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“Ms. Emily, I’m afraid you’ve misunderstood.”

"I don't have many special skills, but I have a keen eye for detail."

Mulan's gaze shifted from Emily to the team leader, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the situation was back under control regarding "gossip about men and women." A subtle, enigmatic smile played on her lips.

"You, and the 'charm' you display, may just be a distraction..."

"Just a 'shield'!"

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Adult matters shouldn't be explained too explicitly, lest they set a bad example for children.

However, as Mulan playfully pointed her finger at the leader of the bald eagle and Dr. Witt in the air, the situation immediately became uncontrollable.

What does it mean to have a deafening commotion of gongs and drums and a cacophony of firecrackers?

That's it now.

"what?!"

"Oh, God!"

"Accusations...what?"

The entire Bald Eagle delegation erupted in chaos!

Everyone, from the entourage to the experts, stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief and a hint of unprepared panic.

A bunch of heads bobbed back and forth between the bald eagle leader, whose face instantly turned liver-colored and who was speechless, and Dr. Witt, who wished he could bury his head under the table.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only heavy breathing and the grating sound of chairs being moved.

Homosexual.

In the United States at this time, especially in the wake of the McCarthyist purges and closely associated with labels such as "security risks," "moral stains," and "potential weaknesses in communist infiltration," this term itself was a highly destructive "unconventional weapon."

In the military, government secret departments, and technology fields related to national security, this is an absolutely taboo and high-voltage line that must not be touched. Once you get involved, it's not just a matter of ruining your personal future; the entire project or team may be shrouded in suspicion and scrutiny.

Mulan's gesture went far beyond technical debate or personal moral accusations; it was like throwing a political and cultural "dirty bomb" directly into the enemy's core territory!

In the other countries' delegations' seating area, expressions varied and fascinating. The French representatives whispered among themselves, their faces revealing undisguised excitement and amusement at the spectacle. This mix of sensational privacy and political taboos was even more thrilling than the gossip in Parisian salons.

Representatives from some culturally conservative regions or countries with strong religious backgrounds showed anger and extreme disapproval, as if Mulan's words had polluted the atmosphere of the meeting.

One Middle Eastern delegate even stood up impatiently and loudly denounced in heavily accented English: "This is a shameless personal attack! An insult to human dignity! Chairman of the conference, I demand an immediate stop to this despicable remark that has nothing to do with the agenda!"

“That’s right! This is so basic! It has nothing to do with technical discussions!” Other Western representatives immediately echoed, and the scene became somewhat out of control.

In an instant, countless questioning, disdainful, excited, and angry gazes rained down on the lonely figure on the podium from all directions.

Even within our delegation, there was a slight unrest and concern.

A young attendant in the back row couldn't help but whisper to his companion, "Deputy Commander, what's the point of all this? He was clearly in the right just now, and now he's bringing this up... Isn't this just giving them a handle against him?"

“Yes,” his companion said, his brow furrowed. “How can you bring something like this up in public without any evidence? And to say it so… bluntly. Now look what’s happened! We’ve become the target of everyone’s criticism. This mudslinging is going to ruin everything!”

The elderly translators frowned deeply.

"Nonsense! How did a game that was going so well turn into this? Keep digging deeper into the issues of 'loyalty' and academic independence; the moral high ground is on our side! What are you talking about with this talk of relationships? And to bring that up is one thing, but to drag... this kind of thing into it!"

Is it appropriate to bring up the topic of "Rabbit God" in such a solemn international setting? This...this is utterly inappropriate!

The most vehement reaction came from the elderly translator surnamed Dong, who was proficient in a less common language.

The elderly man surnamed Dong, whose hair was neatly combed and who wore thick glasses, had always boasted that he was "well-versed in Western etiquette and rules." He had privately expressed his dissatisfaction with Mulan's unconventional and sharp-tongued style, which he believed was "damaging to the refined manners of the superior nation."

At this moment, his face was ashen, his fingers trembling slightly as he pointed towards the podium. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he turned to the head of the delegation, who sat silently in the center of the front row, and complained:

"Commander! Listen to this... this is outrageous!"

Although he lowered his voice, those in the next few rows could clearly hear the deep sorrow in his words.

"The situation that was originally in the right was dragged into the gutter by her few words! 'Rabbit God'? How can such vulgar and obscene language be uttered in front of all nations?"

This is no longer a debate; this is self-destruction, giving others a handle to use against us!

Seeing the commander's brow furrow slightly, and that he didn't immediately express his opinion, he spoke with even greater earnestness: "Commander, this is a matter of great importance, concerning the nation's dignity and international standing. We cannot let her continue to act recklessly! We must correct this immediately and reverse the damage!"

"Oh? You have a way?"

"Yes! There are some!"

As he spoke, the old translator pulled out several sheets of densely written manuscript paper from his leather briefcase and showed them to the translator as if he had been prepared for this.

"Just in case, I... I have prepared a well-written draft statement here, the main point of which is to clarify that my personal remarks do not represent the position of the delegation, and to express regret for any possible misunderstandings. It's not too late for me to go up and replace Comrade Mulan!"

As long as we are sincere, we can surely quell the astonishment of our friendly nations and let them see our sincerity and magnanimity in admitting and correcting our mistakes!

As soon as he finished speaking, two or three translators around him, who were usually on good terms with him or who also adhered to the principle of "safety first," whispered in agreement: "Yes, Commander, what Elder Dong said makes sense."

"The most urgent task is to control the situation on site and eliminate any adverse effects."

"The right thing to do is to send someone up to apologize and bring the topic back to the technical aspects."

Ha, are our friendly nations surprised for no reason?

Such distant words...

I've spent half my life on the battlefield, all so that these few words would disappear from my sight!

The regimental commander glared at them, suppressing the restless fellows with just a look.

Then, he looked up at Mulan and asked inquiringly: Girl, do you want me to go and help?

However, Mulan remained standing there, her back ramrod straight.

Her expression remained unshaken by the criticisms from within her own side or the overwhelming accusations from the outside world, as if those surging voices and gazes were nothing more than waves crashing against ancient reefs, capable of shattering into spray and not shaking them in the slightest.

She even politely declined the commander's concern with a smile.

At this moment, Mulan alone has become an army!

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