Chapter 94 The Night of Conferring Godhood! A Peerless Hero!
The first rays of dawn pierced the thick explosion-proof glass of the command center.
The beam of light cut a narrow golden trail across the floor, illuminating the dust particles that had been suspended in the air all night, making each one distinct.
The noise and tension that had lasted all night were silently purified by this light.
On the giant electronic screen, the light screen representing the map of Beijing was now so clean and refreshing.
All thirty-six crimson enemy strongholds have been extinguished.
Instead, there are green markers indicating task completion.
The "Pure Land" campaign has been a complete success.
"Dragon Head" stared at the results on the screen. On his face, which was usually as cold and hard as a mountain rock, the muscles trembled slightly, revealing a hint of excitement.
He turned around, his gaze falling on Lu Zhanting and Su Wanqing.
His eyes were filled with complex emotions.
There was appreciation, there was awe, and ultimately it all turned into a feeling of near-reverence.
"I have led troops for thirty years, and this is the most war-like war I have ever seen."
His voice was somewhat hoarse, yet every word carried immense weight.
"Launch at midnight, clear the perimeter in thirty minutes, and strike the core in one hour. Zero casualties on our side, all targets captured alive."
"This is no longer a miracle."
The dragon's gaze finally settled on Su Wanqing. The scrutinizing look was gone, replaced by the look of someone looking at a national treasure—solemn and with a hint of inquiry.
"Comrade Su Wanqing, your precise positioning has rewritten the logic of modern warfare."
He didn't say any more words of praise, but the six words "rewrote the logic of war" carried more weight than any medal.
Lu Zhenguo stood aside, looking at his daughter-in-law who was the center of attention, his heart churning with turmoil.
He has always been proud of his son, Lu Zhanting.
Only now did he realize that Su Wanqing's existence had long exceeded the scope of "virtuous wife".
She is not the woman who stands behind her son.
She was a star who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him and even light his way forward.
How fortunate is the Lu family's prodigy!
Yan Yunfei straightened his chest, feeling proud, as if he himself was being praised. Truly worthy of being the sister-in-law he had chosen!
Lu Zhanting stepped forward and naturally pulled Su Wanqing into his arms.
He didn't say anything.
He simply raised his hand and gently tucked a strand of hair that had fallen loose from her staying up all night behind her ear.
The possessiveness and silent pride contained in that action were more domineering than any declaration.
With one gesture, he told the entire audience, "This is my woman, my pride."
Su Wanqing leaned against his firm chest, feeling the warmth emanating from his body, and the fatigue from not sleeping all night was strangely soothed.
She knew that from this day forward, she no longer needed to hide.
Under the sky that this man sheltered for her, she could freely radiate all her brilliance.
Just then, a confidential secretary held his breath, strode in, and handed the dragon head a document with a gold-embossed cover.
The dragon's head opened, and after just one glance, the pupils suddenly contracted.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Zhanting and Su Wanqing with an unprecedentedly solemn tone.
"A commendation order from the highest level."
He cleared his throat, and the air in the entire command hall seemed to be sucked out, leaving only his solemn voice.
"In view of Comrade Lu Zhanting's outstanding command and great contributions in the 'Clean Land' special operation, with the special approval of the Central Committee, he is hereby awarded the 'First-Class Hero Medal of the Republic' and promoted one rank in the military!"
Before he could finish speaking, a collective gasp filled the air.
In peacetime, the First-Class Hero Medal represents the pinnacle of a soldier's lifelong pursuit!
However, Long Shou paused for a moment and turned to the second page of the document.
Everyone's heart was in their throat.
"Given Comrade Su Wanqing's irreplaceable and crucial role in safeguarding national dignity and protecting the safety of the people, his achievements... surpass military merits."
The dragon's voice trembled slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of.
"After special deliberation by the Central Committee, in recognition of his exceptional contributions, a special honor is hereby established and awarded to Comrade Su Wanqing—"
He pronounced those four earth-shattering words, one by one.
"The Medal of Honor: Unparalleled Hero of the Nation!"
"And immediately activate the highest-level security protection plan for 'national hero' level individuals; their personal safety is equivalent to the highest national interest!"
Dead silence.
The entire command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
No, even the heartbeat has disappeared.
The Order of the Republic, First Class Hero, represents the pinnacle of honor.
The phrase "unparalleled national hero" is an evaluation found only in historical records! It is not a military achievement, yet it surpasses all military achievements!
To receive such an honor as a woman.
This is not an award.
This is the Investiture of the Gods!
Lu Zhenguo's eyes instantly welled up with tears. He patted his son's shoulder heavily, his eyes filled with tears, yet brimming with overwhelming pride.
Lu Zhanting gripped Su Wanqing's hand tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
More than his own promotion, his wife's honor, this recognition and protection from the highest level of the country, stirred his heart.
He finally became her protector.
One piece of sky was enough to make her shine throughout the entire era!
At the same time, the thunderous victory of this "pure land" operation was like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of all hidden forces at home and abroad.
Meanwhile, the "bait" that Su Wanqing had deliberately released earlier is now stirring up a completely different and enormous wave around the world.
"Wanqing Group announces a revolutionary breakthrough in regenerative medicine technology!"
"Is the Eastern Divine Physician Su Wanqing about to grasp the key to unlocking the secrets of aging?"
"'Life Essence': Is it a gift from God, or the opening of Pandora's box of doomsday?"
Major media outlets around the world used the most sensational front-page headlines to propel Su Wanqing's name to the pinnacle of global fame.
Within three minutes of the message being posted, Wanqing Group's servers were overwhelmed and crashed.
Countless requests for cooperation, acquisition intentions, and even blatant threats from the dark web flooded Yan Yunfei and Lu Yao's team like an avalanche.
A brand new business empire is emerging with an almost savage pace.
Three days later.
Beijing, National Convention Center.
The highly anticipated press conference was held as scheduled.
Security level: State guest level.
Su Wanqing, dressed in a simple white dress and without makeup, walked alone onto the stage.
The moment she appeared, the hundreds of media outlets below the stage instantly fell silent, their cameras and microphones silencing the crowd.
Under the spotlight, she was stunningly beautiful, yet her expression was as calm as a deep pool.
There are no products and no data.
Her speech lasted only ten minutes.
She was talking about "harmony".
Traditional Chinese medicine believes in the unity of man and nature. The human body is a microcosm, and health lies in the balance and harmony between the internal and external.
"What we are doing is not reversing the clock, nor is it challenging the laws. We are simply trying to repair the internal order of the human body that has been disrupted by modern life in a way that is closer to the origin of life."
“Aging is not the enemy; illness is. Our goal is to enable everyone to complete their life journey in a healthy and dignified manner. This is what traditional Chinese medicine refers to as enjoying one’s natural lifespan.”
Her words carried Eastern philosophy, profound yet touching.
The reporters in the audience had prepared hundreds of pointed questions, but many of them were stunned and momentarily forgot what to ask.
They felt as if they were facing not a scientist, but a wise preacher.
Of course, there will always be dissenting voices.
A senior reporter from the Global Times stood up, speaking in an aggressive tone.
"Miss Su, you've talked so much about profound Eastern philosophy. If I may be so bold, aren't you avoiding the core issue?"
Can your "life essence" truly grant immortality? If not, what's the difference between this and a meticulously planned commercial scam?
The moment the question was posed, the atmosphere froze.
All cameras and all eyes were focused on Su Wanqing.
Su Wanqing's gaze fell on the reporter's face.
Her gaze was clear, yet it possessed a power that pierced the soul.
"Sir, in your opinion, does the meaning of life lie solely in its length?"
She didn't answer, but instead asked a question.
The reporter was taken aback.
Su Wanqing's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
"A night-blooming cereus blooms for only a moment, yet leaves the world with the ultimate beauty. A rock has stood for ages, yet it merely occupies space coldly."
"Do you want to be a fleeting flower, or a steadfast rock?"
"Is the life of a soul that has lived for a thousand years and knows only plunder and fear truly more valuable than that of a soul that has lived for only a hundred years but has burned itself out to warm the world?"
I cannot give you immortality.
Su Wanqing looked at him, her words resounding and clear.
"Because true immortality is never about using drugs to prolong a decaying body."
"But whether your spirit, your love, and the traces you left behind can be remembered by future generations forever."
The reporter's mouth was agape, his face turning from red to white, then from white to green, unable to utter a single word.
The press conference has ended.
Su Wanqing did not give anyone another chance to ask questions and calmly left the scene under the protection of security personnel.
She did not bring the "elixir of immortality" that the world longed for.
But it has brought a profound question about the meaning of life to this world that is entangled in greed and desire.
Her reputation, far from being damaged, has instead reached a new and awe-inspiring height.
People began to realize that this legendary Eastern healer possessed perhaps more than just medical skills.
It is also a kind of wisdom that they cannot reach.
...
Night has fallen.
Inside a bedroom in the Lu family compound.
Lu Zhanting was kneeling on one knee by the bed, his large, well-defined hands gently massaging Su Wanqing's slightly sore calves.
"You're exhausted." His voice was low and full of concern.
"It's alright." Su Wanqing leaned against the headboard, enjoying her husband's care, a lazy smile playing on her lips. "I'm just thirsty from talking too much."
Lu Zhanting immediately got up, poured a glass of warm water, tested the temperature, and then brought it to her lips.
Su Wanqing took a sip from his hand, and seeing how worried he was about her, her heart softened.
Neither of them spoke, enjoying the brief moment of peace after the storm.
But they all knew that the real battle was already in its countdown.
“Four days left.” Lu Zhanting broke the silence.
His gaze fell on the desk.
The black communicator found in the "Forget to Return" teahouse had a blood-red countdown timer that relentlessly ticked on its screen.
“Valhalla, the Temple of the Gods.” Su Wanqing murmured the name softly, her tone tinged with mockery, “He really dares to do that.”
“Whether he’s a god or a demon,” Lu Zhanting’s voice was icy cold. “I will personally drag him down from his throne and crush his throat.”
Su Wanqing put down her water glass and took his hand.
"I'll go with you."
Her tone was calm; it wasn't a discussion, but a statement.
Lu Zhanting's brows furrowed instantly: "No. Switzerland is their stronghold, a hundred times more dangerous than 'Ark of Life'. I can't let you take any more risks."
“Zhan Ting.” Su Wanqing stared into his eyes, utterly serious. “Have you forgotten ‘King Yama’? That monster is beyond the scope of conventional weapons. Only my power can subdue him.”
Her voice softened, but carried an unyielding stubbornness.
"The two of us together are the strongest."
"Moreover, I promised myself that I would never let you face unknown dangers alone again."
Looking at the determination in her eyes, Lu Zhanting's last line of defense completely melted away.
yes.
They are husband and wife, comrades-in-arms, and each other's support.
He took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Okay, let's go together."
He stood up, walked to the wall, and lifted a landscape painting.
Behind the drawing is a huge, high-precision world military map.
His finger pointed heavily at the heart of Europe, the snowy region of the Alps.
"'Dragon Fang' will send a top-tier team to provide support overseas. The Yan family's entire force in Europe has also been activated, responsible for intelligence and logistics."
A terrifying flame of battle ignited in his eyes.
"This time, we're not on the defensive."
"We're going hunting!"
Su Wanqing walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, her gaze also fixed on the marked snow-capped mountain.
Outside the window, the moonlight was as clear as if it had been washed.
Inside, the couple smiled at each other.
That smile held the same unspoken understanding and resolute determination.
The Seven-Day Pact, Valhalla.
That will be the final battlefield, the end of everything.
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