"What?"

Xia Zhu widened her eyes as she looked at Lin Ruyu, then asked incredulously, "You're saying the world's most terrifying individuals are Ye Hao, along with Xue Zhaolong and others?"

Xia Zhu's reaction was within Lin Ruyu's expectations. She forced a smile and said, "That man just loves to show off. Great China has a population of 1.2 billion, countless talents in Huaxia's military, warships, cannons, planes, all kinds of things, yet not a single high-ranking official stood up to express Huaxia's position. And he, an ordinary soldier, an ordinary bodyguard, an ordinary man, did what no one in the world even dared to think of."

As Lin Ruyu spoke, tears began to flow. Those tears were not mocking Ye Hao's foolishness; they were tears of pride. She had a boyfriend who dared to take responsibility, dared to strive, and dared to charge forward.

"Boohoo! How could he take such a risk? How could he be so foolish!" Xia Zhu began to cry upon hearing Lin Ruyu's words. He knew that after Ye Hao's broadcast globally, the United States Air Force bombarded the island in the Pacific, sinking thousands of islands and exploding tens of thousands of torpedoes.

"He's not foolish; he is the pride of Huaxia." After Lin Ruyu said this, she walked inside, leaving Xia Zhu crying alone.

As she cried, she also started to laugh. She never imagined having such a responsible group of students, nor did she expect these students to become international celebrities at this moment. Although their reputation wasn't good, their fame in Huaxia was definitely household, even exaggeratedly worshipped like gods by some.

Three days later, Habs, the regional head of God's underground forces in the United States, and one of God's underground forces' top ten princes, publicly announced that this matter was unrelated to God.

Of course! His announcement was only aimed at the high ranks in the United States. If ordinary people knew that the Habs family was connected to an underground organization, who knows what chaos would ensue in the United States, considering the Habs family is deeply rooted there, with massive businesses on the white side and controlling the entire U.S. underground Black Sect on the dark side.

"Mr. Habs, I am very curious about your connection with God's underground organization," Abama asked when meeting Habs.

"President Abama, knowing too much about certain things might not be good. Keep to your position, and benefiting the American people is what you need to do," Habs smiled.

"Hmph! Mr. Habs, regardless of what you say, I absolutely forbid God's underground organization from causing an uproar in the U.S., no matter your connections. I hope you don't forget you're also an American," Abama warned Habs, although he understood that the navy's destruction might not be directly related to God's underground organization.

If Habs had a connection with God's underground organization, he would be more restrained. Even if there was no connection, he could still warn Habs not to let the mafia be too arrogant.

"Haha, President Abama, rest assured, my Habs family is clean," Habs laughed, knowing that his family had developed and passed down in the United States for so many years, naturally not being intimidated by a presidential threat, especially considering his influence in both the military and political spheres in the U.S.

Ultimately, Abama, feeling annoyed, could only search for scapegoats, announcing the capture of some terrorists and trying to console the public to calm the incident.

In the White House conference room, Abama expressed grief over the deceased navy personnel and spoke of finding and punishing the real culprit.

When the actual meeting began, the United States Navy Admiral coldly stated, "President, this is completely Huaxia's doing."

"Yes! We need Huaxia to give us an explanation."

"..."

Next, naturally, the U.S. high ranks convened at the White House, eventually deciding to eliminate Huaxia's action team stationed in the U.S. if given the chance.

Speaking of Ye Hao, after rolling on the ground for three days and nights, he was utterly exhausted now. During this period, all his meridians were severed, yet the torment continued.

Ye Hao's soul bore countless wounds from the torture, but fortunately, Ye Hao previously endured the soul body of Nangong Tianhou, giving him a bit of strength to resist now.

While protecting Ye Hao, Xue Zhaolong went out looking for food and ended up having one leg broken by Jiepeng soldiers.

Although Xue Zhaolong could retaliate, to ensure the safety of Ye Hao and others, he endured the pain from the injured leg and returned to where Ye Hao was.

These few days, they felt extremely aggrieved, not daring to hunt for food extensively, and even when seeing Jiepeng people, they had to hide, lest they be tracked.

"How long until the boss wakes up? Lately, the boss's aura seems weaker," Qiu San asked worriedly as he looked at Ye Hao lying on the ground.

"Ah! Not sure. If the boss wakes up, he will definitely lead us to kill those Jiepeng scumbags."

"The problem is the boss hasn't woken up yet," Lu Yunsong stated feeling aggrieved.

"Ah! Just wait! The boss will definitely wake up."

During this time, they also attempted to touch Ye Hao's body, but were electrocuted, turning their entire bodies charred.

Luckily, they had sticks, and whenever there was electricity, they used them to insulate Ye Hao's body from those who touched him.

Otherwise, those who touched Ye Hao like Mr. Xu would undoubtedly be dead.

Ye Hao's aura grew weaker and weaker. If no miracle occurred, the eighth-generation system would indeed ruthlessly kill Ye Hao. Even Qianqian, the soul of the eighth-generation system, couldn't forestall it, as this was designed by Dr. Cathelon, unless Dr. Cathelon could appear before Ye Hao now.

Another day passed, and Ye Hao's aura was almost imperceptible.

"Boss!" Lu Yunsong was looking on and ended up in tears.

"Boss!" Xue Zhaolong felt the same, the more he looked, the harder it felt, even his body began to tremble.

They didn't know what was happening to Ye Hao's body, nor did they intend to find out; they only wanted to know whether Ye Hao would die continuing like this.

When another day passed, Ye Hao had entirely stopped breathing, and even his body temperature was becoming increasingly cold.

Xu Shaoyuan rushed forward seeing this, ignoring whether Ye Hao's body could still electrocute, directly grabbing Ye Hao's arm.

Fortunately, Ye Hao's body had no electricity.

Only chillingly cold temperature.

Xu Shaoyuan's trembling hand raised up to Ye Hao's nose, and upon sensing Ye Hao had no breath, tears instantly flowed down as he shouted loudly, "Boss!"

"Ah! Boss!" Xue Zhaolong crawled over with his crippled leg, shouting alongside him.

Ye Lang, Fei Gou, Ding Haoyun, and others collectively knelt down; though no one claimed Ye Hao was dead, their expressions betrayed them, thus they knelt.

This was their boss, a boss for life, and it was this boss who gave them a new life, allowing them to lead normal lives, live under the sunlight, and even heroically serve their country.

Yet without their knowledge, the internal space of the eighth-generation system detached...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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