The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 458 Rejuvenation! (asking for monthly ticket)

Xu Meng was a little surprised when she looked at the lonely green dot in the White House on the global activation map of the Dream Machine.

Who plays games in the White House?
This is not just a small mobile game, you can also play it secretly after work.

This is a dream machine!
You have to fall asleep before you can use it!

Slacking off right under the president's nose, for hours at a time?
Which department’s employees are so bold?

According to the background identity information, the logged-in user is an Indian named Makodi.

But this person should live in the central United States - Genoa, Nebraska, not Washington, the political center of the East Coast!

Of course, the stronger evidence is:
Xiao Meng found this person's obituary.

Xu Meng had an idea in her mind, but she didn't dare to admit it.

It can't be the US President himself, right?
The dream machine is such a sensitive thing. He vowed on social networks a week ago that this thing would brainwash people. Now he is using it like this?

Have you not deleted your post yet?
Xu Meng couldn't believe it and asked Xiao Meng to open Juanyun to find the updates he had posted. She discovered that it was still on the homepage.

"Be careful! The brainwashing machines from Xia Country are invading the United States!
You would be foolish to believe that this machine is completely harmless.

Everything you thought you could get, but it was all fake!
Fake Wife! Fake Money! Fake Life!
ALL FAKE!!! (All fake!)
Patriots, stay away from this dangerous machine!"
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In Xu Meng's view, this behavior of shouting loudly on social networks without any actual targeted measures is no longer a declaration of war, but a political performance, so he naturally will not waste energy on it.

When you see it, just laugh it off and forget about it.

Now it seems that I have underestimated the thickness of politicians' skin again.

"Master! Do you want to block his account?" Xiao Meng asked excitedly.

"Ah?" Xu Meng was stunned. "Why?"

"Logging in with false identity information violates our user agreement!" Xiao Meng waved her arms happily, her face full of anticipation, "Block the account!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." Xu Meng stopped the little guy, "Let's see what he is doing first."

"Ok."

Xiao Meng pouted in disappointment and took Xu Meng's hand to start positioning.

The surrounding environment changed rapidly, from an ordinary office to a sprawling metropolis with bright lights and nightlife.

When Xu Meng looked up, she saw a plump female figure outlined by a purple light strip. She was posing seductively and enchantingly, blowing kisses to passers-by.

The outline of the woman's shoulders rests on a large sign.

The words on the sign are also made up of pink and purple neon lights——

[Pacemaker Club]
"???" Xu Meng's head was instantly filled with question marks, "Pacemaker Club???"

At this moment, he had deep doubts about his own speculation.

As the president of a country, who is not young anymore, the first thing he would do when entering the virtual world is to watch a striptease show, right? ? ?

"Did I guess wrong?"

Xu Meng is a little unconfident.

But now that I'm here, I might as well take a look.

But just as he was about to step in, he suddenly thought of something.

Tap your chest and change into another look.

——It’s true that he’s here to do serious work, but if players catch him visiting a strip club, who knows what outrageous things they’ll say!

While he was changing his clothes, Xiao Meng, who was holding his hand, also tiptoed.

Not only did she change her clothes and appearance, but she also grew a lot taller. In the blink of an eye, she went from a little girl to a young girl.

But Xu Meng shook her head and said, "No, children can't go into this kind of place."

Xiao Meng blinked.

Click your feet again and start the second transformation.

This time, the little girl turned into a mature big sister who was a head taller than Xu Meng and had long pink and blue hair!
Xu Meng's forehead was filled with black lines.

He knocked her on the head and said, "Change back!"

"Oh..." Xiao Meng changed back aggrievedly.

But it did not return to its original appearance, but instead changed into a girl's form.

Obviously he hasn't given up.

Xu Meng held her face helplessly and rubbed it, saying, "Go play by yourself first. When I'm done, I'll go with you to be pirates and rob players, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao Meng immediately nodded and agreed, turned around and disappeared, preparing her pirate captain costume.

Only then did Xu Meng walk into the club with peace of mind.

...Amid the explosive music, the performance on the stage is gradually building towards its climax.

Xu Meng just took a look and almost popped her eyes out——

It was Vivian the fuck on the stage, dancing and taking off her clothes?!

But he soon reacted:

no.

There are players who created their own characters based on Vivian's appearance, and then came here to work part-time.

——Her payment code was placed in front of the stage, and there was even a social network account below the payment code.

Xu Meng took a deep breath and then managed to resist the urge to stop this adult version of Cosplay performance.

He turned his head and walked through the noisy crowd.

Soon, a figure framed by a green outline appeared.

Xu Meng was a little surprised - this back figure was obviously different from the one he often saw on the news.

Lost a lot of weight.

"Did you really make a mistake?"

Xu Meng walked around a little, came to the front of the man and took a look, and there were more question marks in his head.

——This man is both the President of the United States and not the President of the United States.

Because sitting at the small table, gracefully shaking his wine glass, was a handsome young man with blond hair.

Xu Meng had seen this face on social networks.

That was the president's face when he was young.

At that time, he was not yet the president, nor was he as stubborn and rebellious as he is today. He was still a sunny, handsome, and pampered rich second-generation.

Xu Meng looked at this young version of the president and was a little unsure for a moment——

Is this a real presidential rejuvenation, a return to his youth?

Or is he a fanatical admirer of a certain president, using this method to narrow the distance between himself and his idol?

Or maybe it's some kind of fishing behavior.

He activated the dream machine in the White House and logged into the sprawling city, just to lure himself out to meet and talk.

Xu Meng didn't think anyone could threaten her, so she walked over to the table and said hello:

"Mr. President?"
The blond man raised his head and looked at Xu Meng, with obvious confusion in his eyes.

Xu Meng sat down in front of him and tapped the table with his fingers.

An invisible barrier rose up, separating the table from the surrounding crowd.

They were still in the club and could clearly see everything outside the barrier, but people outside could only see two NPCs drinking.

A separate mirror copy was created by Xu Meng in the blink of an eye.

Xu Meng also took off his disguise, revealing his true identity.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Xu Meng."

This magical scene stunned the young blond man, and there was obvious shock in his eyes.

But he did not respond, nor did he admit his identity. Instead, he shook his head and said, "You got the wrong person."

"you are not?"

"Of course not." The young man shook his head and denied it.

He no longer looked at Xu Meng, but turned his head to continue enjoying the performance on the stage.

Xu Meng was a little confused at first.

The young man's calm demeanor was indeed different from the president he had in mind, who was boastful and eager to show off.

But he quickly shook his head and gave up on exploring the issue.

Regardless of whether the other party was right or not, he obviously had no intention of admitting it and was not interested in the topic.

No matter how much evidence he produces, it will be useless.

He didn't threaten to block his account or anything like that - even if the person in question wasn't the president, he was most likely wealthy or powerful, and it wouldn't be difficult for him to come up with some legal or even "real" fake identities.

He then skipped the question of identity and started a new conversation: "How does it feel to have a young body again?"

As soon as this question was asked, the blond young man finally put down the wine glass in his hand and turned his gaze back to Xu Meng.

He straightened his back slightly, raised his hand to look at the smooth skin on the back of his hand, and slowly uttered a word:
“Unparalleled!”
(End of this chapter)