Integrating Power (Thanks to Xuán Zhēn Pō Mò for the Alliance Leader reward)

"Understood. I will handle the logistics for the Avengers." Jian nodded in agreement.

Wang Yiyang nodded, squinting in thought. The rumors about Gewen's character were that he wouldn't stir without profit. For him to personally rush here, he was likely looking to leverage his three elite bodyguards to bolster his influence and pull some strings in the shadows.

So, what exactly was his goal in coming here?

There were no troublesome armed factions in this area.

And Wang Yiyang was still the public face of the Mister board of directors, controlling the Mister forces here.

Even if there were corporate matters to attend to, they wouldn't fall to Gewen. Besides, only the three guys by his side were formidable; it would be impossible for them to make a move against him, the head of the Security Department.

Because those three were far too famous, they couldn't hide their identities to move about freely.

He definitely has an agenda. Wang Yiyang frowned, deep in thought.

He pressed the bio-chip on his arm, opened the light screen, and began to review all the recent intelligence one by one.

Time ticked away.

Soon, his spirits lifted slightly as he spotted a piece of information in the intelligence feed.

'March 30th, the 120-man Third Detachment of the Federation Special Task Force will escort the newly developed Meixing Group Annihilator Suit, passing through Yingxing City on their way to an exhibition at the Nolan City Elite Weapons Museum.

Team Leaders: Xu Shaojun, Hao Wen. Standard configuration for the Special Task Force: (Cryo-Laser, Deer Thruster, Canticle 734 Force Field Generator).'

"...The Federation Special Task Force, how is their combat effectiveness?" Wang Yiyang asked aloud.

"As for the task force, their combat capability is quite strong. They are elites selected from special operations units and combined into a team. They generally engage in the protection of important personnel and assets," Jian answered promptly.

He didn't know why his boss was suddenly asking this, but he just answered honestly.

"How do they compare to you?"

"We've never crossed paths, but I can handle one or two of them without issue. Any more than that... if we aren't using thermal weapons, I can take three!" Jian laughed. "I've sparred with the special operations brigade before; they are very strong."

"Because of your brother's connections?"

"That's right."

Wang Yiyang pondered for a moment, wanting to ask more, when his phone suddenly vibrated.

He glanced down and saw it was his old man, Wang Songhai.

He looked at Jian, who was standing to the side, and tilted his head.

Jian understood immediately and hurried to another room to wait temporarily.

Seeing that the room was clear, Wang Yiyang picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Dad, what's up? Didn't we just talk on the phone a few days ago?"

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the line.

"Haha, of course it's good news! You said your salary was seven thousand last time, right?"

"That's right... why would I lie to you?" Suddenly jumping from conspiracy and calculations to the topic of a seven-thousand-dollar salary, Wang Yiyang felt the tone shift abruptly and found it hard to adjust.

"Well, I saw on the Mister official recruitment site that their cybersecurity department has a base salary of eight thousand plus a year-end bonus! You brat, trying to lie to your old man, huh?" Wang Songhai chuckled coldly.

"...Is that so... I guess I'm still in the internship period... I'm not really sure how it works." Wang Yiyang was speechless; how was he supposed to know his dad would proactively check the Mister recruitment page?

He was busy all day long; he had no time to pay attention to such trivial matters. The cybersecurity department was just a branch under his Security Department.

He decided he would have them lower the listed salary to seven thousand in a little while.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. Remember what I told you last time?" Wang Songhai continued.

"What thing?" Wang Yiyang had a bad feeling.

"The daughter of my colleague, you know, Uncle Xie's family. She just graduated from school and passed the customs civil service exam yesterday. Out of everyone who took the test, she placed second.

Now that she's free, I'm planning to arrange for you two to meet. That's what Uncle Xie wants, too." Wang Songhai's tone was quite earnest.

"...Can we not... My career is just getting started. I feel like I can still have new developments at Mister. Isn't it too early to find a girlfriend now... I want to wait until my career is better and my situation is more stable, then find someone who is also better off..."

Wang Yiyang had already prepared his excuses.

"Bullshit! The girl from Uncle Xie's family has a better education than you, she's young and pretty, and she has a good personality.

Let me tell you, lock it down now—it'll definitely hold its value faster than your career promotions! Otherwise, by the time you decide you want to find someone, there will be a whole line of men chasing her, and it won't be your turn anymore!" Wang Songhai immediately blew his top.

"...Dad... aren't you worrying about this a bit too early..." Wang Yiyang felt mentally exhausted.

Ten minutes ago, he had felt like he possessed the aura of a boss, but now, one phone call from his dad had completely wiped it out.

A complete collapse of character—that was exactly what his dad, Wang Songhai, was like.

"Early my ass! When you were a kid and smeared your own poop and pee on the bed, then grabbed it and shoved it into your own mouth, it was your Uncle Xie who discovered it first!

If it weren't for him, you'd be the first man in the whole hometown to eat his own filth! He doesn't even mind that you're dirty, so stop your whining!"

"...Dad, I'm an adult now... can we not bring up things from when I was a kid?" Wang Yiyang sighed helplessly.

If he kept bringing this up, how was he, President Wang, Director Wang, supposed to maintain any dignity!?

"Alright, alright, the place is at the Xinxinge BBQ Restaurant, the one we ate at together last time. The time is seven o'clock tonight. The reservation is set, so make sure you get there on time."

"Let me tell you, kid, if you don't listen to reason and insist on going against your old man, I'll beat you until you're jumping off the walls when you get back!"

Click.

The call ended...

Wang Yiyang put down his phone, speechless.

Beep-beep.

A text message followed immediately, also from his old man.

'Her name is Xie Yishu, she's wearing a black shirt, jeans, and has brown hair. You'll recognize her when you see her. The time is 7:30 PM, the place is Xinxinge BBQ Restaurant, don't forget! Dress sharp for your old man!' -- Dad, Wang Songhai.

Wang Yiyang looked down and sighed helplessly.

He had just finished negotiating with the Avengers, and now he was hit with this. He thought he might finally get a moment of rest... but no.

Picking up the documents, Wang Yiyang felt he could still organize his thoughts, but he couldn't focus on the papers at all.

His head was filled with his father's roaring voice.

It was a good thing he had asked his grandfather to keep things confidential, otherwise, his father would probably be lining up girls for blind dates right now.

Mentally exhausted.

He was only twenty-six... and already facing such a terrifying situation.

"Boss?" Jian poked his head out from the doorway of the distant room, looking cautious.

"Go see how the Limit Martial Artist from the Yanhu Sect is doing. Once they're ready, have them come see me." Wang Yiyang waved his hand listlessly.

"And the time...?"

"Within an hour." Wang Yiyang checked the time; it was 7:31.

"Understood." Jian replied with a salute in Eresa Language, then turned and hurried away.

Just by looking at him, it was clear this guy had probably overheard Wang Yiyang's phone conversation with his father.

Wang Yiyang was speechless, leaning back against the sofa, not wanting to say a word.

After Jian left, the entire hall fell silent instantly.

The air was somewhat chilly, carrying a faint scent of fresh renovation.

Wang Yiyang sat leaning back for a while before getting up to open all the windows, letting the outside air circulate in.

He had been running around constantly lately, unable to get proper rest, and he had even been having nightmares.

Wang Yiyang felt like he had lost weight.

He noticed a scale placed in the corner and walked over to take off his shoes and step on it.

The white scale had a gray digital display. As soon as his feet touched it, the scale immediately emitted a sound.

'Your weight is 71.1 kilograms. Your height is 179cm. Your evaluation is: Standard. Please maintain.' The dull, mechanical female voice echoed repeatedly through the empty living room.

Wang Yiyang put his shoes back on.

"That makes no sense? How did I gain two pounds??" He was speechless.

After weighing himself, he suddenly felt he had nothing to do again.

He crouched by the sofa and practiced the Tasdak Symbol Hypnosis for a while, but since he had already mastered this hypnotic technique, no matter how much he practiced, it was just a matter of familiarizing himself with the drawing of the hypnotic symbols.

There was no other real significance to it.

The Avengers were handled.

Gewen had been assigned to monitor the situation, and his grandfather had people protected by chip control.

Zhong Can had also been sent out on a test mission. After all, he still needed to be carefully tested to see what level of tasks he could actually complete.

Many missions couldn't be accomplished by high combat power alone.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Yiyang suddenly realized he had nothing to do.

"Might as well order takeout." He thought for a moment, suddenly remembering he hadn't eaten breakfast.

Early that morning, after finishing his negotiations with the Avengers, he had driven straight back. None of the shops were open on the way, so naturally, he hadn't eaten anything.

Picking up his phone, Wang Yiyang opened the food delivery app and began to pick and choose.

Soon, he ordered a Sour and Spicy Chariot Hotpot, requested extra spicy, and lay half-reclined on the sofa, salivating as he waited for the food to arrive.

While there was still time, he turned on the TV and switched to Channel 3, a music channel filled with lively singing and dancing.

On Channel 3, a large-scale space-themed stage music carnival with flashing lights was being broadcast live.

A large group of singers stood on a sea-blue stage, singing in a relay, while countless glow sticks and light boards were being tossed around below.

The noisy music and rhythmic beats pouring from the TV instantly made Wang Yiyang feel a bit better.

Ever since he broke free from the hypnotic dream last time, he had grown fond of lively environments.

Even now, when he was home alone, he had to turn on the TV and crank up the volume, filling the entire room with voices and music, just to feel comfortable.

Time ticked away, bit by bit.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Wang Yiyang snapped back to reality, pulling himself out of the chaotic music.

He picked up the remote from the table and pressed a button, aiming it toward the door.

Click. The lock disengaged.

Jian walked in quietly, followed by five men and women dressed in white sportswear. They stopped before him.

"Boss, I've brought them," Jian said, stepping to the side.

Wang Yiyang gave a slight nod. He scanned the five Experimental Martial Artist individuals sent by the Yanhu Sect one by one.

Although they hailed from the Yanhu Sect, they were, in reality, destitute martial artists who could no longer afford their own medical expenses.