Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan declared that any country that wanted Stardust technology should come to China to talk to him.

In a short time, countless countries began to respond.

More than one hundred diplomats from various countries, led by the United States, participated.

They gathered in the temporary conference room on the top floor of the Beijing Aerospace Center.

There were also dozens of journalists from around the world, their cameras flashing incessantly.

Diplomats from more than thirty countries sat on either side, while the U.S. representative stood in the center of the room, microphone in hand, speaking eloquently.

"The technology of Stardust should not belong to any one country; it is Earth's treasure! Only by sharing the technology can all countries enhance their strength and resist the threat of aliens—if China insists on monopolizing it, it will be going against the tide of history!"

It must be said that the US representative's words were quite insightful.

He remained silent about Meng Chuan, standing on the moral high ground and directing his criticism at the Dragon Kingdom.

As soon as he finished speaking, the representative from the island nation next to him immediately echoed:

“That’s right! Mr. Meng Chuan is a hero of the Earth. His achievements should serve all mankind, not become the ‘private property’ of the Dragon Kingdom!”

The reporters from China looked ashen-faced, their hands trembling as they held their cameras.

These people talk about benevolence and morality, claiming it's for "all mankind".

But all he could see was greed for the Stardust technology.

The entire series never mentioned the sacrifices of the Green Gang members on Mars, nor did it inquire about Meng Chuan's injuries.

Just then, the doors to the conference hall were pushed open, and Yingdie slowly pushed her wheelchair in.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Meng Chuan's full head of white hair was particularly striking under the light.

His face was pale, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

The previously noisy venue fell silent instantly, and all the flashes were pointed at Meng Chuan.

The diplomats, who had just been talking at length, all stood up in unison.

Even the US representative subconsciously toned down his arrogant demeanor.

They might dare to put pressure on the Dragon Kingdom, but they wouldn't dare to disrespect Meng Chuan.

Because billions of people around the world regard Monchuan as their spiritual leader.

Many people are more devout to Meng Chuan than to any religion.

If Meng Chuan were to frown even slightly, protests might erupt in their country.

If Meng Chuan were to utter a single word of "disapproval," their regime could be shaken.

This kind of deterrent power is far more terrifying than any army.

Meng Chuan didn't speak, but slowly turned his wheelchair, his eyes scanning the faces of each diplomat like a scanner.

Those who were caught in Meng Chuan's gaze either lowered their heads to avoid it or forced a smile.

No one dared to meet Meng Chuan's gaze calmly.

Until his gaze fell on the island nation's representative.

The island nation's diplomat held his head high, a faint hint of disdain playing at the corners of his mouth.

She met Meng Chuan's gaze directly, as if deliberately provoking him.

Meng Chuan's wheelchair was positioned in the center of the meeting room. His voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the entire hall:

"who are you?"

The island nation's diplomat immediately straightened his back and spoke in an arrogant tone:

"I am the diplomatic envoy of the Little Days Empire, representing our government..."

"Shut up."

Meng Chuan coldly interrupted him, the chill in his eyes almost freezing one's heart:

"The Little Days Empire? It disappeared more than seventy years ago. And you seem to have forgotten—your country doesn't even have complete military sovereignty, so what right do you have to stand here and talk to me about 'all mankind'?"

"With your Self-Defense Force, even if I gave you the Stardust, how would you protect 'all of humanity'?"

The island nation diplomat's face instantly turned a deep shade of liver, and he shouted in exasperation:

"This is an insult to our country! I protest to the Dragon Kingdom government!"

"protest?"

Meng Chuan chuckled and looked at the Green Gang disciples at the door:

"Someone, throw him out. Remember, throw him far away."

Everyone present was stunned when Meng Chuan said this.

Meng Chuan's tough stance took everyone by surprise.

Of course, everyone knows that Meng Chuan is establishing his authority and making an example of someone.

Unfortunately, the island nation's representative was used as a scapegoat by Meng Chuan.

However, Meng Chuan's blatant targeting was somewhat lacking in grace and composure.

“Mr. Meng Chuan, we are all representatives of our respective countries. In your country’s terms, it is said that envoys are not killed in times of war. You…”

The US representative spoke with some displeasure.

Although Meng Chuan's status and position are not low.

China is now undoubtedly the number one superpower.

But the United States is not weak either.

Besides, he has so many allies behind him.

The island nation's dogs are, after all, dogs raised by the US; even when beating a dog, one should consider its owner!

"Are you questioning me?"

Meng Chuan glared at the US representative with eyes as sharp as knives.

Although Meng Chuan had lost all his cultivation, his aura was no less than that of his prime.

Even after acquiring the identity of the Dragon Guardian General.

Meng Chuan could stand anywhere and still command attention.

"I...I just felt..."

The US representative was immediately intimidated.

"I don't need your opinion."

Meng Chuan interrupted him without any politeness:

“From the beginning, I said that if you have any opinions, come and talk to me. This is a negotiation between you and me personally. He is just a small island nation without any military power and has no right to be here.”

"He also wants to protest to the Dragon Kingdom, which means that the real party he wants to negotiate with is the Dragon Kingdom."

"If he wants to negotiate with the Dragon Kingdom, what is he doing here? Men, throw him out."

As soon as Meng Chuan finished speaking, everyone was stunned again.

Can you do this?

However, upon closer reflection, Meng Chuan's words do make sense.

Meng Chuan represents an individual, not the entire nation of China.

No one can really find fault with this approach.

While everyone was stunned.

Two Green Gang members at the door immediately stepped forward and grabbed the island nation's diplomat from either side.

The diplomat struggled desperately.

It was too embarrassing for him.

If he were really dragged out like that, it wouldn't just be him who lost face.

And his island nation's face.

"Meng Chuan, your Dragon Kingdom is supposed to be an ancient civilization. Your actions are too barbaric. Aren't you afraid of being criticized by other countries?"

The island nation's representative struggled and shouted.

"Civilization? What right do you have to talk to me about civilization? Three of the four great civilizations are dead, and all the civilizations are in my house. Did you drink nuclear wastewater and can't digest it? Throw him out."

Meng Chuan coldly gave the order again.

The voice was resounding and powerful, a wake-up call to the deaf.

Even the representative from that island nation dared not say anything more for a moment.

Offending the Dragon Kingdom might even provoke condemnation.

Offending Meng Chuan could mean the destruction of the country.

No one knows how much alien technology Meng Chuan currently possesses.

The Green Gang members would not tolerate him.

Since Meng Chuan had already given the order, they dragged the island nation's representatives out like chickens.

He and his briefcase were thrown into the hallway.

The entire conference hall fell silent; even the flashes of light stopped.

This scene will likely spread all over the world soon.

This island nation has truly lost face.