Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

Inside the reception hall.

"Boss, something feels off about this guy." Qian Wanyang lowered his voice and said, "Could it be that you've been bullying Miss Weiwei too much lately, and she's gone home to complain to her parents?"

Wang Hao shook his head. "Xia Xiaoniu isn't the kind of person who's stingy, she probably won't."

Gu Yang reminded him, "Young Marshal, our legion only has 10,000 sets of genuine elite military equipment. The remaining 990,000 sets are of a lower grade. But if you can win over this person, then we will have a full set of elite military equipment."

"You want me to seduce Xia Weiwei's mother?!" Wang Hao was stunned. Even if he were shameless, he couldn't bring himself to become Xia Weiwei's godfather!

"Pfft..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three underlings burst out laughing, saying they were completely in awe of their boss's wildly imaginative ideas.

"Young Marshal, I didn't ask you to seduce that person, I asked you to win over Miss Xia Weiwei." Gu Yang wiped the sweat from his brow. Luckily, Xia Weiwei's mother didn't hear this, otherwise he would have been ruined by Wang Hao.

"If you had told me earlier, I would have known. You scared me half to death." Wang Hao gave Gu Yang a disdainful look and strode towards Xia Weiwei.

Gu Yang was speechless. He had clearly explained it, but this young marshal with his unpredictable thinking had misunderstood it.

Of course, it's also possible that they didn't misunderstand, but were just making trouble for no reason and playing with them.

"Hey, Xia, what brings you here today? You don't want to have a match with me, do you?!" Wang Hao walked up to Xia Weiwei, glancing at the woman beside her. "What? Afraid you can't beat me alone, you brought your sister along?!"

Qian Wanyang, Chen Yao, and Gu Yang couldn't help but sigh. Their skin was indeed thick enough. No matter how well Xia Weiwei's mother took care of herself, anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that they were mother and daughter.

But Wang Hao actually lied through his teeth, going against his conscience and saying that they were sisters.

Xia Weiwei's mother covered her mouth and laughed, "The little one has such a sweet tongue. I'm not Weiwei's older sister, I'm her mother, my name is Lin Xueyao."

"Oh my! How could you possibly be Xia Weiwei's mother? I can't tell at all!" Wang Hao exclaimed.

Lin Xueyao's smile widened. Although she knew Wang Hao was talking nonsense, what woman doesn't love beauty and like others to praise her for being pretty?

"Sycophant!" Xia Weiwei muttered angrily.

Lin Xueyao glanced at Xia Weiwei, which immediately silenced Xia Weiwei, who dared not say another word.

Wang Hao was completely surprised. This violent little girl was always ready to argue with anyone, but today she was actually scared into a well-behaved state by just one look from her mother. This was too exaggerated!

Lin Xueyao smiled and said, "Actually, I came here today to form an alliance with you on behalf of the Xia family."

"An alliance!?" Wang Hao was taken aback.

Lin Xueyao nodded. "This time, my Weiwei will lead the Xia family's private army to resist the alien race. She is young, so you will need to take good care of her."

"Private army!?" Wang Hao was stunned.

It's important to understand that in the Interstellar Federation, families that can own private armies are definitely large families with a history of tens of thousands of years, and their foundations are so deep that they are terrifying. Otherwise, they simply cannot support the expenses of a private army.

Gu Yang tugged at Wang Hao and whispered, "Young Marshal, I've heard that the Xia family's private army is incredibly powerful, several levels stronger than the elite troops."

"No way!"

Wang Hao looked at Xia Weiwei in disbelief, even though he had always heard how powerful Xia Weiwei's family was.

But I never imagined that her family would have a private army, and that its fighting strength was even stronger than that of the elite troops.

Lin Xueyao stood up and said with a light laugh, "I won't disturb you young people catching up. Remember to take good care of Weiwei for me; that little one has been mischievous since she was little."

Wang Hao put his arm around Xia Weiwei's slender waist and patted his chest, promising, "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely take good care of Weiwei for you."

"Then I'm relieved!" Lin Xueyao smiled slightly, touched the ground with her toes, and flew out lightly.

"Holy crap, Xia Weiwei, what's your mom's cultivation level?!" Wang Hao exclaimed in astonishment.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that he hadn't flirted with the beautiful woman, otherwise he would definitely have been in trouble.

Xia Weiwei slapped Wang Hao's hand away and said angrily, "My mother's cultivation level is none of your business. Let me tell you, our alliance is only superficial. You'd better not interfere with my actions."

Wang Hao curled his lip, "You talk as if I'd love to form an alliance with you."

"There is no best!" Xia Weiwei raised her proud little chin, turned around and left.

Wang Hao's lips curled up, and he muttered, "I have no interest in forming an alliance, but I am very interested in the Xia family's private army, which is even stronger than the elite troops..."

After saying that, Wang Hao turned and went back to his room, intending to take advantage of the time to cultivate in order to prepare for any unexpected events on the battlefield.

………

Time flies, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

The Young Marshal's Army was recruiting soldiers in full swing, and Principal Zhongli was busy looking for substitutes everywhere.

At the border where they were fighting against the alien race, the younger generation of various factions gathered together.

At this moment, a large group of young men and women gathered in a hall.

They included people from the Interstellar Federation and the Radiant Sky Federation. Their cultivation levels were generally not high, with the highest being only Martial King.

In any case, the people gathered here are the seeds of hope for the next generation of humanity, the elite geniuses of humanity.

They have gathered here today for a clear purpose: to elect a leader to unify their command and lead them in a counterattack against the foreign army.

Of course, the main reason is that as the armies brought by various forces continue to increase, and countless forces of all sizes intertwine, internal conflicts have been unfolding without a moment's pause.

The biggest reason for the escalation of the conflict was the difference in stance between the two major federations.

If a leader isn't chosen quickly, the internal conflicts will only escalate, and before the battle even begins, they'll be left to fend for themselves.

Therefore, electing a leader is an urgent matter.

On a long table.

All the representatives sat down.

Liao Yunchuan looked at the young man opposite him. This man was Mo Junlin, the son of the president of the Yaotian Federation. He was of similar status to Liao Yunchuan and was Liao Yunchuan's biggest competitor in this election for leader.

Liao Yunchuan said softly, "Regarding this selection of a leader, I feel it's really unnecessary. I'll take the role myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of mockery erupted from the audience.

"Are you still asleep?! Do you really think that just because you're the president's son, the world will give you special treatment?!"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Who here has an easy identity?!"

"Anyone who didn't know better would think that the Presidential Palace was the only powerful entity in the Interstellar Federation."

"If you ask me, Guantian of the military has a million-strong army under his command, so he is qualified."

"Nonsense, only Mo Junlin of our Yaotian Federation is qualified to be the leader."

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