Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

A faint, yet palpable, pressure of authority slowly spread out, chilling all the Russian personnel in the meeting hall to the bone, as if they were standing in a bottomless abyss of ice.

The scholar-academician who had just been reciting poetry suddenly felt his legs go weak and almost collapsed into his chair. The blank letter in his hand fluttered to the ground, all traces of his previous arrogance gone.

The once aggressive military commander lowered his head, no longer daring to meet Chen Yinmo's gaze. His delusion of seizing the immortal land by force was now completely shattered.

The US and British envoys sat to the side, silently watching the Russians' defeated and embarrassed appearance, secretly glad that they hadn't had the idea of ​​competing for Mars.

Old Mo was too lazy to waste any more words with them. With a flick of his sleeves, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared from the hall in an instant, returning to his space to be with his wife.

The hall remained silent for a long time. The head of the Russian delegation let out a long sigh of relief, his face extremely grim. The long poem he had just recited, boasting of military strength and attempting to seize the stars, now seemed utterly ironic and laughable.

"Immediately issue orders to withdraw all troops participating in exercises along the border and cease all military pressure campaigns against China..."

This scene of the negotiations was also broadcast on television in various countries.

At this moment, no country dared to covet Mars anymore.

The Queen also approached Princess Anne, hoping she could persuade Old Murdoch to take some older British people to Mars.

However, Old Mo refused.

Old Mo means that only Chinese people are allowed on Mars. Mars belongs to China, and no one should even think about coveting it.

Interestingly, the Prime Minister of Japan also approached Old Mo.

There was no other way; he already had Lao Mo's phone number, so he just called Lao Mo directly.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, I know you don't want the population on Mars to be mixed, with both white and black people. Your thoughts are the same as mine, and I think you're absolutely right!"

Old Mo was speechless.

"Mr. Prime Minister, did you call me just to flatter me?"

The Prime Minister chuckled and said, "Mr. Merkel, we've been partners for so many years. Don't be so formal!"

Look, the people of our two countries are of the same race. There aren't many people in your China right now. So, could we consider sending some people from our country to Mars?

Old Mo laughed as soon as he heard that.

"Alright, since the Prime Minister has spoken, we can't refuse him this courtesy."

The Prime Minister was overjoyed upon hearing this. He hadn't held out much hope when he made the call, but he hadn't expected Old Mo to agree.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo. How many people do you need? I'll arrange it for you right away."

Old Mo smiled and said, "I can arrange as many people as you want, but I only have one condition: I only want women, and beautiful women at that."

Please don't assign those oddly shaped or deformed individuals; I don't want the Martian population to become increasingly unattractive. Thank you!

"Forehead?"

The Prime Minister was speechless.

If all we need are women, wouldn't that just create a bunch of baby-making machines?

What use are women? What use are they to the Japanese?

"Um, Mr. Mo, could you possibly need a few men, ten or eight would be fine too!"

Old Mo decisively replied, "No. I'll consider it if you agree to this plan. Also, you need to make sure they learn Chinese. Otherwise, they'll have a hard time surviving on Mars."

The Prime Minister was speechless.

After thinking it over, he decided not to rule out the possibility entirely.

"Um, Mr. Mo, could you let me have a meeting and think about it?"

"Sure, I'll be waiting for your call anytime."

After hanging up the phone, the Japanese Prime Minister immediately convened a meeting.

At the meeting, the Japanese high-ranking officials turned green with anger when they heard that only women were wanted.

It's obvious that all Old Murdoch wants is a batch of reproductive tools! Isn't this just handing them free kills?

Finally, the Prime Minister spoke.

"Have you ever thought about this? Even though they are women, as long as they give birth to children, they are also descendants of us Japanese! At the very least, this is an opportunity for us Japanese, one that other countries would find difficult to have."

Upon hearing this, the senior executives felt that it seemed to make sense.

As long as you give these women a good lesson before you go, and tell them that they are Japanese, then the children they have will also be Japanese.

At least they have a chance now, right?

The Prime Minister is right; other countries would find it difficult to have this opportunity.

In the end, they actually agreed.

Old Mo had his reasons for agreeing to this condition.

Mars is full of Chinese people; such offspring are not good. Bring more women; the offspring will be of a better breed.

Old Mo suddenly had an idea.

Other countries want opportunities, right? Then give them those opportunities. As long as it's a woman, Old Mo wants her.

The men on Mars are all monks, and they're very strong in that area. It's easy for a man to marry several wives.

If that's the case, why not take it?

The more women there are on Mars, the faster they will reproduce!

Just do it.

Old Mo immediately posted a message online under his own name.

Hello everyone, I'm Chen Yinmo. I agree that many countries want to send people to Mars.

Therefore, from now on, any country with both white and yellow populations can send a group of people to live on Mars.

I have only one condition: I only want women, and they must be young and beautiful. I'll take as many as you want, as long as you're willing to arrange it.

The moment this news was posted online, it caused an uproar across the entire internet.

When the high-ranking officials of those countries saw this message, they were so angry they were practically drooping.

Everyone knows that Old Mo is just a breeding machine!

But the women in those countries didn't see it that way. This was their chance!

What's wrong with Chinese people? Those Chinese people who can cultivate themselves are beyond the reach of even the most ambitious women!

Therefore, they are very eager to go.

As a result, women in one country after another began to riot.

They started holding banners and marching.

Even if it costs them their lives, they will fight for this opportunity.

Moreover, these women's families also agree and support them.

As long as someone in their family goes to Mars and learns cultivation, they can teach them when they come back!

It's important to know that these people can return to Mars, and they can come back twice a year.

Soon, the high-level officials of those countries couldn't hold out any longer and began to consider this issue.

To Old Mo's surprise, the Queen also called Princess Anne, hoping that Princess Anne could take Old Mo back for a proper talk.

Old Mo did not refuse.

They returned with Princess Anne and their children.

Soon, the Queen and her husband sat down face to face with the Merkels and began negotiations.

"Your Highness, Prince of Hong Kong, you haven't forgotten that you are still the Prince of Hong Kong, have you?"

The Queen's words sealed Old Mo's identity.