After saying that, everyone felt that there was no one more suitable than Qing Chen.
As the person who fought alongside Boss He until the end and brought Boss He back unharmed, Jiuzhou also highly regards Qingchen.
The only difficulty now is whether Qing Chen is willing.
Yu Cheng said, "Jiuzhou has 89 overseas bases, and its business scale may not be smaller than that of the Hu Group. Moreover, with the help of Zilan Star, there are 29 B-level cultivators in Jiuzhou... Of course, this is not comparable to the Parents' Association now, but we are also very rich. If you become the president, it will all be yours."
Xiaoqi rolled her eyes. "You've finally grasped the key point."
Qing Chen smiled and looked at Yu Cheng: "No wonder Boss He is so particular, always traveling in luxury cars and private jets. He must be very rich. Since you're here, stay and help out. We can talk about other things later."
Despite his injuries, Qingchen carefully ate all the beef sausage, steak, and salad on his plate during the meal.
He looked at Sorel: "Let's go, let's review."
Sorel was still wolfing down his food when he heard this and immediately felt hopeless: "How can you have so much energy? Don't you need to bandage your wound first?"
"No need, it'll be ready in a moment," Qingchen said.
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Qingchen sat in the multimedia classroom, watching the video shot from Sorel's perspective.
Furthermore, Sorel pointed at the screen and said, "Joker... now I'm calling you Joker, right? Your movements are very standard, but the problem is that they're too standard. When you're actually flying, you need to relax your body a bit, you can't be so stiff."
Qing Chen admitted that he was a little nervous when his speed exceeded 260 kilometers per hour.
What does a speed of 260 kilometers per hour mean?
At 260 km/h, if you're driving on the highway and you accidentally veer slightly off course, the car will immediately lose control and overturn.
It's impossible for Qingchen to say he wasn't nervous at all.
He smiled and said, "It's okay, we can just fly a few more times. Let's add one more tomorrow. I think we have enough time."
Sorel: "..."
Just then, the roar of sniper rifles came from outside the training base.
Sorel jumped to his feet in shock: "What happened?"
However, when he looked at Qing Chen, he found that Qing Chen was as if nothing had happened: "It's okay, let's continue reviewing the game."
Gunfire erupted outside the training base all night long, so Qingchen simply put on earplugs and went to sleep, completely ignoring the commotion outside.
The problem is, Sorel and Alice couldn't stay calm.
They listened to the gunshots all night. Sorel wanted to go and talk to Qingchen about it, but found two family members sitting cross-legged at Qingchen's door: "The parents are asleep. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Sorel: "..."
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At 4 a.m., a missile vehicle suddenly drove out of the military base in North America. King quietly watched the monitor in the command room.
The missile vehicle erected its launch pad in a remote, uninhabited mountain area, with the missiles in the back row resembling a long halberd.
Someone on the communication channel said, "Ready."
"Determine the coordinates."
"Fire is ready, 10, 9, 8..."
"emission!"
The missile, which was more than three meters tall, suddenly ignited, shooting into the sky with a huge plume of flame, like a long halberd piercing into the clouds.
It wasn't until it entered the atmosphere that it slowly changed direction and flew straight towards the Alps.
King waited quietly in the command center for the satellite to transmit images.
However, 17 minutes later, the Kingdom organization member responsible for tracking the missile's trajectory exclaimed, "The missile suddenly veered off course when it descended to an altitude of 9,000 meters! How is that possible? At that point, the missile's speed had already reached Mach 20. How could it change direction so easily?!"
A few minutes later, a member of the Kingdom Organization murmured, "The missile hit the Mediterranean Sea 260 kilometers away from the target and had no effect on them."
King's gaze turned slightly cold: "Why did the missile deviate from its trajectory? The deviation is too great."
"I don't know. The satellite didn't capture any images either. We're unsure if it was human interference or if something else happened," the Kingdom organization member replied.
Satellite tracking footage showed that after the missile fell rapidly, it suddenly changed its vector and turned 90 degrees, flying towards the Mediterranean Sea.
I'm off to fry fish.
King pondered in silence: "Prepare for a more precise strike."
A member of the Kingdom Organization nearby said, "Boss, the defenses on the mountain are extremely strong. The people who retreated suspect that every hidden stake on the mountain is a B-level agent."
King sneered: "Parents' meeting... Have the orc warriors arrived yet?"
"We still have to wait a while. The container is at sea and will take another five days."
"Then let's make our move in five days."
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Just as the Kingdom Organization was mobilizing all its forces to interfere with Qing Chen, an old man came to a small bar in Washington.
Inside the bar, all sorts of men and women were chatting and laughing in the booths, while the owner stood behind the counter wiping glasses.
The bar was filled with a joyful atmosphere, and occasionally one could hear someone saying, "The Light of White People... Joker... Qing Chen..."
The old man raised his eyebrows, seemingly quite averse to these words.
Leaning on his cane, he said shakily, "Boss, a whiskey, with an orange peel and an ice cube."
The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then looked at the old man and said in a low voice, "Who told you this code? You're too old to be a time traveler."
The old man said, "What if I were?"
The boss shook his head: "I can't assign you any tasks then, you're no longer competent."
The old man smiled and shook his head: "It's alright, I'll be going now."
After saying that, the old man actually left, leaning on his cane.
The bar closed at 4 a.m., and the owner locked the door and headed home. Along the way, he felt like something was following him, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.
wrong!
There must be danger!
Back home, he locked the door and was about to call his partner to ask for backup.
However, before he could even answer the call, a pile of silver nanobots fell down from the ventilation duct above his head and completely enveloped him.
The silver liquid instantly seeped into the bar owner's body, and his eyes first turned pure black before returning to normal.
"Hehe!" Zhongyu was getting used to his new body.
In fact, he can still use nanobots to shape anyone into him even if he doesn't possess someone else, but the problem is that if he doesn't possess the Timewalker, he doesn't have the 'ticket' to travel between the two worlds.
Only then did the call made by the bar owner connect, and a young man on the other end asked, "Boss, what's up?"
Zhong Yu smiled, not expecting to have caught a valuable target. He said, "Bring everyone to see me. I'm going to lead you all to create a new enterprise! A great enterprise!"
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Early in the morning, Qingchen walked out of his room feeling refreshed. He asked Xiaoqi and another family member at the door, "Were there any casualties?"
Xiao Qi grinned and said, "They think they're worthy? None of them can even fight."
To be honest, the cannon fodder sent by the Kingdom Organization to test the mountain's defenses didn't expect that anyone randomly pulled out of the mountain would be a B-rank.
It's too difficult to play.
Qing Chen nodded: "You two have worked hard, go and get some sleep... Sorel! Coach Sorel!"
But then Sorel, sporting dark circles under his eyes, asked, "Did you sleep well?"
Qing Chen chuckled and said, "I've slept well, but I don't think you're in good spirits. You don't need to fly today. I'll fly alone, and you can follow me in the helicopter. The Airbus Puma can reach a speed of 280 kilometers per hour, so it can keep up with me."
Sorel hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Those gunshots went off all night, are you really alright?"
"fine."
Training resumed, and Sorel sat in the Airbus Puma, wearing sunglasses, looking down at Qingchen flying below.
The opponent's speed kept increasing, eventually reaching 280.
Moreover, after just one day, Qingchen was no longer affected by any air currents.
Sorel occasionally saw the snow flying on the mountaintop being swirled by the air currents and wanted to warn Qingchen to be careful, but found that the other party had completely adapted to the aerial environment and was even making tactical maneuvers.
The flight took a total of 8 flights on the second day, with no failures.
On the third day, Qingchen had Xiaoqi set up a suspended ring on a cliff 10 kilometers away.
The ring is like the iron ring used in circus animal training performances, through which lions and tigers would crawl.
With a diameter of one meter, Qing Chen needed to clasp his arms together to barely squeeze through the middle.
Sorel, sitting in the helicopter, was immediately astonished: "How could a normal person possibly pass through such a narrow ring?"
Qing Chen took a deep breath: "How will I know if I don't try?"
A 10km wingsuit descent, a man-arrow-through-a-target at 280km/h! This is the content of the life-or-death challenge!
Like the life-or-death challenge of a sheer cliff in the mountains, climbing is not difficult, but the last meter is.
Many people can also be very good at wingsuit flying.
But what the knights always challenge is the ultimate limit; they explore the boundary between life and death.
The moment they cross the boundary, the endorphins produced in their bodies are enough to unlock the next layer of their genetic locks!
But then Qingchen jumped out of the helicopter and soared through the air like a swift, heading straight for the circular target 10 kilometers away!
Sorel was dumbfounded: "He's doing this on his second day of wingsuit flying lessons? Why is he in such a hurry to take on this challenge?"
At this moment, Qing Chen had already rapidly approached the cliff, but the mountain wind swept in. Although it didn't cause him to tumble, it blew him off course, causing him to fly past the cliff by a margin of 5 meters.