Core.

Old Mrs. Spencer gently stroked the crutch in her hand, her eyes revealing some depth and worry, and she slowly spoke, with majesty and delicate thinking in her voice that could not be ignored: "Miss Zhao Qing, your foresight is impressive.

I admire it, but please allow me to raise some more practical considerations."

"It is true that the advanced technology mastered by the Temple Society is like a treasure, an irresistible temptation for any force. However, we must be soberly aware that behind these technologies, there are often huge power and interest entanglements hidden."

"First of all, regarding technology sharing, I am worried that once the Temple's technology is widely disseminated, our traditional industry advantages may be hit as never before. For example, our Spencer family has been deeply involved in the fields of medicine and life sciences for many years.

If the biotechnology of the Temple Society is easily acquired and surpassed, this will not only negate the hard work of our family for generations, but may also trigger a reshuffle of the entire industry and put us into a passive situation."

"Furthermore, how to ensure fairness and transparency in this complex and ever-changing process? Most of the Temple's technologies are derived from secret research and development, and their true value and application scope may be far beyond what they seem. Without an effective supervision mechanism,

It is very likely that technological monopoly and abuse will occur, which will eventually lead to uneven distribution of resources and exacerbate social divisions. Such a result is obviously contrary to our original intention of pursuing peaceful coexistence."

"In addition, I am also worried about whether the decision-making process of technology sharing is truly democratic and fair? Everyone here represents different interest groups, can our voices be heard equally? Especially after Miss Zhao Qing proposed this motion

, if the decision-making power is too concentrated, will it lead to an imbalance of power among families, causing certain forces to gradually gain the upper hand, such as... Miss Zhao Qing's force?"

When Mrs. Spencer said this, her eyes turned slightly to Zhao Qing, with both scrutiny and expectation.

"I am not questioning Ms. Zhao Qing's sincerity and ability, but based on our common responsibilities and future, I raise these issues that must be faced squarely. What we need is not only a grand vision, but also a detailed, feasible and balanced set of

An implementation plan that benefits all parties.”

"Only in this way can we ensure that technology sharing becomes a powerful driving force for the progress of the mixed race world and even human society, rather than a trigger for a new round of disputes."

Her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every participant, making the originally warm atmosphere become solemn in an instant, making people ponder the gains and losses of their own forces under this decision.

While everyone was thinking, the president of the British branch of Scientology showed a malicious smile, stood up quickly, and stood tall, like a cheetah ready to attack, ready to attack on the battlefield of words.

.

"Dear everyone," his voice was loud and magnetic, and every word was like a carefully polished sword, pointed directly at Zhao Qing, "I am Antonio Rodriguez, and Scientology is on this land.

's guardian."

"But please allow me, from the perspective of an onlooker, while praising Ms. Zhao Qing's extraordinary achievements, I also raise a few questions that may not be so pleasant, but are crucial." Antonio paused deliberately and looked slowly around the venue.

Scanning it, it seems as if it is looking for a spark of resonance.

"Madam, you have indeed won the respect and following of many people with your extraordinary wisdom and courage. But please allow me to be blunt. You are not an Englishman born and raised here. So, what qualifications do you have? Or,

What reason is there to interfere in the affairs of our British mixed-race community?"

Antonio's words were like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became subtle.

Seeing the doubtful expressions on everyone's faces, he raised a proud smile on his lips and continued to increase his offensive.

"Furthermore, regarding the issue of the Temple Society, the version we heard seems to be different from what you described. Some people say that all this is just a carefully planned event by you in order to gain a foothold in this land.

Big drama.”

"Is the Temple Church truly unpardonable, or have you deliberately magnified their evil deeds in order to establish your own authority? How many of us can truly see the truth, and how many of us are just influenced by your

Blinded by words?”

Having said this, Antonio Rodriguez began his performance, waving his hands gently as if performing an invisible ritual, but in fact, he was quietly performing the hypnotic power of Scientology's secrets.

Dharma, in conjunction with one's own words and spirit, exerts an influence on the psychology of those around them.

As Antonio's gestures changed, the light in the venue seemed to become soft and blurred. Some weak-willed participants began to feel in a trance, as if being pulled by some kind of force, and involuntarily followed his train of thought.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "We cannot ignore a fact," Antonio's voice became deeper and more powerful: "In history, how many foreign forces have carried out 'plundering' in the name of 'help'

In fact, there are countless such cases, and many of my friends present may have experienced them personally."

"Ms. Zhao Qing, the technology sharing concept you proposed is indeed very desirable, but who can guarantee that these will not become shackles that bind us in the future? Does your arrival represent another organization far more powerful than Solomon's Temple?

The rise of the dark side?"

His words were like sharp blades, cutting the air in the venue, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

Antonio seemed to enjoy the feeling of being in control of the overall situation. His eyes flashed with confidence and enthusiasm, as if he had seen the chain reaction caused by his words.

…

Antonio, who stirs up trouble, is like a self-righteous clown, showing off his self-righteous cunning and tricks in front of Zhao Qing. However, in Zhao Qing's eyes, all of this is just a candle in the wind, blown lightly by Zhao Qing.

Disperse immediately.

She did not directly respond to Antonio's provocation, but just smiled slightly and took it indifferently, as if she had transcended the turmoil in front of her and directed her attention to a more distant and profound place.

Just when everyone was waiting with bated breath, thinking that a fierce war of words was about to break out, a distant and solemn bell suddenly came from the distance, seeming to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, penetrated the noisy venue, and reached everyone

deep in the soul.

Antonio's expression suddenly changed at this moment. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the dome above as if in a panic. He saw dozens of pairs of giant golden eyes slowly opening in the void. They crossed the boundary between matter and spirit.

An otherworldly attitude, looking down at him coldly.

This sudden vision filled Antonio's heart with unprecedented fear and panic. His secrets seemed to be exposed one by one by these giant eyes, with nowhere to hide. At that moment, all his disguises and calculations came to nothing, and he couldn't help but

blurted out:

"I...I was sent by Mnemosyne, the elder of the Medical Association...the purpose is to create division..." Antonio's voice trembled. He could no longer maintain his previous arrogance and could only be forced to

He revealed his true identity and purpose.

This sudden reversal shocked everyone present. They never thought that the usually sanctimonious president of the British branch of Scientology would actually be a pawn infiltrated by outside forces.

"President Antonio, your unscripted speech was indeed wonderful, but unfortunately, you forgot to clear out the plan you left in the online document." Zhao Qing watched coldly as this spirit was brought to life by the dragon knights one by one.

The pressure of the spirit was instantly defeated, and the guy gradually collapsed to the ground, adding several pieces of strong evidence to this.

As she spoke, she lightly tapped the smart tablet in her hand, and paragraphs of text were immediately displayed on the circular screen in the conference hall. Ninety percent of them were exactly the same as Antonio's previous inductive words, and there were also a lot of mental messages directed at the participants.

Control notes.

At the end of this document, there was a Swiss bank account and a series of complex passwords. Zhao Qing logged into the anonymous account in front of everyone and quickly checked out the 25 million US dollars in "sponsorship" that had just been added not long ago.

"Fees" transfer record.

"I think you know the source of this money better than anyone else."

She glanced at Antonio one last time and announced: "Scientology is a cult that has been corrupted by money and power. It has become a tool in the hands of some dark forces. I, Zhao Qing, will never tolerate such an organization.

It continues to cause harm to the world."

As soon as this statement came out, there was another uproar in the venue.

People started talking and were shocked by Zhao Qing's decisiveness. Although Scientology has a bad reputation, has no technical reserves, and is not valued by major forces, it claims to have millions of believers and has recruited a large number of wild hybrids internally.

, it is not easy to remove it.

Zhao Qing did not stop there. She continued: "In addition to a few members of the Scientology Church, I also discovered a dozen other undercover agents hiding in various forces. They have been lurking for a long time, trying to infiltrate our

creating chaos and division."

"But please rest assured that I have uncovered them one by one and will take appropriate measures to deal with them. Relevant information, including detailed evidence of these people's external collusion, is currently being published on my newly-built 'diversified extraordinary mutual aid exchange official website'

'superior."

"Finally, please allow me to reiterate that although I have zero tolerance for evil, I do not intend to interfere too much in the internal affairs of the British mixed race community. I know very well that every region and every race has its own unique culture and traditions.

, we should respect each other and make progress together."

"My goal lies in the remote and mysterious polar regions, where the deep secrets of dragon civilization are hidden and are the key to unlocking many mysteries of our world. I will lead my team to go deep into that area that has not been fully explored.

Looking for the knowledge and power that can promote the progress of human society."

"As for those ambitious dark forces that threaten world peace and stability," Zhao Qing's eyes instantly became sharp: "Whether they are the remnants of the Temple Society or any other lurking enemies, I will liquidate them one by one.

No mercy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the venue. This applause was not only an affirmation and praise for her, but also a joint declaration of hope and confidence for the future. People stepped forward to shake hands with Zhao Qing and express their respect for her.

respect and gratitude.

The roundtable ended with Zhao Qing's impassioned speech, but her actions had just begun.
Chapter completed!