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Chapter 1488: The “Resurrected” President

“…We promise to recreate a torch on the Statue of Freedom for the people of the UA to commemorate the denuclearization and the hard-won peace.” Zhang Yaping stood on the lawn in front of the Rainbow House, cleared his throat, and read aloud in front of the reporters from all over the world.

Just a day ago, the delegation of Xin negotiated with the UA.

To be precise, it was not a negotiation, but an order. In the position of the victorious country, the defeated country had no right to refuse any request.

And the first request put forward by Xin was to eliminate all nuclear weapon stockpiles, nuclear equipment production plants, and even harmless nuclear power plants in North America. This would completely remove any nuclear capability of the UA. As the victim of a nuclear war, Xin had the reason, as well as the right to make this demand.

Even if Xin did not make this request, the member states of the Earth Defense Alliance would make this request. After all, the President of the UA possessed too much power in war. Mike Pence launched the nuclear weapon without a declaration of war and overreached what the constitution demanded. The action alone had touched the fragile nerves of most nuclear countries.

Hua and Russia helped to put further pressure on this issue. While the EU raised objections, their voice did not make a difference.

As compensation for banning nuclear power plants, Xin would bear most of the expenses to the UA’s connection into the Global Grid, and at the same time, Xin would give certain preferential treatment to electricity prices in the next ten years. However, compared to the benefits that Celestial Trade would gain from North America’s access to the grid, the costs were minimal.

As the world’s second-largest electricity consumer, if the country opened its entire electricity grid, based on conversate estimates, the annual revenue in the North American market would match the total revenue of the Global Grid in 2020.

There was sparse applause from beneath the stage. Although it was good news, everyone’s expression was tense and tight.

Especially Mike Pence, who stood next to Zhang Yaping, was applauding at a constant speed. He had been ridiculed by the media for the past while, and these ridiculing voices not only came from inside the country but also internationally.

People seemed to cast their anger on him.

Both the people of the UA and the foreigners who had suffered losses because of the defeat of the UA.

Just when Mike Pence started to feel bored of the show, an assistant trotted to Mike Pence and whispered a few words in his ear.

“Mr. President, yesterday over in State CA…”

For a moment, Mike Pence’s expression became tense.

“Trump? Isn’t that guy dead?”

“He’s not dead. It is said that there was an admiral who served in the Pacific Fleet who returned with him. They piloted a Mustang P51 from the last century and landed on a wheat field…” The assistant said quickly.

“How many people know of this news,” Mike Pence said cautiously.

“It’s not clear yet… But according to that guy’s character, he should be back on Twitter by now…”

Mike Pence’s face instantly turned green.

After Zhang Yaping noticed the change on Mike Pence’s face, he smiled and said politely.

“Is there anything wrong, Mr. Mike Pence?”

“No… actually, yes,” halfway through the conversation, he changed his words quickly but remained calm. Mike Pence continued blankly, “I have something to deal with, can I leave first?”

“Of course you can.” Zhang Yaping gestured for him to go.

As Zhang Yaping watch Mike Pence, a meaningful smile appeared. He waved his hand gently, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

“Good trip, Mr. Mike Pence.”

…

“Get John Corning to see me immediately and let him take all the FBA agents who can still be dispatched. Also, be careful not to attract the attention of Celestial Trade.” On the way, Mike Pence quickly said to the assistant beside him, “I don’t care what method he uses; he has to freeze that idiot’s social media account.”

“I’m going now…”

Mike Pence watched his assistant walk towards the other car, took a deep breath, nodded to the bodyguard who helped him open the door, and then got into the Lincoln car next to him.

Soon his assistant called John Corning, but there was only a constant busy tone on the other end. In desperation, he had to call Corning’s assistant but learned that Corning did not go to the FBA headquarters today.

From the tone of the voice on the other side of the phone, the assistant to the President felt something was off.

Neither Mike Pence nor his assistant knew at the moment that all the remedies were too late. A storm had started to spread to every aspect of the UA through the tentacles of the Internet…

It was a piece of news pushed by Future Group that completely detonated this storm.

This news was prepared long before Trump arrived in CA State.

When most of the people from UA learned that Trump was not dead, their first reaction was to look at their calendar. After they confirmed that today was not April Fool’s day, they all went on Twitter with the same puzzled state and found the familiar portrait.

As expected, the Twitter account that had stopped updating for a long time was updated with a new tweet.

[…Thanks to the FBA, to Mr. Mike Pence, to Boeing, and all the ‘sponsors’, you gave me a short vacation out of my busy schedule. Let me see, what have you done during my absence?]

After the Mustang P51 pilot by Admiral Brien landed in State CA, with the help of a farmer, he immediately contacted the local media. At the same time, he personally called Twitter to lift the temporary freeze on his account because of his disappearance.

Immediately afterwards, the first thing he did when he got his phone was to send a tweet with a photo of the Mustang P51 as the background…and his hair that was blown into a mess.

Just less than five minutes after this tweet was posted, it received thousands of replies and hundreds of thousands of likes.

Most of the responses were quite concise and clear.

They were either only two or three words or only a few question marks…

At Silicon Valley, in the office building of a tech company, Adam Best sat at his desk and read a newspaper. His state was not baptized by war, and all the employees were working.

At this moment, the phone on his desk rang.

When he heard the familiar alarm, it was almost a conditioned reflex, he jumped off of his chair, grabbed the phone on the table, pressed his thumb on the unlock button in one go, and clicked on Twitter.

This alarm was set specifically for someone.

As a member of the former Anti-Trump Alliance, Adam Best was always ready for every new tweet of Trump’s. This entrepreneur from A City, the founder of Fansided, took the trouble to set up a special reminder function on Trump’s Twitter.

As soon as Trump tweeted, his phone would be alerted immediately. Because he did not set a reminder for anyone except Trump, it was very hard for him to miss any tweet from the President. Sometimes he would prepare tweets in advance based on different topics, then paste the tweet immediately and hit send.

After Best saw Trump’s tweet, he fell into a rare silence.

It was the first time he did not criticize the “resurrected” President. This time, he only sent a series of ellipsis to express his shock and disbelief.

Because he really didn’t know what to say at this moment.

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