My System Arrives 3 Years Earlier, But the Deities Haven't Come Yet

Zeng Shen stretched lazily, contemplating, "I've been busy lately without much time to relax. It's a good opportunity to experience the second cultural aspect of the U.S."

"What's the first cultural aspect, Master?" Lin Keke curiously turned her head to ask.

"Zero-dollar purchase, silly, haha," Zeng Shen laughed, playfully tapping Lin Keke's nose. "Alright, just keep driving. Soon, Tioya's people will likely track us through surveillance."

"Master, it seems we've already been spotted," Lin Keke said.

Zeng Shen looked in the rearview mirror and saw two police cars approaching.

"They're quick," Zeng Shen commented, pocketing the Listening Water, and added, "Slow down."

"Yes, Master," Lin Keke replied, reducing the speed so the police cars could catch up.

Once the police cars caught up, a female officer Zeng Shen recognized from Tioya's side leaned out the window and called out to him.

"Mr. Zeng, please come with us. The General has set the stage for you."

Zeng Shen signaled 'OK' with his hand and turned to Lin Keke, "Follow them."

"Alright," Lin Keke responded, and they followed the police cars toward the city center.

Before long, the No. 1 Divine Energy Vehicle stopped in front of the steps of Los Angeles City Hall, guided by the police cars.

This city hall was quite expansive, five stories high, with a series of female soldiers holding batons standing on the steps. Above them, two large banners were displayed.

"Welcome Mr. Zeng Shen, representing Longshen Group's pre-cooked food factory. Under the coordination of relevant institutions in Los Angeles, agreements will be signed with several local companies for bulk raw material supply."

[Warning! Warning! This building is home to several powerful deities. With the host's current abilities, being noticed by any one of them is extremely dangerous. Avoid contact and leave quickly.]

Before he even got out of the car, Zeng Shen heard the system's warning, but he ignored it.

He opened the door and got out, walking with Lin Keke up the steps.

Just a few steps in, a swarm of reporters who couldn't enter the building rushed over, eager to interview him.

However, they were quickly blocked by a row of baton-wielding female soldiers.

The female officer who had guided him approached and respectfully said, "Mr. Zeng, Miss Lin, please come with me."

Zeng Shen nodded and followed her inside, asking as they went, "Have Jack and the others arrived?"

"They have, they're waiting for you in the meeting room on the fifth floor. Once the agreements are finalized, we'll proceed to the third-floor press conference hall for the signing and photos," the officer explained.

Zeng Shen acknowledged her with a slight nod and followed her into the center of power in Los Angeles, taking the elevator directly to the fifth-floor meeting room.

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened on the fifth floor, and as Zeng Shen approached the meeting room door, the system warnings intensified.

[Danger! Danger! The host is nearing a gathering of deities ranging from third to fourth tier. Given the host's current strength, it's best to avoid contact with these deities and leave immediately.]

The officer knocked twice on the door, opened it, and gestured for Zeng Shen to enter. "Mr. Zeng, here it is."

Zeng Shen stepped in, surveying the room.

Around a three-meter-long round table, people were seated on both sides, with documents and bottled water on the table.

At the head of the table sat Tioya, with an empty seat to her left. Next to it were two middle-aged men in dark blue suits and two women in military white uniforms.

These four were presumably the Brotherhood members Tioya had mentioned.

On the opposite side, to Tioya's right, sat his familiar "old friends."

Seated there were Jack, a young man in a white suit, Tront, General Bayard, and a female researcher he had seen at the bio-genetics institute, the only one wearing black stockings.

Zeng Shen remembered the system had identified her as Ellen, a future insect deity.

Along the walls of the meeting room were several long-backed chairs. Zeng Shen entered with Lin Keke, who sat on the chair closest to the door.

Zeng Shen went to the seat clearly left for him next to Tioya, greeting them as he approached, "Thank you for waiting."

"Not too long, they just arrived two hours before you," Tioya said, looking at Zeng Shen. She continued, "Should I address you as Jason or Mr. Zeng today?"

"If we sign and agree today, it's Mr. Zeng. If not, it's Jason," Zeng Shen replied, pulling out the cushioned chair to sit.

As he was about to sit, Tioya, as the mediator, began the introductions.

"To your left, these two gentlemen hold a quarter of the production of soybeans, corn, potatoes, and wheat in the U.S."

"Hello, Mr. Zeng, I'm the founder of City-State Group, Dasabi," said the middle-aged man, standing and extending his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Dasabi..." Zeng Shen shook his hand, pausing slightly before saying the last two words.

Next to Dasabi, a blonde middle-aged man also stood up, "I'm Sabisiwo, the largest shareholder of Grains Group."

"Big Silly, Silly is me? Your names are quite unique," Zeng Shen silently mocked, shaking hands with him as well.

"Nice to meet you."

"Looking forward to working with you," Sabisiwo said.

"Same here."

As Zeng Shen was about to sit, the man in the white suit next to Jack stood up, extending his hand politely.

"Hello, Mr. Zeng, I'm Gubatewei from the Guba family. It's not easy to meet you in person."

"If the collaboration goes well, we'll have more chances to meet," Zeng Shen said, shaking hands before sitting down.

Once everyone was seated, Tioya began the meeting.

"Both parties have been introduced. Mr. Zeng, here are the agreements proposed by the Brotherhood and Skull Society members' companies and farms. Review them, and if acceptable, we'll proceed to the third-floor press conference for signing and photos." 

Tioya placed two thick documents in front of Zeng Shen.

Zeng Shen picked up the documents, glancing at both sides of the table, and said, "It seems in the two hours before I arrived, you've already discussed which goods each party will supply."

"Indeed," Tront responded, his tone as arrogant as ever. "However, we have some proposals. I hope you won't disappoint us."

"What proposals?" Zeng Shen asked, looking around the room. After waiting for a while, no one spoke up.

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