Of course, anyone in the military daring enough to do such things would naturally not be of low rank. Otherwise, a single report from someone and they'd be spending their life in prison...

After Lv Dong left, he began to handle the tasks Ye Hao instructed him to do.

And after Lv Dong left, Ye Hao called Li Yi, advising them not to rush their workers even during the New Year's holiday, allowing them some rest. Even if they got paid big salaries, their bodies couldn't take it. Plus, the New Year in Huaxia is the grandest festival, and if they don't go home to reunite with their families, their spirits would suffer.

One could say Ye Hao is an unsatisfactory businessman but a very successful boss.

Late at night, Ye Hao went to sleep...

At this moment, beneath a small island in the South Sea with green vegetation, the equipment here was more advanced than on the previous deserted island. However, this place isolated most communication devices, having only one fixed connection device.

"Damn it, find out who sold out the deserted island's location," the fake General roared at his subordinates in the secret room.

The fake General's fury exceeded the loss of G-material and the Flying Eagle Squad because his previous deserted island was bombarded by a Huaxia military exercise. The exercise was a guise, with the true aim being to fire several missiles onto the deserted island.

All the resources on the island were floating on water, and the time had not come for those bio-engineered humans, rendering them utterly incapable of reconstruction.

Most of the data didn't even have time to be transferred before being destroyed by several missiles from Huaxia.

If he hadn't ordered a large number of people to prepare before the missiles were launched, he would've ended up as shark food in the sea by now.

He fled to this vegetated island among the South Sea reefs; henceforth, he couldn't act as boldly as before on the deserted island. In this tumultuous South Sea area, there's always the concern about other countries getting a wild idea to fire a few missiles over.

This vegetated island has always been a research island for their God underworld organization, deemed secure since their research doesn't require relocation.

But this fake General was dissatisfied. He wasn't a composed man. If he stayed on this vegetated island, he thought he might go insane.

But if he didn't stay on this island, in the South Sea area, he'd be deemed as an infiltrator from another nation and thus hunted down!

"General, based on probability estimates, it was Falcon who revealed the approximate area, and Huaxia bombed a few islands under the guise of military drills, among which our deserted island was one," said a gentlemanly man, standing up and expressing his hypothesis.

"Damn it, it's Ye Hao again. If not for Ye Hao, how could Falcon reveal the location? What methods does he possess to get Falcon to reveal so much in such a short time?" Whenever the fake General heard about Falcon, he linked it to Ye Hao, concluding that it was from Falcon's mouth that Ye Hao learned of it—all leading his hatred back to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao was actually innocent, yet does it matter? Even the fake General knew Ye Hao was innocent, but he needed someone to vent on, and Ye Hao repeatedly thwarted his plans, harboring all his hatred towards him.

"It might be Ye Hao."

"Hmm, it should be him."

What more could others say? Since the General was so sure it was Ye Hao, if they uttered it wasn't him, wouldn't that be asking for death?

"Nemesis, damn it, he's my nemesis. I'll get rid of him sooner or later, will get rid of him," the General roared again.

"General, take it easy. This isn't the deserted island..." the middle-aged man beside him reminded.

"Then tell me, what should we do now? Our companies inside Huaxia aren't earning much. Last year, we just barely met the quota for headquarters, but this year? Any good strategies?" the General said after his outburst, turning back to the subject.

A senior strategist thought for a moment and said: "General, Lin Tian in the Huaxia market is always eyeing us covetously. As long as we invest heavily, he monopolizes our businesses from all aspects. This is a losing and unfavorable approach, so we shouldn't reinvest in Huaxia. Instead, we should do the opposite since Lin Tian suppresses us. Perhaps, we should..."

The older man's words rendered the fake General silent. Asking headquarters for people? Is this realistic?

But without people, how would they survive? With their industries suppressed in Huaxia, sparing no chance for survival unless Lin Tian wished to whet their appetite, those remaining dozen companies would have announced bankruptcy long ago.

"I agree with Mr. Chen. Our only move now is to create chaos within Lin Tian's company and then support ours, or else, under Lin Tian's watchful eyes, we stand no chance," another adviser voiced.

"How to create chaos in his company?" the fake General asked.

"First, either kill Lin Tian or hold the sovereign to command the vassals," another elder with a sinister look said coldly.

"Killing Lin Tian... that's no easy feat, and holding him captive is as difficult as ascending to heaven," the fake General admitted, feeling helpless.

"Indeed, it's hard, but we can apply to headquarters for experts. Intelligence has it that Lin Tian has two people with National Martial Arts above the tenth dan, though their exact levels are unclear. We can fully inform headquarters how Lin Tian has hindered our development, coupling the island's destruction and the loss of materials onto Lin Tian's name. When headquarters becomes enraged, what's one Lin Tian?" Mr. Chen reminded the fake General.

"Indeed! Just pin all regional issues onto Lin Tian, and headquarters will surely send someone to suppress him. Once headquarters captures Lin Tian, we can control him, and perhaps gradually claim all of Lin Tian's industries. Once we control his industry, headquarters will more heavily prioritize the Huaxia region, considering us first for any advanced developments."

"General, let's proceed this way; otherwise, we won't be able to account to the organization this year."

"General..."

"Alright, let's adjourn this meeting for now. I'll try to establish contact with headquarters," the fake General said after a pause, motioning to end their discussion, planning to report to the Prince.

The group reluctantly left the meeting room.

Once everyone had departed, the fake General sat quietly in the meeting room, picking up the phone multiple times but unable to gather the courage to dial that number.

After a while, as if making a major decision, the fake General picked up the phone and dialed the number.

Once the call connected, the fake General flattered, saying, "Congratulations, Your Highness, Happy New Year..."

"Speak, what is it..." a plain voice came through the phone. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)

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