I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

In order to leave time for Jiang Chen, Ayesha used the excuse of parking to not go inside with him.

The lights in the living room were off, but under the pristine moonlight, he could still see clearly. After he took off his shoes, Jiang Chen had just entered before a chilling sight immediately locked onto him from the sofa in the living room.

He could smell the strong vinegar.

He selectively ignored the coldness and sat next to Xia Shiyu with a grin. He reached and grabbed her around the waist. Xia Shiyu threw a temper and moved her waist, but she didn’t escape from his embrace.

In fact, Ayesha’s reminder wasn’t needed at all. Jiang Chen discovered long ago that behind the cold mask was just a girl’s clumsy protective color. When she fell in love with a person, what was buried behind the cold mask were emotions more passionate than anyone.

In a few minutes, the tipped vinegar jar fell for his sweet talk. Xia Shiyu’s pouting mouth gradually turned into a curvature before she finally giggled.

Sure enough, women must be wooed.

Seeing that smile, Jiang Chen was finally relieved.

Xia Shiyu leaned her face against his chest and enjoyed this quiet moment.

Her breathing gradually became calmer. Just when Jiang Chen thought Xia Shiyu was asleep, her muttering came from his chest.

“Umm…” Biting her lower lip, Xia Shiyu embarrassedly whispered, “Is her chest real?”

“What?” Jiang Chen tried to process that for a second.

“I mean, isn’t there a lot of advanced technology in the future? For example, genetic modification… Did her chest become so big in any special way?” Xia Shiyu blushed, embarrassed by her wild imagination.

Sure enough, women loved to compare. Although she accepted that Jiang Chen had a woman in that world, she cared about that woman’s 36D considering that Xia Shiyu just had a B.

Regretfully, Jiang Chen told her with certainty that the 36D was real, but this certainly wasn’t the answer Xia Shiyu wanted to hear.

After a moment of indulging, Jiang Chen made a serious face and said, “To be honest, considering race restrictions, it wouldn’t be so big naturally. But…”

Jiang Chen dragged out his tone.

Xia Shiyu caught the bait.

She hesitated for a moment, slightly furrowing her brows, confused. “But?”

“There are still secrets.”

Xia Shiyu’s eyes lit up and she sat up.

“What secrets?!”

“That, of course, is … a special massage technique.”

Jiang Chen thought that Xia Shiyu would blush, spit out “pervert” and walk away.

However, he guessed the beginning correctly, not the end. Xia Shiyu looked away with her face even redder, but she didn’t get up and leave. The silence lasted for a long time between the duo. Through the moonlight, Jiang Chen saw her hand trembling before finally pressing on her own chest.

Looking down, Xia Shiyu whispered.

“Then, then please…”

…

This palm-sized country once again caught the world’s attention with the upcoming Outer Space Security Summit. Every day, countless reporters gathered around Future Building, the parliament building, the Hilton and formed a scene unique to Xin.

Just as the community debated the summit topic, it was finally the day of the summit.

On the morning of June 15, CBS, CCA, V, Reuters, Asahi News, French TV and thousands of media outlets from all over the world and tens of thousands of reporters stood outside the yellow line and gathered around the parliament building, the crowd even spilled onto the road.

Fortunately, Coro City’s magnetic levitation road prevented a traffic jam. The crowd even made people question if the representatives could squeeze in.

The media set up their cameras. Just as they were ready to report news first-hand, Celestial Trade’s move made them completely dumbfounded.

Ten heavy-duty helicopters soared from the above, and they stopped at the open space inside the yellow line. The soldiers in kinetic skeletons rushed out from the helicopters and blocked the yellow line.

It was around half a brigade of forces which immediately made the reporters wishing to break the rules reconsider their choices.

After the forces were deployed, the heavy helicopters left in series. Eight small helicopters landed. When they saw the people coming out of the helicopter, the reporters were once again dumbfounded.

Stein waved at the reporters, fixed his collar, and walked into the parliament building with his delegation.

Eight helicopters continued to take off and flew to the roof of the Hilton. They appeared to be transporting representatives of other countries. The representatives didn’t plan to squeeze through the crowd and decided to go directly from the air.

Stein extended his right hand as he walked to Jiang Chen with enthusiasm. They shook hands.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. Jiang Chen. It’s been really difficult to see you.”

“Just in the past few days, I’ve had a busy schedule. To make your trip worthwhile, I haven’t rested for a day.” Jiang Chen shook Stein’s hand.

“Haha, now I feel better after your explanation.” Stein smiled heartily and shook his watch. “Half an hour before we start, could you satisfy our curiosity in advance?”

“Regarding the details of this summit, we’ve compiled two versions—one paper document and one electronic file which are now on the table. If you want to know as soon as possible, you better go in quickly.” Jiang Chen smiled.

With a surprised expression, Stein raised an eyebrow.

“Yes? Then I really have to hurry.”

“Please.” Jiang Chen made a gesture and handed the Frankberg delegation to the conference officer waiting on the side.

After he that the contents of the summit discussion were all sorted out in the documents, Stein didn’t have the mind to engage in small talk with Jiang Chen anymore. Under the guidance of the conference officer, he quickly entered the venue with his delegation.

In fifteen minutes, all the delegations of the ten countries were seated, and the gate of the parliament building was closed. Countless curious eyes were also closed off from the building. With the remaining fifteen minutes of free time, representatives quickly scanned the documents in their hands.

Fifteen minutes later, the lights in the venue were slightly dimmed. On the holographic screen in the center, Future Group and Celestial Trade’s logo appeared. Shocked, surprised, and dismissive, the representatives put away the documents and turned their focus on Jiang Chen in front of the screen.

As the organizer of the summit and the representative of Xin, the summit that was comprised of the most senior diplomats officially kicked off.