Chapter 321 Let's stop here!
The netizens of America seemed determined to max out their mockery of Dragon Country this time!
The comments section was refreshing non-stop!
"Dragon Country, just watch helplessly as we obtain the technology of the Extraterrestrials and leave you far behind!"
"Don't worry, Dragon Country. Once we've mastered this advanced cultivation technology, we'll take pity on you and definitely sell you the vegetables we grow!"
"But as for the price, you'll have to think carefully about that!"
Just imagining the people of Dragon Country gritting their teeth in anger or wearing faces full of unwilling jealousy made them laugh even more heartily!
The viewers from Dragon Country, watching the screen filled with mockery, felt their blood boil. They clenched their fists, seething with hatred and gnashing their teeth.
But helplessly, separated by the screen, they couldn't do anything about it. They were filled with rage but had no way to act.
They could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping the Extraterrestrials wouldn't easily pass on advanced technology to America.
Just as tensions were high and emotions were strained, a voice suddenly thundered out of nowhere, abruptly echoing in the livestream!
It was as clear as a whisper right in the astronauts' ears!
Instantly, the entire internet was plunged into a state of bewilderment.
Everyone was stunned, not just because the voice might have come from a mysterious extraterrestrial master, but because what the voice said was in perfect, standard Chinese!
"Intruders, don't move!"
The tone was steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority!
Yet it seemed to hide a hint of familiarity, like a warning from a distant hometown!
But here on the alien Mars, it seemed so absurd and bizarre.
"What's going on???"
"Do Extraterrestrials speak Chinese too????"
The three American astronauts, well-trained, wouldn't change their expression even if Mount Tai collapsed before them!
But this sudden, standard Chinese rebuke still made their hearts contract sharply in shock, almost jumping out of their throats.
Their bodies instinctively tensed up, as if a pause button had been pressed, and they froze in place instantly!
Cold sweat beaded on their foreheads, sliding down their temples and into their collars.
They knew they bore a heavy responsibility this time, carrying the high hopes of America to wash away the "shame" of being suppressed by Dragon Country!
Chinese language study was a mandatory part of their daily training, so how could they not understand this authoritative command?
Without daring to disobey in the slightest, the three of them immediately straightened their backs like mechanical puppets, raised their arms high above their heads with palms facing outward, and stood perfectly still, their eyes filled with nervousness and anxiety, waiting for what would come next.
The people in the livestream seemed to have been hit by a paralysis spell, still immersed in the absurd and bizarre quagmire of shock that "Extraterrestrials speak Chinese." Their minds went blank, the comments stalled, and the screen was left filled with nothing but shocked emojis.
President Biden looked suspicious, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces as he tried to find a clue to solve the puzzle, and he was the first to break the silence: "Is this normal?"
"Why would the Extraterrestrials shout in Chinese?"
"Could it be that without us knowing, Chinese has already become the official language of the galaxy?"
"This is too absurd!"
The Secretary of State's face flushed red, and like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and shouted:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! We must have misheard!"
"How could the Extraterrestrials speak Chinese! If he's so capable, make him say a few more words."
As if in response to this provocation, several more voices sounded again!
They were full of energy, carrying a hint of teasing and helplessness:
"Alright, you guys can turn around now!"
"Identity confirmed, it's just those three astronauts that America sent up to Mars!"
"What the heck! You made me get excited for nothing; I thought there would be 'KFC'!"
"Alright, alright, where would there be so many 'KFCs'!"
The voices came through the airwaves, clearly reaching the ears of hundreds of millions of viewers worldwide, like heavy hammers smashing everyone's fantasies.
At this moment, the whole world fell into a vortex of confusion, and a sense of absurdity rushed over them.
If one could claim it was auditory hallucination or a delusion before, now this fluent Chinese, with its down-to-earth Northeastern accent and teasing tone, undoubtedly confirmed the bizarre reality, shaking everyone to their core.
The netizens from America and its lackey countries seemed struck by lightning; their arrogant flames were instantly extinguished. Their hearts felt as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue, or as if they had been spat on by a hundred "Grass Mud Horses," leaving them only with confusion and helplessness.
Yet they still harbored a fluke, comforting themselves:
"How could it be the people of Dragon Country? Maybe it's just some alien species that accidentally picked up Dragon Country culture, just a coincidence."
Hearing the command from behind, the three astronauts turned around as instructed!
The camera slowly moved, focusing on what was behind them.
Several figures came into view!
They had black hair, and their yellow skin glowed warmly under the light of Mars, with deep, spirited brown eyes. They were clearly typical, classic-looking people of Dragon Country.
One of them, with a tall, upright figure and a resolute face, stepped forward. His voice was steady and calm, breaking the silence:
"Astronauts from America, hello!"
"Welcome to our Dragon Country colony on Mars!"
The words were polite, but they were like a bombshell, detonating a thousand waves in the livestream.
In an instant, the livestream seemed to erupt like a volcano, and the comments flooded the screen like surging lava.
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Am I dreaming? People of Dragon Country, they aren't Extraterrestrials, they are actually people of Dragon Country!!!!"
"The people of Dragon Country actually established a colony on Mars, which means they are the first country to land on Mars!"
"They didn't just land; they put down roots and built a city, establishing a colony. This is too defying of the heavens!"
The netizens of Dragon Country seemed to exhale in triumph; the frustration of being mocked and questioned instantly vanished. They hammered their keyboards until sparks flew, venting their wild joy and pride.
"Hahahaha! Satisfying! So damn satisfying! America, Japan, and those guys from the Korean Peninsula, widen your eyes and take a good look. You still say we are backward? Who is the frog in the well, and who is actually backward!"
"I heard the American astronauts want to learn technology from us???? Hahaha! Are you still going to learn?"
"Mom! My dear mom! How could you keep such a huge thing as landing on Mars so tightly under wraps?"
"Haters, speak up! Why aren't you jumping around anymore? I can probably imagine that those haters' faces must look as ugly as if they'd eaten sh*t!"
"Envious and jealous, aren't you! This is the strength of our Dragon Country!"
"Don't worry, haters, our Dragon Country has always been magnanimous. Even if you hate on us, we will still let you eat the vegetables grown by us on Mars!"
The situation reversed completely, too fast for anyone to keep up.
Netizens from America and its lackey countries were like eggplants hit by frost; they lost their previous arrogance and domineering attitude. Driven by a fence-sitting mentality, some even defected to the Dragon Country camp, following the trend to blame their own countries for being shortsighted!
"You just can't stand to see others doing well! Dragon Country is also a member of humanity; we should be happy for them!"
"Exactly, exactly. Dragon Country is the model we should learn from and look up to. You haters just can't stand to see others doing well!"
Meanwhile, in the American high-level conference room, the atmosphere seemed frozen by polar ice, heavy and oppressive enough to make one suffocate.
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes darting away. The previous high spirits of grandstanding and pointing out the direction of the country were gone, leaving only awkward silence.
After a long while, President Biden was the first to break the silence. As if his brain had been fogged by anger, he uncontrollably slammed his fist hard onto the thick conference table!
The loud "bang" made the water glasses shake and files scatter.
Veins bulged on his neck, his features twisted, and he roared: "Dragon Country, enough is enough!"