Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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“Father,” Luo Chenghao, who looked like an old man withered and worn, called out to Luo Nan, who looked like a handsome young man.

"Alright, let's talk when you've recovered." Ronan's eyes held both annoyance and affection, no different from any other father in the world who had given his son a good beating.

At this moment, Madam Zhao had already jumped down several times from the mountain and arrived in the valley, heading this way.

She couldn't wait to see her son. The son she thought was dead was actually alive, and he was not far away. Her motherly heart was being pulled tightly in her chest, and she wished she could fly over. At the same time, she thought about maintaining her dignity and elegance as a mother. She even planned to adopt the demeanor of a strict mother and teach her son a lesson, just like those mothers who are extremely distressed and miss their son so much, but who are planning to give their runaway son a good lesson for his misbehavior.

Luo Chenghao sighed.

In the blink of an eye, he created two clones, one named Guo Xingye and the other Bai Wenbin.

Ronan was astonished and confused, not understanding what Luo Chenghao was doing. Although he was not actually as exhausted as he appeared, and was in good condition with his body still regenerating and his magic power not yet depleted, he was still very weak overall. By creating a clone, he was weakening himself and increasing his burden.

"No. 16, Lane 1, North Jiangxia Road, Hanyang. Everything that needs to be said is there," Luo Chenghao said.

The moment the words left his mouth, Ronan's expression changed drastically. He immediately summoned his longsword to immobilize Luo Chenghao's limbs, attempting to seal off all of his magical energy and temporarily freeze his entire being, both body and soul. Luo Chenghao's words were clearly his last.

He is committing suicide, and Ronan is trying to stop him.

"It's no use. I was destined to die, and now I've overdrawn my power. That thing is broken. It only temporarily stopped my actions... Besides, when I completely separated them, the suicide was already complete. My soul began to crumble, heading towards irreversible death. Father, you... ah."

With a short cry of pain, Luo Chenghao lost consciousness.

"Foolish son." Ronan scooped up his son, who was rapidly turning to ash, and in a flash, he pulled the bewildered Madam Zhao into his arms. He stepped onto his flying shield, soared into the air, and streaked across the night sky in a golden light, flying towards the New World at top speed.

He probably couldn't save his son who was dying; only Falek and the others could possibly do it. "What's going on? How did this happen so suddenly..." Madam Zhao looked bewildered, completely unable to understand what was happening.

"We'll talk when we get there." Ronan's voice was short and sharp. He was suppressing all his emotions and only wanted to be fast, faster, and even faster.

Exceeding the speed of sound, twice the speed of sound, five times, ten times.

Even so, it still took Ronan an hour to fly from the Dabie Mountains to the eastern coast of the northern New World, where Falek and the others were.

From the night in Seres, Wuhan, we arrived in the warm morning light of eastern North America.

"Help! Quick!" Ronan shouted to Falek and the other two who were having breakfast.

The three were puzzled, but no further explanation was needed. They put everything aside and immediately took the person to the experimental base.

Ronan pulled Madam Zhao outside, not because it was inconvenient to go in, but because he was afraid she would lose control of her emotions.

And so, the two endured the silence for more than two hours, until finally, the sound of the door opening made them stand up abruptly.

Canaan opened the door, shook his head and sighed, looking regretful.

Ronan covered his face with one hand and leaned against the wall with the other, lowering his head. He had never expected this to happen.

Madam Zhao's legs went weak, her face turned ashen, her knees buckled, and she collapsed to her knees.

He had already accepted the fact that his son was dead, but then suddenly learned that his son was still alive. During the struggle between father and son, he knew that neither side would kill him, but he still came with a worried heart. He was about to meet his son, and he was eager but deliberately trying to be authoritative. However, he did not say a word to his son. He could only watch his son die. He was tormented for several hours and finally had to accept the news of his son's death.

Amidst the intense emotional turmoil, as a mother, she had already broken down.

Ten days later, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, in the suburbs of Foshan, in front of a grave.

Luo Nan, Madam Zhao, Lu Jianling, Guo Hanlu, Guo Xingye, and Bai Wenbin were standing.

In this time and space where everyone is celebrating the New Year and the joyous sounds of gongs and drums still echo from distant villages, Ronan and his group are paying tribute to the dead.

Luo Chenghao's ashes lie in the tomb.

Luo Chenghao was born in Foshan. He never met his biological father, nor did he ever acknowledge his ancestors. He only regarded Luo Nan as his father. Even before he came of age, he insisted on changing his surname, even though Luo Nan's surname was not Luo.

Therefore, Ronan also chose to bury his son in Foshan, his birthplace.

Guo Xingye stepped forward and scattered a handful of white paper money. "Brother, rest in peace. I can't do what you wanted to do, but I will do it eventually." "Uncle Ying, rest in peace." Bai Wenbin, who was usually very talkative, didn't say much.

Lu Jianling and Guo Hanlu didn't know what to say.

As for Ronan and Mrs. Zhao, they had already said everything they needed to say.

"I'm going back to Wuhan with Xiaoying," Ronan said, and then left with Madam Zhao.

For the past ten days or so, I've been busy cleaning up the mess Luo Chenghao made, learning about the organization from Guo Xingye and Bai Wenbin, and also briefly mentioning Jian Shan.

I'm busy with all the arrangements for Luo Chenghao's funeral and other things, and I haven't even had a chance to read his will yet.

Or perhaps, Madam Zhao had been avoiding looking at the will, unwilling to bring everything to a close.

She still couldn't fully accept reality.

But some things, in the end, must be faced.

Ronan and Madam Zhao arrived at the address Luo Chenghao had given them before his death. It was a residential area adjacent to a commercial street. The house where he left his will was not on the street, but in the middle of the residential area.

The house was similar in structure to the place where Ye Jingye lived, only larger.

Ronan leaped over the wall with Madam Zhao and entered the house. The courtyard was damp and dusty. Upon entering the room, there was a musty smell. The house had been uninhabited for a long time, and judging from the signs, no one had entered for at least a month.

If Ronan's judgment is correct, then Luo Chenghao's suicide note was written and put away a month ago.

If that's the case, then he must have already anticipated this day when Ronan and his group started targeting the organization he led because of what happened to Ross.

Madam Zhao immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose. She had cried countless times in the past few days, and once again she couldn't help but sob, because this situation meant that her son had long been planning to commit suicide.

Chapter 1144 The Truth, The Mysterious Man, The Mastermind Among the Children

The suicide note was in a box. On the outside of the envelope were two lines of calligraphy: "To my father, Ronan," and "Your son, Chengke," written in very beautiful calligraphy.

Aside from the children born in France earlier, Ronan's later children were mostly born before Seres was reunified. Luo Chenghao was not his biological son, but he was from the same generation as them. This group of people were born and raised in Seres, so Seres could be considered their homeland, even though most of them looked completely foreign.

Luo Chenghao, a true Seresian, was the most "unorthodox" and "foreign-worshipping," but at the same time, he was also the most proficient in some aspects of Seresian culture, such as his excellent calligraphy.

Upon opening the package, the first sheet of paper wasn't the main text, but rather a table of contents listing a bunch of documents, materials, and storage locations for collected and manufactured items, equipment, and medicines.

The second sheet of paper begins the main text.

"By the time Father sees this letter, I should have already left this world. There is nothing to regret. I am a spirit who should die but refuses to die. It is just that this last act in my life is superfluous and will probably hurt Mother even more." "Never mind, let's start from the beginning."

Luo Chenghao's wording was very colloquial, not like he was writing a letter at all, but more like he was chatting.

"In 1704, after nearly forty years of slumber, Father, the world war was about to break out, and a period of chaos lasting more than forty years began. It was at this time that Guts and Ariman's G&A Company showcased the first-generation product of a transplantable magical device, which was still in the testing phase, at the World's Fair to attract investment. In 1709, the Kingdom of Phos and Seris declared war on each other, and the world war truly began. In the same year, the first mature product of a magical device used as a transplant was officially launched."

"At that time, I barely reached the fifth level. If nothing unexpected happened, I, with my mediocre talent, would probably never be able to break through again in my lifetime."

"At that time, I had an idea. I wanted to transplant magical artifacts into my clone. If I succeeded, even if I myself remained at the fifth rank and could not improve any further, I would still have a small but absolutely reliable fighting force. Even if I could no longer intervene in that war, I would still have the hope of doing something after the war." "During wartime, it is very convenient to do anything, not to mention that I am still a wealthy man with the inheritance left by you, Father."

"I conducted far too many inhumane experiments, solely to enhance my own power rather than to benefit the world. That cannot be covered up by necessary sacrifices, but I didn't care at all, and even felt it was the right thing to do. At that time, I was already possessed."

"In 1717, the war reached its climax, and I thought I had succeeded, but what followed was complete loss of control."

"If the mysterious man hadn't appeared, I would probably be dead by now."

"A mysterious person saved me, and then I was given a different body."

"There's too much technical content to mention here, so please refer to the materials for details."

"In short, not long after, I advanced to the sixth rank and gained the ability to use clones to invade and assimilate others. However, at that time, I could not retain a person's consciousness and could only retain a part of the extraordinary abilities. The clones could only accept some simple action commands, or they were completely controlled by me."

"In 1924, as the war drew to a close, the mysterious man found me again. At that time, I had just learned that Xingye and a troop were trapped on an island in the South China Sea, so I was eager to go and rescue them. The mysterious man went with me."

"When we arrived, Xingye was already on the verge of death. I hoped the mysterious man would save him, but after trying, he said that he could not be saved. However, there was another way we could try."

"The mysterious man originally researched a technology to transfer a person's magical base into a magical device, but the research failed. However, if that device is combined with my extraordinary power, perhaps it is worth a try to turn Xingye into an avatar of mine."

"Father, you know I succeeded."

"Afterwards, I learned from Xingye that he had been stabbed in the back by his own people. He was not bad. The only problem was that he was your son, Father. As one of the most important members of the founders of this country, you have always been deeply feared and even hated. This fear and hatred has continued to your descendants."

"Three years later, the 'revolution' of Seris, which was full of self-satisfaction and even wanted to make revolution the exclusive property of their party, ended. The following year, Wenbin, as a founding father, died in the Great Purge. It's ridiculous. At the time, he thought the leader was wise and that it was just the work of petty people. He was arrested without any resistance. He thought that explaining things would be enough. He had no idea how terrifying revolution is."

“I saved Wenbin in the same way.”

"In 1940, the world was basically at peace, and there was no more turmoil in the major countries. I also achieved the seventh level."

"But at that time, my body started to act strangely."

"That is the 'mental illness' that inevitably occurs in people who have over-transplanted magical artifacts, and mental illness is an incurable disease for superhumans."

"I suddenly realized that although the magical artifacts in my body are different from those implants that can raise the rank of superhumans and come with supernatural magical power, they have one thing in common: they also take up space. Too many of them won't do."

"I finally managed to contact the mysterious person, who told me that there are only two ways to solve this problem."

"The first option is to significantly increase my total magical power and physical attributes, so that I can carry magical artifacts and control special clones of other people's consciousness that contain magical artifacts."

"Another method involves transforming the demonic body of a living person into a kind of device, which is then used as 'medicine' to resist this 'curse'."

Neither of these two methods can cure the root cause; they can only delay the inevitable, but for a very long time.

"The mysterious man said that both methods were theoretical and practically impossible. I was at the seventh level and could not improve any further. As for living people, non-superhumans could not be transformed, and superhumans would never allow me to do as I pleased. Therefore, I only had one path: death."

"However, I know that both paths are viable."

"To improve, all you need to do is give me the three holy items from you, Father. To make that kind of artifact, you only need to transform mortals into demonic spirits first."

“I know very well that the mysterious man has ill intentions; he wants to weaken you, Father.”

"I have already foreseen the war that will happen soon."

"I won't tell you, Father, that I need those three things, because I know you will give them to me to save me."

"But I'm not a good son. I still selfishly want to live, and I want to personally deal with the mysterious man and then fulfill my dream."

Therefore, a battle is inevitable. If I lose this battle, I will never give you, Father, the chance to save me.

"After all, I can't prove that I can truly be on par with you, Father. If I live on while you become weaker, wouldn't that just let him succeed?"

"Finally, the mysterious person has been hiding inside a humanoid suit of armor. Even if I don't say it, Father, you probably guessed it. The mysterious person knows many secret techniques, knows me inside and out, can set traps for me step by step, and knows you, Father. So he or she is undoubtedly one of our brothers and sisters."

Chapter 1145 Regarding the Mysterious Man, Follow-up Plans, Experiments, and Enhancement

The moment Luo Nan met Luo Chenghao, he knew that there was someone behind him who understood this son. Luo Chenghao was "mediocre" in cultivation. Under normal circumstances, he could not have reached the seventh level. The same was true in other aspects. Even if he were given another hundred years, he would not be able to achieve any breakthrough or epoch-making research results in the fields of magical artifacts and extraordinary theories on his own, because he did not have the kind of flash of inspiration that top-notch scholars would have. He was just a very hardworking person who was not stupid.

Ronan had no idea that the mysterious person Luo Chenghao spoke of, the one who had guided him to this point, would be one of his own children.

After reading the will with Ronan, Mrs. Zhao looked at him expectantly, hoping he would refute her son's resolute judgment. She hoped her son was lying.

However, Ronan shook his head. "Arnold is probably right."

It seems that Ronan's children had no motive to harm him.

But it shouldn't be.

The mysterious man understands Luo Chenghao and Luo Nan, and has mastered various technologies that have not been passed on to outsiders.

Otherwise, he could not have guided Luo Chenghao so easily, nor could he have achieved those research results.

“After all, we have been asleep for a hundred years, and there are too many things we don’t know,” Madam Zhao said, still unwilling to accept her own son’s speculation.

At that moment, she wished her son were a wicked person who deserved his fate and died, because that might make her feel better.

Ronan could only nod. "Perhaps, but in any case, the mysterious man has at least a deep relationship with one of the children."

In the following days, Ronan went to retrieve Luo Chenghao's other belongings and told others about it.

Both Isabel and her group, as well as Lu Jianling and her group, were greatly surprised.

They were also reluctant to believe that the mastermind was one of the children they had raised together. A group of people read through the various documents and materials left behind by Luo Chenghao.

The group gained a clearer understanding of Luo Chenghao's life over the past century, and through the materials he left behind, they learned many secrets about politics, technology, and the supernatural.

There is a lot of content about mysterious people, but Luo Chenghao is called a mysterious person precisely because this person cannot be found at all.

Luo Chenghao even speculated that there was no one inside that "mecha" at all, and that the entire mecha was remotely controlled.

Regardless of whether this mysterious person is himself

Even their own children, they all want to drag him out.

After some discussion, Ronan and his group formulated their next plan.

Isabelle and her two companions returned to France, relayed the information to Ambrina and the others, and then secretly investigated G&A together.

This company is undoubtedly closely related to Luo Chenghao.

Guo Xingye and Bai Wenbin are now a special existence, as their bodies are artificial and their consciousness is preserved in special devices. They chose to remain in Seris, partly to handle some cleanup work related to the organization, and partly to try and find clues about the mysterious figure by addressing some unresolved issues from the past.

Meanwhile, Ronan, along with Falek and two others, Lu Jianling and two others, and the important experimental subject Lavana, set off for Iran.

To the Persian Republic established by Menar and Mushir.

Aside from establishing G&A Corporation, the deceased brothers Guts and Arman, and the sisters Menar and Muhir, who inherited the mantle of Falek, Canaan, and Fez, and who also took over a research team when dividing their inheritance before falling into a deep sleep, make them the prime suspects. Even if they are not the Mysterious Man, and have no connection to him, their continued existence and status as "retired emperors" of a nation make them the best source of information for Ronan's group.

If the sisters don't have any leads, their next step will be to go to the Celestial Realm to find Astrid.

New World, North, East Coast.

“Before that, I need to give you a boost. Your third-tier strength is still a bit lacking,” Falek said to Lavana.