Chapter 132 Vajra

Oh no, they're coming for us!

Many Washington residents never expected that the gossip would affect them personally, and they all took out their phones to share the painful expressions of the elderly man on the subway.

Meanwhile, in the White House, after the President held an emergency call with several oceanographic experts, all potentially affected cities on the East Coast of the United States simultaneously issued tsunami warnings through various channels, including television, radio, text messages, and social media, urging citizens to immediately seek shelter in higher ground or inland safe areas.

This may be the most efficient work ever done by any coastal city government in the United States!

It couldn't be slow, because according to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA), this tsunami was moving so fast that it could reach the eastern coast of the United States in just over two hours.

Even New York, which is also on the East Coast, received a tsunami warning at this time.

Many Chinatown business owners who have now switched to selling antiques and religious artifacts cursed and complained, saying that this wild dragon from who-knows-where had delayed their business while they ran away with their families.

Before running away, he reminded the inexperienced young people in the antique shop next door that now was not the time to act rashly. As the old saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope."

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Liu. I'll pack my things and leave right away."

Lu Bai smiled and thanked the Cantonese uncle for his kindness. He felt that the power of will within the Bai Ze monster picture was not increasing very quickly. He knew that simply creating fear was not enough. The conversion efficiency was too low. Only pure faith would work.

The three religions with the most followers worldwide are Christianity, Islam, and Buddhism.

Moreover, although the two religions have different doctrines, they actually believe in the same God. Under his influence, the God has frequently manifested miracles during this period, and the believers have almost gotten used to it. Even if another angel descends, the increase in their faith will probably not be much.

So this time, Lu Bai very considerately decided to let them rest for a while.

Using his ability to create clones from shadows after acquiring the All-Black Eye, he created a clone and took his two pets with him to leave New York for safety.

He concealed himself and strolled slowly, seemingly at a slow pace, but actually at an astonishing speed, until he arrived in Washington, D.C., not far from New York.

Compared to New York, which was not the primary target of the tsunami, the people here are much more anxious.

The powerful and wealthy have already boarded helicopters and fled.

However, most ordinary people, unable to buy plane tickets, had no choice but to drive themselves, blocking all the roads leading out of Washington. Some road rage sufferers even got out of their cars and started a real-life fight, resulting in nosebleeds.

"Quick, quick, quick, get all these things onto the plane."

Meanwhile, next to Lincoln Park in Washington’s 6th District, a group of men in black suits were hurriedly packing precious artifacts into boxes and loading them into a helicopter.

If Flying Eagle were here, he would definitely recognize them at a glance. These people are exactly the same as those in black suits who chased him in Meridian Hill Park.

In fact, they were staff members of the Life Foundation's Washington office.

As a secret organization backed by major Jewish financial groups, it is no exaggeration to say that although the Life Foundation does not have the same legal law enforcement powers as the Bureau of Investigation, it is far more powerful in terms of resources and manpower.

This is evident from the fact that George Gently and others were still holed up in the NYPD headquarters, and the Bureau of Investigation's headquarters building wasn't even finished yet.

The Life Foundation has long been widespread, with branches of varying sizes in every state across the US, and its global collection of artifacts suspected of possessing mystical powers speaks volumes. The Jews: We may not have much else, but we have plenty of money!

As the branch manager who was recently transferred here by the board of directors, Cohen Wesker, despite knowing that Washington might soon be submerged, appeared calm and composed, without the slightest hint of panic.

Fortunately, before the tsunami struck, he had already brilliantly completed the task assigned to him by the board of directors: to dig out the vajra from the nearby collapsed mountain, which had displayed miraculous power at Lotus Temple.

At this moment, seeing that the precious artifacts collected by the branch had all been loaded onto the plane, Cohen Wesker calmly straightened his tie and then reached for the black briefcase containing the vajra on the table.

Hmm, it couldn't be moved?!
Wesker, who always maintained a poker face in front of his subordinates, changed his expression slightly, realizing that something seemed amiss.

He took a deep breath, opened the suitcase, and saw nothing unusual inside. The vajra, with its surface covered in mottled patina, was now held in his hands.

But I still couldn't lift it.

Wesker had picked it up himself when they found it in the collapsed mountain.

At that time, this Buddhist ritual implement with magical powers weighed about the same as a 20-kilogram barbell.

But now it's clearly on the table, yet Wesker feels like he can't lift it at all; his highest bench press weight has ever reached 170 kilograms.

"call"

After several failed attempts, Wesker shook his hand, his face grim, and said to his men beside him, "You guys do it."

"Yes, supervisor."

Five tall, burly men in black suits stepped forward together, lifting the vajra at various points and exerting force simultaneously.

But even though their faces turned bright red, the vajra in the suitcase remained completely still.
Then a Life Foundation employee rushed in and said, "Manager, time is running out! According to the weather bureau's forecast, the terrifying tsunami will reach the east coast in at most fifteen minutes."

Buzz! Buzz!!
Almost the instant the staff member uttered those words, the vajra, which had been sitting there quietly and which the five burly men in black suits could not move an inch no matter how hard they tried, began to have its mottled patina peel off, revealing the dense Sanskrit characters engraved on it, from which an incredibly strong golden Buddhist light emanated.

At the same time, solemn and dignified Buddhist chants rang in the ears of everyone present.

Thus have I heard: At one time, the Buddha was staying in the Jeta Grove, Anathapindika's Park, in Shravasti, with a great assembly of twelve hundred and fifty monks.

The Buddhist chanting was in Sanskrit, which even Wesker, who had studied Chinese, couldn't understand, let alone anyone else.

Yet, as if they had automatically grasped the meaning of these scriptures, their eyes quickly became calm, as clear as those of infants.

After an unknown amount of time, as if sensing something, the vajra, carrying golden Buddhist light, soared into the sky.

They finally snapped out of that bizarre mental state, looked up blankly at the sky, and said:
"Manager, it seems that the treasure has flown away."

(End of this chapter)

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