Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 715 - 419: Take Action (Two Updates)

The closing ceremony performance took place in the Dome Wheel Stadium, where the stars were shining brightly, and thousands of athletes gathered together.

The Genetic Warriors did not miss the closing ceremony either. After their appearance, they attracted the attention of the entire audience, and the athletes looked at Miao Lun and his group with very complicated expressions.

As the performance began, Miao Lun and the other Genetic Warriors sat below, eagerly enjoying the show.

Each of them held several gold medals in their hands, making them the group with the most gold medals, and their special status meant the cameras often focused on them.

As the performance concluded, the Olympic rings rose.

International Olympic Committee President Thoben Estangay and Los Angeles Mayor Franco Larr gave speeches at the closing ceremony.

"Despite the many tensions in our world, sports know no national or racial barriers. I hope the light of sports will shine brighter than ever before."

With a solemn expression, Thoben announced: "In this Los Angeles Olympics, the athletes' performances were astonishing. You gave it your all in the competitions, challenged the peaks of human limits, broke all impossibilities, and each competition caused a global sensation, showcasing to the world the greatness humans can achieve. This is an Olympics perfect enough to be recorded in history.

Next, we will award the Best Athlete Awards to the following athletes, to honor their outstanding performances and contributions to the spirit of sports."

The athletes whose names were called walked up to the stage amid the envious gazes of other competitors.

These athletes, who were called up, had either performed exceptionally, broken world records, created huge sensations, or had special significance at this Olympics.

Miao Lun's name was also called by Thoben. As the champion of the 100-meter sprint, Miao Lun had alone won three gold medals.

Athletics is the crown of all the sports events at the Olympics, and it wouldn't make sense emotionally or logically to leave out Miao Lun.

Thoben clearly didn't want to offend the powerful group of Genetic Warriors. After Miao Lun stepped onto the stage, Thoben gave him a friendly hug and handshake, and encouraged him: "I hope you can continue to excel in your athletic career and create even more glorious miracles."

"Mr. Thoben, are you saying that you are going to open more slots for Genetic Warriors in the Olympics?"

Miao Lun smiled and asked the question.

Thoben's face stiffened, then he chuckled awkwardly into Miao Lun's ear and whispered: "That's not possible. Even if I agree, the other athletes won't. Let's give the ordinary athletes a break."

"Haha, thanks for the kind words, I get it. In the future, we'll start a New Human Olympics for Genetic Warriors ourselves. Maybe it will have even higher ratings."

Miao Lun didn't mind at all. As long as he was strong enough, if others didn't include him, he would just make his own rules, just like the space race.

The International Space Station refused to accept Jieke Group's astronauts, so Jieke Group built its own Jieke Space Station, which was larger and better than the International Space Station.

Thoben's mouth twitched. From what Miao Lun said, it seemed like something Jieke Group would indeed do.

Meanwhile, Los Angeles Mayor Franco was also presenting awards to each athlete, giving each of them a warm hug, handshake, and photo.

However, when it came to Miao Lun's turn, Franco's attitude changed as if he were in a Sichuan opera.

The enthusiasm on his face instantly turned cold, as if someone had just died in his family.

"Jieke Group, you have gone too far this time."

Facing Miao Lun, Franco's voice was indifferent, his attitude vastly different from when he faced the other athletes.

"The Beautiful Country is hosting the Olympics, and as a 'good friend' of the Beautiful Country, we gave you this grand gift, don't you like it?"

Miao Lun sneered, then directly reached out his hand.

Other athletes obediently stuck out their necks, waiting for Franco to put the medal on them, but Miao Lun snatched the medal from Franco's hand, not giving him any chance to refuse.

Franco was stunned for a moment, his face turning livid.

With his high status and great power, he had never been humiliated and belittled like this.

"It's not even pure gold; how stingy!"

Miao Lun examined the medal, then tossed it back at Franco, sneering: "The stuff you give out, I find dirty. Take it back and cherish it yourself."

"You fucking think this is some kind of joke? You think this is Southeast Asia?"

Franco could no longer suppress his anger, pointing at Miao Lun, his lips trembling with rage.

The sudden confrontation made the entire stadium fall silent.

The athletes widened their eyes, looking at Miao Lun who ignored the Los Angeles Mayor, unsure whether to admire or mock him. Either way, his bravery surpassed their understanding.

"I know this is the Beautiful Country, but there's a saying, 'everyone at close range is a potential enemy.' Do you believe I can remove your head before you can call for help, televised worldwide?"

Miao Lun's gaze changed, his sharp eyes revealing a faint bloodthirsty ferocity, like a tiger awakening and baring its fangs, ready to devour.

The terrifying aura overwhelmed Franco, making his face pale. He retreated a step, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

This embarrassed scene was captured by the cameras broadcasting live, spreading to millions of viewers.

Instantly, many viewers watching the closing ceremony in the Beautiful Country couldn't help but curse, but not at Miao Lun, rather at Franco.