Cedric nodded. âFine!â
âBy the way, Cedric, whereâs your granddaughter been lately? After Clive met Esmeralda once, heâs
been thinking about her. I think they can both try getting along,â the other old man said to Cedric. If he
were to be seen outside, he would be instantly recognized. That was the Chief of America.
Cedric sighed. âMy Esmeralda is a tomboy. I canât even meet her. If Clive is capable, he should chase
after her by himself.â
***
It wasnât only American top brass, but echelons from some prominent countries were watching the live
stream as well.
Unfortunately, many of those people were puzzled about American texts and had completely no idea
about them, not to mention that they were handwritten by Anderson, in English. The mantra was also
old-fashioned and slightly hard to pronounce. The foreigners were in a predicament. Translation
software failed to give a proper translation, or the translated texts would be crappy.
Anderson,
Alex
âGo find an interpreter who understands English! Hurry up!â
âI want to learn whatâs written right away!â
Many top echelons and foreign conglomerate leaders roared and cursed till they ran out of breath.
âD*mn it! Why was it in English?â
The most despicable thing was thatâ¦
Even if those so-called English interpreters they had found could see the texts on that piece of paper in
the live broadcast room, they were still dumbfounded. They recognized every word but still failed to
make any sense when connected.
âGo and find more interpreters again! Find a few more Americans! Hurry up!â
Half an hour flew by. A vague Zen singing began to emanate from the live broadcast room. It sounded
like the buzzing of mosquitoes at first, but it became louder later. That was the authentic Zen singing of
Buddhism, the six-syllable mantra.
Although the voice could be heard from phones and even headsets, it contained some kind of
incredible magical power. It could cleanse oneâs mind and empty oneâs soul, placing the person in a
subtle atmosphere.
In everyoneâs mind and consciousness, they seemed to have seen the Land of Bliss. It was so
peaceful, without any greed, hatred, and delusion. Only discipline, meditation, and wisdom were left.
They could see a Bodhi tree over there. The Bodhi tree was growing on a pool of water, and the water
was as clear as a mirror, reflecting on themselves. Then, a voice guided them to the water to sit under
the Bodhi tree before they cultivated according to Ksitigarbhaâs Ten Wheels Earth Incantationâs mantra.
It was all, however, invisible to onlookers.
At the other end of the live broadcast room, Anderson, was wrapped in Buddhist talismans that emitted
golden light all over.
Anderson,
Alex
Meanwhile, the one next to him was the protector that hadnât manifested for a long time, Shelly.
While looking at Anderson,, her beautiful eyes fluttered gently, filled with surprising light as they
beamed.
Anderson,
Alex
âSo thatâs the case. Ksitigarbha could see better than I do!â
âI have no more doubts then!â
Shelly stood for a long while without interrupting Anderson,. She then turned into a ray of red light and
shot into his mind palace.
Anderson,
Alex
***
Cedric, who had just reached home in Alaska, prepared to pack up his things before flying to California
on a special plane.
It was then that a coy lady came out of the corner. âGrandpa, youâre in such a hurry. Are you going on a
long trip?â
âEsmeralda, where have you been lately? I called you, but you didnât even pick up the phone! Youâve
made me very worried!â
It turned out that this lady was Esmeralda Campbell, his granddaughter. Cedric, however, did not know
that she was the president of the Supreme Protectors at Darver Lake beneath the dilapidated, ancient
temple.