Looking at the extremely serious Clotho in front of him, Mo Yuan couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
"Fate, Clotho."
Mo Yuan gently read the name of the holy goddess in front of him.
"I'm here."
Clotho responded.
"Can you tell me, that USB flash drive was given to me by you?"
Mo Yuan looked into the eyes of this goddess and asked seriously.
Clotto also stared into Mo Yuan's eyes and responded seriously word for word:
"You can trust me, no.
The black man's name is Slig, and he is an ordinary gangster in the "African Brothers of the Federation Are One" organization. Their organization was organized by Hendler, the director of the FBI's "Criminal Information Services Division", with the purpose of being behind the scenes.
Organize the 'White Empire' to explore the activities of the upper echelons of the Federation.
That day, I just foresaw that Slig's fate would end in your hands.
I was surprised why the person carrying the true soul of Pallas suddenly showed up today, so I wrote on a piece of paper what I wanted to tell you on a cross-border carrier carried by the person who was destined to be killed by you.
A paragraph.
It can be regarded as a way for me to leave a mark so that I can find you more easily."
After hearing this, Mo Yuan did not ask about the note again, but changed the subject and asked:
"Who is Hendler? What does 'White Empire' have to do with Colorado?"
"Sure enough, you still heard it. Yes, the 'White Empire' is the force behind Colorado. They firmly pursue white supremacy, so Colorado is the slowest state to promote education for the poor, because as long as there is a certain number of black people
By reaching a certain status through education, the things they do will never be as hidden and unknown as they are now."
At this moment, Mo Yuan understood the most fundamental reason that caused countless black riots in America and led to ethnic antagonism.
Greed, profit.
Selling black homeless people to the laboratory not only promotes friendly exchanges with neighboring countries, but also fulfills the purpose of one's own party and makes money.
Really, good things come one after another!
Mo Yuan didn't know why, but he was so angry that he laughed.
"Have you thought about what I just said?
You are the grandson of Mo Tianjing and the only legal heir of the Yifa Association. As long as you are willing, I can help you become a qualified master in a very short time. By then, all the thirteen states in the east will obey your orders.
, as long as you raise your arms, it will not be difficult to take over the entire country."
Clotto changed the topic at the right time and said with some confusion.
Mo Yuan calmly thought for a while, the anger in his eyes was hidden deep into the unknown, and he looked at Clotho with a slight sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm afraid that as soon as I raise my arms, all the powerful men in the United States will join forces and beat me to death, including the Alien Law Society founded by my great-grandfather."
Mo Yuan looked at Cloto who was very close to him with a half-smile, and actually reached out to touch her chin.
Cloto did not resist Mo Yuan's touch and took the initiative to rub Mo Yuan's palm.
"Back then, when we didn't know about our priesthood, God my father loved me and my two sisters very much."
She thought for a while and said one more thing.
"Of course, it was never like this even when we were the closest. Later, after he found out about our priesthood, he avoided us and hid far away. He wished he would never see us again."
Mo Yuan gently stroked Clotto's chin and chuckled:
"How could I believe your nonsense? In this era, strength is the most important thing. The Alien Law Association is not a small organization without a master. Why should such a behemoth obey my orders? Besides, every state in the United States is like a blazing fire.
The situation is like cooking oil, and the various regions are divided like princes vying for hegemony. What virtues and abilities do I have to solve the current chaos in this country?"
Clotto grabbed Mo Yuan's hand, held it gently in his hands, looked at him with sincere eyes and said:
"You have the fate of Zeus, right, and more, right? You still have a lot of familiar aura, that of Hades, and a terrible destiny that is transforming, but you haven't understood one thing yet, right?
?You now have the airs of a king, but you don’t have the connotation of a king. You have never been a king for a day, how can you have the appearance of a true king."
"Now you are a fool who owns a treasure mountain. You have no ability to use this treasure mountain. Instead, you have attracted countless spies because of your possession of this treasure mountain. If your destiny hadn't been hidden so deeply, even I could only reluctantly
Peep a little bit.”
Mo Yuan didn't expect Clotho to say this. Now that he thought about it carefully, what she said was quite reasonable. The way Mo Yuan obtained these fates was too easy, so easy that he didn't understand what these fates represented.
He is indeed a child who doesn't know how to take advantage of his wealth.
At this time, Clotho glanced at Xiadia, who was staring at Axis with big eyes.
"To be very realistic, her use of Messenger Hermes' abilities is deeper than yours."
Mo Yuan had no doubts about this sentence. Xia Diya had used this space teleportation ability to deliver goods every day, and she had indeed been practicing her abilities for a long time.
Mo Yuan was lost in thought for a while, as the penguins not far away were still trying hard to find food to meet their survival needs.
"At the end of the day, I am just a foreigner who has been in the United States for less than a few months. What does saving this country have to do with me? Let me take care of myself first."
Seeing that Mo Yuan had come to his senses and had no interest in saving the country, Clotto persuaded Mo Yuan anxiously:
"Don't lose confidence, follow the thread of fate..."
Clotto realized the problem instantly. Looking at Mo Yuan who was smiling but not smiling, she understood that the attack and defense were now alien, and she took the bait.
"In other words, you know my fate from something you saw that can be used to observe fate? That's why you spare no effort to let me do and think according to everything you planned."
"Just like you controlled Achilles' fate during the Trojan War, right?"
Seeing Mo Yuan speak frankly about the battle that she didn't want to recall, Clotto became slightly angry and threw Mo Yuan's hand aside.
Mo Yuanque still refused to stop talking.
"Since you are so actively involved in this matter that has nothing to do with you, then I might as well guess again, is participating in such a fateful event related to your recovery of your own strength?"
"That means that even if I really solve all the problems in the United States, I'm afraid I won't end up any different from Achilles in the end, right? In the end, it's just a chess piece between your fingers. You can lift it when you use it.