Important Meeting

Qwen returned the hand shake and was guided to a chair the president offered. The president went around his desk and sat.

"Clear the room."

One of the secret service officers hesitated and looked at Qwen.

"But Sir."

"It's fine agent Mantz, thank you."

He looked back at Qwen.

"I like that guy but sometime hes a bit too anal."

Qwen smiled at that remark.

"I want to first start by thanking you for saving my grandson. He was one of the first few people you had saved. He told me all about it. I have been tracking at first to thank you. Obviously that was before all of this going on now. Now I need to meet with you for much more important reasons."

Qwen accepted his thanks and nodded for him to continue.

President Tompson was happy. He was a talker anyway.

"Seems you're not a big talker unless time calls four it huh? Well, let's get down to business. In short we need you. Out of everyone dealing with this whole situation we are all just fumbling in the dark all over the world. "

Qwen shrugged.

"I understand that but what would that do for me besides putting me in a compromising position?"

President Thompson played Qwens game and sat back calmly.

"Right now nothing but eventually the world will expect everything from the great creator. I admire your efforts to help out humanity but when people get desperate wild thing happen and people die. It's my business to keep the calm. Right now you are the calm for America and the world. "I'm not asking the world of you. I'm only asking for three things."

The president paused to see if Qwen was in agreement before taking his silence as confirmation to continue on.

"To help us to get stronger. We some what your capable of and your rank now proves it. Some how you are stronger than your level.

The second thing I need from you is to help us find a neutral base that we can use as a global head quarters that was part of the agreement by the world leaders and another reason you were sought after worldwide.

Third is to fight for us. We simply need you. I need you to do a few interviews with news stations. Perosnally we have our own questions also that will of course be in private. I will admit your contibutions to have already exceeded expectations. "

Qwen pretended that he pondered over what was said. It was all within what he expected. The government always wants a way to protect themselves and it's own interest.

"I have offers of my own and maybe our interest coincides.

The location doesn't matter I'll show you why perosnally and only you. I do not do so well with many people. It is a perfect base for the WPF.

Second, I also have a way to get stronger but it will be within limits. It is simply somethings I cannot show but I'll try to help.

My team not myself will not work for you or be in any army but we will promise to work with you. I have a few ways to help immediately. I will you to need any resource available to assist me with my needs also."

President Thompson nodded well now that we have a place to start we can begin with these terms.

Well what location did you have in mind?

"I do."

"That was my request. Now you have to answer to the rest of the world leaders. We need to convince them that this is possible. We have formed a fragile alliance with them. We have a moment of peace now thanks to you but at anytime this alliance could be broken and wars would undoubtedly begin again. For the first time, in human history there are no major conflicts between countries.

Qwen I know I'm literally asking the world of you but, no one alive is more influential than yourself. We have to convince the world citizens to stay vigilant."

Qwen just looked at his feet and sighed. 'Temporary inconvenience for long term gains.'

He looked at the president and nodded again. The president smiled.

"Alright I'll set up the video meetings with the world leaders today. Whatever you say will be said to people who's are important and powerful enough to move mountains with their influence."

I can't go but I'll send a couple of my best secret service agents with you so that we can help speed along any request you may have.

We will broadcast from whatever location you choose once we get word."

The President picked up the phone.

"Send in specal agent Mantz and Clarke."

A few minutes two men in black suits walked in.

"Mr. Valas I would like to introduce you to special Carlos Mantz and John Clarke."

Mantz was of Hispanic descent. He was just under 6 feet tall and had an expressionless face that you ways saw from the agents surround the president on TV.

Clarke was blue eyed and blond hair and stood at 6 and a half feet. They both had athletic build and were both decorated war veterans.

"These two will stay with you for the next year. They will be the contact between the government and yourself. For now I'm done here unless you need anything else."

Qwen looked at the two agents.

"I agree with everything you asked for except your two hound dogs here. I dont need them."

An irritated look formed on Mantz's face.

"Out of everything that you've asked for this is the one thing I cannot budge on."

Qwen sucked his teeth and frowned at Mantz who now gave Qwen a smug barely noticable smile.

"Okay. Dammit! I'll head to the new location now."

Qwen pretended to be upset and stomed out.

"Sir do I really have to guard this annoying kid? "

"No I want you to get in his good graces and pray you can join his team if he allows you to join. He can single handedly take down dungeons. We need need people like him. I have recognized the fight like he has. The rush to be the strongest. Whoever has the strongest warriors. Will have the most powerful countries. Today that's is America. Tomorrow it could be North Korea."

Of course Qwen could heat the entire conversation from next to his ship he now had parked on the White House lawn.

He would help the president if nothing else but mainly to keep him out of his hair. He received the resources he needed for his plan to prepare for the end.

For now he had the issue of where he was going to set up a location.

Our defenses are active. The illusion arrays are up so the tower is completely invisible to anyone below your cultivation level which is currently everyone on the planet. Although that may change soon enough.

For now, to help with your immediately problem. I have a separate spaces in the tower that I created out of boredom. It is the size of your moon that orbits this planet and has everything needed to survive. There aren't very many structures but it will do. I didn't intend to actually use it for anything.>

Qwen nodded and responded to Elder mentally.

'Good I want to use a different place of my own. Are you able to send me one of the palaces?'

'Alright then we can get to work.'

Qwen informed Elder of the modifications.

Elder was able to manipulate anything in the tower and Qwen could do the same to anything inside of his palace.

The Tower was located on the border of the US and Mexico. It was located in the mountains in the desert closer to southern California.

The base would be located near the Gulf of Mexico he decided. After his talk with Elder he was ready to depart.

Mantz and Clarke walked out of the White House but even they could hide their shock at seeing his plain aircraft. It looked almost like glass but was made of a strange metal that felt cool to the touch.

People walking by stopped and pointed or screamed to get their attention. Flashes from phone cameras filled the afternoon horizon.

Wide eyed agents followed Qwen inside.

"You guys may want to buckle up. I've never had with passengers before. The cop pit is this way. I'll get us going you both wait here."

Mantz shook his head.

"No god**** way Valas. My order were to not let you out my sight. That what I'm going to do."

Qwen smirked and shrugged. He thought it was hilarious to think he could actually keep up with Qwen to be able to stop him.

Qwen sat in one of the soft chairs. The ship fired up with a soft hum. Mantz cautiously sat down in the second chair. He looked around with a confused look on his face.

"Valas how do we-. Whoooo! WWhooooa!"

Foooom!

The ship took off. To Qwen it looked like he was looking out of the window of a commercial plane. Mantz on the other couldn't see anything but blurs.

He just looked at Qwen back out of the window and back at Qwen again.

At that moment Mantz stopped underestimating Qwen Valas. Just how did he obtain all of this?