He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 151 The earthquake didn't happen, and the US president became a global laughing stock.

The commander leaned against the window, looking at the distant sea.

His mind had already begun to imagine the scene of an earthquake.

The corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

Mickey leaned closer and asked, "Commander, do those people really not know how to crack the earthquake machine?"

"Don't worry, anyone who isn't an experienced dark matter engineer has no chance. We just need to wait quietly for the explosion."

Forty minutes later, the watch alarm went off.

The commander turned off the alarm clock, confidently opened the sun visor, and looked out the window.

The sea was calm and still, without a ripple.

The entire Japanese island was unusually calm, without a sound.

The commander frowned: "What's going on? Is this an earthquake?"

Mickey leaned closer and said seriously, "Commander, I have a guess."

"It's possible that the Saiyans neutralized the energy source using the Kamehameha."

The commander sighed and rubbed his forehead in anguish: "Brainwashing can't fix intellectual deficiencies. Taking you with me is worse than taking nothing at all."

He snapped his fingers at Mickey.

Mickey's resolute gaze instantly became clear.

"Where am I? On a plane? Haven't I landed yet? When will I arrive in Japan?"

"Where is Terry?"

He looked around frantically: "Where's Terry?"

-

A full hour has passed since the time announced by the US president.

But Japan remained calm, showing absolutely no signs of an earthquake.

People squatting in the fields checked their phones, all looking puzzled.

Is this a magnitude 9.5 earthquake?
Why is it different from what I imagined?

The Fukushima earthquake should have been felt in Tokyo, right?
At that moment, someone shouted, "The President of the United States is an idiot!"

People joined in, quickly creating the "The President of the United States is an Idiot Song".

Some busybodies posted it directly online.

In a field in rural Japan, thousands of white-collar workers in suits held hands and sang "The President of the United States is an idiot."

The video quickly garnered over 2000 million likes after it was uploaded.

Many people received mocking text messages from their friends.

Those who stayed at home instead of escaping ridiculed their friends who had run away as mentally challenged and lacking discernment.

I told you long ago that the old man with orange skin couldn't be trusted.

[That's not what you said when you bought his cryptocurrency!]

Japanese television stations went to great lengths, visiting various evacuation sites to interview people and ask about their feelings about the 9.5 magnitude earthquake.

The white-haired, bald old man said, "The tremor was so strong that everything I see is shaking."

"Old man, that's because your Parkinson's is acting up."

The old man smiled knowingly, and a cheerful atmosphere filled the air inside and outside the television.

The Prime Minister, along with all his cabinet members, personally apologized on television.

They acknowledged that this misjudgment had caused significant trouble for all sectors of Japanese society.

The traffic disruptions in various regions have caused substantial economic losses.

In Mexico, a drug lord, who learned from the news that there was no earthquake, kicked open a makeshift waterproof bag.

He immediately ordered an increase in the infiltration of drugs into the United States.

In the coming week, drug trafficking gangs will launch a massive influx of people into the US-Mexico border.

We must make America feel the drug tsunami.

On the East Coast of the United States, large numbers of citizens flocked to airports and train stations due to panic caused by the disaster.

This caused severe traffic congestion, with queues at Los Santos Airport stretching all the way outside the airport.

The city descended into chaos.

Large numbers of poor people took the opportunity to loot and vandalize, and buy things for free.

Many illegal immigrants also move into unoccupied homes, drink all their Coke, and leave the homes smelling of leaves.

The governor looked down at the surging crowd below the stage.

People held up signs that read "The president is an idiot."

Some people even cosplayed as the president, painting their entire face red.

He passionately denounced the then-president.

"He's a shameless scoundrel!" "He deceived the American people!"

"This disaster prevention effort has caused enormous economic losses and social unrest."

"He's a robber! His lies this time were all to steal everyone's wealth from the financial markets!"

"We must unite and impeach him!"

The governor raised his arm and shouted, and the crowd below the stage shouted in unison.

"Fuck trump!"

Anti-presidential protests swept across states.

Even many within the Republican Party went on television to condemn the president's actions.

The front page of The Wall Street Journal read: "The worst con man of the 21st century is destroying the great United States."

CNN's front page headline read: "Utterly shameless! The president is deceiving the world and ruining America's reputation."

The White House was swarming with reporters.

The elderly president sat in his office.

The well-dressed, older elites held wine glasses in their hands, their faces beaming with smiles.

"Your actions this time were truly brilliant. Knowing that you were struggling in the midterm elections, you quickly pulled off such a big stunt."

"I made $20 billion this time."

Another person exclaimed with delight: "I made 18 billion!"

The president covered his face and took a deep breath.

"If I said I don't remember what I did, would you believe me?"

The old folks gave a dry laugh: "You're still as funny as ever."

The president leaned back in his seat in frustration. If he had known what was going to happen, he wouldn't have ended up with nothing.

Such a massive disaster will undoubtedly cause huge shocks to the global financial markets.

It is estimated that a large amount of capital has fled to the severely affected sectors and regions.

This money flowed into gold and sectors that benefit disaster recovery.

According to those close to him, the president held a meeting with his staff and Wall Street elites before announcing the news.

All the attendees made a fortune; even the cleaning staff at the entrance earned hundreds of thousands.

But the president himself had no recollection of it.

His son and daughter were bombarded with text messages, all criticizing their father for not informing them beforehand and causing them to miss this opportunity to make money.

The president covered his face, completely baffled as to why he couldn't remember.
Could it be that I have dementia like Biden?
Because the president remembered nothing, his staff was busy discussing public relations strategies next door, but didn't call him.

He sat alone in his seat, as if he were out of place in the world.

The chief aide entered: "Your Excellency, the public relations plan is ready."

The president straightened up and gave the other person an anxious look.

"You post a message on social media saying, 'I was just kidding.'"

The president frowned: "This tactic again?"

"I used it once during the Russia-Ukraine war."

An old capitalist standing nearby reminded him, "It seems like it was used during the trade war as well."

The aide said firmly, "Trust me, as long as it works, that's fine."

-

The plane landed in LS.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this flight has arrived at its destination, LS."

Mickey let out a sharp scream.

"Why is it LS?! Aren't I going to Japan?!"

The passengers on the entire flight stared at him like he was an idiot.

The commander frowned, opened his phone, and searched for words such as "Japan," "Fukushima," and "earthquake."

All the news was old news from the past; the major earthquake I was hoping for never happened.

He was completely baffled: "Where's my earthquake detector? Who could have cracked it? This is an improved, encrypted version!"

That night, he stayed in a hotel, wrapped in a thick quilt, staring at the thangka on the wall, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

That question kept nagging at me.

"What if I have an earthquake?"

The next day, he sat on a green train on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, his eyes dark with dark circles, looking out at the snow-capped mountains and the rising sun.

"What if I have an earthquake?"

(End of this chapter)