Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

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The two entourages behind the king were already holding white robes and scepters from both sides to Kant.

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The elders on both sides raised their arms and shouted Kant's name.

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The cheers of the people outside the palace rose into the sky.

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The creaking and shimmering shimmer of the camera came from all directions.

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Ah, chief, young chief, eagle of the African savannah, thy sharp spear smeared with poison, sinful Europeans howl under thy ruthless thrust.

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Mixed feelings.

Extremely complex.

Kant glanced at the king, and the king of Comora showed him a sincere smile. Although this young king, who was studying in the West and had an advanced mind, could speak a lot of Chinese, he did not understand China's Internet culture, nor did he know that African chiefs were on the Chinese Internet. new connotation in .

He glanced at Mr. Ambassador behind him again. The Chinese ambassador to Comora was clapping his hands vigorously. The smile on his face was sincere and full of goodwill. Mr. Ambassador is old and doesn't know much about the world of young people. After all, he is not so busy. , and did not realize what was wrong with the title of Chief.

Good things are all good things.

Finally, Kant glanced at his father.

Kang Jinzhu tried his best to make his smile look more like the kind of gratifying smile that is expected to become a dragon.

But that bit of long-suffering **** can't be suppressed no matter what.

The culprit has been found.

Kang - strength - bamboo -

You count me!

Needless to say, most of this **** proposal was proposed by Kang Dad, and it has received enthusiastic responses from all walks of life, because Kang De once talked to his father about the idea of ​​​​operating in Komora, and as a work in Africa for more than ten years, experience. Rich Kang Gong, he knows what his son needs most now.

Chief.

The ancient title still exists in Africa today, because Africa is the region with the slowest development of civilization and has missed every change in the development of human science and technology. African countries have transitioned from primitive tribal state to modern society overnight, and they are forced by external forces. Manipulative, haste is not enough, there is no step-by-step development, it can only lead to deformed results... but this is what the manipulators want.

This has led to the unique and chaotic social and national conditions of African countries today.

There are two sets of teams, one is a modern administrative system, and the management system composed of violent organs, judicial organs and administrative organs plays a discounted role; The rural population, in particular, believes in and obeys the latter more. Sometimes the chief's words are even more effective than the governor's.

The times are developing and society is evolving. Just like the old-fashioned aristocrats in Europe and the old-money in the United States, the deep-rooted and long-established vested interests are adapting to the changes of the times and seeking their own new positions. The state system is constantly merging in order to consolidate their interests and positions. They hold the population, land and wealth. The state government has to cooperate with them, even recognizing their rights and admitting them as part of the ruling class of the state.

As a result, the ancient title of chief has been rejuvenated in modern Africa.

With official recognition and the support of the people, chieftain means privilege and recognition, especially for foreigners, obtaining the title of chieftain has countless great benefits.

For example, the locals will be in awe of you, they will no longer dare to blatantly lie, cheat and cheat, officials will also get close to you, at least they will not be too ugly or unbelievable, and the local laws will no longer apply to you, In theory, the police no longer have the right to enforce the law against you, and even the fiefs recognized and protected by law, as well as legal private armed guards, these are things that China can't even think about.

In fact, there is a precedent for Chinese people to obtain the title of chieftain. It has also happened in recent years and in previous years. Some are middle-level managers of Chinese civil engineering companies that aided construction in Africa, and some are the first wave of businessmen who went to Africa to work hard after the reform. They have made great contributions to local development Great contribution, so was awarded the honor.

It is a microcosm of the country's growing influence in Africa.

The youngest among them was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old when he was sealed.

Kant had also seen the news, and couldn't laugh at it at the time, saying that the title of the African chief was worthy of the name.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shui took turns, and today it was actually my turn.

Gan oh.

how to say.

Things are really good.

But this name... so **** awkward!

As soon as Kant thought of this, he glanced at his father who had been laughing all the time. Only this servant who kept pace with the times could understand this kind of stalk. Damn, pit son, an old thing.

Kang Jinzhu looked at his eyes, and he was even more excited. He put on a moved and relieved look, pretended to wipe his tears, and said emotionally: "Kang De, don't you kneel and thank you?"

Kneeling to you... **** it, it's still my own father, it's not good to scold anything.

Kang Jinzhu's remarks reminded Chakat II. The king saw that Kant had not moved, and was still curious and puzzled. Hearing what Jingzhu said, he understood.

I see.

He had heard of Chinese habits.

They have long since bowed their knees to the king.

Chakat II thought for a moment, then smiled: "According to the ancient tradition, when a chief is appointed, he must kneel to his king to show gratitude, loyalty and promise. You are Chinese, Kant, and I will respect you. customs, but also to follow our traditions, so…”

He stepped on one knee and knelt on the ground and said, "In the name of King Comora, I would like to express our gratitude, respect and respect to you. In this way, there will be no problem."

...that's not the point!

But the matter has come to this point, the king has kneeled, so what else?

Kant sighed, and also half-kneeled in front of the king. The two entourages stepped forward, put on a white robe for him, tidied up his clothes, and put on a laurel crown. The king's scepter was placed on his shoulders.

Seeing this, the elders and chiefs who were watching the ceremony also half-knelt on the ground.

The ambassador, Kang Jinzhu and other foreigners stepped aside, the camera was working faithfully, and the king spit out an obscure whisper, a language that was gradually dying out, along with the ancient rituals, traditional costumes and this dilapidated The palace is the process of persevering and passing away under the impact of foreign civilizations.

"Chinese Kant, the guardian of the eagle god, the friend of Komora, the warrior watched by the kings, I canonized you as the chief and accepted you as one of our members."

"Your honor and status will be second only to the king, enjoying the support and honorable power of the people."

"I give you fifty hectares of the most fertile land, planted with spices, cocoa and coffee, alloted from the royal domain, and together with your title, you can pass on to your descendants."

"I give you the power to form a guard. You will have a private army of up to a hundred people. As your guards, warriors and hounds, the Komora government is responsible for supporting them."

"However, all this is not without cost. Power and responsibility often coexist. This generous gift comes from the gratitude of Komora. Although we are not rich, we are willing to do our best to repay those who have contributed to Komora. We Don't ask for anything other than that you treat us like we treat you."

The king withdrew the scepter, and one of his attendants knelt down and raised his arms, and took the sacred scepter. Chakat II took another scepter from another attendant, held it in both hands, and handed it to him. Kant.

"Please take your scepter, take your honor, power and responsibility."

The surroundings were quiet, although it was a hasty ceremony, although the place of canonization had to be moved to the square in front of the palace because of the dilapidated palace, although the scene was even shabby, but…

Kant and Chakat II looked at each other.

He looked at the scepter in front of him, stretched out his hand, and held it.

"Many years from now, you'll know what today's decision means."

"I know, I know now."

The king smiled, then restrained his expression. He supported Kant to stand up, raised his scepter, looked around, and shouted to the elders and chiefs who were watching: "Nku Ozu!"

Everyone raised their hands together and shouted: "Nku Ozu!"

Kant asked, "What is this shouting about?"

"It is your title as a chief. Each title is derived from the deeds and achievements of the recipient, so I decided on this title for you. I planned to call you the 'Guardian Eagle God', but the people of Komora treat you Love and respect are enough, what you need is not this, but reverence."

"So I canonized you as 'Nku Ozu'."

"It means..."

He held Kant's hand high and said, "War Lord!"

These four characters were shouted out in Chinese, causing the two Chinese people watching the ceremony to be dazed and in a trance, but such a voice had already spread outside the palace, and the whole city was filled with enthusiastic cheers for a while.

"Let's take a photo together."

Surrounded by a group of chiefs and elders, the royal photographer took this precious photo. In the photo, Kant stood side by side with King Komora, dressed in white robes. His little white face was particularly eye-catching among the group of elders and black people. Holding a scepter, his robes swing lightly, he stands tall, and his eyes are like stars.

British journalist Elina was also filming with a camera. She obtained a filming license, mostly because of Kant's face, and there was also the conspiracy of the old Communist Party. China finally caught the pain of imperialism this time, so British reporters Exposing the black material of the US imperialists and France, and white dogs biting each other, isn't it beautiful.

She took pictures carefully, and thought of her partner Cole again. This was originally his job, but life was fragile, and things changed overnight. She was sour and sad. Looking at Kant, she thought of being killed that day. The scene he rescued, for a while, had mixed feelings.

Looking at Kant in front of her, looking at Kant on the screen, I don't know if it was an illusion, she only felt that Kant was different, standing among these Africans, even more outstanding, wearing a robe and holding a scepter. With an indescribable charm, it is an outpouring of strength and self-confidence.

A strange thought flashed in my mind.

- He is different than before.

"Man Jie."

The ambassador stood on the side, and the group photo of the African rulers was not up to them. The next wave was the link of the long-standing friendship between China and Kuwait. He looked at Kant who was standing in the field. As an ambassador, he had seen countless people. He was able to see who was bluffing and who was pretending to be coercive.

He whispered to Kang Jinzhu: "Congratulations, Linglang will have great achievements."

Kang Jinzhu shook his head slightly.

As a father, he didn't want such a big achievement.

Warlords…

In recent years, African rulers have conferred several Chinese titles as chiefs. The titles are all meaningful and have their own origins. , Thinking of the current delicate situation, he sighed silently.

Biagun ran away without food.

Another group photo of Sino-Korean friendship. The king and Kant came to the palace together to receive the cheers of the people, and then there were parades and celebrations. Although it was a special period, everything was simple, but it still had to be done. All the way down, Kant laughed A little stiff, but still experienced.

The battle on Goethe's side was much more frenetic than it is now.

There were cheering people on both sides of the motorcade parade. The king took out his mobile phone and motioned to Kant to take a selfie. Kant was completely smirking and cooperated without thinking. The background was the cheering crowd, the king's bright smile and big white Teeth, and Kant's embarrassing but polite smirk.

Along the way, Kant saw many people carrying cameras, some were black, some were yellow, and some were white. Some reporters tried to come forward, but were stopped by the guards and the public. The ambassador said earlier that he should temporarily refuse any Interview, and talk about a unified caliber to talk about it.

- Of course, talking with the old beauty and France.

Le... I mean if we can talk about it, we will lie together. If we can't talk about it, we will make you look good.

After tossing all the way, it was already two hours later, when they returned to the palace, the people dispersed, Kant breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around, only to see his father staring at the phone behind him, smiling like an old rooster.

"Hey!"

Kant strode forward, preparing to deepen the relationship between father and son. After Kang Jinzhu saw his son, he burst out laughing. At this moment, Kant's mobile phone vibrated, and he added a wave of blacklists and settings with great effort. The phone finally works normally. After using it, he took it out and saw a new WeChat message.

Xiaoman sent it.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Just those few words.

He had a bad feeling in his heart, and the king who closed the gate of the palace and completed the canonization ceremony returned to his original appearance, with the natural optimism and musical talent of the black buddies, jumped up and down to Kant, waving his mobile phone: " Kant! Fine pig! I'm on the hot search! I'm on the Weibo hot search!"

Kant suddenly changed color.

-brute! What are you up to!

He immediately opened Weibo, clicked on the hot search, and saw that the first hot search had the word "exploding" on it.

Bright four words.

"African Kant".

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PS1: Ah, Ben Chong is so restless at home now...