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In order to fight against the time acceleration imposed on the wormhole by 07, Ying Yungui's remaining energy was almost drained. In addition to the blood loss in his right hand, he had to hold the Sword of Judgment in his left hand. He was already at the end of his strength.

So 07's sudden slap made him dizzy and almost fell down.

The word "coward" hit Ying Yungui's head hard, and he was stunned for a long time.

It was at this moment that 07 calculated that the infinite barrier protecting his body had been completely retracted, and he reached out to pull Ying Yungui's right wrist out of the wormhole.

The wormhole lost its energy input and quickly disappeared.

At this time, the lock on that end has just reached 85%.

Ying Yungui's right hand was covered in blood, with skin and flesh torn off by the space, and his finger bones could hardly hold on to the broken flesh and blood.

The wormhole disappeared, the energy was exhausted, and Ying Yungui, exhausted both physically and mentally, finally came to his senses.

"Even if Life Reshaping is not fake, if we can't protect the experimental base in Area 5, the secret method cannot be completed."

This means that he has to find another way to resurrect Shi Youchen.

But the public verdict has been made, and the time limit stipulated in the contract between him and Lynch Filer is limited. Is there really still time to find another way?

Ying Yungui suddenly lost all his strength, and his left hand holding the Sword of Judgment began to slowly drop.

"I don't want to go back on my word, Youchen." He didn't understand why even after becoming a level 8 mutant, he seemed unable to do anything.

...

There was a "puff" sound close at hand.

07 Grab the front end of the Sword of Judgment with both hands and lean forward.

The sword pierced his heart.

Ying Yungui was carried forward and caught the body of 07 who fell down due to severe pain.

"You've disrupted all my plans, you... bastard." 07 rested his forehead against Ying Yungui's stiff shoulder, his voice light and airy.

"Forget it, now I can finally pay off the points I owe you."

"The rest is up to you."

"Don't let me down, Mr. Twelfth President."

The time power "Soul Synchronization" was activated. Lynch Feller, who had been motionless at the bottom of the long steps, suddenly twitched and fell to the ground stiffly.

Ying Yungui was completely confused.

He could feel the heat beside his ears, hear the incomprehensible words 07 said, and touch the hot liquid gushing out of 07's body.

Ying Yungui raised his right hand and saw through 07's back that the bloody hand had completely recovered without a trace of scar.

But it was stained with another man's blood.

Pure white blood.

07's hair began to fall out in large clumps, the smooth vertical hair faded away, revealing the new fluffy black curls inside.

Ying Yungui held 07's shoulders and pushed him away.

Then I saw that pair of light white pupils gradually turned black as if ink was splashed into them.

On 07's right forehead, an inch above the peak of his eyebrow, a light blue mole appeared.

That was the face that Ying Yungui longed for day and night.

Sometimes there is dust on the face.

...

...

When Ying Yungui wanted to hug him tightly, it was too late.

07's body was like a bubble that rose to its limit and dissipated in front of Ying Yungui.

——

The attacked laboratories and research institutes in various regions have been brought under control through coordinated efforts. The barrier can finally be activated normally, and the psychics have all arrived.

Those seemingly ferocious "human beasts" have been killed, and no new enemies continue to appear in the sky.

After ensuring the situation was stable, Mai Er pushed Lin Zhouze back to the original room and found that the connection with the headquarters court had not been cut off.

She looked closer and found that Ying Yungui was maintaining a strange hugging posture, but there was no other person being "huggled" in the picture.

What made her feel even more abnormal was that Ying Yungui was crying.

——

There was a sudden shock in the Mirage Abyss.

Originally, Shi Youchen was no longer so nervous after being comforted by everyone, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation, and the meridians in his body wrapped around his bones like snakes, tightening them.

Difficulty breathing, confusion...

Shi Youchen fell down, and vaguely saw the time on the wall jumping rapidly, and it became -

December 1, 179 in the Gregorian calendar.

The time error of the entire Mirage Abyss was finally corrected the moment 07's body disappeared.

Shi Youchen’s last consciousness was He Xian’s words, “Send him to me quickly.”

——

"Number 7000 Ying Yungui killed the number one on the bounty list, 07, and earned 1 billion points."

"The eleventh president, Lynch Filler, has died."

"'Ying Yungui' is ranked first in the association's points ranking."

"The twelfth president of the Global Management Association of Superpowers—Ying Yungui."

...

Ying Yungui knelt in a pool of red and white blood. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the blood in his palm.

But it was liquid after all, and it flowed through the fingers.

He once again killed Shi Youchen with his own hands.

Unlike the last time at the health consultation center and on the island, this time it wasn't an illusion.

After wiping away his tears, Ying Yungui grasped the Sword of Judgment that had fallen to the side, used the sword to support himself on the table to stand up, and then placed the hilt of the sword into the palm of the statue's outstretched left hand.

The wall where the Shield of Judgment was embedded moved back a bit, and the exit of the Tribunal appeared there.

Ying Yungui walked down the long steps step by step towards the exit without looking back.

He was determined not to look back.

——

Everyone felt that Ying Yungui's succession ceremony would not go smoothly.

After all, he was a "criminal" who was publicly sentenced a few hours ago.

However, the opposite was true. The succession ceremony for the 12th president of the association went smoothly.

The first thing Ying Yun did after returning from the courtroom was to drink dozens of bottles of energy liquid, completely disregarding the possible side effects.

He then threw all the remaining chimera debris in the association's base into the space crack, clearing the battlefield in an instant.

The succession ceremony began at dusk.

The heads of each district branch, patriarchs of supernatural families, representatives of various research institutes, social management organizations, etc. appeared at the headquarters base on time.

Ying Yungui met Kulin who was rushing over in the corridor.

Kulin looked a bit disheveled, with one cheek noticeably swollen. "Ying, are you okay? Regarding the voting matter..."

Before he could finish his words, Ying Yungui raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Thank you, Kulin."

Ying Yungui put his hand on Kulin's shoulder, just like when they fought side by side in the past.

"I'm fine." Ying Yungui smiled at Kulin, and that smile was as reassuring as ever. "Nothing will happen to me in the future, don't worry."

Kulin was obviously stunned. It had been a long time since he had seen Ying Yungui like this.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Let's go to the venue."

Kulin came back to his senses, his eyes a little wet: "Okay, the president's order, how dare I disobey."

...

At the ceremony, Ying Yungui accepted interviews from the general public.

"Excuse me, how did you manage to top the standings at such a young age?"

Ordinary people don't know about the thrilling events that happened in the Orb selection, nor do they know about the sudden attack that the association encountered.

They are too far away from the supernatural world, much further than when Flovitch was in power.

So naturally, everyone was filled with unknowns and amazement about Ying Yungui becoming the president at the age of 27.

Ying Yungui: "I personally executed a man who was guilty of heinous crimes against the Association. His life helped me to reach this position."

"Then may I ask how you did it? People all over the world will submit to your strength!"

Ying Yungui raised his head slightly: "Actually, I lost to him."

"Ah?" The person who asked the question hadn't reacted yet.

Ying Yungui continued: "But next time, I will definitely win."

"Ah?" Not only the person who asked the question was confused, but everyone else present was confused, even Kulin was bewildered.

Next time? Is there a next time?

Seeing that the new president had no intention of explaining anything, the man had no choice but to change the subject and ask, "So, do you have any plans or visions for the future development of the association?"

Ying Yungui: "For the sake of all eternity, to bring peace."

...

In the second half of the ceremony, after non-association personnel evacuated, different voices emerged in the venue.

Some people have raised questions, saying that since Ying Yungui has been in court, whether he is qualified to succeed as president remains to be discussed.

But it was quickly drowned out by numerous voices.

"The president single-handedly saved the world's vital research data from an enemy attack. So, may I ask what you were doing at the time?"

"The President is still able to see through the world even in the Inquisition. He is so sharp and powerful. But what about Lynch Feller?"

"According to the rules, 'whoever ranks first in points automatically succeeds,' which is perfectly reasonable. Furthermore, Lynch Feller himself said, 'Whoever kills 07 will disregard the previous president's succession rules and become the next president of the association.'"

"No matter which one it is, no one in the Feller family has the right to object to the president."

Ying Yungui looked at the people below who were arguing for him, and remembered what Ying Xiangze had said to him.

[I know you would think so, but if one day you became the president of the association, would you revise the current association rules?

Would you give up the lives of tens of thousands of ordinary people for one person?

For the future of mankind, would you be willing to become a cornerstone of the development of superpowers?

What if one day the person standing opposite you is your long-time friend, trusted companion, or close lover?

Behind you are all the ordinary people who have no power to resist. Will you take up arms for them?

“Everything in this world is more fragile and more easily disappearing than you think, but it is also more important.”

Ying Yungui seemed to see a familiar figure in his gradually blurred vision, and he could now answer this question.

"Dad, I will take up arms for all peace and stability, for the future of all mankind."

"Even if the person standing opposite me is a long-time friend, a trusted companion, or a close lover."

"Because they'll all want me to do that."

"I won't play dumb anymore."

On December 1, 179th year of the new calendar, witnessed by major supernatural families and branch organizations around the world, Ying Yungui became the youngest president in the association's history.

Only Ying Yungui himself knew that 07 had risked his life to help him overcome all difficulties, clear all obstacles, and enable him to realize his original dream.

"You're always here, you always remember."

That night, Ying Yungui called Lin Zhouze.

"I know where he is." A sentence without beginning or end.

But Lin Zhouze understood, and he said, "In the Maintenance Bureau, right?"

Ying Yungui glanced at him, then raised his hand and hit him on the head with the pillow.

"You guessed the identity of that group a long time ago, and then you didn't tell anyone, right?"

The pillow was very soft and Lin Zhouze didn't feel any pain at all. He seemed to remember something and suddenly laughed in a wicked way.

"That guy Yan Zhiyuan is still pretending to care about me, bah, I'm going to kill him."

Ying Yungui: ... "After knowing each other for so long, I finally realized that you are a sadist."

"Then you have something to ask him? Why did you hold back and not ask?"

Lin Zhouze's hand touched the pillow behind him, but for some reason he moved away.

He said, "I do have something to ask, but the time is not right yet. Let's wait a little longer."

Ying Yungui noticed something and moved closer to grab his hand to look at it: "Your sense of touch too?"

Lin Zhouze let him hold him, thinking that he couldn't feel it anyway.

"Well, she disappeared for a few days. Lan was helping me recuperate, but she suddenly fell ill today."

"I probably won't have to go back to the institute for the time being. I heard she's seriously ill, so I shouldn't cause any more trouble."