Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

Few people knew that Fang Xianzheng had returned to Ninth Base City. He was standing in the CEO's office of Fang Kongfang, looking down at the protest march on the street below through the grand, expansive glass window. The avenue, wide enough to allow 20 buses to pass side by side, was packed with demonstrators from one end to the other, dense and overwhelming. They were holding up various signs with diverse messages. -Protest election fraud! -Fully investigate Divine Illumination Association's minions! -Hold new elections! -The government is helping Divine Illumination Association scam the people! -Economic crimes are murdering people! Some rioters had smashed the glass on the ground nearby and overturned vehicles parked along the roadside. Fang Xianzheng, with a look of keen interest, said, "Our First General has really outdone himself this time." Fang Kongfang was at his desk reading a current affairs commentary. He looked at Fang Xianzheng in surprise, "Are you sure this nationwide massive protest was orchestrated by Li Xianglong?" "Of course," Fang Xianzheng retorted with a glance at Fang Kongfang, "You know what he said at the press conference, about the Security Bureau indeed holding evidence that the Divine Illumination Association manipulated the elections. Wasn't that blowing the whistle to the public? He has been wanting to purify the Federation's political scene for more than just a day or two. Li Xianglong has always believed that the Federation's citizens are deceived by people like Ling Huan, which is why they elect those greedy incompetents into Congress. Now that Ling Huan is dead, it's a good opportunity to trace back to the root and cleanse the Congress." He scoffed with disdain, "Of course, he alone couldn't have managed it on this scale. Many others are fanning the flames, wanting to overturn the previous election results." Fang Kongfang also walked to the window, "The cries of protest on the internet are huge, and the scale of the march is getting more and more intense. Can the government withstand it?" "They can't withstand it," Fang Xianzheng said with his hands behind his back, looking down, "Since this administration was formed on the basis of election fraud, there definitely needs to be a re-election. The opposition forces won't miss this chance, and neither will my 'People's Party.' It's just a matter of time before the President dissolves the government, and then the real election begins, from all the Congressmen to the President, everyone will be replaced." His 'People's Party,' currently the second largest in Congress, naturally hoped for stability, but the party's ambitious members were looking forward to opportunities. Fang Kongfang considered thoughtfully as he looked at his brother, "Do you also hope to advance further?" He thought back to the current affairs commentary he was reading, which heavily praised Fang Xianzheng's achievements. It believed that the security situation of the Federation had rapidly improved during Fang Xianzheng's tenure as Vice Chair of the National Security Committee. Especially the operation by the Security Bureau to eliminate 'Ling Huan,' coordinated by the National Security Committee, was the brightest achievement in security in a century. Additionally, Fang Xianzheng's return to Ninth Base City was not just to handle his party's internal affairs but also to meet with the Admiral "Thunder." Fang Kongfang knew that on one hand, Fang Xianzheng aimed to win over this key figure in the Security Bureau, and on the other, to seal the Admiral's lips. It would not do for this Admiral to suddenly claim during Fang Xianzheng's self-promotion that all was false, that Fang Xianzheng was merely boasting, and the National Security Committee had been idle throughout. "With my current reputation, why couldn't I?" Fang Xianzheng adjusted his tie in front of the glass window, "I don't ask for much—just to secure the position of Vice Chair of the Budget Committee." Fang Kongfang couldn't help but feel expectant, thinking if Fang Xianzheng could indeed pull it off, his power could definitely enter the top five ranks in the next government. "So, what do you think about the matter I mentioned?" Fang Kongfang bitterly smiled, "You've seen Lin Rui's sales figures compared to our data research, our intelligence analysis center predicts that in two months, his sales revenue could reach 200 billion! Last year, the entire sales volume of Sky Blue Group's Armament was also around that figure." Sky Blue Group didn't just manage armaments, they also included agricultural products. They owned the largest farm in Ninth Base City, but food is essential to the people, and the Federation government wouldn't allow these agricultural companies to reap excessive profits. Fang Kongfang lamented, "When I signed him, I had not expected this situation to arise; he is now too important to us, his value no less than that of Mingde University." That meant, they had to use about 4% of their shares to possibly keep Lin Rui. Fang Kongfang also considered setting up another company to partner with Lin Rui, but the man wasn't foolish. "Generous rewards are necessary to win over a fierce heart! If others earn money for us, how can we be stingy?" Fang Xianzheng smiled slightly, "However, timing is crucial. Let's drag it out for now. As long as Lin Rui doesn't initiate breach of contract, and we don't proactively speak up, if he does, then we should include more incentive clauses in the contract to delay his acquisition of these shares as long as possible. Rest assured, I've received reliable news that Linghu Mingde won't live much longer, perhaps within three to four years." Fang Kongfang inadvertently let out an 'ah', understanding dawning in his eyes. Once Linghu Mingde died, Fang Ranran's shares would pose no threat. Although the girl was smart and capable, she was not yet strong enough; once the Linghu Family was in trouble, their support for Fang Ranran would certainly not be as strong as it is now. Fang Xianzheng could easily regain most of Fang Ranran's shares with just a bit of maneuvering. At that moment, Fang Xianzheng let out a long sigh, "I truly didn't expect that 'Ling Huan' would actually be killed by Li Xianglong and the others! A person of his caliber, a dignitary of the Ninth Realm Emperor, just gone like that." Fang Kongfang countered, "They say he's not completely dead, and there might be a chance for resurrection." "It makes no difference, the Federation is vigorously proclaiming that Ling Huan is 'dead,' intending to tap into the concept of death to prevent his resurrection." Fang Xianzheng shook his head, "Even if he is resurrected, it will take a long time, and by then, the entire scenario of the Earth Federation will have changed." ※※※※ At this time, Fang Ranran was feeling terrible. She knew about Fang Xianzheng's return to Ninth Base City and that her father was preparing for the next election. The death of 'Ling Huan', along with the massive protests that erupted because of it, completely exceeded Fang Ranran and her grandfather Linghu Mingde's expectations. That day, although she was busy working for the followers of the Bright Holy Sect, handling their legal registrations, she was utterly exasperated and couldn't calm her mind. Fang Ranran also predicted that the government wouldn't last long, estimating there would be elections within three to four months. Now she had far too little time, the election for Congressional turnover having been advanced by a full four years, and Fang Ranran lacked any voter base or the recognition of number 9. Knowing her grandfather was struggling to hold on, they could not wait for the next term. It was during this time that Fang Ranran received a message from number 9. Heart of Light 9: "Miss Fang, are you available? I wonder if you're free lately? A Supreme from our division wishes to meet with you soon." After reading the message, Fang Ranran was momentarily startled. Rain Falling Heart Dust (Fang Ranran): "A Supreme? Is it your division's Capital Chief Priest or Red Priest?" Heart of Light 9: "No, the Supreme is my superior, the true interpreter of the Bright Holy Sect and the holder of the ultimate power in the Ninth Base division. He wishes to meet you tomorrow afternoon at Olin Manor, will that work?" Fang Ranran felt a slight sink in her mood, this being a situation she had not anticipated. The Bright Holy Sect in the Ninth Base division having a Supreme? Then what was the point of everything she had done before? Fang Ranran sighed inwardly but replied without hesitation: "Okay!"