Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

The moment Linghu Mingde killed Jin Bolong and Jin Yuanji, the news reached the headquarters of the Sky Blue Group.

Countless forces were observing the corporate warfare between the Linghu Family and the Jinhao Group through various means today, and the Sky Blue Group was no exception.

Fang Xianzheng had just been in this office, marvelling at "what a Linghu Mingde" and "what a Divine Fox," astonished that Linghu Mingde still had the "Dyson Gun Array" as a back-up, when he heard this news.

Jin Bolong and Jin Yuanji were dead—two Super Emperors of Eight Realms had actually died under Linghu Mingde's sword.

Fang Kongfang was also stunned, then looked at his elder brother in utter shock, "Brother, your former father-in-law, his maneuvers, strategic acumen, and strength are truly exceptional, indeed one of the few surviving members from the First Generation Alien Walkers."

Fang Xianzheng silently called up the battle video, reviewing it over and over.

Not long after, Fang Xianzheng frowned slightly, "Kongfang, do you see what is really going on?"

He wanted to know, what condition was Linghu Mingde in after this battle? How much "fuel" did he have left in his tank?

Fang Kongfang shook his head slightly, "I can't tell. You'd better ask a professional to analyze it."

His personal ability was only at 6S+, barely reaching the level of an Admiral in prosthetics.

Otherwise, that day at the Education Bureau, he wouldn't have been verbally blasted by Director Li.

That guy, relying on his hall-level talent, a 6SSS prosthetic and martial arts rating, and being a direct descendant of Mayor Huo Bangguo, acted all high and mighty.

"But—"

Fang Kongfang paused, glancing at the puddle on the screen, "I feel brother, that you spilled your drink a bit early."

Fang Xianzheng, with hands behind his back, let out a soft chuckle, "Indeed a bit early, I thought he had burnt out, but he still had such tactics, effortlessly dealing with Jin Bolong and Jin Yuanji, truly unimaginable."

Then Fang Xianzheng received another message, shaking his head slightly, "I contacted two Congressional Honorary Members, they also couldn't see the actual situation clearly, only mentioned that Linghu Mingde's sword relied on external forces, but now, no one can tell whether Linghu Mingde can fight again."

Although the Earth Federation's constitution allows anyone who enters the Ninth Realm to become a Congressional Honorary Member, the few dozen Honorary Members in Congress are now mostly Super Emperors of Ninth Realm.

Those below this strength shouldn't think about securing a stable position in the Congress, as people would say "moral integrity does not match position."

—This was the boundary gradually formed after 200 years of struggle following the collapse of the Divine Illumination Association.

"That will be trouble."

Fang Kongfang spread his hands, "Brother, we have invested a total of 300 billion capital in short-selling the Linghu Alien Company and the Linghu Trading Company, using nearly five times leverage to absorb chips, this money will definitely be lost, once this news gets out, we will definitely be squeezed out."

Fang Xianzheng shook his head, "It's not as serious as you say, it's not just us short-selling these two companies, the real big players are others, we're just tagging along for a bit of profit."

Compared to the two companies' total market value of two thousand seven hundred billion federal coins, their investment really wasn't much.

Fang Xianzheng suddenly gasped, then laughed, "You can be relieved now, the stock exchange announced that due to network communication failures causing partial data loss, trading in some sections has been temporarily suspended."

Fang Kongfang's lips twitched slightly, wondering which powerhouse had acted? The job was done too roughly, too overbearingly.

This showed that definitely one, perhaps several powerhouses had placed heavy bets on short-selling the two companies of the Linghu family.

And luckily, Fang Xianzheng, worried that others might accuse him of being ungrateful and indifferent to past father-in-law relations, didn't dare to use the funds from the Sky Blue Group's accounts.

The funds they used to short-sell the Linghu family were very discreetly sourced.

And since they needed to keep it discreet, they couldn't raise a large amount of funds; otherwise, they would suffer heavy losses this time.

"I will next use the largest amount of capital to short-sell the companies under Jin Bolong, to see if I can tear a few more pieces of flesh from the corpse of the Jinhao Group."

Fang Kongfang's expression turned stern, "However, brother, I believe the most urgent task at hand is to figure out the physical condition of Linghu Mingde as soon as possible, so we can make the right decisions."

Linghu Mingde's physical condition was related to various aspects, even involving the internal struggle for succession rights within the Sky Blue Group, and the political situation within the Ninth Base City.

"I know, but we don't need to worry about this."

Fang Xianzheng shook his head slightly, "The family doctor of the Linghu family, at the invitation of Linghu Tianchou, has gone to wait at the Linghu family's cargo dock. The official reason is that two Eighth Realm experts were injured in this fleet battle, but we'll know the real situation soon enough."

Fang Kongfang knew that the Linghu Family's family doctor was a prosthetic doctor named "Zhao Dong."

This person was also extremely famous in the field of prosthetic medicine, hailed from Mingde University the same as Si Malin, and was a candidate academician.

"Zhao Dong?" Fang Kongfang squinted his eyes, "Has this person already been taken down by you?"

"No, someone else really dragged him into this." Fang Xianzheng laughed lightly, "However, the information Zhao Dong provided to the other party, he now will also give me a copy."

Fang Kongfang's eyes filled with anticipation.

He indeed wanted to know how Linghu Mingde was currently faring, and how long he could still live?

This would determine his stance in the succession struggle within the Sky Blue Group.

At this moment, in the office of the first General of the Security Bureau, the first General, Li Xianglong, was speaking with someone on the video.

"I'll fuck his mother, he made me lose big time this time! I didn't expect Linghu Mingde, that damaging bastard, to have this trick up his sleeve, costing me a full 30 billion federal coins! I thought he was a sure loser, even mortgaged my salary to borrow some money, making up the 30 billion, thinking I wouldn't need to worry about pocket money this month, and then he pulls this on me."

The person also wore a uniform of a Four-star Marshal, with a Congressional Honorary Member badge on his collar, his appearance handsome and his aura frail and fresh.

Yet, the words this person spoke were less commendable: "Li Xianglong, won't you do anything? He actually used the Dyson Gun battery, how can this go on? Do you not realize how serious this is? That old man has no regard for the Federation's laws and military regulations, it's outright lawlessness!"

"People have already gone to arrest that Saber Kid, but since Jin Bolong has colluded with the Evil Pirate Group, I don't think we can charge this person this time. Combating pirates is the current most important duty of the Federation Star Navy, so at most it's a procedural violation and he could entirely claim he received urgent news and had no time to report upwards."

Li Xianglong looked up at his friend in the video: "If you feel like you've lost a lot this time, you could actually tell me this underground gambling scene's information, maybe I could help you recover the funds."

The frail and handsome Four-star Marshal was silent for a while, then sighed lightly: "That wouldn't be right, would it? But these are also the people's hard-earned taxes supporting us."

Li Xianglong was speechless, especially since his counterpart actually really sent over the information about the underground gambling scene, including details about the bookmakers and several involved underground money lenders.

— But this guy was decent enough, just looking to recover his gambling money.

Li Xianglong thought of the announcement issued by the Ninth City securities trading center.

So now, the internal business environment of the Earth Federation was worsening day by day; these Ninth Realm big shots would flip tables over at the slightest displeasure.

He shook his head, lowered his head to continue tackling official work: "I will have someone investigate it, and there will be results by tomorrow morning. Anything else?"

Implied in his words: if there's nothing else, hurry it up!

"I also want to know how Linghu Mingde's health really is now? Your Security Bureau should have placed people around him, right? If this old man doesn't die, a lot of things would be different."

The frail and handsome Four-star Marshal couldn't help but click his tongue, expressing his resentment: "I didn't expect this old guy to be so strong; even though that Secret Sword technique leveraged external forces, using those Neutron Star Annihilation Cannons for its power, I guess he didn't even use his full strength.

Incredible, I really underestimated him; this old thing, whether it's Martial Arts Accomplishment or the prosthetic bloodline, is extremely strong. If he were to ascend to the Ninth Realm, he might well break into the top five ranks of Great Song's Divine Envoy candidates."

"I've always said he is strong and reminded you, even if he's old and toothless, he can still bite Jin Bolong to death."

Li Xianglong was too lazy to look up again, "The battles between him and I in the past had no concessions; I gave my all, and it still took me a full half hour to secure a slim advantage, making him back down, and at that time, he was already in decline—"

Li Xianglong was saying this, suddenly his gaze sharpened.

Only because at this moment, a highly confidential piece of intelligence popped up in his field of view—

—Mingde University's top Martial Arts Star, Lin Rui, suspected to have been killed by a sniper!

Li Xianglong quickly opened this piece of intelligence, then saw a long-distance photograph.

In the center of the photo was the wreckage of a Shen Wing 520 supercar, the marks on the body indicated that it had been hit by a sniper cannon, and the body was badly damaged.

Inside the cockpit, there was also a person, wearing Emperor Model 8 Exoskeleton Armor, slumped motionless in the cockpit.

There was a hole in his forehead; around the hole, there were large amounts of dark red bloodstains mixed with some red-and-white protein.

Li Xianglong's heart tightened slightly, thinking had Lin Rui really died?

He immediately opened the internal information database of the Security Bureau, wanting to know how Lin Rui was, just looking at the status of Thunder Admiral would tell.

If Lin Rui died, his smart terminal would send out a death message to the Security Bureau server.