other side of the ocean, deep within the White House, which had just been stripped of all its dignity.

Eagle Country, White House, Presidential Office.

The floor was littered with shattered antique fragments and cigar butts.

The President's eyes were bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost all his chips. He stared fixedly at the screen, at the in-depth analysis report jointly released by major global media outlets, titled "The Post-Nuclear Era: The Absolute Rule of the Dragon Country and the Future of the World."

Between the lines of the report, it was filled with praise for the Dragon Country, awe for Luo Yu, and... ruthless mockery of the complete end of the Eagle Country's former hegemony.

Every sentence was like a needle, piercing his heart fiercely.

"Lost... We have completely lost..." the President muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.

The nuclear weapons were gone, the fleet was ruined, and even their last technological trump card had been taken as a pet by someone else.

He could not think of any cards he had left to play.

"No, Mr. President, we have not lost yet." A cold voice rang out from the shadows of the office.

The intelligence chief slowly stepped out from the shadows, his eyes burning with an almost insane flame.

"We still have one last card in our hands."

He walked up to the President and placed a black tablet with no markings on the desk.

"What is this?" the President frowned.

"It is all the data on 'Pandora'."

The intelligence chief's voice carried a strange, seductive quality, "Including its origin, an analysis of its abilities, and... all the research data on that cross-dimensional space beacon still remaining beneath the ruins of Area 51."

"What do you want to do?" A flicker of wariness flashed in the President's eyes.

"I am doing nothing."

The intelligence chief grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained yellow by tobacco, and said with a sinister smile, "However, Mr. President, you can do it. You can make this information public."

"What?!" The President stood up abruptly, "You are crazy! This will cause global panic! One Abyss World is already enough; do you also want the whole world to know that there might be a higher-dimensional civilization above our heads that could descend at any moment?!"

"Panic? Isn't that exactly what we need?" the intelligence chief said maniacally, "The whole world thinks the crisis is over, that the Dragon Country has become the savior, and Luo Yu has become a god. Why do they deserve to enjoy this peace? Why do they get to stand on the moral high ground and mock us?"

"We lost, but we cannot let them win so comfortably!"

"Release this information! Tell the world that Luo Yu has not solved the crisis; he has opened an even more terrifying Pandora's box! That 'Pandora' is just the beginning! That space beacon is another sword hanging over the heads of all humanity!"

"Let everyone fall into panic, let everyone be unable to sleep! Let them question the Dragon Country, let them interrogate Luo Yu! Why did he capture 'Pandora' but keep the space beacon a secret? Does he want to monopolize the technology from the higher-dimensional civilization?"

"When everyone is struggling in panic and suspicion, who will still remember how miserably we, the Eagle Country, once lost?"

The intelligence chief's words were like the whispers of a devil; every word struck the President's heart, which was already filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

Indeed. I am not having a good time. None of you should have a good time either!

The President's breathing gradually became heavy. He picked up the tablet, his finger hovering over the "Publish" button for a long time.

Finally, he pressed it down fiercely.

"Since the world needs an enemy..." a crazy light flickered in the President's eyes, "Then let there be one more enemy."

The next day, when Luo Yu was still in the dormitory of the East Sea Defense Line, studying the internal structure diagram of "kunlun three," and considering whether to arrange a "deluxe single room" with a window for Godzilla or just let it sleep in the cargo hold, General Zhan Kuang rushed in anxiously.

"Something happened, Marshal!" General Zhan Kuang's face was livid, holding a military tablet in his hand; the screen was flooded with the same news.

"Shocking! Pandora's box has been opened! Humanity faces the threat of high-dimensional invasion!"

"The shocking secret beneath Area 51: Cross-dimensional space beacon may become the source of world destruction!"

"Why did Marshal Luo Yu of the Dragon Country hide the truth? Monopolizing high-dimensional technology or having other ulterior motives?"

The source of the news was a top-secret file codenamed "Pandora," over a hundred pages long, released officially by the White House of the Eagle Country.

The file detailed the origin of that dark green little snake—a spacecraft that crashed in the last century, suspected to be from a higher-dimensional space.

The file used a large amount of experimental data and theoretical speculation to depict a terrifying future: the awakening of Pandora was just a beginning; it was like a signal that activated the "space beacon" left behind beneath the ruins of Area 51.

And that beacon was very likely a stable, two-way portal, behind which lay a civilization far more powerful and unknown than the Abyss World.

At the end of the report, it posed a question to the whole world in bold, blood-red font: "When the threat of the abyss has not yet faded, the shadow of higher dimensions has already loomed. We cannot help but ask, why did Luo Yu and the Dragon Country behind him choose to keep it a secret after discovering such a major security risk? Was it for the safety of all humanity, or to keep this 'high-dimensional legacy,' which may contain supreme power, for themselves?"

This report was extremely malicious in its intent. It avoided armed confrontation with Luo Yu and Godzilla, turning instead to launch a public opinion war from the levels of "information" and "morality."

"Damn it! These people are like flies! They can't beat us in a fight, so they just buzz behind our backs, being disgusting!" General Zhan Kuang was so angry that he slammed his fist onto the table, leaving a shallow dent in the alloy surface.

"This trick of 'diverting the disaster' is played quite smoothly; after becoming a global laughingstock themselves, they want to drag the whole world into the water, giving no one peace."

He looked at Luo Yu, with a bit of worry on his face: "Marshal, it's already frying pan out there. This move by the Eagle Country has shifted everyone's attention from the success of the 'Fire Seed Project' to the panic of 'high-dimensional invasion.' Many small countries, and even some within the alliance, have already started questioning. Should we... postpone our plan to go to the moon?"

"Postpone?" Luo Yu put down the structure diagram in his hand, looked up at those sensational headlines on the tablet, and instead of showing any anger, he revealed a... amused expression.

"Why postpone? If a few flies are buzzing in our ears, does that mean we can't eat?"

"But, Marshal..." General Zhan Kuang was a bit anxious, "The pressure of public opinion..."

"Public opinion?" Luo Yu stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the clear sky outside, "General Zhankuang, you must remember that in this world, so-called public opinion has always served only one thing—that is victory."

"As long as we can win, even a fart is fragrant, and someone will be able to interpret eighteen different strategic intentions for you."

"But once we lose, even if we grew mouths all over our bodies and every word we spoke shone with the brilliance of truth, in the eyes of others, it would just be the wailing of the defeated."

As he spoke, Luo Yu turned around and patted General Zhan Kuang on the shoulder.

"The Eagle Country is now that loser who has lost all its chips and can only lie on the ground and wail. The louder it barks, the more it proves its guilty conscience and incompetence."

"What we need to do now is not to debate with a fly about why it is so smelly, but to find a flyswatter and swat it to death with one slap, letting the world be quiet again."

General Zhan Kuang's eyes lit up instantly.

"Marshal, do you mean... to strike directly?"

"Strike? That lacks style." Luo Yu shook his head, "To deal with such low-class tricks, we must also respond in a way that is... even lower-class."

After saying this, he picked up the communicator on the table and connected to the global broadcasting center of the East Sea Defense Line.

"Connect me to all public global signals. Yes, all, including but not limited to television stations, online live streams, public billboards, and even those mobile phones still using Nokia... I want to show the whole world a 'pet show' in five minutes."