There could be other species deep in the mantle.

Jiang Chen tried to search for figures other than Devil Worms in the memory of the Gaia civilization, including the species that Gaias were trying to get rid of, but unfortunately, the light ball did not contain any of the names?

But it made sense.

If human civilization one day had to set up a tombstone for itself, it would probably not spend too much ink on the irrelevant topics. Or at most, use powerful creatures like tigers or lions to prove itself to the future civilization on how the human civilization stood out among the species and came to the top of the food chain.

Dr. Amos’s findings were included in the database, labeled as the highest confidential level. and tagged as a part of Project 071. After he hesitated for a second, Jiang Chen decided not to disclose the details of these species to the researchers in the Devil Worms research team.

After all, he couldn’t explain why he could be so sure that there were Mars creatures other than Devil Worms, on the planet tens of millions of kilometers away in the absence of specimens,.

It was related to the memory of the Gaia civilization.

The memory of the Gaia civilization was classified the top secret within Celestial Trade, even more confidential than the Klein particles…

After Jiang Chen left Dr. Amos’s lab, he returned to the office.

His assistant reported that while he was away, President Zhang Yaping’s assistant had been here.

“President Zhang’s assistant? What is he looking for?” Jiang Chen asked.

“He left a letter. I put it on your desk,” his assistant replied respectfully.

Jiang Chen found the letter of his desk, glanced through the letter, then placed it at the corner of his table.

It was an invitation letter.

Tomorrow evening, in the banquet hall of the Heart of the Sea, there would be a national celebration dinner. The protagonist was the Liberal Party Leader, the first president of Xin, Zhang Yaping. The purpose of the dinner was to celebrate the victory of the election campaign, to thank his campaign sponsors, and to communicate with the different sectors and communities within Xin.

To be able to attend a banquet of this level, the person must be a political figure at least in the cabinet minster and parliamentary speaker level. In addition, outstanding entrepreneurs, representatives from communities, and even international bankers… were all part of the guest list. With the current international influence of Xin, Jiang Chen would not even be surprised if a leader of another country showed up.

As a supporter of President Zhang, Jiang Chen naturally would be present to support him.

After all, for those eligible to be invited to the banquet, they all understood what happened behind the scene.

They understood who is the biggest winner of this election.

…

After work, Jiang Chen returned home.

Jiang Chen was about to take a shower when he found Natasha was at the entrance of the living room. She looked at him, somewhat embarrassed.

After she woke up from the hangover, Ayesha had told her what had happened last night. This included her drunken state, and how she puked all over Jiang Chen…

“Hey, sorry about last night.”

Natasha blushed, crossed her arms before she scratched her cheeks in awkwardness and looked away.

“Don’t worry about it.” Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and put on his slippers.

What else could he say?

After all, he was partially to be blamed for what happened last night. If it were not for the fact that he tried to tease her, nothing would have happened.

But to be frank, he did not expect she would suddenly get so serious and refuse to admit defeat even after being so drunk…

Natasha saw how quiet Jiang Chen was and revealed an awkward smile as she said shyly.

“Also, I remember you said that it was a draw, right?”

“…”

Without caring for the girl that constantly bothered him about who actually won, Jiang Chen went and took a shower

After he changed into pajamas, Jiang Chen came out of the bathroom. Since there was still time before dinner, he went to the office.

As he walked in, he saw Ayesha waiting for him on the sofa in the room. So, he walked over with a smile and sat beside her.

“The Morgan Consortium and the Rockefeller Consortium may have joined forces.” Ayesha took out a document she was holding and placed it nicely on Jiang Chen’s knees ,then she gently rubbed off the water droplets on his neck.

“Joined forces?” As he enjoyed Ayesha’s caress, Jiang Chen was intrigued by the document in his hand as he flipped open the first page, “I thought they were out.”

“They would rather have a person who claims he will kill Wall Street come to power than to accept a dovish president,” Ayesha whispered. “This is the original words of Penny, she obtained the information from the informant.”

Jiang Chen looked at the document and his expression began to turn serious.

Morgan and Rockefeller joined forces?

He probably had a hunch. Morgan bet on Kerry, and Rockefeller kept the chip on Hill as always. The two consortiums were both members of the military-industrial complex. The victor in the gamble would only affect the distribution of interests.

Obviously, theMorgan and Rockefeller believed that if Joseph Kennedy rose to power, it would inevitably affect their common interests. After all, Mr. Kennedy mentioned a lot of issues concerning the UA military, defense budget, and diplomatic strategy.

And the military-industrial complex was unwilling to concede on these issues.

“Be prepared for the worst.” Jiang Chen sighed and said after a moment of thought, “Even if Joseph came to power, I’m afraid there will be resistance. We must guarantee that at all time, the initiative is on our side.”

Ayesha sat quietly and waited for Jiang Chen’s instructions.

“How is the situation in South America?” Jiang Chen asked.

“Which element are you referring to?” Ayesha tilted her head and asked.

“Global Power Grid,” Jiang Chen responded. “It has been more than a year and our salesmen has just cracked the door to Ecuador. The transmission corridor to Brazil is still not open. I want to know about the progress on that side.”

Ecuador may be the only country in South America willing to open its doors to Celestial Trade, because Celestial Trade more than once hinted at the possibility of another space elevator on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Considering the particularity that space elevators could only be built on the equator, Ecuador had a natural competitive advantage.

On the one hand, the country coveted the huge economic benefits that the space elevator would bring, and on the other hand, the country also faced many challenges such as energy shortage. Ecuador naturally did all it could to court Celestial Trade by giving land, policy, money… well, they did not have money.

Since last year, the UA exported nuclear power technology to South American countries to contain Celestial Trade’s plan to promote the Global Power Grid. Since the UA historically had a strong influence in the region itself, the cable that Celestial Trade built across the ocean to Ecuador, could not gain any distance further to Brazil on the east.

Peru and Colombia were two big mountains that blocked the passage, and these two countries were traditional UA allies. So, of course, they chose to side with the UA.

“This year is the year of the UA election. In the past, the UA typically adopted a conservative policy in the election year. This is our opportunity.” Jiang Chen’s fingers tapped on the arm of the sofa, “If, Colombia and Peru continue to maintain a non-cooperative attitude, I allow you to use special means.”

The special means referred to the act of providing weapons to the anti-government armed forces, providing funds to the opposition, and so on. This also included any means that may lead to a war in the country.

“We are supporting Joseph Kennedy. Is it okay to do this at this time?” Ayesha asked.

“No problem, just don’t let the UA know what we’re doing underneath the table.” Jiang Chen laughed. He took out an invitation from his pocket and handed it to Ayesha. “Do you have time tomorrow night? Join me for a banquet?”

“Isn’t Sister Xia Shiyu here? She is more suitable than me to attend such an occasion…” Ayesha’s expression looked slightly odd as she didn’t know why Jiang Chen changed the topic.

She attended a dinner once with Jiang Chen, but she did not participate in other ones after that one time.

The restrictive feeling of the gown made her feel very constrained and uneasy, and she was not good at drinking or chatting. Even if she attended, she could not offer any help since she often remained silent.

“Because we have to solve this problem as soon as possible.” Jiang Chen shook the document in his hand, “and the best way to solve the problem is at the banquet tomorrow.”