364: The ability to flip the table

Cheng Xiao was greatly surprised. How long had Pan Han been an Intermediate Evolver? And he was already preparing for advanced evolution?

In the apocalypse, there were six hundred million ordinary people, less than one hundred million Junior Evolvers, and less than one thousand Intermediate Evolvers. The number of Advanced Evolvers was unknown, but it definitely wouldn't exceed ten!

Cheng Xiao had fought for many years and had never seen an Advanced Evolver.

These guys were legendary existences.

If one didn't consider thermal weapons, Ultimate Evolvers were already invincible. How terrifying would Advanced Evolvers be?

An Intermediate Evolver could easily handle dozens of Junior Evolvers, and with enough effort, it wasn't impossible to deal with a hundred.

However, there was no conversion relationship to reference between Advanced Evolvers and Intermediate Evolvers!

Because ever since rumors of it circulated, no one had ever seen an Advanced Evolver.

"Commander, how are you sure you're about to evolve?" Cheng Xiao asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, but my body is reacting," Pan Han also said quietly, acting mysterious.

"Where is it reacting?" Cheng Xiao wasn't even an Intermediate Evolver yet, so she was naturally interested.

"Feel!" Pan Han grabbed Cheng Xiao's small hand and placed it on his chest.

"Oh!" Cheng Xiao was caught off guard, even blushing a little. But in an instant, she returned to normal; they were an old married couple, so blushing was unscientific.

Following Pan Han's guidance, Cheng Xiao felt all over his body. Aside from certain parts being unusually long, there were no other changes.

"I don't feel anything," Cheng Xiao said, puzzled.

Pan Han thought, 'It's right not to feel anything,' but then casually said, "Just contact Mr. Mo directly."

"Okay, Commander. But..." Cheng Xiao suddenly paused, looking up at Pan Han.

"What's wrong?"

"I vaguely feel something is amiss. The power of an Advanced Evolver is too great, and your current strength isn't enough. Forcibly evolving might cause a backlash from the Twelve Palaces."

"What do you mean?"

"Think about how your last Intermediate Evolution came about?"

"Mr. Mo proactively came to me."

"Exactly. That means for the last evolution, you had sufficient qualifications. Besides your own conditions, Dawn Base was also qualified. But what about now?"

"We've already unified All States, and that's still not enough?" Pan Han was somewhat incredulous!

It should be known that the unification process this time met almost no resistance; it was practically a sweeping victory.

"Although our strength has surged quite a bit, in the eyes of the Twelve Palaces, it's still not much. Just one point: if they send an air force to bomb us, what can we do?" Cheng Xiao patiently analyzed for him.

"The three of us have mechs. Dozens of fighter jets coming over, we should still be able to resist, right?"

"My Commander!" Cheng Xiao was a little anxious, stomping her foot: "All our mechs were given by the Twelve Palaces. How could they not have backdoors? Remote control or shutdown at that time would be a matter of minutes, wouldn't it?"

After Cheng Xiao's reminder, Pan Han instantly felt a chill down his spine.

Because she was right!

The mechs given by the Twelve Palaces couldn't possibly be without backdoors!

If it were him, he would definitely do the same.

"I understand. Then let's wait until we unify the entire country before we talk about it," Pan Han nodded firmly.

He had lived two lives and found that there was no difference.

Whoever wins, they help them!

Only when he was strong enough would he have the right to negotiate, and if negotiations failed, he would directly flip the table.

If you don't have the ability to flip the table, don't even think about sitting at it.

"Right! So, Advanced Evolution cannot be rushed!"

"Then the current problem is the air force. We must have our own air force." Pan Han lit a cigarette, mumbling to himself, a look of ambition on his face.

"An air force is naturally good. Not only can it help us unify the entire country, but it can also counter the Twelve Palaces." Cheng Xiao had wanted to learn to fly a plane before, but now she only knew how to 'hit a plane'.

Although it was only one word different, the meaning was vastly different.

"Gather all high-level leaders for a meeting, and call Old Wu too." When air force was mentioned, Pan Han felt he couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes!"

Ten minutes later, in the Dawn Base conference hall.

Pan Han sat at one end of the long table, with Cheng Xiao and Dili Abasi on either side. Behind them were Qin Zhong, Second Sister, Old Wu, Old Six, and others.

Pan Han looked at everyone. Recently busy with returning ill-gotten gains, everyone's expressions were clearly a bit tense and constrained.

Click, Pan Han lit a cigarette, neither happy nor sad, neither hurried nor slow, saying: "How is the return of ill-gotten gains progressing?"

Before getting down to business, Pan Han planned to give everyone a warning; anti-corruption should be normalized... When Pan Han asked this, everyone seemed unsure how to answer, and their gazes all turned to Cheng Xiao.

After all, she was the overall person in charge of this matter.

"Don't look at her, you tell me yourselves." Suddenly, Pan Han's tone rose an octave, and his eyes began to show some ruthlessness.

The pressure of an Intermediate Evolver began to spread, enveloping the entire venue.

Dili Abasi felt like laughing but forced herself to hold it in.

Besides Cheng Xiao, she was the cleanest one.

Apart from arriving relatively late, she really lacked nothing.

"Reporting to Commander, it will be fully returned today." At this point, only Qin Zhong could take the lead in speaking.

"Look at you all, what a sight!" Pan Han suddenly slammed the table, making the teacups jump high.

Everyone present immediately trembled all over.

They hadn't seen Pan Han lose his temper in a long time. He was usually jovial, but once he got serious, he was terrifying.

If a leader treats you as a friend, you must never take it seriously; a leader is a leader.

"Commander, please calm your anger, we know we were wrong." Qin Zhong quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake, his expression slightly ashamed, blushing to the roots of his neck.

"Old Qin, is this the team you lead??" Pan Han did not back down, but pressed further.

If accountability was to be pursued, Qin Zhong would be the first to not escape.

Normally when Pan Han wasn't around, Qin Zhong was considered the primary person in charge, and Cheng Xiao was the head housekeeper.

But Cheng Xiao hadn't taken anything, while Qin Zhong had, so it wasn't surprising that Pan Han was angry.

Moreover, the treatment of the Dawn Squad was definitely not low.

Basically, it could be said that food and drink were unlimited, and there were cigarettes and alcohol. Just these eight words alone would put them in the top 0.1% in the apocalypse.

"Yes, Commander, I will reflect." Qin Zhong wished he could bury his head in his crotch.

It was too damn embarrassing!

Seeing that Qin Zhong's attitude was not bad, Pan Han turned his attention to others. After all, he was the eldest brother of the squad, so criticizing him too deeply wasn't appropriate.

"Old Six!" Pan Han scanned the room and directly called out his name.

"Ah! Here!" Old Six's body jolted, and sweat immediately poured down his head.

"Tell me, how much property did you take?"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao couldn't help but snicker.

She understood Pan Han's meaning; Old Six was usually carefree and couldn't possibly have any malicious intentions, and even his reasons for accepting gifts would be hilarious.

Calling him out directly meant the criticism session was about to end.

Sure enough, Old Six immediately raised his hand and swore: "Commander, it's a misunderstanding! I only accepted two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of wine."

Pan Han couldn't help but snicker at his appearance; he was truly both cowardly and greedy.