Under Shi Qiang's introduction, Emrys was led to the meeting location.
Of course, just in case.
During this process, Emrys would be under the supervision of dozens of heavily armed soldiers the entire time, and he would be in a room made of special materials.
The furnishings in the room were simple, with only one chair facing a two-way transparent bulletproof glass.
After Emrys entered, the room would enter a completely sealed state, and the door and the entire room adopted the highest level of protection, making it difficult to break from the inside.
Similarly, the bulletproof glass was also of the highest grade.
"Hello, Mr. Merlin."
The middle-aged male opposite, dressed in a crisp military uniform, with a resolute face and a calm demeanor, also sat upright in a chair, his gaze steady, and said in a low voice.
"I apologize for this meeting under such circumstances, and I hope you can understand our concerns."
"I thought you'd put me in handcuffs," Emrys joked playfully.
"We have an ancient saying, 'Is it not delightful to have friends coming from distant quarters?'" Chang Weisi's voice consistently maintained a comfortable tone, neither making people feel uneasy nor losing its authority.
"You are a guest brought by Shi Qiang, and thus our 'friend.' Since that is the case, how could we put handcuffs on a friend?"
It must be said that Chang Weisi — no, it should be said, our own people — are indeed much better than the U.S. in terms of treating others.
If it were the U.S., Emrys could guarantee that he would be handcuffed, and then they would arrogantly boss him around.
"When friends come, there is fine wine; when jackals come, there are hunting rifles," Emrys muttered to himself.
"Indeed." Chang Weisi's eyelids slightly lowered, scrutinizing the young man in front of him, and said meaningfully.
"It seems, Mr. Merlin, you understand our culture very well?"
"Something like that—"
Emrys sighed softly.
Chang Weisi seemed to sense that Emrys was unwilling to dwell on this topic, so he promptly got to the point.
"I heard from Shi Qiang that you wish for my support in your candidacy for the fourth Wallfacer?"
"Yes."
Emrys nodded.
"Mr. Merlin, you should also know that every Wallfacer is a candidate determined by the United Nations Planetary Defense Council after in-depth discussions," Chang Weisi said calmly.
"I am just a very ordinary general; I do not have the ability in this regard, nor can I influence the decisions of the higher-ups."
While speaking, he was also observing Emrys and organizing the information Shi Qiang had provided about this person.
Suspected of having non-scientific means, superpowers?
If it weren't for the fact that Shi Qiang was his old subordinate and he knew Shi Qiang never joked, he would have kicked Shi Qiang out long ago.
Chang Weisi was waiting for Emrys' reply.
However, Emrys just smiled ambiguously, as if waiting for him to continue.
"Ahem," knowing he couldn't keep up the act, Chang Weisi could only speak first.
"I heard from Shi Qiang that you seem to have some — um, superpowers? This might be a reason. Based on this possibility, I might be able to report to the high-level officials and seriously study the possibility of your candidacy for the fourth Wallfacer."
"Allow me to correct you, this is not a superpower."
Emrys held up two fingers and said calmly.
"Second, I am not 'running for election,' but rather I must become the fourth Wallfacer. You can refuse — but I believe that, based on the crisis facing human civilization, you will ultimately agree to my demands. This is not bluster; it is reality."
"A very interesting statement."
Chang Weisi's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze towards Emrys held a hint of scrutiny.
"Mr. Merlin, I am a soldier; I dislike the prevarication of politicians, so I'll be direct — you wish to become the fourth Wallfacer. I can recommend you to the higher-ups, but the premise is that you need to prove to me that you are capable of fulfilling the duties of a Wallfacer."
Emrys smiled, slowly rising from his seat. The space around him seemed to warp, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point!
The entire room was instantly covered in frost!
Lightning and flames, carrying terrifying power, stirred up layers of airwaves, like a surging tsunami, roaring and crashing against the walls and the bulletproof glass!
Crack!
Bang—!
How could mere bulletproof glass stop a high-level psyker?
The shattered glass fragments, as if drawn by something, circled around Emrys, accompanied by boiling flames and air-rending lightning. An extreme, bone-chilling cold rushed towards Chang Weisi!
"General, be careful!"
The surrounding soldiers fearfully aimed their guns at Emrys, their index fingers on the triggers, as if he would be met with a fierce attack if he took another step closer.
"Put them down!"
Chang Weisi stared intently at Emrys, who was a few steps away, and let out a low roar.
The soldiers were stunned.
"If he wanted to kill me, why go to all this trouble?" Chang Weisi's expression remained unchanged, without a hint of panic.
"As expected of a General, remaining composed even when a mountain collapses before him, impressive." Emrys praised, simultaneously deactivating his psionic abilities.
"I indeed had no intention of harming you; this was merely a demonstration—"
"A demonstration of what?"
Chang Weisi's eyes were dark and unreadable.
"A demonstration of — the future of humanity."
Emrys spoke a lie without batting an eye, as if promoting his 'product,' slowly saying.
"I am the template for humanity's future evolution — and the power I have demonstrated is a power that humans can also Sir. Its name is — Psionics!"
Chang Weisi's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart rate accelerated!
Humanity's... future?
Psionics!
"You — are you telling the truth?"
Chang Weisi swallowed, feeling a bit dry. He hadn't felt this way in a long time, but this news was simply too explosive. "Of course."
Emrys smiled.
He was already a qualified Wallfacer, so lying was quite reasonable, wasn't it?
"You will regret it." Maximus looked at the figure on the television announcing his inauguration speech in the UN General Assembly Hall, sneered, and a hint of sarcasm flickered in his eyes.
"Regret what?"
Shi Qiang frowned, asking curiously.
"Regretting making him a 'Wallfacer'." Maximus' eyelids drooped. He seemed to have caught a glimpse of the future.
A bloody, cruel future filled with slaughter and war.
As expected of the one 'It' chose.
Looking at the figure on the stage, with his highly deceptive rhetoric and harmless appearance, Maximus seemed to have a certain illusion, and the two figures gradually merged into one in his eyes.
"Ah, it's exactly the same—"
Maximus murmured softly.
"Same as who?" Shi Qiang was utterly confused, completely unable to understand what this big man was saying.
"You will know."
Maximus' voice was low.
"Soon, it won't be long before you understand."
This familiar feeling.
The Unification War is coming!