Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1160 - 1159: President Pierre

Chapter 1160: Chapter 1159: President Pierre

Thousands of years later, the gap between rich and poor had widened even further, causing social unrest and instability.

Thousands of years later, almost all of Earth’s denizens were practicing cultivation, which also led to the integration of cultivators and high technology.

Thousands of years later, there was no longer a China, only the Greater China Region, and Chinese people were no longer called Chinese, but the Pre-Chinese race!

Thousands of years later, there were countless criminals, black marketeers, unemployed vagrants, private organizations, and more.

Thousands of years later, amidst the fusion and clash of civilizations, the struggle between different races continued, both openly and in secret.

Thousands of years later, the poorest of the poor could only afford to live five levels underground, while the wealthy lived five levels above ground.

Thousands of years later, there was only one military force, the Federation Guard.

Thousands of years later, there were plenty of free people, but democracy had dwindled significantly.

Thousands of years later, paper currency had disappeared, with only Contribution Points and Gold Coins in circulation.

Thousands of years later, humanity explored the cosmos, delving into the unknown.

Thousands of years later, there was only the federal government, which had five permanent council regions: the North American Region, the South African Region, the Western European Region, the East Asian Region, and the Greater China Region.

East, west, south, north, center—five regions.

However, the Greater China Region was now represented by a Japanese descendant, who served as the highest administrative official of the region.

Yusuf Zuck stood on the street corner with his eyes closed, releasing all his Telekinesis, quickly absorbing knowledge of the age.

An hour later, he had come to understand everything about the present, and after some thought, he took a step and instantly arrived in Hangzhou of the Greater China Region.

Hangzhou was rapidly developing, its most iconic building being the towering Skeward Tower, over three thousand meters tall, the headquarters of the Skeward Investment Company, ranked fifth among the top five hundred corporations of the Federation.

Skeward Investment, such a familiar name, such distant memories!

Yusuf Zuck arrived at the roof of the Skeward headquarters, and when he expanded his Thought Overlay, he saw hundreds of thousands of employees working throughout the building. The five underground levels were also connected to the skyscraper, which resembled a colossal cauldron, uniquely constructed.

Regrettably, he didn’t recognize anyone in the building, nor could he—it was impossible. The senior executives at headquarters included both Chinese and foreigners.

Just as he was unsure of what to do next, suddenly there was commotion down below the Skeward headquarters. Thousands of security personnel rushed out of the main building. Some leapt toward the rooftops opposite, others flew up to the very top of this building, and a group lined up on both sides of the street, not allowing anyone to pass.

Six individuals flew to the rooftop, each equipped with high-tech wristbands. One was arranging the duties of every security member in Chinese.

"Securing the high ground is crucial. Anyone who dares to approach the convoy, eliminate them immediately!"

"Roger, roger..." Each security member took their position in a corner, then drew out silver Long Spears and started to charge them.

Guns no longer fired bullets but were powered by some kind of battery energy.

Invisible, Yusuf Zuck watched the proceedings with curiosity. A convoy was coming? What kind of convoy?

"Hum—boom boom boom—" About two minutes into his wait, suddenly, a dazzling array of aurora lights appeared, and a convoy seemed to leap from the void, gliding through the air at a steady pace.

Moreover, the convoy was guarded by only one vehicle, a golden vintage car, similar to models from thousands of years earlier, a nostalgic design.

Yusuf Zuck glanced at the car, his telekinesis probing into its interior again!

But as soon as he saw the person sitting inside using his telekinesis, his jaw nearly hit the floor.

It had been over three thousand, nearly four thousand years, and yet he could still see someone from those days who was still alive.

Indeed, the person sitting in the car was the very familiar Pier Ross from those days.

The first of the Blood Race he had taken in, and also the first he had evolved using the Purple Drops to become the noble bloodline that Pier represented!

At this moment, Pier did not show any signs of aging; he looked just as he did those years ago, even enjoying the view outside, cuddling a blonde beauty while sipping on red wine.

The convoy stopped at the headquarters’ entrance, where flowers and beauties surrounded Pier as he entered the building.

Yusuf Zuck heard it; everyone was calling Pier the President!

President, the very top slot in the corporation!

Yusuf Zuck closed his eyes for a moment. When he had died that one time, any connections he had established with the great demons or with Pier and the rest of the Blood Race had been severed.

Put plainly, he was no longer Pier’s master.

"You’ve lived for over three thousand, nearly four thousand years. You can outlive a turtle, President Pier!" Yusuf Zuck chuckled, then took a step downward.

Since he was using Invisible, no one could see him.

Pier reached the top floor of the headquarters, where his massive office was so large that a football match could take place within it—exaggerated, magnified, luxurious, noble, and so wealthy there was nowhere to spend it all!

After Pier went into his office, he violently tore apart the blonde lady’s tight dress and pinned her down on the desk, leering, "I know you were sent by the Federation, but what of it? Who in this world can do anything to me?"

"Skeward is mine. I don’t want to make enemies of the whole world, but the Federation would do well not to provoke me. If they provoke me, I can blow up Earth..."

"No, no, no, my dear. I am just a messenger. The Federation’s higher-ups just want me to pass a message to you... They request that you stop working for the Greater China Region, don’t get too close to the Pre-Chinese race, and certainly don’t dare go against the Senate..."

"Ha ha ha!" Pier burst into delighted laughter, "Don’t worry, nothing of the sort. Now then, sweetheart, it’s time for our pleasure!"

"You’ll have to wait a bit longer for your fun." Suddenly, a discordant voice rang out, and a man dressed in a long robe appeared out of nowhere in front of the two!

Strangely enough, neither Pier nor the blonde woman panicked at the sudden appearance of Yusuf Zuck; instead, after half a second of being stunned, the woman quickly turned and crouched down, pulling a delicate pistol from the inside of her thigh, ready to fire immediately!

With a "whoosh," a streak of blood passed, and Pier, by her side, suddenly made a move, fast as lightning. As the blood streaked by, the woman’s wrist was cleanly severed!

"Ah—" The woman finally screamed, but Pier didn’t let her scream for long. With a twist and a shove, the blonde woman’s body exploded instantly, turning into a mist of blood.

Yusuf Zuck had been watching with great interest, smiling all the while.

As soon as the woman died, Pier suddenly knelt down, laying at Yusuf Zuck’s feet with tears streaming down his face, kissing Yusuf Zuck’s dirty shoes, "My dear master, is it really you? Is it truly you? Has the great Satan manifested once more to return to Pier’s side?"

"Stop, don’t kiss my shoes. You’re President Pier, someone with such grand business affairs; I can’t accept this!" Yusuf Zuck stepped back and said.

"Ah, ah, Master, Pier has been managing Skeward Company for you. Skeward is yours. Pier is but your loyal servant, forever loyal!"

"Really? Skeward Company is still mine?" Yusuf Zuck’s voice suddenly turned ice cold, ominously terrifying!