"Zeke?"
Moore frowned, and the eagle looked at Khurbagov seriously.
Then he stood up and bundled up his clothes: "Let's go."
"Because the level of this conversation is relatively high, you can only be allowed to go with me alone."
As soon as Khurbagov said this, Moore raised his hand and signaled to the senior officials and secretaries who would follow him to stop.
"President..."
The senior officials and secretaries heard this and tried to stop them, but Moore directly raised his hand and interrupted them.
"Lead the way."
Moore's eagle eyes flashed, followed behind Khurbagov, left the room, and shuttled in the path of the palace.
"This is the Phoenix Kingdom's palace, and their eyes are everywhere. Is such a secret meeting meaningful?"
Moore said calmly.
"The appearance of Zeke has made the kingdom too comfortable, so it's not bad to keep them vigilant."
Khurbagov said indifferently.
After a while, the two came to the door of a room. Moore knew the two guards at the door, the bodyguards of Schmidt, the new Prime Minister of Country G.
The door of the room opened, and a look of surprise flashed across Moore's eyes.
He saw that in the huge room, the leaders of many countries were all gathered in it.
"Please."
Khurbagov and Moore entered, and the door was closed.
...
At the same time, this news has passed through layers of paths and reached Prime Minister Deron's ears.
"Your Majesty, Moore, the President of Country A, has also been invited to the room of the new Prime Minister of Country G, Schmidt."
In the king's office, Prime Minister Deron nodded slightly.
"Can you monitor their conversations?"
Grace said solemnly.
Prime Minister Deron shook his head: "They are world leaders, the bodyguards around them are the elite of the elite, and the anti-monitoring work has been thoroughly done."
Grace's face was solemn. The leaders of these countries knew that they were in a place where people could see and hear everywhere, but they still chose to gather in a room to talk. Either this conversation was not very important, or on the contrary, this conversation was abnormal. So important that they had to get together now!
"I hope their conversation will not involve the kingdom."
...
"Mr. Moore, welcome!"
Schmidt, the new prime minister of Country G, a bald, middle-aged man, stood up from his seat and greeted him with joy after seeing Moore.
"Prime Minister Schmidt, did you organize this gathering?"
Moore looked at the newly appointed colleague and said indifferently.
"Yes, Mr. Moore! We're all here. You're the only one left."
Schmidt lost to Fischer in the last prime minister election. However, since the elections in Country G are different from other countries, Fischer can be re-elected indefinitely until his retirement, as long as there are no significant problems.
Therefore, Schmidt thought he would never be able to take the position of Prime Minister. But it is not as good as God. Fischer had just been in office for less than one term, and he died inexplicably in a small house in the wild. At present, Country G has not announced the news of his death but only said that Fischer suffered a severe illness and asked Schmidt to replace him.
Unlike Fischer, Schmidt appears more humble, giving people the feeling that he has a smiling face at any time and doesn't show how deep his shrewdness is.
"Tell me about Zeke."
Moore sat on the last empty seat by himself and said calmly.
"I'm pleased to meet you here. I won't say any more polite words. Today, I invited you to come here to discuss one thing - to curb Zeke's development!"
Schmidt sat back in his seat and said leisurely.
As soon as these words came out, many people present frowned, and there was an urge to get up and leave.
After a long time, they thought they would say something related to the Zeke project that would benefit everyone, but as soon as Schmidt opened his mouth. But, unfortunately, he said such a meaningless thing. This made all the leaders extremely disappointed.
"Mr. Schmidt, tell me why you want to curb Zeke's development?"
"His current business is good for all of us! Is there any benefit for us to deal with him?"
Powell, the head of the Enamel Kingdom, frowned.
"Mr. Powell, I know that you especially want to reach a cooperation agreement with Zeke so that the Enamel Kingdom can earn a little more in this game. I believe that the other people here have the same plan."
Schmidt smiled slightly and glanced at everyone, "If Zeke is just an ordinary businessman who wants to become the richest man in the world, Z Cinema has already made his wish come true! So there is no need to create the Second World anymore, isn't it?"
"No one will think too much about money, Mr. Schmidt. You'd better get into the subject as soon as possible. It's almost my bedtime. After I return to my country tomorrow, I still have a lot of business to deal with!"
Country CA's President Trent said in a clear voice, looking directly at Schmidt.
"Didn't everyone here smell it?"
Schmidt's eyes flashed, "If Z Cinema is just a vanguard that Zeke uses to detect, then the Second World is his real main force! Zeke worked hard to create such a big game and made a lot of fine transactions. The system re-introduces the game currency of Second World, not for other purposes but to replace all the current currencies in the world. And to hold the global currency lifeline in his hands!"
The chiefs froze in their hearts.
It's not that they didn't think of this, but it was by no means as much as Schmidt thought.
Unifying the global currency and controlling its lifeline. Is this something that ordinary people should think about?
"When I was talking to Zeke just now, I also got a piece of irrelevant information. The Second World can open virtual military exercises, virtual actual combat training, virtual shooting training, as well as aircraft, tank, vehicle training, and other modes. Yes! If we can cooperate with Zeke on these projects, it will definitely greatly improve the military strength of various countries!"
"But Zeke didn't make it public. He just made it into a game!"
"Everyone, Zeke has been staying behind and making a massive game!"
When Schmidt said this, seeing that the faces of the leaders had begun to change slightly, he couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth.
"Finally, let me tell you a thrilling thing again. I hope you have finished listening, and don't be frightened."
"My predecessor, Klaus Fischer, was killed by the Phoenix Kingdom's super soldiers!"