"Shut up!"
"Shut up!" The two of them were unusually in agreement.
“Li Wenyang, you are my childhood betrothal, arranged by our parents and a matchmaker. Do you really want to go with him?” Xu Hongrui gripped his wrist tightly, his eyes filled with determination.
"Wenyang, don't be afraid. Go with whoever you like. No one can force you. He can't, and neither can I." Hu Xingyun's eyes held a hint of expectation. "Will you choose him or me?"
Forehead……
Li Wenyang was caught in a dilemma. Choosing either option seemed like a dead end. One was an Imperial General, who, even if he couldn't control everything, was enough to kill him.
One of them is the leader of the World Society, with followers all over the world, mostly female. Killing him wouldn't be illegal, and it would be a huge loss.
What should be done in this situation?
"Luckily, my chicken broth collapsed, otherwise I would have been dead," he recalled afterward.
Fang Rong sat opposite him, listening to him brag.
"You should know better, why don't you change your bad habits too?" If he had stopped wearing earrings, he would have run away by now.
Of course, it's also possible that he didn't want to run at all, but suddenly really wanted to. Once he entered the crowd, he vanished as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. Not only would a general not be able to find him, but even if the entire nation's resources were exhausted, they still wouldn't be able to find him.
“When playing games, there have to be rules. If it’s too hard, nobody will play. Sometimes you need to give a little reminder.” Li Wenyang had just been brought back to the military region, but he started acting up again. While chatting with him, he also winked at the person behind him.
This guy really didn't want to leave; he seemed like he hadn't had enough fun yet. However, he went a bit too far, completely outmaneuvering the two high-ranking people.
I don't know what happened that day, but the two groups almost came to blows, all because of him.
"Keep acting up, you'll only get yourself into trouble!" Fang Rong couldn't stand it anymore. He was an honest man, and he wouldn't even dare to think about having an affair, let alone two-timing someone. "I'm going to train."
Today is another competition among the four districts. The rules are the same as last time. As the competition progresses, Fang Rong runs into Fang Hua again.
The guy lay down on the ground and said, "Oops, you've defeated me."
Fang Rong rolled her eyes and kicked him with her toe, "Get up and tell the truth with your actions."
The consequence of relying on strength was getting punched in the face and losing the match.
...
"Damn it, they really didn't hold back at all, it hurts so much." Fang Rong wrapped two ice cubes in a towel and applied them to her face. A big bump swelled up on her left cheek, and it hurt even to talk.
"This guy is getting stronger and stronger. His superpowers are dazzling. Most people can't last more than three moves." Li Wenyang said smugly, having lasted five moves out of respect for Fang Rong. "You didn't lose unjustly."
Fang Rong also knew that, in terms of true strength, this was indeed the case. The key was that Fang Hua's special ability was very special; as long as he killed someone, he could take over that person's special ability.
“I’ve only ever seen one person with this kind of ability.” Li Wenyang carefully examined Fang Hua. “Do you remember me mentioning the former leader of the World Society?”
"Hmm." Fang Rong knew that the old leader was dying and his two sons were fighting for his position. Now the situation was settled, and the eldest son had successfully become the chairman. Li Wenyang deserved a lot of credit for this.
"That old boss's ability is this, but it's much more powerful than Fang Hua's. He can absorb the ability of any opponent he touches." His mind raced. "Since he's going to die anyway, we might as well benefit from it..."
Fang Rong was startled. "Is this feasible?"
"Of course it's possible. Fang Hua might even be related to him by blood." It's impossible for two people to have such similar abilities, especially such a rare one.
"You should know Fang Hua's background; he has never been in contact with anyone outside the military region." Researchers also couldn't possibly obtain the blood of the old leader of the Tianxiahui (a secret society).
"You don't know this, do you? The old leader of the World Society used to be a marshal in the military region. Unfortunately, he later rebelled in the slums and founded the World Society with his female companion."
"Is that so?" If that's the case, Fang Hua and he might actually be related by blood.
Back then, researchers used almost everything they could to develop new humanoid weapons.
There was nothing that could be done. The war was intense, and they couldn't take over the primeval forest for a long time. The decision to immigrate was delayed again and again until everyone was disappointed.
The president issued an order that if the research could not be completed within three years, the laboratory would be shut down and no further investment would be made.
For some researchers, research is their lifeblood; to prevent them from doing so is tantamount to taking their lives. Under such circumstances, the pressure is unimaginable.
Some have proposed gene mixing. Since genes tend to repel each other, much like a big fish eating a small fish, strong genes will involuntarily devour weak genes. Therefore, all mixed genes must be very strong, enough to reach a level of equality with other genes.
Strong genes naturally require strong superpowers. Within the empire, the number of people with strong superpowers is very small. Apart from some marshals and members of the royal family, even civil officials and generals are not qualified.
The former leader of the World Society was a marshal, so his blood would certainly not be wasted; in fact, it became the master gene, allowing him to control the overall situation just like the brain controls the limbs.
If Fang Hua could acquire his superpowers, he would be unmatched.
There were a few who had served as marshals in the past, but they retired as they grew old, and their superpowers gradually weakened. In the end, they were killed by Fang Hua.
Fang Hua is a man of few words; he won't talk unless asked. He's also used to his old abilities, and he only uses new ones when he can't handle the situation.
Fang Rong and he were already quite familiar with each other, and even she didn't know anything about his special abilities, let alone others.
"Fang Hua, come here."
Fang Hua had just finished a match and came running over excitedly, "What happened? Why is your face swollen?"
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