My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 525 Twenty-four hours that changed the whole world and the fate of mankind!
at the same time.

Huadu.

The blond old man stared coldly at the two Jameses before him. And... the high-ranking officials brought about by the sudden disappearance and reappearance of one of the Jameses!
His gaze swept across the room, he took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the turmoil within him. Among these people were his old comrades, his devoted followers who regarded him as their sun. And then there were those he looked down upon, those he considered vampires… his dubious allies!
Of course, there is also his idol, a male agent whom he confessed his love to in the past.

“…It’s unbelievable.” The male agent spoke first. He looked out the window at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene, his eyes glazing over for a moment. He clenched his fist, digging his nails into his palm. Feeling the pain, and confirming that he was not dreaming, he continued, his voice calm: “They actually brought me directly from… to this place!”

At this point, the agent leaned back in his chair, barely suppressing the urge to twitch his lips. It was outrageous! He had seen James appear before him with his own eyes, and before he could even raise his voice to question him, he was pulled over, chair and all...

In all honesty, the place he was in before was tens of thousands of kilometers away from here... If it weren't for the fact that everyone around him was a familiar face, he would have been more inclined to think that he had been taken to some kind of film studio—in fact, his mind was still racing, wondering if there were any other possibilities.

“Extraordinary power.” The blond old man spoke, waving his hands to vent his anger: “Shit, I knew those idiots in Area 51… they’re all undercover agents! Deeply infiltrated traitors… they’re not loyal at all!”

"They unearthed such a powerful and terrifying force... and yet it's directed at me..."

The blond old man took a deep breath, his eyes flickering as he stared at the two Jameses. His expression grew increasingly grim. This action wasn't arrogance, but rather a test. After all, the extraordinary power displayed by the other side was terrifying… killing him would be effortless!
Yet, the person opposite him remained remarkably calm and composed in the face of his words. He had clearly prepared himself—to apologize instantly if the other person became displeased.

This situation couldn't be worse! The golden retriever thought to itself.

This only proves that the other side truly doesn't care about anything! And the possibility that the power originates from Area 51 is... extremely low! This means that even if he yields now, the chances of obtaining the same level of power later through in-depth infiltration of Area 51 are pitifully low...

Lowering his eyes, the golden retriever leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd. A slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Fuck," he thought, "why isn't anyone else speaking up to test the waters? What's with all those looks? Is it all up to him?!"

The golden retriever was practically laughing in anger. He's the one we rely on for fighting... and now he's the one we rely on in this dangerous situation? What good are you all then? Why don't you all just die?

“Mr. James!” the agent said softly. Yes, he knew James.

Ultimately, the man before him was the true Shadow of North America. Even without involvement in politics, he practically symbolized half of the North American capitalist world—he even possessed his own independent armed force—the last person to wield such a level of dark power in North America was John Edgar Hoover! Not to mention, the man before him was even closer to Morgan than the FBL leader! A combination of Morgan and Hoover… unimaginable!
Immediately, the golden retriever was deeply moved, realizing that his idol was truly the best.

"Why did you bring us here?" The male agent forced himself to remain calm. "According to the rules set by the Golden Dawn... you shouldn't have the right to interfere with me, or many others! Hmm, Miss Romanova, did you agree to this?"

“Although Miss Lover hasn’t agreed yet, she will in the future.” James didn’t care at all. He began to recount his past experiences, his sights, his shock, the dangers the world faced, the Golden Dawn, and even the God of the East.

A dead silence.

If it weren't for the fact that James's status is already ridiculously high, and the amazing move he showed earlier—some people in the audience would have already started cursing!

Even so, they were filled with anger and fear at James's offense... This could only be called blasphemy! Blasphemy against faith—God is an Easterner? Are you kidding me?!

James didn't care. He glanced at everyone present and waited until he felt they had roughly grasped the details of the situation before calmly revealing his true purpose: "I want you to put all your research resources... entirely into... that City of Miracles!"

"...Absolutely impossible!" The blond-haired man exploded. "Besides, you haven't given us any evidence...to prove that the disaster is truly imminent, to prove that the City of Miracles truly possesses the power of time...Based on what you've done so far, you may indeed control some strange powers! But that's a completely different matter..."

Spatial transfer is indeed incredible, but compared to this kind of time proportion, which can be easily manipulated, what does it matter?
James didn't speak, staring coldly at the golden retriever, his face saying, "Let the show begin."

"Ahem," the blond-haired man's eyes darted around, then his tone shifted, "Personally, I think placing that City of Miracles in our central region would be a good decision! Firstly, it would be more convenient for us to verify it… Secondly, North America is undoubtedly the center of the world, and possesses…"

"When did you develop the illusion that you could object?" James finally spoke, delivering the final blow.

Golden Retriever: "...?"

"I just wanted you to nod in agreement... As for the actual technological force that's being transferred? Ha! The pathetic amount of manpower you can mobilize with your orders... it's not even as good as the technological institutions we can move using our capital!" James laughed sarcastically. "I just wanted you to stay out of our way!"

"Do you know that one day equals twelve years...? What does that mean for the appreciation of technology and capital?"

“Do you think I paid such a high price… to get this ticket to the new world!” James said, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

Looking at the various expressions on everyone's faces, he silently complained to himself. Of course, the so-called price he paid to obtain the ticket was just an excuse—his memories had been assimilated by the memory entity, and his feelings for Chu Zhu were genuine; he only had loyalty in his heart…

“I will absolutely not allow anyone,” James said softly, but everyone could taste his determination: “to stand in our way to the Promised Land! Not even you… not even you! Not even the world.”

All around remained deathly silent.

"So, ladies and gentlemen," James closed his eyes, quickly regaining his composure, then opened them again, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his tone light and cheerful, "Make your choice!"

"Step onto the ship of the new world... or become an old relic of the old world! Leave Noah's Ark. And then be easily disposed of like trash!"

“And… you stupid golden retriever, I’ve put up with you for too long…” Seeing the golden retriever about to say something, James’s face twitched, his gaze hardening, and the golden retriever instantly felt immense pressure. He heard every word James utter, as if it were being spat out through clenched teeth: “All you need to do is answer yes or no! Say something insignificant, and I’ll pull out a tooth!”

Golden Retriever: "!!!"

He shrank back, sensing the other person's seriousness; this extreme pressure... filled him with fear. Finally, he seemed to age ten years, slumped into his chair, and nodded with difficulty.

“…Really!” The agent smiled bitterly to himself. It’s over! Just as he had predicted, the suspicious allies in North America could only nod one by one when their boss bowed his head, and finally, their eyes were fixed on him.

“Personally, I have no objection! However,” the agent began, organizing his thoughts, “you should understand the independence and uniqueness of various countries and the Eastern world… On one hand, the Eastern world is actually rejecting us…” “There’s no need to worry about that…”

"Let's ignore that for now. Next, regarding the internal affairs of our country, I'm far from being a person of absolute authority! Of course, I'm still considered lucky... There are many people here!" The agent shrugged, not continuing, but his meaning was clear.

“I can handle this too!” James’s voice remained unchanged. Ultimately, the rampant spread of the left wing, the extremism of environmental organizations, and their subsequent challenge to government power were all caused by their own indulgence. They originally needed this loose environment to expand the power of capital, but now… it’s time for a change!
The male agent gave the person opposite him a deep look, then nodded. What could he say after things had been said so bluntly? To object further would be utterly disrespectful… being killed by the other party might be the least of his worries. "Alright, then! Send me back to my country…"

"If my disappearance lasts too long and I am discovered, it could very well trigger... a massive upheaval. This would be detrimental to you... and to your target!"

James looked at the memory device, which remained noncommittal. Finally, it initiated the repatriation service for the male agent.

……

2:23 PM.

Chu Zhu was having a video call with great interest. On the other end was Old Qian: "...Alright, since you've already given the authorization, I'll get right to it..."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zhu stretched and was about to get up when he suddenly sensed something and paused slightly. The next breath, Guan Qianyu appeared behind him. She was gentle and kind, and gently pressed Chu Zhu's shoulder as if giving him a massage.

Guan Qianyu, still in her room making phone calls and communicating with various biological and genetic research institutions she had previously contacted, was speechless.

You two… Guan Qianyu’s expression was interesting. Although she quickly resumed her words after hearing the questioning voice on the other end of the phone, she still listened attentively to the conversation between her other self and Chu Zhu.

"The underground life ladder, that cauldron... and the rest of the Shennong cauldrons scattered throughout the land, I've collected them all! I've already put them over there..."

Guan Qianyu naturally didn't possess any spatial abilities; her teleportation was purely based on brute force. First, she used her genetic powers to shrink the life ladder, then stuffed it into the cauldron, and then simply ran to Lop Nur.

With Chu Zhu's current strength, the person he could pull out was naturally Guan Qianyu, whom he had met once before! Although Guan Qianyu, whom he pulled out now, was only at the peak of the seventh realm due to Chu Zhu's own strength, it was still enough.

Other memory entities that can quickly travel around the world without controlling spatial power... generally use this method as well!

In any case, once you've created a biofield using your Fuli, you don't need to worry about this extreme speed damaging the people or things you're carrying.

"Okay! That's good!" Chu Zhu responded, and her figure vanished abruptly. The Life Ladder was naturally of paramount importance, a crucial cultivation resource for entering the City of Time Miracles in the future... perhaps even the only cultivation resource!
Her hand suddenly felt empty. She paused for several breaths, sighed softly, and finally turned to stare coldly at Guan Qianyu: "...Aren't you just too pathetic? You had this rare opportunity to be alone with him! Yet you..."

"Please, you're just looking for trouble because you don't like me, right?" Guan Qianyu rolled her eyes, almost laughing in exasperation. "What time of day is this? If I'm engaging in female competition at this hour... won't that just make him dislike me more?"

"Yes, I just don't like the look of you! So what?" However, faced with the memory's frankness and hostility, Guan Qianyu fell completely silent, finally able only to sigh and raise her hands in surrender. What could she do? She simply couldn't afford to offend it!
"And, ultimately, the reason for all this is... your work efficiency is too low! Communication? There's no need for communication at all..." Guan Qianyu said coldly, "Didn't you hear what Grandpa Qian said... the higher-ups have already agreed!"

Guan Qianyu frowned slightly.

"So the real operation is!" The memory paused slightly before suddenly speaking: "Z, go through all the research institutes I've ever been in contact with! I know you've conducted this kind of testing on me internally—and search your internal database to select top-tier talent with a quality rating of B or higher... Oh, and if any of these talents are from the 100,000-person special list, forcibly recruit them!"

“Send a message to all highly skilled personnel at the B-level and above, telling them directly: The clarion call of a new era has sounded! The nation needs them! Humanity needs them! The world needs them… We are facing a threat from extraterrestrials. This is a battle with no room for retreat! If we fail… it's not a matter of slavery, but the extinction of humanity!”

"Have them contact the higher-ups directly! Of course... this should ultimately be decided by their own will, whether or not they are transferred to the Northwest!"

Aside from the 100,000 people on the special list... to be honest, there's really no shortage of one or two other people... They're called B-level or higher talents... but if such talents were placed in the City of Miracles, they would most likely only provide some ideas for the artificial intelligence that dominates the City of Miracles in the future—the 100,000 people on the forced mobilization list are mainly those who possess cultivation aptitude! They can be used to create a group of strong individuals over time.

Because of having experienced the future, the memory clearly understands that technology is useful... However, the key to humanity changing its future destiny mainly lies with high-level cultivators who control supernatural powers!
Therefore, this aspect still relies on the individual's own will...

"Twelve minutes later!" The memory device glanced at the time: "Have those who agree describe their location and bring all the research equipment they need... I'll go directly there and take them away."

Suddenly remembering something, the memory added: "Top-tier talents of Grade A or above... or, those on the list of 100,000! Family members are welcome. Over!"

"Permissions verified! Passed! Initiating deep thinking..." Z spoke calmly, paused, and continued, "Execute officially."

Guan Qianyu: "???"

"See, if you had done this before, you would have saved time, wouldn't you?" the memory said calmly.

Guan Qianyu was completely stunned, and stammered, "You...you're going too far...you! This isn't coercion..."

The memory didn't say anything more, simply turning and leaving. It was utterly ridiculous how stupid its other self had been! All I can say is, this is what the self that hasn't yet experienced a catastrophe is like!
Actually.

At this moment, what Chu Zhu is doing is almost identical to what Guan Qianyu, the memory body, is doing—more accurately, the memory body is the future Chu Zhu who is learning.

Human rights? She has granted human rights to the greatest extent possible, except for the most crucial aspects... For everything else, she has granted the right to agree or disagree...

Rather than calling it domineering, she felt it should be called efficient!

(End of this chapter)