Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Nodding, Xu Xingguang said, ”It’s pretty good, this is how it should be.”

As Hua Junqiao said, hearts are separated by bellies, who knows whom they truly pledge allegiance to when out of sight.

In the electronic data repository, a red light suddenly flickered, indicating new confidential data had been transmitted. Within the entire research institute, only Xu Xingguang was qualified to directly liaise intelligence with the President’s Order.

This act was also a signal from the President’s Order to the entire research institute—

Within the entire No. 23 Confidential Research Institute, only Xu Xingguang was someone he fully trusted.

All confidential data must first pass through Xu Xingguang’s hands, after she reviews the data, she then decides what information to disclose to the team and to what extent.

However, she must bear the risk for every decision she makes.

Behind the honor, there is always a hidden crisis.

After sending away Hua Junqiao, Xu Xingguang used her iris to open the confidential data repository, where A4 white paper automatically printed the document. Moments later, Xu Xingguang received the first document transmitted by the intelligence department of the President’s Order.

On it, a record of an organization called the ’Annihilation Sect,’ whose period of establishment is long lost to chronicling, was noted. It was only known that this organization is a militarized virus research institution, and it is highly likely the Corpse Centipede emerged from this organization.

Currently, the exact number of Annihilation Sect members has not been ascertained.

They had only tracked down one significant clue, the current leader of the Annihilation Sect is a virus expert with the codename ’Christopher.’

Christopher.

Xu Xingguang destroyed the document, stood up, and walked to the window. She opened the curtains and gazed into the dim, azure deep sea, suddenly picking up her phone to call Huo Wen’an, who was far away on Divine Concealment Island.

It was still early, and Huo Wen’an was enjoying breakfast.

Perhaps thinking he had not much time left to live, the Old Helmsman actually lowered himself to come to Huo Wen’an’s estate to enjoy breakfast with him.

The breakfast was delicate and varied, with dozens of dishes laid on the long dining table, including Chinese, Western, Japanese, and French cuisine.

Huo Wen’an stared at the table full of fine delicacies, feeling somewhat indifferent.

He leaned listlessly on his wheelchair, too lazy to pick up his chopsticks.

The Old Helmsman glanced at him, seemingly in a good mood, and asked with concern, ”Nothing suits your appetite?”

Huo Wen’an said, ”I want to eat beef noodles.”

Hearing this, the Old Helmsman gave a look to the personal butler following behind him, who was about to instruct the chef to redo a bowl of beef noodles when they heard Huo Wen’an say moodily, ”I want to eat the beef noodles made by my fiancée.”

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The old butler was at a loss and halted his steps.

The Old Helmsman instinctively looked at the blackish Luo Fei Stone Ring on Huo Wen’an’s left middle finger. He wanted to scold Huo Wen’an a bit, but remembering Huo Wen’an hadn’t much time left, he let him be.

”That fiancée of yours, I don’t think she’s any good either,” the Old Helmsman said expressionlessly, ”You’re in this state, and she doesn’t even come to see you. I think she’s just keeping her options open.”

The Old Helmsman may be old, but his thinking keeps up with the times; he even knows what ’keeping one’s options open’ means.

Huo Wen’an chuckled lightly and said, ”That also depends on what kind of fish she’s keeping. He is a big shark, with him in the pond, how could there be room for other fish?”

The Old Helmsman, seeing Huo Wen’an unswervingly obsessed, was somewhat frustrated. ”I trained you to be the Captain, yet you are willing to be just another fish in someone else’s pond. Huo Wen’an, you’re really disappointing me.”

”Grandfather, the Divine Concealment Island is full of descendants, all the fish in your pond, aren’t they?” Huo Wen’an discarded the wet towel he wiped his fingers with and looked gently at the Old Helmsman, saying calmly, ”You chose me because I’m the fiercest fish in the pond, and also the one easiest for you to control, isn’t it?”

Shaking his head, Huo Wen’an placed his hands crossed over his stomach, and said lazily, ”I’m a dead fish, Grandpa should find another vigorous fish to cultivate afresh.”

Saying so, he opened his eyes and looked carefully at the wrinkled face of the Old Helmsman before speaking, ”While you’re still alive, seize the time.”

The old butler felt a shiver run through him, looking at Huo Wen’an as if watching a student self-indulging in vice.

Yet the Old Helmsman wasn’t angry with Huo Wen’an, he even laughed in good humor and praised Huo Wen’an, ”Child, do you know why in my eyes, you are so extraordinary?”