185: I am not interested in rights.

Lu Fan woke up after a short nap; as soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed the atmosphere in the living room was a bit strange.

Tang Jifeng, Feng Hanqing, Sheng Aiyi, and even Young Marshal Zhang and his wife were all focused on him.

Especially Young Marshal Zhang, whose gaze was fervent.

He spoke almost the instant Lu Fan opened his eyes, his tone solemn and direct: "Mr. Lu,"

"After a deep conversation with everyone just now, I have learned that you are a hero of unparalleled talent, and under your command is an army capable of creating miracles."

"I implore you to allow me to join the Security Team, regardless of the position."

"I only ask to remain in the country, to fight side by side with all of you, and to resist foreign aggression together."

Lu Fan was stunned by this sudden request.

He instinctively looked at Tang Jifeng, asking with his eyes: What's going on?

Tang Jifeng shrugged helplessly: "Brother Fan, I didn't reveal anything; the Young Marshal figured it out himself."

Lu Fan rubbed his brow, sat up straight, and looked at the earnest-looking Young Marshal Zhang Hanqing.

However, in the end, he slowly but firmly shook his head: "I understand your intentions. But regarding this matter, I'm afraid I cannot comply."

Before the Young Marshal could object, he calmly analyzed: "Firstly, you have just escaped, and Jinling will certainly search for you with all their might."

"If you stay in the country, especially in my team, the target would be too large—both for your personal safety..."

"...and for my force, which needs to remain hidden. It would be a huge risk."

"Secondly," his tone grew heavier, "the framework for a nationwide resistance has already been established, which is a good thing."

"But you also know that the various factions are complex and intertwined. Because your status is so special..."

"...your staying would be an unstable factor in itself, and might even be exploited by certain people, interfering with the overall situation of the resistance instead.

This isn't a matter of your personal will, but a consequence of the reality of the situation."

Hearing this, Young Marshal Zhang realized it was indeed the truth, and disappointment and frustration immediately appeared on his face.

Lu Fan changed the subject, proposing a plan he had already thought of: "I believe the best place for the Young Marshal and his wife right now..."

"...is not to stay in the country, but to travel across the ocean to Eagle Sauce."

"To Eagle Sauce?" Young Marshal Zhang's brow furrowed, clearly very resistant to the idea.

"At this time of national crisis, how can I flee overseas? How is this different from being a deserter?"

"It's not to avoid disaster, but because a heavy responsibility rests on your shoulders!" Lu Fan looked at him with sharp eyes, "Go to Eagle Sauce—"

"First, to stay out of the limelight for a while and let the domestic search gradually die down."

"Second, to learn. Learn about America's advanced military concepts, war models, and logistical organization."

"More importantly, the third point: to recruit, train, and stockpile the talents our Chinese nation will urgently need in the future."

He began to explain unhurriedly: "You should know that currently, the japanese are far ahead in terms of sea, land, and air capabilities."

"We need to catch up, but this catching up isn't something that can be achieved just by talking."

"We need talent—people to fly planes, drive tanks, captain warships, and operate submarines."

"We need a large number of talents who have received modern military education and technical training."

"In Eagle Sauce, you can use your influence and resources to contact patriotic overseas Chinese and students."

"Establish secret bases to send these precious talents to us."

Young Marshal Zhang seemed somewhat moved, but still had doubts: "Talent... is indeed important.

But even if we have talent, if we don't have planes, tanks, or warships, what use is it?"

"As long as you can bring back the talent..."

"...planes, tanks, warships, and even submarines..."

"I have my own ways to get them. I can get as many as you want, and they will definitely be the most advanced kind."

Lu Fan made the guarantee with absolute certainty.

What a joke—with the modern world at his back, anything he picked up would be a cutting-edge weapon.

As soon as these words were spoken, even Feng Hanqing nearby gasped, feeling that Lu Fan's claim was too bold.

But recalling all the miracles he had created before, he didn't dare to disbelieve it entirely.

Tang Jifeng, on the other hand, had no such concerns at all and spoke with a composed expression: "Young Marshal, Brother Fan is no ordinary person.

He keeps his word. If nothing else, those tanks at my base were brought in by him, and their performance crushes the rest of the world!"

He handed out a round of cigarettes and continued to talk eloquently: "Old brother, right now we lack people. If we had the people, we could raise an army in minutes.

Think about it, if we had our own air force, if we had a powerful navy, what would the situation be like?

Your trip's significance is by no means less than charging onto the front lines!"

Young Marshal Zhang's eyes flickered intensely; clearly, an internal struggle was raging within him.

Seeing this, Lu Fan decided to add another strong dose of persuasion.

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and said solemnly: "I have received top-secret news that Hans Cat and the japanese are about to form an alliance.

World War II will break out in full force in the near future."

"Alliance? World War II? Break out in full force?" The Young Marshal, his wife, and everyone present were stunned.

"That's right, it's a total war. Their two countries have already agreed to carve up the world.

Hans Cat will attack from west to east, while the japanese will attack from east to west.

The japanese's goal is very clear: to completely occupy our great China and turn us into slaves of a fallen nation.

Let the Yanhuang lineage, which has flowed for five thousand years, disappear into the long river of history.

If we don't want our nation and race to perish, we must fight—and it must be a fight to the death.

Therefore, we must do everything in our power to become stronger."

As Lu Fan solemnly spoke about the future course of history, everyone was petrified on the spot.

They were all dumbfounded, shocked by this appalling news.

They knew the japanese had great ambitions, but they hadn't expected them to be this great.

Young Marshal Zhang Hanqing, who had the deepest dealings with the little japanese, was the first to snap back to his senses.

He didn't think these words were groundless; based on his understanding of the japanese, he believed them wholeheartedly.

Originally, he only thought about taking up a gun and going to the battlefield to fight the japanese to the death, killing enemies to avenge his family and country.

Only now did he realize that there was another "battlefield," one far more profound and capable of determining the nation's fate, waiting for him.

He took a deep breath, and the hesitation and frustration in his eyes turned into determination and a sense of mission.

He nodded heavily: "Mr. Lu has great foresight. Hanqing... understands.

I am willing to go to Eagle Sauce. This trip will not fail your trust."

Seeing that Young Marshal Zhang was finally convinced, Lu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and gave Sheng Aiyi a look.

Seventh Miss Sheng understood instantly and spoke decisively to make arrangements: "Xiao Liu, since the decision is made, there's no time to lose.

Tomorrow, I will set off for Hong Kong Island; you will come with me. Then, I will arrange for you to take a cruise from there to Eagle Sauce.

Once you arrive in Eagle Sauce, our people there will come to meet you.

They will provide you with all kinds of support unconditionally to allow you to carry out your work."

Upon hearing the arrangements, Young Marshal Zhang Hanqing's sensitive political nerves were touched: "You have already begun laying the groundwork. What exactly are you trying to do?"

At these words, Feng Hanqing also furrowed his brows, and the two Hanqings stared coldly at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan lit another cigarette and smiled slightly: "You're overthinking it. I'm just a businessman. I'm not interested in power.

What I'm most interested in is how to help this country return to the top of the world."