Thud!
Crash!
Leip, in his office at the White House, slid from his chair onto the floor!
His face was deathly pale as he trembled and pointed at the surveillance screen. "W-What is this?! He can regenerate! In less than a minute!"
"NO! FUCK!"
"He's cheating!"
"I, Leip, have no future left!"
At that moment, Leip suddenly felt a burning pain on his face. To prove that he wasn't dreaming earlier, he had fiercely pinched his own cheek.
Now that the adrenaline from his excitement had faded, the pain returned.
Leip covered his face. It hurt so much!
Ding.
The screen before him suddenly went black.
The heart of this Unified Nation leader skipped a beat as well.
This feeling was far too familiar.
The next second.
"Just as I thought!"
Leip let out a despairing roar.
A line of text appeared on the screen.
'Emperor Four: Dear friend Leip, I have a favor to ask. I wish to join a Buddhist sect in your country.'
FUCK
Tears welled in Leip's eyes. He turned toward the camera and forced out a smile. "Alright."
Meanwhile, at the scene in Sea City.
All the reporters were stunned.
Di Wu had... regenerated!
Heroes never fell. That was an eternal theme!
Click! Click!
Countless camera shutters flashed, capturing the flawless Di Wu standing atop the ruins in a photograph that would last forever.
With the morning sun rising behind him, the scene shone brilliantly. The photo did not even need retouching.
Within two hours, it would be splashed across major international headlines!
Liu Di let out a soft breath. The glamorous side had been displayed, but he had to bear all the danger behind it alone!
He looked at the Punishers around him. "This scene is different from usual. Evacuate everyone as quickly as