The difficult-to-pronounce Chinese language, undoubtedly as incomprehensible as a heavenly script in the eyes of the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Alien Clan members.
Little Tao Yao's eyes darted about, and Alien Clan language instantly synchronized across all audio so that everyone could understand what she was saying.
This must have been Mr. President of country M's most embarrassing day.
He had the misfortune of becoming the leader with the lowest public approval in history, having lost a great deal of face in front of both domestic and foreign media, the kind that couldn't be picked back up.
Country M was not like Yanhuang Country, where the Intelligent Brain existed and could quickly enforce information lockdowns.
As for this earth-shattering incident, foreign media were more than happy to promote it extensively.
Regarding the coverage of this incident, Tao Yao seriously copied the interestingly worded news back to her own country, unaltered, for others to enjoy together.