Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 898: Prediction in the Fire

Projection playback.

Mohan responded to Siyo's seemingly friendly proposal as follows: "Haha."

Si Yue: "In my memory, young fortune tellers can also grow very quickly. Women among them will realize more truths around menopause and quickly grow into effective fortune tellers with a prediction success rate of up to 30%. Men can only achieve this achievement at the age of 56."

Mohanwei: “Haha.”

Si Yue: "Of course you should also know that there is a man who claims to be the descendant of the Queen of Divination. His hair is not red, let alone red hair. He is a witch. At the age of 36, he achieved an extraordinary achievement of 42% success rate in prediction."

Joan rolled her eyes, her curiosity bursting out again.

Before she could ask, Si Yue continued, "His name is Pudu Gegongmei. Junior, what do you think of this man?"

Mohanwei: “Haha.”

Si Yue frowned: "You have to say something."

Mohanwei kept his mouth shut and looked at him without saying a word. If the expression on his face was not one of innocence, it would have been one of ridicule.

Si Yue's face darkened: "It seems that our conversation today is coming to an end."

Qiao An said hurriedly: "Such an open and frank conversation is of great significance. If you two are tired of talking, why not let me say a few words."

Si Yue didn't get the answer he wanted, and he obviously didn't want it to end here. He said without thinking, "Please go ahead, Mrs. Qiao An."

Joan smiled and reminded, "Sir, in addition to my rights to my family, I am also a presidential candidate for this term."

Si Yue changed the topic very politely: "Please go ahead, candidate Joan."

Qiao An: "Please forgive me for not being as knowledgeable as you are, but after the snowstorm, I also studied a lot of information about forecasters, such as the old lady Hualei from Mira and the old lady Cefens who has been declared dead in my country. Many of them can actually predict their own deaths, which is what people usually call the Grim Reaper's sickle. Some people avoided it and even lived to be over 200 years old."

Si Yue: "Haha, two hundred?"

He raised his eyebrows in disgust.

Mohan said at this time: “Haha.”

Si Yue was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick: "I'm not imitating you, haha!"

Mohanwei smiled at him: "Haha."

Si Yue said angrily: "Today's conversation ends here. You broke your promise, junior. I didn't hear your proposal was great at all, let alone thank you for sending a president to our country. I will not care about the terrible process of your Kitty Hawk turning into realistic idealism. Now, you go first, I will go last to close this room."

Qiao An got up quickly and smiled suddenly: "Ah, no, haha."

She immediately wished she could cover up her laughter, but it was too late.

Si Yue looked even angrier, and shouted at Mohan: "Even if we only read the limited knowledge in books, you and I both know what realistic idealism is. They want to solve the people's livelihood problems with sacks on their backs, and give their own and other people's money to anyone who may be really poor or pretend to be poor. Over time, they develop a kind of arrogant sense of responsibility. No place in this world can survive without them. In the end, they either die of exhaustion or are spit on. The most regrettable thing is that they will never understand why the people who helped them without reservation also spit on them until they die. They will never understand what it means to keep strength for themselves."

Joan: "Uh, well, uh, you can talk for a while, even if you don't talk about the presidential election, you can talk for a while, today's opportunity is so rare."

Mohan’s smile remained unchanged: “Haha.”

Si Yue simply replied with one word: "Get lost."

Qiao An also tried to smooth things over: "Listen to me"

Si Yue: "Get out! Let's discuss it again. My bottom line is clear. If one day my country is really helpless against the snowstorm, I will lead the people to bow to the Lifeless Investment Company. At that time, no matter who is the president, they will have to obey. Maybe my country can even occupy a superior position in this chaotic and leaderless company. Listen to me, the Grand Council has long been above the President's Office. This is not a legend."

Qiao An's expression changed, and he begged Mo Hanwei humbly: "Elder, please say a few more words, at least to ease the tense atmosphere before we leave."

Mohanwei stood up at her words and took a step towards Si Yue: "Decades ago, you and I had an agreement that was not a strict agreement. I firmly believed that there should be tenderness behind the means, while you were young and energetic and advocated iron fists and ruthlessness. Now it seems that my little eagle is a fool, and is in the process of blackening from idealism in his mind to idealism in reality. Your Jilin died under your protection and education. Neither of us has cultivated or found people who are truly helpful to this planet. I am afraid that we will all lose. Goodbye, senior."

He walked away with his head held high without looking back.

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Si Yue's disgusted look, she nodded quickly and followed Mohanwei.

Si Yue watched them leave with cold eyes, and only relaxed when he saw the door close smoothly.

Queen, large living room.

Ye Lin, who thought the document was over, said, “Hey, they mentioned the Purdue director?”

Yue Feng nodded at the projection: "There's more."

Si Yue, who was sitting alone, spoke slowly: "Butler, can you control the other butler here and prevent it from interfering with my call?"

Mechanical voice: "Master, please rest assured. Although Area 1 is full of people from that company, and the chief scientist is also here, I have monitored that it is still safe here. They have not used higher-level monitoring equipment in Area 1."

Si Yue: "Okay, connect me to Ms. Cefens and tell her I'm looking for her. Tell her to stop pretending to be dead and not answering."

About a minute later, a trembling female voice appeared: "Hello, Mr. Speaker."

"Hello, Cefens. On the day of the snowstorm a year ago, you submitted your last forecast report and were declared dead. I have to say that your funeral was as realistic as the real thing, but I knew you were still alive, so I didn't investigate further. Otherwise, I would have dug up your coffin to see if it was you inside. Now I need to talk to you for a few words. Do you understand me?"

Cefens said with some resistance: "Mr. Speaker, everything I want to say is in that report. I can guarantee that it is comprehensive and detailed."

Si Yue: "I read it very carefully and in detail, but you didn't write clearly what you were afraid of. Why did you pretend to be dead?"

Cefens said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, although you hold power and were the strongest among the strong before the snowstorm, and you are surrounded by strong men, you never understand what the Creator has arranged. Although you pray on time, I have seen in the news that you are a pious person."

Si Yue: "The Creator should destroy us silently, instead of letting us see hope in despair like now. Oh, speaking of this, I want to condemn you for one thing. Your report did not state that the Life Eternal Investment Company is the hope in the snowstorm." Cefens: "Sir, in the many predictions before and after my fake death, the Life Eternal Investment Company is not the hope in the snowstorm."

Si Yue asked back, "Are you sure? But they have snow planes. They will issue high-quality protection reports soon after the snowstorm appears. The dome can even rise into the sky in the current bad weather. Do you want to go for another forecast? Go now."

Cefensi: "I am predicting in my hand. I am predicting while talking to you. Just this morning I predicted danger, which scared me so much that I can't sleep until now. But when you found me, the danger prediction disappeared. Do you understand what I mean? I am randomly predicting every little thing that happened today, so that I can determine whose words and whose appearance are my danger. Now I have confirmed that you are my danger, sir. It would be great if you could stop talking to me."

Si Yue said clearly: "So, your prediction today will have a high success rate?"

Cefensi: "Huh? You're right."

Si Yue flashed a cold and ruthless smile: "Then you make a prediction now, and I will send someone to kill you in an hour, or let you continue to live if you continue to make successful predictions."

Cefens screamed at his words: "There is a change, a change! Guido, my student, come to me quickly, the prediction of the campfire has finally changed."

There were chaotic footsteps coming over, and more than one voice responded to her: "Teacher, what happened?"

Cefensi screamed, "Look at the fire, everyone write down what you see, and then compare and sort it out, look at the fire!"

"Yes, teacher."

"Yes, teacher."

"Yes, teacher."

Si Yue waited quietly until he heard the rustling sound of the pen on the paper. He murmured, "Recording with a pen."

A cold mechanical voice said, "Master, I cannot capture records that are not on the computer."

Si Yue shouted: "Read it out, what did you write!"

Cefens then shouted, "Oh, my ears, you, you are hurting my weak hearing!"

Si Yue lowered his voice: "Read it, ma'am, I command you to do so."

Cefensi: "I will read it, asshole, you are such an asshole."

Si.Yue: "What?"

Cefensi: "That was what I said just now, please ignore it."

Si Yue: "Huh."

Cefens: "Let me see what you remember, chaos? Snow? Yours is even worse, you drew a large area of ​​darkness"

Si Yue was impatient: "Put these records in order, I will have someone fetch them, and I will see them myself, with my own eyes."

Cefensi: "If you could come to my hideout and look at the fire yourself, you might be able to judge better than I can. Come?"

Si Yue: "I have no interest in going to the simple hiding place under the garbage dump on 12th Street. Also, I remind you that you can light a fire, but don't cause a fire, otherwise I can't guarantee that you won't succeed in faking your death again."

A voice came: "Teacher, the fire has started to change again."

Cefensi: "Sir, please wait a moment. Just when you threatened my life, the fire began to change again. It was shaking out a circle. No, no, this is a letter. This is a word. Write it down and spell out the letters. Rescuer!"

Si Yue: “What!”

Zefens said confidently, "Sir, the rescuer! We finally see a ray of hope amidst the desperate predictions from the snowstorm until today. The campfire predictions tell us that a rescuer is coming from a distant place. Her name exists in the genetic code of every race. When you see her, the code will be revealed. Her name is the rescuer."

Queen, large living room.

Ye Lin was stunned: "Are you talking about me? Or someone else?"

Yue Feng and the others laughed quietly to each other, and Johnny winked excitedly.

Si Yue asked calmly, "There's no good in joking with me, especially in such a desperate matter."

Cefens suddenly said forcefully, "Sir! It's not too late for you to repent for the large number of aliens killed in Area 1. It's not too late for you to repent for the innocent people killed throughout the country's history."

Si Yue: "The space office is responsible for the aliens. Don't blame me. The person in your prediction is from a distant place. I may not have ordered her to be killed."

Cefens said in a hard voice: "She! The prediction didn't say she was a person."

Si Yue: "If she is not a person, what else could she be? Unless you are mistaken, she, it, or he?"

Cefens: "She! We are not mistaken. As for whether she is a code name for a person, an object, or a spaceship, it is all possible."

Si Yue: "In this case, our prediction is also successful. Please continue to make predictions and keep records. At dusk before the snowstorm, put the records in a bag at the wastewater treatment center next to the garbage dump on Twelfth Street."

Cefensi: "Okay, but can I ask you something? What did you originally want to talk to me about? You didn't just happen to show up when my success rate was high, did you?

Si Yue complained: "I was disturbed by your new prediction. If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten it. This is what happened. Your report mentioned a forecaster named Pandora. You believed that she was at the base of the Endless Life Investment Company."

"Yes, Ms. Pandora, the prediction lady. Her origin of life can be traced back to eight hundred years ago. Some records claim that she can move souls and put souls into another body before the end of one body. Please think about her name carefully. She only predicts bad things and never predicts good things. Hundreds of years ago, she kept predicting natural disasters, floods, and snowstorms. I wrote it clearly in the report. This snowstorm should be predicted by her. If you can do it, let the Life Eternal Investment Company connect you and have a detailed conversation with Ms. Pandora. Maybe you will get better results."

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