Chapter 122 The Beast Trapped in the Darkroom

Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

Chapter 122 The Beast Trapped in the Darkroom

"In the future, the Earth Destiny Council will continue to uphold the core concept of protecting mankind and defending the earth, and resolutely fight against the dark forces of other worlds..."

Africa is still a bit hot in September.

But compared to the natural climate, what really makes people feel hot inside is the huge authority and power.

Johannesburg, Africa's leading industrial and mining center, gold and diamond trading place, and financial center, has seen its international status rise steadily during this period.

——Last month, Johannesburg became the African location of the Council for the Destiny of the Earth.

The conditions for the Board of Directors to select continental branches are “significant advantages and great popularity in terms of culture, economy, or population.”

Of course, to avoid political friction, the council chose no capital city.

Johannesburg is a large city in Africa, but when looking at the world, it is not ranked very high and can only barely make it into the top 100.

However, when it became a "world public territory" and the "Council's African branch", a large amount of money and political power poured in, and its status skyrocketed, becoming a shining pearl on the land of Africa.

In this era, people have gradually realized one thing: the closer they are to the extraordinary, the closer they are to power and power.

Just like now, the person standing on the podium of the newly built African branch of the Council used to be just a thin and depressed old man, but now he has transformed into the person in charge of Johannesburg. From his words The words spoken here are no longer nonsense that can be ignored, but the "power of language" that must be respected!

Today, the heads of the seven continental divisions of the Council, as well as the Council members, are slowly replacing heads of state and becoming the most powerful people in the world.

What's more, this African-American old man is a real capable person who "hides away from the court". After being assigned a great responsibility, he overcame all obstacles and completed all the work perfectly. His achievements, abilities, and status are all impeccable. What he said Naturally popular.

Below the podium, in the dark crowd, Dietrich was carrying a heavy camera, motionless, and concentrating on recording. She was petite and had an extremely slender waist, but she could carry a load larger than her five heads combined. He can operate the big camera easily and is obviously a real ladies man.

"...Okay, here is the free question time..."

"Minister Mbiwa, have you met the official members of the temple? Does the African station have a detailed plan on [how to transform supernatural power into productivity and improve human living standards]?"

"Your Excellency, what are your plans for the African branch of the Council? Will you cooperate with the temple to establish extraordinary schools?"

"In the past month, a large number of military forces have been assembled in the southern hemisphere. Minister Mbiwa, what do you think of this?"

Reporters asked questions one after another, and the thin old man named Mbiwa patiently answered them.

Time flies and the routine press conference ends. Even if the interviewers are reluctant to leave, they can only leave here under the organization of security personnel.

Dietrich also carried the camera back home, but instead of going to the hotel, she got into a painted van parked on the street.

"Sister, you are back. Is it hot? Come on, drink some ice water..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and work!" Dietrich lightly kicked her colleague, took off the camera's memory and put it into the computer:

"Brothers, today Minister Mbiwa broke a lot of explosive news. Although there is a lot of official talk, it reveals a lot of useful information. Hurry up and read it! After sorting it out and putting it online, I won't believe it. We can't grab the headlines and traffic.

!”

The van started moving slowly, and everyone except the driver began to work frantically. Dietrich worked like a madman, multitasking, never letting her mouth wander:

"Regarding the [future planning of the African station], please read carefully! It has been confirmed that the temple coming to Johannesburg is Olivia Roberts. According to the grapevine, she is a person that anyone can trust from the bottom of their hearts."

A good person, therefore, this place is likely to become an important base for assistance, medical care, propaganda, and logistics..."

"News headlines must be explosive! Today's young people like those impactful stunts... Yes, the font should be bolded by three sizes!"

"Attention, regarding the report [a large number of military forces amassed in the Southern Hemisphere], the wording must be carefully considered. Please show it to me before sending it. My intuition tells me that this is a very serious matter..."

In this turbulent era, media and literary works have also ushered in their own glory.

Any news report about the "Temple" or the "Earth Destiny Council" may spark public opinion and make the publisher a lot of money.

Dietrich leads a small team and has her own website. Since the end of June, with her keen intuition about major events and desperate work intensity, she has released a lot of breaking news. The number of clicks on the website has skyrocketed, and everyone has posted

A small fortune.

——After the arrival of the extraordinary, a lot of professions have a second life. As long as you have the ability and brains to rub the edge of the temple, at least you will have enough food and clothing.

The team led by Dietrich took a sip of hot soup. Although she made some money, she was obviously not satisfied yet. Supported by her strong curiosity and desire to explore, Dietrich was simply tempted by the carrot.

donkey.

"Big sister!"

Daitrice was excited when she was interrupted by her subordinate, who frowned displeasedly:

"What?"

"Uh...nothing, I just wanted to ask, where should we go next? The next press conference in Johannesburg is next Wednesday, and there are still eight days left."

"Look at you looking so thief...what? Do you have a plan?"

"Hey." The subordinate took out a photo from the document bag and showed it to Dietrich proudly:

"How about this?"

It's an obvious candid view. The shooting location seems to be in a large airtight room. Many people in white clothes are busy. There is also a half-open metal cabin in the middle, which seems to contain some kind of humanoid thing.

The blood flowed to the ground and was ignored, much like the evil human experiments in old movies from the 1980s.

"Is this in...?"

"Florence."

Daitrice's eyes widened:

"Are you crazy? Are you suspecting that the European branch of the Earth Destiny Council...is conducting experiments against humanity?"

"Hey, hey, I didn't say that." The subordinate's head shook like a rattle:

"It's just that the person who provided me with the photo was my high school classmate. I spent a lot of money to get one. Wouldn't it be a pity not to take a look?"

"Do you have the ability to sneak in?"

"That's what I'm saying, eldest sister, we are freelance journalists with certificates and follow the regular procedures! There is also a press conference in Florence. When the time comes, let's mention this matter and swindle the spokesperson, maybe we can get the real big news.

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Chapter completed!