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Everything seemed to return to the calm of the past. The sea breeze from the Western Pacific blew gently, carrying a faint scent of saltwater. The sunset gilded the city walls as Lin Yi and Li Qiweng leaned against each other, the sky and earth appearing so harmonious. "The results from the African Region will be announced after this Celebration Party. Are we going to attend the victory celebration later?" Li Qiweng brushed a strand of hair blown by the breeze, looking lazily at Lin Yi. After two days of rest, these two who had experienced so many battles felt a bit more relaxed. Having endured numerous hardships, they cherished this rare day of leisure even more.
"Anywhere you are is worth celebrating, but I think I'll wait until they announce me as the champion before I show up!" Lin Yi chuckled. The routine of victory celebrations was always the same, but he was too exhausted these days to care about such vanity. However, he needed to earn the title of Mercenary King; it was an important asset for marrying Li Qiweng.
"Come on, let's go. We don't want people thinking we're hard to get along with," Li Qiweng said, pinching Lin Yi's waist. He pretended to be in pain and jumped away. "There are too many people; just looking at them is tiring. Plus, we have to keep drinking; it really feels exhausting." Suddenly, Lin Yi recalled the celebration in London. Even with his immense strength, he felt helpless against the intoxication of alcohol, fearing that uncontrollable situations might arise again.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, his communicator buzzed. Lin Yi glanced at it and saw it was a message from Pachy, whom he had assigned to attend this victory celebration. "Lin Yi! Hurry! The Regional Committee Chair is looking for you!" Seeing this message made Lin Yi frown; it seemed this matter was not as simple as he thought if even the Chairman of the regional committee was involved.
With a helpless shrug towards Li Qiweng, he tossed the message into the void and said, "Wife, look how busy your husband is; I can't even steal a moment."
"Tsk—always joking around. Hurry up!" Li Qiweng grabbed Lin Yi and pulled him toward the celebration venue. The two had become accustomed to wearing their War God Suits even in everyday life. This seemingly harmless moment was also when Zombies were most likely to launch surprise attacks.
The celebration took place in front of the command center in a square filled with people who had come to join in the festivities. The entire Defense Zone had already descended into a sea of joy. Except for essential personnel on duty, everyone else was cheering wildly. This battle had lasted several days and was truly a decisive conflict for the African Continent; nearly all High-Level Combat Power among Zombies had been wiped out. Although millions of Zombies still roamed about, they were now like drowning rats being mercilessly beaten due to their lack of High-Level Combat Power.
Soon, two figures clad in black and red landed in a relatively safe spot amidst the crowd. The noise surged as Lin Yi tightened his Consciousness around Li Qiweng, fearing she might get pushed away by the throng. The Blood Heaven Mercenary Group had a designated VIP area, and they quickly squeezed their way over.
The VIP area featured simple glass partitions that were opaque from the outside but transparent from within. As soon as Lin Yi and Li Qiweng reached the entrance, the glass doors opened automatically. At that moment, Pachy appeared before Lin Yi with a glass of red wine in hand, accompanied by a tall white man with gray hair who looked to be around fifty years old.
Lin Yi casually sensed the man's aura and realized he was at Nine Star Level! "Hello, I am Barack, Chairman of the Mercenary King Selection Committee for the African Region!" The tall white man named Barack suddenly appeared right in front of Lin Yi and extended his well-groomed hand.
Lin Yi shook hands with him and felt an electric tingle run through his body from Barack's grip. "Oh, sorry Captain Lin; I just advanced to Nine Star Level and haven't fully mastered my Bestow Unique Ability yet," Barack said apologetically while squinting at Lin Yi.
"Not a problem; there are always things beyond our control," Lin Yi replied casually as he picked up a drink from a nearby server's tray. If he didn't know better, he might have thought Barack was being unintentional about it; however, he had just received news from Jiao Jiao that this Barack was not merely relying on drugs for his Nine Star Level status but was an Ability User who continuously broke human limits through training and assistance from various substances.
Now he could clearly sense Barack's hostility towards him—this wasn't good news at all. "Speaking of which, I do have some bad news for you, Captain Lin," Barack suddenly changed his expression to one of seriousness.
Lin Yi felt his eyelids twitch; he knew that the Chairman wouldn't come looking for him without reason. It seemed something particularly troubling had occurred that led to this situation. "Please elaborate, Mr. Chairman; with thousands of Zombies eliminated, I can't imagine anything could be worse than that," Lin Yi feigned calmness as he suspected this matter related to the Mercenary King selection.
"This place is too crowded; it's not suitable for too many ears," Barack said as he prepared to leave, but Lin Yi remained still. At that moment, Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and unleashed a powerful Psychic Power that spread outwards but only enveloped an area three meters around them.
The once-boisterous venue fell silent instantly. "Captain Lin's Psychic Power is truly enviable; it can actually reach a level where it blocks surrounding sounds—a feat few can achieve among those I've seen," Barack remarked after initially being taken aback but quickly regaining his composure.
"Just a minor skill; please tell me more details, Mr. Chairman," Lin Yi steadied himself after feeling slightly unsettled by such precise control over his Psychic Power—it was his first time experiencing such precision.
Barack's eyes flickered with intrigue; this young man gave him an unsettling feeling. "After detailed discussions within the regional committee, it has been determined that that Ten-Star Combat Power Man-Eating Tree you mentioned does not qualify for scoring points; thus it will only count as an ordinary Zombie for this selection," Barack said while taking a sip of red wine and narrowing his eyes as he observed Lin Yi's reaction.
"I see... then I'll just work harder next season; being crowned champion is enough for me," Lin Yi quickly regained his composure after initially being stunned by this revelation.
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