37: Chapter 37

"Mr. President! It's bad!"

"The President of France, Macron, has already boarded his private jet and is currently flying to the capital of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"The Prime Minister of the UK, Sunak, has also made a public statement, announcing that he will immediately pay a state visit to the Dragon Kingdom to discuss matters regarding 'Global Life and Health Cooperation'!"

"The Chancellor of Germany, the Prime Minister of Japan, the Prime Minister of Australia..."

Inside the underground command center of The White House, the voice of the intelligence officer sounded like a death knell, becoming more urgent with each utterance.

On the screen, the flight route map of countries around the world showed dense clusters of bright spots, all pointing to the same destination: the capital of the Dragon Kingdom!

That global livestream of 'Cancer Elimination' was like a magnitude 12 mental tsunami, completely overturning the global political landscape.

The "Perfect-Grade Gene Repair Serum" was no longer just a simple medicine.

It was a sacred relic comparable to the "Blood of God"!

It was the ultimate authority capable of reversing life and death!

Whoever possessed it could control their own fate, and even the fate of their entire nation!

The President's face turned deathly pale; he gripped the edge of the table so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

His alliance system, which he had been so proud of, crumbled and fell apart instantly in the face of the temptation of "Eternal Life"!

"That bastard Macron! Has he forgotten who is protecting Europe?"

"That fence-sitter Sunak! He actually wants to lick the toes of the people of the Dragon Kingdom!"

The President roared in anger, but his voice was filled with endless weakness and fear.

He knew that he no longer had any bargaining chips to stop this wave of "pilgrimage."

"Mr. President, what, what should we do?"

The Secretary of Defense asked in a dry voice.

In his family, there were also several elders who were suffering from the torture of cancer.

The moment he saw the Dragon Kingdom's livestream, he even had the impulse to resign immediately and fly to the Dragon Kingdom to beg for the medicine.

"We..."

The President opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.

Go?

He couldn't swallow his pride!

He had just been using the "Light of Life" wonder drug, striking a savior's pose, trying to harvest the world.

In the blink of an eye, he was expected to beg Lin Yun for the "divine medicine" like a beggar?

Don't go?

The domestic epidemic and cancer patients would be enough to tear him to pieces!

The Wall Street tycoons, those families who truly controlled the lifeblood of the United States, had already issued him an ultimatum: at any cost, they had to obtain the "Perfect-Grade Gene Repair Serum"!

Because they wanted to live, too!

They also wanted to live forever!

"Beep, beep, beep."

Just as the President was caught in a dilemma, the red emergency phone on his desk suddenly rang.

That was the direct line to the most mysterious Rothschild family on Wall Street.

The President picked up the phone with trembling hands.

From the other end of the line came an old, raspy voice, yet it was filled with unquestionable authority.

"Go to the Dragon Kingdom."

"Kneel down."

"Beg him."

"Bring the medicine back."

"Otherwise, you know the consequences."

The phone was hung up abruptly.

The President's body, as if drained of all strength, collapsed powerlessly into his chair.

His eyes were filled with endless humiliation and despair.

He knew he had no choice.

Meanwhile, in the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse.

This place had become the busiest place in the world, as well as the one with the highest level of security.

One private jet after another landed at the capital's international airport.

One after another, heads of state who wielded great power on the international stage walked down the boarding stairs.

On their faces, the arrogance and reserve of the past were gone, replaced by an almost humble obsequiousness and eager desire.

The President of France, Macron, headed straight for the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse as soon as he got off the plane, not even bothering to attend the welcome banquet.

"Elder Chen! My friend! I have come this time, bringing the friendship and respect of all the French people!"

Macron shook Elder Chen's hand tightly, his face full of enthusiastic smiles.

"We are willing to establish the deepest strategic partnership with the Dragon Kingdom! We will support the Dragon Kingdom unconditionally in all areas!"

"We only ask, we only ask that Mr. Lin Yun be able to grant us some 'Perfect-Grade Gene Repair Serum'!"

The Prime Minister of the UK, Sunak, was even more direct.

"Elder Chen, we in the UK are willing to open all our overseas military bases to the Dragon Kingdom!"

"We are willing to return all the cultural relics belonging to the Dragon Kingdom that we have treasured in the British Museum, unconditionally!"

"We only ask to be able to obtain a stable supply of the 'Gene Repair Serum'!"

The Chancellor of Germany brought the latest electric vehicle technology from the Volkswagen Group and promised to switch entirely to "pangu coin" for settlement.

The Prime Minister of Japan went even further, stating that he was willing to deeply bind the entire future of his country to the Dragon Kingdom.

Elder Chen and Xiao Zhang stood at the entrance of the State Guesthouse, greeting the arrivals and departures.

They watched these Western politicians who had once pointed fingers at the Dragon Kingdom and even spoken maliciously, now lining up like elementary school students, waiting for an audience with Lin Yun.

In their hearts, an unprecedented sense of pride and triumph surged!

"Xiao Zhang, write it all down."

Elder Chen's voice was steady, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Whoever has the most sincere attitude, whoever offers the most 'sincerity,' let them go in first to see Comrade Lin Yun."

"As for those who used to follow behind the United States and bark the loudest, let them wait a while longer and reflect on themselves."

"Yes!"

Xiao Zhang straightened his back and responded in a loud, clear voice.

He felt that he had never felt this good in his entire life!

Is this even diplomacy?

This is simply a case of all nations coming to pay tribute!

And all of this was simply because of that one man, Lin Yun!

At this moment, Lin Yun was sitting leisurely in the top-floor suite of the State Guesthouse.

Beside him was Mitsui Reiko, who had just given birth and was in the recovery period.

Qin Zihan and Nightingale had also arrived, bringing their children.

Three women, three S-rank descendants, all gathered together.

But the anticipated "Shura field" did not happen.

Lin Yun just glanced indifferently downstairs at the courtyard, which was as crowded with heads of state as a vegetable market.

"Elder Chen, let them wait."

Lin Yun's voice was very soft, yet carried a calmness that suggested he was in control of everything.

"I'm not in a hurry."

He knew that the longer these people waited, the stronger their desire would become, and the greater the price they would be willing to pay.

What he wanted was not just technology and resources.

What he wanted was to completely rewrite the rules of this world!

Just then, Xiao Zhang walked in with a strange expression.

"Reporting to Comrade Lin Yun, Elder Chen."

"The President of the United States has also arrived."

"He didn't go through any diplomatic channels; he flew directly on Air Force One and landed at the capital's airport."

"Now, he is waiting in the VIP lounge at the airport."

"He says he wants to personally apologize to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent instantly.

A flash of coldness appeared in the eyes of both Qin Zihan and Nightingale.

This US President was, after all, an "old acquaintance" of theirs.

From the chip war to the military threats in the South China Sea, to the smear campaigns in public opinion, and the recent s-23 virus incident, every single time, this guy was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Now, he actually had the nerve to come and "apologize"?

A playful arc curled at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth.

He knew that this most arrogant "mad dog" in the world had finally had its spine broken and was coming to wag its tail and beg for mercy.

"Apologize?"

Lin Yun leaned back on the sofa, tapping the armrest lightly, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Very well."

"Then let him wait at the airport, on his knees."

"When I'm in a good mood, then I'll consider whether or not to see him."