The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 93: Upcoming Interview
Xiu Nuo looked Quan Rui up and down at this moment.

Judging from what I have learned recently, her current condition will indeed drive people here crazy.

It seems to be of some use.

Xiunuo waved his hand and said, "Go find Jonas and tell him that I asked you to go to the Bazel family. There, you may get everything you wanted when you came to America, but at the same time, there are some things that you need to do."

Xiu Nuo did not ask Quan Rui for her opinion.

This guy is just a chess piece, and chess pieces should be prepared to be manipulated at will.

Quan Rui did not move. She bit her lip and said, "Boss, I think I might be more useful if I were by your side."

Xiu Nuo smiled. He walked over, stretched out his hand and lifted Quan Rui's chin with a smile on his face: "Why don't you tell me, what made you feel that I need you to solve the problem?"

A demonic energy emerged from Xiunuo's fingers, and in an instant, Quan Rui felt as if all the strength in her body was being sucked away.

Xiu Nuo's voice sounded like a devil: "What I can give you, you can take back at any time. You are like a reborn. What I give you can make your skin like a child. So do you think I can turn you into an old woman?"

Quan Rui's face turned pale instantly, and her voice began to tremble: "I know what to do, boss."

Xiu Nuo released his hand and said calmly: "Enjoy your life. If you are willing to keep sucking, you will still look like this in fifty years. Besides, you seem to be enjoying it. Maybe you can enjoy it and become the First Lady of the United States in the future."

"The First Lady?" Quan Rui looked at Xiu Nuo. She didn't think that the man in front of her would lie to her, even though this sentence was so unbelievable!

"What do I need to do!" Quan Rui no longer had the fear she had just felt. Now her mind was full of fantasies about the first lady.

Xiu Nuo laughed, "Contact Jonas. The Bazel family is preparing to enter politics. It's time to show your ambition, girl."

Quan Rui left with fantasies about the future.

Xiunuo was looking forward to it, if the future first lady of the United States could be an illegal immigrant or a "witch" who relied on the art of collecting and replenishing energy to get to the top.

Then the fate of America may have come to an end, right?
Of course that's all for later.

After that, Xiunuo rested in this holiday estate for about a week, catching up on his knowledge of modern society and all the troubles in America.

However, Xiunuo discovered that some of the things he wanted were a little difficult to find in America, but he had found a way. There seemed to be a lot of dirty laundry about America in his hometown.

Some things just look outrageous.

At least, Xiunuo had wondered before why the water he drank tasted a little sweet, but now he knew it was lead sugar, and the lead in the water was fucking too high!

Although I had heard the bank manager mention it before, it was obvious that the bank manager did not say that this thing not only cheated black people, but also white people, and even some rich people were deeply affected by it.

After knowing this, Xiu Nuo suddenly understood why he always saw all kinds of strange guys. It's actually nothing when this thing exceeds the standard, it just physically reduces the IQ.

The reduction is not much, 3-5 points if it is good, 8-9 points if it is bad. Doesn't sound like much? But what if the basic panel of the people in this place is relatively low? This number is just enough to turn people into paranoid idiots. Isn't it a coincidence?

Then it goes downhill all the way, and there are more and more idiots.

After this incident broke out, the American government, which promised to improve water pipes, has not taken any action for many years.

What’s even more outrageous is that this was news a few years ago, but there are still countless people at the bottom of society who don’t actually know about it.

At least, those who went to church to pray and drank the slightly sweet holy water thought it was a gift from God. As for the church, most of them didn't even know about it.

When Xiunuo saw this incident, he thought it was made up. With such a developed social network, how could such a thing be concealed?
However, the result is that Xiunuo underestimated the power of the information cocoon. He also underestimated the meaning of the saying that the Internet has no memory.

On the way back to Silver Lake, Xiunuo looked at his phone and asked, "I don't think anyone is discussing the mayor's case."

"Are you discussing whether the mayor is a copper fetishist?" Jonas, who was driving, smiled bitterly. "We should suppress this kind of thing if we can."

"What about freedom of speech? Isn't this what America has always advocated?"

"Why do you advocate it, boss?" Jonas said playfully, "Because there is nothing, that's why I advocate it, right?"

"He's just the mayor of Los Angeles. The public is used to seeing politicians like him. They were going to explode at first, but for most Americans, these politicians would only be problematic if they had some problems. So after two days of condemnation, the incident was forgotten. The celebrity gossip can completely cover it up."

Jonas added: "When the president, both houses of Congress, and a bunch of celebrities are exposed for having this habit, it may really cause the chaos you want to see."

"Yeah, he's just a mayor, and the discussion level of this matter is not as high as that of our genius." Xiu Nuo looked at Xiong En's remarks on his phone and felt a little strange: "I saw that he talked about his own ideas on other platforms, why is it that Xiong En only posted some daily life on TT? Damn, he would also go to the black community to give money?"

"I was curious about this, too. I went to ask Kofi about it, and the answer I got was that Xiong En's political views are not accepted on TT. TT does not allow the posting and acceptance of things related to contraband." Jonas said with melancholy, "Do you know, boss? Let alone two years ago, even a year ago, I would never have thought that the last barrier to contraband for young Americans would be provided by a network software from the University of Tokyo! What's wrong with this world?"

Xiu Nuo put down his phone. "Look at it, the world is getting better, Jonas. Xiong En is going to be interviewed on a TV show tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, I have to admit that with the help of Kofi, Xiong En's outrageous views are really popular. No matter whether people support him or not, his popularity on the Internet is ridiculous! At first, The Tonight Show was only going to ask him to record a show, but after the news was announced, everyone below requested that the show be broadcast live like the previous one."

"You know, when NBC announced that this interview program would be live-broadcasted as usual, their subscription numbers skyrocketed! Not just in the United States, but also in overseas channels! They even added a session for collecting comments and questions in advance. That section crashed within an hour of going online because there were too many people. After it was fixed, there were more than 100,000 comments in one day. A friend of mine who works at NBC told me that their originally grumpy director now has a smile on his face every day because of this incident."

Xiu Nuo laughed and said, "I am looking forward to this TV interview. I wonder what surprises Xiong En can bring us."

Jonas looked desperate: "I don't have high hopes for the boss. The live broadcast will start in 20 hours. I am sure that if he succeeds, this will be the beginning of the demise of America!"

(End of this chapter)