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At this point, Zachary Taylor completely believed what Victor and James had told him: their master was more powerful than them and almost omnipotent!

Zachary Taylor previously thought there might be an element of exaggeration due to blind worship of the two. He thought that this "master" was just stronger than the two ferocious little guys. With the two as examples, Zachary Taylor could accept that someone was even more powerful than them.

But now it seems that the opponent is not only stronger than the two of them, he is very likely to be omnipotent, just as the two of them said!

Thinking of this, Zachary Taylor looked at Chen Mo with awe and gratitude.

At this moment, he regained some control over his body and struggled to sit up from the bed. However, his legs were still weak and he could only feel numbness. After trying several times but still unable to move, he sat on the bed and bowed deeply to Chen Mo, speaking sincerely.

"Sir, thank you for saving me!"

Chen Mo smiled slightly upon hearing this and said in a gentle voice.

"Victor and James were greatly helped by you in the army a few years ago, which greatly improved their skills. After they came back, they often mentioned you to me and said that they would invite you to stay at the manor for a few days when you retire again."

Chen Mo paused here, and Zachary Taylor couldn't help but look at Victor and James beside him, only to find that both of them turned their heads away as if nothing had happened, seemingly embarrassed to meet his gaze.

Zachary Taylor couldn't help but smile with relief. At least these two rascals had some conscience; they knew to think of him and even planned to invite him over.

However, what Zachary Taylor didn't know was that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Chen Mo stop talking there.

There was a sentence that followed their statement, which Chen Mo omitted for them.

They were telling Chen Mo about Zachary Taylor's boast about owning a huge cotton plantation. After they ridiculed him mercilessly in front of Chen Mo, they said they wanted to invite President Zachary Taylor to stay at the estate for a few days so he could see what a real farm was like!

A small cotton plantation of three thousand acres dares to call itself huge compared to the more than sixty thousand acres of Brooklyn Farm? They'll definitely have to give this arrogant old man a good thrashing when the time comes!

However, before the two could invite President Taylor to "visit," they received news that he had unfortunately passed away from malaria due to overeating.

As a result, the two usually carefree kids, who only respected and were close to Chen Mo and didn't care about anyone else, were quite depressed for a while.

If Chen Mo hadn't been able to clearly sense their sadness, he would have thought they were regretting not having the chance to tease or mock President Zachary Taylor.

Although Zachary Taylor has now arrived in Brooklyn, he has only just recovered and is still very weak, so the two of them don't want to upset him too much.

Moreover, it would be one thing if they took the initiative to make sarcastic remarks about Zachary Taylor, but if Chen Mo said it out loud, the two of them would still feel a little uncomfortable.

Just as Zachary Taylor was feeling relieved, and Victor and James were secretly glad that Chen Mo hadn't voiced their thoughts, Chen Mo continued in his gentle yet authoritative voice.

"You are one of the few friends of those two, so I can't just stand by and watch you get killed by someone else."

Zachary Taylor felt a little proud when he heard Chen Mo's first sentence, but his expression changed after hearing what Chen Mo said next.

"What? You mean I was murdered? I didn't have malaria..."

Zachary Taylor said with an incredulous look on his face.

As the highest leader of the United States and the twelfth president of the United States of America of America, Zachary Taylor never imagined that he would be murdered. He only thought that he had not paid attention to his diet and had suddenly drunk a large amount of ice milk and eaten a large plate of cherries in the extreme heat and thirst, which led to him contracting malaria and dying suddenly.

But now, he heard a shocking piece of news from Chen Mo: he had actually been murdered!

He didn't suspect anything when he was sick before, so he didn't think about it in depth. Now it seems that this matter is indeed a bit strange.

He had told the White House waiters he wanted water and food, but they brought him a large pitcher of chilled milk and cherries that weren't really filling.

When someone is hot and thirsty and suddenly gets a large pot of iced milk, most people's instinctive reaction is to drink it all in one go. Sweet, juicy, and easy-to-eat cherries are something many people would normally eat a whole plate of at once, let alone someone who is starving.

He realized he had clearly fallen into someone's trap. The other party had obviously planned this, deliberately creating the appearance of his binge eating without arousing his suspicion, thus foreshadowing his later contracting malaria and dying suddenly a few days later, making it seem less abrupt.

Looking back now, with the robust physique he had honed during his more than forty years of military service, although he couldn't compare to those two little Beast, Victor and James, it was absolutely impossible for him to die suddenly from drinking a pot of iced milk and eating a plate of cherries.

Someone actually tried to harm him!

What's even more terrifying is that he, the President of the United States of America, was actually murdered!

"What exactly is going on?"

Zachary Taylor stared at Chen Mo in shock, wanting to get an answer from him.

"Someone added arsenic to that pot of milk."

Zachary Taylor was shocked and furious upon hearing this. No wonder he had asked for water, but milk had been served instead. Only by adding it to the milk could the presence of arsenic be masked!

"Who is it?!"

Zachary Taylor asked with grief and indignation, "Since taking office as president, I have always put the national interest first and never considered my personal gains or losses. I never expected to end up like this. How can I not be sad and angry!"

Thinking about his actions during his time as president, Zachary Taylor instantly had an answer in mind.

"Those slave owners from the South?!"

Zachary Taylor himself was a Southern plantation slave owner, but after becoming President of the United States, he realized from the perspective of national interests that slavery was a serious obstacle to the industrial, economic and social development of the United States.