From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 34 "To pacify external enemies, one must first secure internal stability"

Half an hour later, the white house.

The blond-haired man loudly proclaimed in front of the reporters, "America has no problem! All this talk of gods and tribes is fake news! Nobody knows more about maintaining stability than me!"

"What's more important now is Los Angeles, and those illegal immigrants! They are the ones who are responsible for plunging our country into chaos!"

“Nuland has surrendered to me, and all of California will be calm again within 24 hours!”

Then, he saw his chief of staff winking at him, so he left the press corps, saying, "Don't worry, I need to take care of something first, I'll be right back!"

He approached the chief of staff and asked loudly, "Hans, do you have good news to tell me?"

Hans Williams turned pale and pulled him aside. "Your Excellency, news from California!"

The golden retriever was taken aback. "What? Newland changed his mind?"

“No, our newly established Special Affairs Division sent a message that because of yesterday’s sacrifice, many tribes are now being relocated to San Diego!” Chief of Staff Hans quickly said.

The blond-haired man waved his hand and said, "Let them move! As long as they don't protest in the streets, let them move! They're just some indigenous people, what can they do to us?"

Upon hearing this, Hans became anxious. "That's not how it works, Your Excellency! If they move together, they will form a larger tribe. If they are indeed integrated by some ambitious individuals, it will shake our rule in the area!"

"Unstable? Dominant?" The blond-haired man chuckled. "Tell me! What do we have to do with dominance there?"

“My orders aren’t getting through, they don’t listen to me at all, and the National Guard I sent out can’t even buy food and water there! Is that my problem? Do you think we have any control there?”

He waved his hand dismissively, "Let our people retreat. Just keep an eye on the situation. We'll leave it to Newland to handle!"

As a president who has returned to power for the second time, the highest ruler of the country, and the one who controls public opinion, Trump is not really stupid.

He knew perfectly well what Newland and the others meant by relinquishing power earlier; they just wanted him to suffer a humiliation in front of these tribes.

But with everyone already in such a mess, how can you expect to take the blame for the stability of the Federation? What a load of rubbish!

California is a deep blue state, not our territory, so we're not the ones most worried when problems arise!
Upon hearing this, Hans gradually realized what was going on. "You mean... we don't care?"

"Yeah, whatever! Let California handle its own affairs!" The blond man said calmly, squinting his eyes. "If they don't care either, then send our Native Americans over there too!"

"Since they all think California isn't lively enough, let's make it even more lively!"

The chief of staff nodded. "Your will, Your Excellency!"

The golden retriever then walked back to the reporters and loudly proclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have once again won a major victory... This will be a perfect victory, we have won..."

"We have been winning, we will continue to win, we are still winning!"

"Bang!" A cup smashed onto the LCD TV, causing the huge screen in the governor's office to go completely black.

The golden retriever's words were thus interrupted.

Newland glared angrily at the smiling man before him, wishing he could smash another cup in his face. "The tribes are migrating now, why did you take people away?"

The FBI Los Angeles director chuckled and said, "Your Excellency, as you know, the White House is cutting costs lately, so today and tomorrow are our department's days off..."

This reason sounds plausible, but Newland knows everything. What Golden Retriever meant was, "You guys should handle things your own way."

Native Americans are, after all, legal citizens, not illegal immigrants.

They can tolerate illegal immigrants, but not legal citizens?

Newland could almost picture the blond-haired man's face, his schadenfreude, his amusement at their misfortune. But while others could ignore it, he couldn't! The blond-haired man saw it as just another farce, a bizarre public opinion fabricated to oppose his rule.

Newland dared not think that way. The vehicles that the eagle had blown up yesterday were still stored in one of their research institutes!
He had already seen all those scenes from yesterday!

Even though he had always believed in atheism or that there was only one God, he had to admit that these Native American gods had become a threat to them!
If it can detonate cars and drones, how can airplanes and tanks be spared?
He doesn't think so!
"Get me the National Guard!" In the end, Newland waved the uncooperative FBI agent out and connected him to the California National Guard.

"I order you to go to these places immediately and monitor their relocation!" he shouted. "But under no circumstances should you fire a shot, understand?"

“Yes, Governor!” the National Guard commander answered loudly, repeating his words, “Our mission is to ensure their relocation proceeds smoothly and without causing conflict!”

"That's it!" Newland breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's do it this way for now!"

Although there were indeed people among his ancestors who would throw out a rope and then skin the chief's head to make a pair of boots, Newland still did not want to take the initiative to antagonize them.

The conflict between him and the person in the White House has recently escalated to a point where, if anything goes wrong, the other party will definitely relentlessly pursue him!
That's why, even when the problem had reached a critical point, both of them were still thinking about how to annoy each other!
This made Bai Yang, who was standing in his office, feel slightly embarrassed.

In his original design, the true rulers of America, whether it was the one in the White House or the one in front of him, should have been upright!

Even though their conflicts have escalated to the point of no return, when faced with the rise of the indigenous people, what they should do now is put aside their past grievances and work together to fight against this rise.

Bai Yang even found the route for them, which was the Catholic forces represented by Father Angus and Sister Caroline!

If these two sides were to fight, wouldn't his room for maneuver be much greater?

Bai Yang will never forget that there is only one way for him to truly obtain the power of will: the revival of spiritual energy and the descent of mythology!
Now things have gotten complicated. On the one hand, they know these supernatural beings might be real and want to make contact, so they are secretly contacting the Papacy and the Native Americans.

On the other hand, due to the almost irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, they adopted such a compromise attitude on this matter.

It's just like Britain and France before World War II. They knew perfectly well that the only possibility of their appeasement policy was to make the future increasingly uncontrollable, but they still did it anyway!

"What does this mean? It's like saying we must first pacify the internal before we can fight external enemies, right?" Bai Yang couldn't help but complain. Why are these two so abstract, like Chairman Chiang Kai-shek?
"What exactly happened to America in this world..." Bai Yang covered his forehead. "It seems that to truly pit them against each other, we'll have to take drastic measures!"

He glanced through the documents in the governor's office and was amazed by what he saw.

Information from all over California converges here, and cases of all sizes pile up here.

He could see all sorts of things happening here, from overseas trade to civil disputes, from police-civilian clashes to street drug dealers, from commercial crimes to intentional homicides...

All the stories of the entire region are piled up in this small office.

As for other things like political donations, collusion between officials and businessmen, factional infighting... they are countless!

But none of these are the key points. What Bai Yang is concerned about is what is happening in Los Angeles right now, namely this massive march and confrontation!
There were a lot of people marching and protesting, and with so many people, it was easy for some conflicts to break out.

And what happened during their conflict is naturally more believable.

After all, when there are many people, passion and excitement are the main themes, while calmness and restraint are practically non-existent in group dynamics.

Soon, Bai Yang found some information in these materials that interested him:
"Cumulonimbus cloud warning? Because of the cumulonimbus clouds, there's a high chance of a tornado forming here in the future? Haha, that's it!"

Bai Yang immediately set out his plan: after all, how can a god be called a god if he doesn't cause some natural disasters?

A natural disaster like a tornado is perfect for this!

Even among the gods, there is a very suitable candidate!
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(End of this chapter)