160: Angry President

At the round table conference.

A white-haired old man, paralyzed from the waist down and in a wheelchair, looked indifferently at Chen Changsheng and said, “This concerns the fate of the entire Human Race.”

“Changsheng, must you cause trouble?”

This time, Chen Changsheng couldn't smile, because this old man was his Revered Master… Vice Dean, Gu Cheng.

His legs were damaged in a great battle over two hundred years ago and have remained unrepairable to this day.

Gu Cheng had dedicated everything to the Human Race, so Chen Changsheng had to take his words seriously.

Chen Changsheng said in a deep voice, “Revered Master.”

“Since you’ve spoken, I’ll be direct!”

“The seventh portion of Planet Will was not split from the original six portions at all!”

“It is a brand-new Miracle!”

“Its power doesn’t belong to anyone to begin with; if it belongs to anyone, it should belong to me!”

“On the day of my Awakening, I felt some changes in the world and heard the cry for help from the Planet beneath our feet!”

“That’s why that power came into being!”

Gu Cheng’s brows were tightly furrowed as he said, “Are you telling the truth?”

“That power wasn’t separated from Xi He and Ying Zheng’s bodies?”

“Please believe your disciple.” Chen Changsheng nodded earnestly.

“If that’s the case…” Gu Cheng’s eyes swept indifferently over the crowd and he said, “Alright then.”

“Three years, give Xiao Fan three years. If he can reach the level of Ying Zheng, then let nature take its course. If he can’t, then don’t blame us for being ruthless.”

“What do you all think?”

At this moment, White Emperor Immortal frowned instantly.

Why did he feel like Chen Changsheng and Gu Cheng were putting on a show?

One playing the good cop, one playing the bad cop?

These two Revered Master and disciple had pulled this trick many times in the past.

However, three years was not a problem; after all, the Dignity Battle was something that would happen four years after graduation, and that power wouldn't be lost.

But some people were still panicking, such as Zhou Tianlin.

He said in a deep voice, “I don’t think so!”

“Why be so wishy-washy about things!”

“Directly taking that power back will make everything more stable in the future. Isn’t that the correct choice!?”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Changsheng’s expression darkened slightly.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly grew cold.

Everyone looked at the leader seated at the head of the table.

This always smiling, good-natured old man now had a somewhat gloomy expression, his interlocked fingers clenching slightly, and the veins on his forehead gradually becoming visible.

A surge of anger was slowly rising.

Zhou Tianlin, however, still said in a deep voice, “Lord Premier, you must prioritize the bigger picture!”

But unexpectedly, this good-natured old man stopped pretending.

He suddenly looked up, staring with frosty eyes at the ten people who had just raised their hands, and said coldly, “If not enough people had triggered this Heroic Spirit Conference, I wouldn’t even think this matter was worthy of being on this table!”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Tianlin’s face stiffened, and he said, “Lord Premier, please calm down.”

But Leaf Yanan stood up instead, staring at Zhou Tianlin, tapping his finger on the table, and said coldly, “Disgrace!”

Zhou Tianlin was startled and said, “You… what are you saying?”

After Leaf Yanan sighed and shook his head, he roared, “Haven’t you realized yet?”

“This meeting is a disgrace to our entire Human Race!!”

“Has it been peaceful for too long? Have your bones already softened?”

“Since when did the fate of the Human Race have to be decided by a Planet Will power!?”

“Can we not survive without this power?!”

“If Overlord Martial Emperor were here today, what would his reaction be? Unimaginable, right?”

“What about Sky Rainbow Martial Emperor?”

“Even the most good-tempered Heavenly Emperor Zhang would be utterly disappointed in you, wouldn’t he?”

“If the sky falls one day, the ones who should hold it up are me, you! It’s us!!”

“And not Xiao Fan, much less that so-called Planet Will!”

“Since when did the high-ranking officials of the Human Race become like this?”

“Righteously stripping a young man of power that he rightfully should possess?”

“And still think it’s only natural!?”

“How ridiculous!”

“Enough!”

“This meeting ends here today. Adjourned!!”

The Premier’s sudden anger startled everyone present.

People left sheepishly, but the Prophet and the Lord of Jail remained quietly in their seats.

Leaf Yanan took several deep breaths to compose himself, sitting in the main seat, his face full of disappointment.

He recalled the incompetent child from two hundred years ago, who, raising his hand with all his might, could only conjure a withered blade of grass.

Who would have thought that two hundred years later, he could become the President of the Federation, the man who ensures peace for the Human Race?

The Human Race is great not because of any so-called energy levels or Law power!

Perhaps people of this era simply cannot guess that our Premier Leaf Yanan actually has no cool abilities; he is just a simple wood element user, and his talent is only Divine-Grade.

In an era with so many Myth-Grade talents, Divine-Grade talent doesn’t seem like the configuration for a president at all!

But it is this Divine-Grade wood element user who is enough to deter all other races!

What if it's Divine-Grade? As long as it's developed to its extreme, it's still enough to rival a Divine-Grade!

But the people of today no longer possess that unyielding pride.

To place hope on the so-called Planet Will, truly… sigh!

The dilapidated round table remained silent for a long time, as Leaf Yanan’s heavy breathing gradually subsided and his emotions stabilized.

The Lord of Jail suddenly looked at the Prophet and smiled faintly, “You must have already seen Xiao Fan’s future, right?”

The Prophet nodded gently and said, “I saw a corner of it.”

“He became a Dominator looking down on all living beings.”

“And also…”

Before she could finish, a mouthful of viscous blood spewed from the old woman’s mouth, and her already aged face gained three more points of fatigue.

No one pressed for more, and Leaf Yanan even quickly got up, wood elements surging in his hand, injecting into the Prophet’s body.

The old woman took a sip of Longjing tea, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

“I hope I can live to see that day…”

The Lord of Jail and Leaf Yanan exchanged glances and both nodded.

The Prophet gained fame over five hundred years ago, and to this day, her prophecies have never been wrong.

Because her talent is inherently Myth-Grade, a Prophet!

Dominator… why would it be this title?

Leaf Yanan raised an eyebrow, suddenly thinking of a possibility.

Three years… he doesn't need to Beyond Ying Zheng; as long as he can be evenly matched with Ying Zheng, then Xiao Fan will be protected at all costs!

Finally, the three dispersed.

Ghost Seven, who was waiting at the door, quickly followed behind the Lord of Jail, looking at this calm-faced super expert, he couldn't help but ask, “Do you really support Xiao Fan?”

The Lord of Jail, however, retorted, “You don’t have any particular connection with Xiao Fan, so why do you support him so strongly?”

“Because… because Xiao Fan is very good.” Ghost Seven smiled and said, “He lost his parents at seven, I lost mine at five, but neither of us gave up, did we?”

Hearing this, the Lord of Jail gave a wry smile.

PS: Good night, Makka Pakka~