Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 461 - 311 Ji Daosheng_2

Zhou Yishang had already been waiting.

"Director Zhou."

As Ji Xinghuo greeted him, electromagnetic induction swept across the entire Headquarters, immersing him in the arrangements and movements within its scope. He detected several Heavenly King Level mutants, and these were not ordinary ones, which immediately made him feel a chill.

Zhou Yishang observed Ji Xinghuo, nodding with satisfaction, "Not bad! You look spirited, a truly remarkable person."

Normally, Ji Xinghuo dressed casually, but today he was a bit more formal.

His stature was tall and upright, and his handsome face showed resoluteness. His eyes carried a casualness, yet conveyed a subtle and strong confidence. He was like an unsheathed legendary divine weapon, his brilliance concealed.

"Clothes make the man," Ji Xinghuo said with a smile, "I am about to meet the leader, so I can’t be as casual as usual."

Zhou Yishang looked deeply at him, "Aren’t you nervous?"

"A little."

Ji Xinghuo admitted openly.

All of humanity on Earth recognized leader Ji Daosheng, whose life was a legend among legends. He was born in 2080, the very year when the Third World War erupted.

The leader’s childhood and teenage years coincided with the weakest era of his motherland, when both the economy and order collapsed, foreign enemies invaded, large swathes of land were lost, and the population drastically decreased. It was a time close to national extinction.

In those darkest times, the leader grew into a young man and began his arduous journey to save the nation.

The leader ascended to Heavenly King status in 2122, the same year he established the Grand Summer Army and became the national leader.

In 2135, the leader commanded his troops in defeating the American Federation during the Fourth East Asia War, historically known as the "Reverse War."

That year was a turning point for the nation’s destiny.

In the decade that followed, the leader continuously recovered territory, liberated Southeast Asia, drove the invaders out of Asia, and established the "Asia-Pacific Community" in 2145, leading the nation’s people to their zenith.

In the Fourth World War that erupted in 2161, the Asia-Pacific Community, led by the leader, emerged as the greatest victor, its territory stretching across Asia and the equator, covering an area of 36.19 million square kilometers.

If including the affiliated countries and controlled regions, the Asia-Pacific Community’s area surpassed 40 million square kilometers, not only becoming the Earth’s undeniable superpower of today but also the most powerful country in human history.

These are just a small part of leader Ji Daosheng’s many deeds.

He created countless miracles, deeply influenced human history since the 21st century, and was profoundly revered, even worshipped, by countless individuals.

For many years in the selection of the greatest people in human history, the leader had never fallen out of the top three, and often ranked first.

In the eyes of Asia-Pacific Community citizens, the leader meant so much more.

He was a hero, a leader, and the savior of the nation and people!

Greatness needs no further words.

And such a great figure still leads the nation forward on a more glorious path.

Ji Xinghuo grew up hearing about the leader’s glorious deeds. As a public child, he could live a carefree, happy life with a harmonious family, all due to the leader’s blessings.

Even now, having achieved something himself, he inevitably felt a bit tense about meeting the leader.

If it were someone else, even if it were to meet the Shepherd Star Saint, he wouldn’t feel this way.

But the leader was different.

Ji Xinghuo followed Zhou Yishang into the Headquarters, and out of respect, he restrained his electromagnetic induction after the initial scan.

All along the way, there were guards consisting of Titanium Cobalt Dragons.

These mutants, clad in power armor, were the elites of the Grand Summer Army, tasked with protecting the leader’s safety.

Although the leader actually didn’t really need their protection as his power surpassed any Titanium Cobalt Dragon, making him the most powerful mutant in the Asia-Pacific Community.

The leader was a "Domineer," evolved from a Mind Hacker and kinetic Stringer, consistently ranking third on the Heavenly King rankings, only behind the "Sun King" of the American Federation and the "Steel Emperor" of the New Roman Empire.

The top ten rankings of the Heavenly King list hadn’t changed for many years.

It wasn’t that the Heavenly Kings’ powers hadn’t changed, but rather that the "ADC," under which the Mutant Guild operated, could not obtain accurate information about the Heavenly Kings.

However, there was a universally recognized fact: the top three on the Heavenly King list were in a league of their own, the gap between them slight, with any one of them capable of ranking first.

The top three were in a class by themselves.

From the fourth to the twelfth was the second tier; from the thirteenth ranking onward, the gaps in power among the Heavenly Kings grew increasingly large.

The few at the very end of the Heavenly King list, in front of the top three, were not much different from legends.

Finally, Ji Xinghuo arrived in front of a building within the Headquarters. The building, just five stories tall, seemed ordinary and unremarkable amidst the surrounding structures.

Ji Xinghuo looked up before entering the building.

The Heavenly Kings he had detected earlier with electromagnetic induction were on top of this building.

Upon entering, a legendary figure clad in guard armor emerged, scrutinizing Ji Xinghuo from head to toe, examining his appearance and features, and rechecking his identity, collecting data such as iris and voice patterns, to match the citizen information.

Only after everything was confirmed did they allow him to proceed.

Zhou Yishang explained, "This is your first time meeting the leader, so the security is very strict."

Ji Xinghuo nodded in understanding.

He took the gravity elevator to the fifth floor. Zhou Yishang did not follow, and Ji Xinghuo entered a spacious but plain office by himself; inside, several people were either standing or sitting.

He instantly saw the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

Countless times, he had seen this face on television, the internet, and in textbooks; a man in his forties, with thick, lush black hair, his features were merely proper, not particularly handsome, but exuded an extremely amiable presence, like a family elder known for many years.