Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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They went to the headquarters of the special task force of the supervisory commission.

Wu Tianbo kept his promise and told Ronan the location of the map he had hidden, which marked the places where the items were placed. However, Ronan did not know what those items were for.

"It shouldn't be something used for sabotage. Although I have a low position in the organization, I don't believe that the organization is one that pursues monetary interests or intends to engage in destructive activities."

As you can see, whether it's my superior Ouyang Li or my three subordinates, they are all people engaged in academic research in different fields.

"I guess it's a device that has some kind of effect on ordinary people or artificial superhumans."

This is how Wu Tianbo analyzed it at the time.

Ronan didn't discuss it with him and left directly after dropping him off at the destination.

Back at their lodgings, Isabel and the others had already locked up Ye Zhongqing and the old man Gu Ning.

Lavana also broke away from that group and returned here.

As Ronan put it, her game of friendship was over.

"...That's roughly the situation now," Ronan explained to everyone.

“Hey, why bother with all this? Soon, the higher-ups in this organization will know that something has happened, and they’ll definitely be rushing to activate those devices. Let’s see what those devices will cause,” said Golan, who simply enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

Ashley added, "Indeed, although this organization is quite capable of causing trouble, that's not our focus."

The key now is to break through Ye Zhongqing and uncover the organization behind him. They came to Seris to find that organization, not to help the Seris people deal with their internal troubles.

"You two are really below par today."

Isabel began, “According to Ronan, Ye Zhongqing appeared suddenly. He had never been in contact with his son before. How did he manage to locate him? There were no companions with him at the time. Could he have been certain beforehand that he could rescue his son alone?”

"Think about it again. Ye Zhongqing's organization produced that kind of drug, and the people who hired that group to steal those three machines also seem to be a research organization."

"These two organizations are closely linked, and is it possible that they are one and the same organization?"

"If it were an organization, then Ye Zhongqing's ability to accurately locate his position and his willingness to act alone would completely explain it. Would it be difficult for him to locate someone from the same organization? Since they are from the same organization, it's unlikely that the higher-ranking fifth-level member would stop him from taking his son with him."

Isabel noticed the unusual details and then made some analysis and speculations.

“What Isabel said is very likely,” Ronan agreed with Isabel’s guess.

"So, we're going to take those items away?" Guo Hanlu asked.

“Okay, let’s split into three groups. Lavana and I will be in one group, Isa and her two companions will be in another group, and Hanlu and Jianling, you two will take care of Xiaoying,” Ronan proposed.

Lavana is too weak right now; only Ronan can carry her.

The other two trios are strong enough that they pose no threat unless they are at the seventh rank.

Lu Jianling then spoke up, "What should we do with Ye Zhongqing and that old man?"

“Break his limbs, drain his magic, then tie him up and hand him over to his son’s current gang for secret custody,” Ronan replied.

"What if their people come to rescue us?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

Isabel offered an answer: "If someone comes to rescue us, that would be great; we'll have a chance to catch an even bigger fish."

"Okay, it's settled then. We'll eat something later and start the operation tonight. Lavana and I will take the two prisoners over, and you guys go and retrieve the items from the map."

Ronan made the decision.

Dinner was simple: a large plate of fried beef dumplings, and a bowl of tomato and egg noodle soup for each person.

After eating, the operation began.

The group split into three groups. Ronan and Lavana headed straight for Wang Jiangong's gang's hideout.

No need for ferries or anything like that, we can just fly there.

Soon, Ronan and Lavana, carrying a large box containing two people, arrived at their destination.

Sure enough, Wang Jiangong and his group were there. They were still in shock and were discussing what to do next when Ronan and his companion suddenly burst through the door, giving them a huge fright.

Lavana put the box down, and Ronan explained his purpose.

Wang Jiangong didn't want to agree. This wasn't just a hot potato; it was a death sentence. The two men, captured, with broken limbs and stripped of their strength, couldn't cause any trouble, but if their organization sent people, they would be far beyond what they could handle.

Ronan tossed out a flare gun. "Don't worry, we'll be right there as soon as you send a signal for help."

Will they be able to get here in time? Wang Jiangong didn't dare to ask. He could only pick up the signal gun and nod in agreement.

He couldn't possibly refuse someone as powerful as Ronan.

"Besides, you don't need to worry so much." As he spoke, Ronan looked at the dejected young Ye Jingye and pointed to the middle-aged man in one of the boxes. "Young Ye, this is your father, Ye Zhongqing."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone except Ronan and Lavana was shocked, and Ye Jingye's face was full of disbelief.

This man is his father, and Ronan and the others already knew that?

Chapter 1139 Reunion: Parents and Children, Love is Just an Abstract Concept

Night in Hanyang.

The operation was underway. After Ronan and Lavana handed over the two prisoners, they began to retrieve the items stored in Hankou. Isabel and her two companions handled the items in Wuchang, while Lu Jianling and his two companions were responsible for the Hanyang area.

Guo Hanlu, Lu Jianling, and Madam Zhao had just successfully retrieved the object from the first checkpoint, a manhole.

This thing looks like an ordinary brick. It is laid out with ordinary bricks. Unless you know that this thing exists or are an expert in magical mechanics like Canaan, other people, even superhumans, may not be able to notice anything unusual when it is not activated.

Under the glow of gas lamps and streetlights, the three people, dressed in lightly waterproof waxed canvas jackets, hoods, and goggles, were exceptionally conspicuous. At that moment, a figure gradually emerged from the shadows into the light, and Guo Hanlu froze the instant she saw him.

Tall and slender, over 185 cm, with a slightly thin build and long legs, his face was breathtakingly handsome. His facial features were well-defined yet not harsh, delicate yet not effeminate, and his eyes possessed an indescribable fragility that evoked maternal instincts in women upon first sight. Guo Hanlu could never forget this face; it belonged to Guo Xingye, her son with Ronan.

"You're asking for death." This was the first time in Guo Hanlu's life that she had been so enraged, so eager to kill someone.

Her son is dead.

She had thought about her son dying, and that after waking up from her deep sleep, she would only be able to stand in front of his grave and reminisce.

But he died on the battlefield, isolated and helpless, his body incomplete.

After waking up and learning the news, it took her ten years to gradually forget it and eventually stop thinking about it. But right here, at this time, this enemy appeared in front of her with her son's face.

"Hanlu, it's cold..." Lu Jianling wanted to persuade Guo Hanlu to calm down, but before she could finish speaking, Guo Hanlu had already rushed forward.

With one punch, Guo Hanlu caused the opponent's chest to cave in.

The man was thrown several meters away, crashing into the wall and causing it to collapse and crack. He then vomited blood.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the man stood up, leaning against the wall. "You tigress, you're really ruthless. I suspect that if it weren't for my father, you would have beaten me to death when I was a kid."

Guo Hanlu was taken aback. "Tiger Mother" was what her son Guo Xingye always called her, and the tone of his voice was exactly the same as his.

But then she thought, Guo Hanlu couldn't believe her son was dead; it must be some kind of evil magic.

Just as Guo Hanlu was about to lash out again, Lu Jianling grabbed her and said, "Calm down, this is just a ploy to provoke you."

The man rubbed his sunken chest, which quickly returned to its original shape. "Aunt Lu, you're the only one who can handle this tigress."

Lu Jianling looked at the other person and asked, "Does blaspheming the dead give you a sense of accomplishment?"

"Aunt Lu, someone as smart as you, could it be... well, never mind, just consider me an enemy of your wicked sense of humor?" The man sighed helplessly. "Could you give me a moment to say a few words?"

Lu Jianling scoffed, "Dragging out time? Do whatever you want. I want to see what other monsters and demons your organization has up its sleeve."

"I am dead, but not really dead. My elder brother turned me into one of his clones, and I live on in this form..." the man said, drifting into a memory.

Meanwhile, in Hankou.

An elderly man with white hair stood blocking Ronan's way.

“Ah-Mo?” Ronan asked in surprise.

The old man's nose tingled, and he almost sobbed, replying, "Father."

His father recognized him at first glance without any doubt.

Ronan shook his head and sighed, "So, after all this time, this organization was your doing?"

"Yes," Luo Chenghao replied.

Ronan didn't ask about the organization at all, but simply lamented, "How did you end up like this? Your mother will be heartbroken if she sees you like this." "It was an accident, consider it the price," Luo Chenghao replied, seemingly unwilling to elaborate.

"Alright, let's ask what we really need to ask: what exactly do you want to do?" Ronan asked.

My son is already quite old, so I can only skip having heart-to-heart talks with him.

Luo Chenghao walked to the riverbank and looked at the lake reflecting the moonlight. "If we're talking about goals, it's to overthrow the current corrupt Seris regime and establish a new rule."

"Oh," Ronan replied indifferently.

"As for this organization, it is merely a tool to assist in completing research experiments. I never intended to rely on them. People are unreliable. Those young people who followed you, Father, to establish the country more than a hundred years ago were once so upright, honest, and enterprising. But what happened to them? They became utterly corrupt and degenerate. Even after being caught, although they realized they were wrong, they still considered themselves patriots, and their patriotism never changed."

"At first, I really didn't understand their mentality and thought it was self-deception. Later, after I established my own organization, I realized it was true."

"They are patriotic, but they love an abstract country that does not actually exist, a system that can give them material and spiritual recognition. They have never, ever loved any specific people, or even themselves."

"It's absurd that they are corrupt and degenerate, yet staunchly idealistic patriots. This is the third organization I've established, and the people in it are still the same. In their ideals, there is only one great system and their 'self,' an abstract 'self' together."

Luo Chenghao paused for a moment.

Ronan listened quietly to his son's story, without interrupting or saying anything, and without even showing any change in expression.

Luo Chenghao bent down, picked up a pebble, and threw it into the water, creating ripples. He continued, "Father, you once said that the vanguard is undesirable for two reasons. First, as leaders, the members of the vanguard must constantly undergo moral tests, which is a painful thing. It is ridiculous to expect someone who is constantly suffering to govern the country. Second, people will always grow old and lose their progressiveness. Even if they are young, their ability to forge ahead in the new era will not be as good as that of real young people."

"However, for me, the vanguard is feasible."

“My abilities come from my biological father, but I am far superior to him, and I also have you as a great father.”

"My clones can replace other people's bodies and retain their consciousness. They are compatible with clones within one level above or below, and then calibrate to the level of the clones I provide. I can create one seventh-level clone, two sixth-level clones, four fifth-level clones... Incorporating new people is not a problem. I can also transfer the soul consciousness of others in my clones to other clones. In this way, I can build a group that can withstand the test and continue to be advanced."

After saying that, Luo Chenghao looked at Luo Nan with anticipation.

Ronan smiled wryly and had to speak up, "Son, don't you think that what you're trying to build is just the 'great system' and yourself that you only have in your ideal world? What you're trying to build is what you've already rejected."

“I knew you would say that, Father, but I’m different.” Luo Chenghao’s tone was confident and firm.

Chapter 1140 Vanguard Team, Battle, Villain's Functional Talkativeness

Ronan laughed and picked up a pebble, throwing it into the water. "If you weren't my son, I would definitely pour cold water on you and repeat the same old tune, telling you that what you expect is not what everyone wants, that not giving others a choice is ultimately a form of tyranny, and that what people crave is not fairness but the ability to be above others," and so on.

"Unfortunately, you are my son."

"So, Father, you support me?" Luo Chenghao asked, somewhat incredulously. He had already prepared to start fighting immediately.

“Otherwise what? What can a father do to his son?” Ronan retorted.

Luo Chenghao suddenly felt much more relaxed. "Aren't you going to ask me why I became like this?"

"What else could it be? When you were young, this country was undergoing unification; when you were a teenager, this country was reborn; when you were in your prime, you traveled the world with us; when you returned in your middle age, this country had reached its peak. A great war was won, but it also lost its way and gradually began to decline; when you were old, this country began to age and decay. But as an immortal, you did not really grow old. You cannot accept that the things you care about will grow old."

Ronan said.

Luo Chenghao shook his head, "What I cannot accept is that the country you built with your own hands has become like this in the hands of those people, and I cannot accept that they have persecuted countless heroes, and that it is getting worse and worse."

"Do as you please. You're older than me, actually older than me." Ronan sighed. He had been asleep for over a hundred years and was not actually a hundred years old yet, while Luo Chenghao was a real hundred years old and had experienced more than his father, Ronan.

Luo Chenghao made Luo Nan laugh with a remark.

"What's going on here in Wuhan?" Ronan asked.

Luo Chenghao didn't hide anything and answered directly, "It's a device that can force the souls of mortals away from their bodies and directly turn them into demonic spirits. Then, some methods are used to let their souls and consciousness enter the magical artifact. The stimulating and stabilizing potions that you saw before, Father, are byproducts of the research process."

"There's no other way; a regime still needs some reliable tools."

Upon hearing this, Ronan sighed, "You're not treating people like human beings, Ah-Er. You've really put into practice the negative example I told you about when you were young."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan's eyes suddenly changed. "However, Arne, researching these areas is not your forte. With your talent, you can complete a project through hard work, time, and effort, but you will never have that initial flash of inspiration. Tell me, who provided you with the initial ideas? Also, your supernatural power is not pure, so who helped you achieve that?" Ronan asked two questions in a row.

Because Luo Chenghao is not a genius scientist at all; there are some things he simply cannot conceive of. Furthermore, his extraordinary powers have clearly been altered, something unheard of; to this day, no extraordinary individual has been able to modify their own extraordinary powers.

“I’m sorry, Father, I cannot answer you,” Luo Chenghao said. “And I have another request. Please give me the Holy Son’s hands, heart, and spine. I need greater strength to accomplish the cause I pursue.”

He considered himself to be above the usual seventh rank, but this was still not enough. "What if I don't give it to him?" Ronan asked.

“Then I’ll just have to take it myself,” Luo Chenghao said. “Let’s go somewhere else; there are too many innocent people here.”

Ultimately, the conflict between father and son will be resolved through violence.

Meanwhile, in Hanyang.

Guo Xingye had basically said everything he needed to say, and Guo Hanlu could only cover her mouth and nose, forcibly suppressing her sobs, so as not to completely lose her composure in front of her son.

Beside her, Madam Zhao was equally excited. She hadn't expected her son to be alive, let alone that he was now a "villain."

"Alright, let's not reminisce for now. We need to see your father and Ah-E." Lu Jianling was the only one who could remain calm.