384: My rule is 90% to 100%!

“Nine... ninety-ten?”

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard that number.

He suspected he had misheard.

Ninety-ten?

Cangming City takes ninety, and they get ten?

This wasn't just a brazen demand; it was an attempt to swallow the other party whole, skin and bone!

“Holy Lord, this... this condition, they probably... won’t agree, right?” Zhang Chen said with some difficulty.

Fifty percent, they might grit their teeth and accept it.

But ninety percent? That was equivalent to having their painstakingly guarded treasure vault directly emptied, leaving them with only scraps.

What was the difference between that and outright robbery?

“They will.”

Mo Yan’s tone was filled with unquestionable confidence.

He walked back to his rocking chair, lay down again, and looked at the clear blue sky.

“Zhang Chen, you need to understand one thing.”

“Right now, it’s not them negotiating terms with us, but us giving them a choice.”

“The first choice: accept my conditions.”

“I’ll send someone to help them disarm the bombs at their doorstep.”

“Their only loss will be some external possessions.”

“But they will save their country, their people, and their positions of power.”

“In the long run, they will profit.”

“The second choice: reject my conditions.”

Mo Yan paused, his voice becoming somewhat playful.

“Then they can continue to cling to their wealth, waiting for the monster army from the Instance Dungeon to rush out and turn their cities into ruins.”

“By then, let alone ten percent, they won’t even have a speck of dust left.”

“Tell me, what would a sane leader choose?”

Zhang Chen was left speechless by Mo Yan’s words.

He stood rooted to the spot, pondering deeply.

Yes... the Holy Lord was right.

This wasn't a multiple-choice question at all, but a mandatory one.

And there was only one answer.

Those countries were like patients with a terminal illness.

And the Holy Lord was the only doctor in the world who could produce a miracle cure.

Did a patient still have the right to bargain with the doctor?

Let alone a ninety-ten split, even if Mo Yan demanded all their possessions, they would probably have to obediently hand them over to survive.

“I understand, I’ll go take care of it immediately!”

“Mm.” Mo Yan responded faintly.

“Tell them my patience is limited. Give them one day to consider.”

“By this time tomorrow, I want to see their reply.”

“If they still want to bargain, or try any little tricks...”

A cold glint flashed in Mo Yan’s eyes.

“Then let them negotiate with those monsters themselves.”

“Yes!”

Zhang Chen accepted the order, not daring to delay for a moment, and immediately turned and left quickly.

He could even imagine the fascinating expressions on the faces of those arrogant ambassadors when he threw the ninety-ten condition at them.

It would certainly be very interesting... Meanwhile.

Dragon Country, Capital.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating.

Around the long conference table sat more than a dozen high-ranking officials as virtual projections.

Some were generals with golden stars on their shoulders.

Others were calm and steady civilian officials.

They were the true decision-makers of the entire Dragon Country.

He Yongping and Chen Hean were also among them.

However, their positions were relatively further back.

On the light screen in front of them, the recording of the recently concluded individual competition finals was playing.

The image was frozen at the moment Chen Beixuan shattered Bai Yuanlong’s Dragon Scale Armguard with a single finger.

In the conference room, only heavy breathing could be heard.

“Everyone has seen it, right?”

An old man sitting at the head of the table slowly spoke.

“If you have anything to say, speak up.” The Chief looked at the document in his hand.

For a long time, no one dared to speak first.

The images in the recording had simply impacted them too greatly.

Bai Yuanlong was their strongest trump card, cultivated by pouring all the military’s resources into him.

They had placed great hopes on him.

But what was the result?

In front of the young man named Chen Beixuan, he was like a stumbling child, played with.

Finally, he was defeated with a single finger.

This huge disparity made these high-ranking figures feel a series of heart palpitations.

“Cough.”

Finally, an old general in charge of military industrial research and development broke the silence.

“Chief, everyone, I think we might... have been on the wrong path all along.”

His voice was a bit dry.

“We have always been committed to developing more powerful thermal weapons, more powerful missiles, hoping to use the power of technology to combat those exotic beasts and Instance Dungeons.”

“However, today’s match made me realize one thing.”

The old general pointed at Chen Beixuan on the light screen.

“In front of a true powerhouse whose individual might has reached its peak, our so-called steel torrent might... truly be just a joke.”

“I cannot imagine what weapon we have that could lock onto an existence capable of traversing thousands of meters in a single thought.”

“What defense do we have that could block that finger that tears through space?”

His words made everyone present’s hearts sink.

This was the reality they were most unwilling to admit, yet had to face.

“Old Li has a point.” Another general, responsible for the coordination of Professionals nationwide, took over the conversation.

“We have always emphasized teamwork and discipline, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“However, we seem to have neglected the cultivation of top-tier individuals.”

“Our Dragon Country has 1.4 billion people; if not a billion, then at least a hundred million can become Professionals.”

“Can’t we find a single Genius who can be compared to that Chen Beixuan?”

This question stumped everyone.

Why could the Holy Land cultivate a monster like Chen Beixuan?

Yet they, holding the resources of the entire country, had their strongest trump card beaten without any ability to retaliate?

“Perhaps... it’s not that we can’t find one, but rather... the system we chose is not suitable for the growth of such a Genius.”

Chen Hean suddenly spoke.

Everyone’s gaze focused on him.

At this moment, although his face was still pale, his eyes were unusually calm.

That crushing defeat had cost him his dignity, but it had also made him clearer-headed than anyone else present.

“Bai Yuanlong’s talent is S-rank,” Chen Hean slowly said.

“We gave him the best resources, the best training, the best equipment.”

“We trained him as a perfect soldier, a perfect warrior.”

“However, we forgot that Geniuses do not need to be bound by rules and regulations.”

“That Chen Beixuan, he feels less like a warrior to me, and more like a... sword born only for slaughter.”

“In his world, perhaps there is nothing but the sword.”

“That’s why he was able to reach a Realm in the Dao of the sword that we cannot comprehend.”

“And can we allow our soldiers to become like this?”

Chen Hean’s rhetorical question plunged the conference room into silence once more.

They could not.

The military needed soldiers who obeyed orders, not a sword with free will.

Just then, the conference room door was softly knocked.

A secretary hurried in, handing an urgent document to the Chief.

“Chief, an urgent high-risk Instance Dungeon warning report, just submitted by all major war zones nationwide.”

The Chief picked up the document, and with just one glance, his pupils sharply contracted.