Chapter 2233 - 2233: 2233

The creator of the Republic of Wale, the chief designer of mighty Wale, a legendary president, a man who brought light and a bright future to the people of Wale, has finally stepped down and announced he will not return to the Wale political scene in four years.

Duan Changzai's embrace, the emotional reluctance, still couldn't retain such a genius as Liu Zhizhong.

A simple luggage, an old nine-year Ford F50 Raptor, with a wave of his hand, the engine roared.

Gradually, he drove out of the Presidential Mansion, turned onto the avenue, and disappeared.

But outside on the avenue, thousands of citizens gathered, the streets automatically emptied, all vehicles pulled over to wait.

As Liu Zhizhong's car passed by, it was greeted with thunderous applause along the way, a symphony of blaring car horns.

The people bid farewell in this manner to the greatest president in Wale's history, without comparison.

Liu Zhizhong drove his car; there should have been a security detail behind him, but he refused, saying that having left the presidency, he is one of the people, just an ordinary person, not needing security.

Good fellow, with such spirit, who could bear to harbor any ill intentions against him?

Along the way, faced with such a farewell, Liu Zhizhong's eyes turned somewhat moist; this was normal.

When humanity faces the purest and most beautiful emotions, how can one not be moved, how can one resist tears?

Even someone as strong as Liu Zhizhong couldn't help but wipe his tears while driving.

Life has its ups and downs; who would have thought, he reached the pinnacle of politics in such a special way.

Who would have thought, he ended the pinnacle pursuit with a determination akin to seeking freedom?

No desire for power, full of longing for freedom.

This is a genius!

Because he is different!

In the world political history, the figure and story of this young man will eventually be immortalized in the annals, praised by posterity.

He truly left Wale.

No one knows where he went, and that is also true.

The news later reported that President Chi Zhongshui and retired President Landon of the United States, living in Kachin City, met and reminisced for half a day.

Then he held a simple gathering, had a meal, and bid a simple farewell with the retired old warlord and former Governor Peng Zhensheng and some Wale elders, before really disappearing from the Republic of Wale.

He rejected the security benefits after presidential retirement and arranged for his pension to be donated in full each month to Kekistan until its victory in the resistance.

Such a retirement departure, such a handling manner, to people like Gu Changsha, it really is inconceivable.

To say it was a show, indeed, he displayed quite a show.

To say it is sincere, Gu Changsha and people like him would die rather than believe it.

Power holds no allure for President Chi Zhongshui, huh…

Those who don't understand him, cannot fathom it.

Those who understand him, truly get it.

The Republic of Wale continues to healthily develop without Liu Zhizhong.

The only difference is, on the day Liu Zhizhong stepped down, the financial markets took a slight dip but remained within normal bounds.

The capital market of Wale bid farewell to its great president in such a manner, huh… In less than a week following, as Duan Changzai's policies commenced, Wale's capital market continued to flourish.

Just as Liu Zhizhong said, without me, Wale will continue to progress, and continue to become stronger.

Liu Zhizhong merely disguised himself, melted into the crowd, faded away like smoke and dust.

For half a month, he was very free, with women, with children.

Enjoying life, that's what he needed, haha…

Soon, the internal primaries of the Great East Pot approached.

Due to difficult balances in various aspects, there were many opposing voices, thus the internal primaries of Great East Pot were delayed, pushed back nearly a month longer than usual.

This phenomenon is under global scrutiny, aware that the political situation of Great East Pot is somewhat peculiar.

Insightful people know of Gu Changsha's imminent ambition, yet resistance still exists.

Finally, at the end of October this year, the internal primaries formally began.

At this time, the Wo Long Full System was already activated.

Liu Zhizhong, secretly returned to Great East Pot, haha…

The primaries conference lasted seven days, with of course, first the representative conference, where each delegation made some ceremonial gestures.

The true finale was in the last day's morning.

During these seven days, the atmosphere over Great East Pot tightened considerably.

All national defense forces flexed their so-called muscles in all directions at the borders, protecting the festivities, preserving order, safeguarding interest groups, haha…

All news media frantically hyped one person, this person being Gu Changsha.

The entire Tiandu went under martial law starting from the first three days of the primary conference, both sky and land, including waterways, were strictly patrolled to prevent any improper individuals or forces from infiltrating Tiandu.

Throughout the primaries representative conference, security was exceedingly rigorous. The venues enclosed by a five-kilometer radius, ensuring not even a sparrow would fly in, with drone operators eager for the area, yet banned from flying. Anyone who trespasses is immediately shot down, followed by the operator's arrest.

These days, the air in Tiandu was oppressive.

Originally, this season should have seen heavy snowfall, but this winter in Tiandu was peculiarly warm.

Each day the sun rose glittering from the east and set in the west.

In the park, some fruit trees mistook it for spring and truly bloomed profusely.

The earth and sky manifested anomalies, all things encountering spring, news media sensationalized it wondrously.

Self-media among the populace exaggerated wave after wave: Great East Pot's winter has vanished, spring has arrived early—this is the nation's spring, the people's spring.

Another self-media announced: This year, the Yellow River hasn't iced over, the water is so clear—Yellow River clarity, a sage emerges!

Damn, just for the flow and attention, don't care about the face!

During the Tiandu conference days, some famous attractions closed to prevent additional crowds from gathering here and becoming unnecessary hazards.

Of course, historical palaces like Purple Gold City have been shut for half a month.

Purple Gold City, a bygone symbol of the power pinnacle, huh…

On the night before the last day of the primaries, the north wind suddenly howled.

The weather changed, became abnormal, until then it was all southeast wind, south wind, warm like spring.

But this night, starting at dusk, the north wind began to howl.

The night seemed like it could snow tonight?

Gu Changsha felt somewhat uneasy looking at the weather, but he had the things to do, and he must do them!

When the last light of dusk faded away, the entire Tiandu illuminated brightly, symbolizing prosperity and grandeur.

At this time, Gu Changsha's motorcade crushed over Purple Gold City's centuries-old green brick pavement, disregarding its historic value.

In the face of mighty power, what matter are relics?