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Chapter 45 - The Shock of the Members

September 1st, 2052.

The weather was clear and beautiful, with gentle breezes and bright sunshine.

Below a tall building in the East District of Hua Zhong Base City, many people were busy. Qin Shan, with his burly physique, directed, "The banner is in the wrong position; it's too low. Also, the font on it must highlight the name of Yanfeng Martial Hall..."

A moment later.

Several warriors walked out of the building.

He immediately asked, "Qiang Zi, Mu Yang, is the conference hall set up?"

Mu Yang shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's all done. I'm half-dead from exhaustion. I'd rather go to the Wilderness Area and fight monsters than do these chores. If my sister-in-law hadn't sent so many people to help, it probably wouldn't be set up yet."

He complained, "The tables and chairs not only have to be aligned, but they also have to show a sense of hierarchy, and the items on them can't have the slightest error. Oh my goodness, it almost killed me."

Zhou Qiang, uncharacteristically, didn't make fun of Mu Yang, clearly empathizing with his feelings.

Qin Shan smiled, "Alright, stop complaining. Once this Martial Hall establishment ceremony is over, countless warriors will envy us."

Upon hearing this.

Mu Yang immediately perked up, his eyes shining as he stared at his captain, "Can the S-Rank Gene Serum really help one break through to the Intermediate God of War?"

Qin Shan snapped, "How many times have you asked? Can my Intermediate God of War status on my ID be fake?"

"Hehe."

"I just wanted to confirm a few more times."

Mu Yang said with a chuckle.

Qin Shan waved his hand, urging, "Stop chatting here. Go check again quickly and see if anything else needs to be done. The Global live broadcast officially starts at 2 PM. At that time, all the Five Great Powers will switch to the exclusive channel for the ceremony. Lao Shen personally called the governments of the Five Great Powers for this matter; they take it very seriously. Don't mess it up."

"Alright, I'm going now."

Around 10 AM, Shen Ping arrived at the building with Li Yuewei and Su Yin. Seeing the banner hanging above, a smile appeared on his face.

"Councilman Shen."

"Councilman Shen."

The staff from the municipal government television station had already arrived. They had set up various equipment, waiting for various forces to arrive for the live broadcast. Seeing Shen Ping appear, they quickly stepped forward to greet him.

Shen Ping smiled, "Thank you all for your hard work."

Taking the elevator.

Upon arriving at the conference hall, he first embraced Qin Shan, patting his shoulder and saying, "Captain, thank you for your trouble during this time."

Qin Shan was responsible for all the preparations for the establishment of Yanfeng Martial Hall.

"Why be so polite? Don't forget, I am the first president of Yanfeng Martial Hall appointed by you."

The two smiled at each other.

Just after noon, the Zheng Family Consortium from the Base City arrived.

Zheng Guorui, leading the outstanding younger generation of the Zheng family, quickly walked up to Shen Ping, congratulating him with a smile, "Councilman Shen, congratulations, congratulations on establishing a Martial Hall!"

Shen Ping politely replied, "We at Yanfeng Martial Hall warmly welcome the head of the Zheng family. Please, have a seat."

As soon as Zheng Guorui and the others sat down, a disc-shaped fighter slowly landed outside. It was the Xu family from Jiangnan Base City. After the Xu family arrived, representatives from the Dojo of Limits, Thunder Martial Hall, HR Alliance, various mercenary forces, and government representatives from the Five Great Powers successively arrived.

Fighters landed one after another on the lawn in front of the building, continuously from noon until 2 PM. After all, this was a Martial Hall established by Shen Ping. Whether out of respect for the Councilman or for the benefits of the genetic potion, even without an invitation, they rushed to show their support.

When a Councilman's fighter landed.

Shen Ping personally went out to greet him.

"Councilor Jia."

"Councilor Zhu."

"Councilor Wang."

"..."

As numerous Councilman powerhouses arrived, the atmosphere in the conference hall reached its peak. As soon as 2 PM arrived, the television host immediately began, and simultaneously, high-definition cameras aimed at all the participating warriors and councilors for a Global live broadcast.

At this moment.

In a tenement building on the 32nd floor of South Bank Community, Yian District, Yangzhou City, Jiangnan Base City, Luo Hua, Luo Feng's younger brother, was watching TV. "Brother, come quick! The news from a while ago about the new Martial Hall's establishment broadcast has started."

"Coming."

Luo Feng quickly finished showering and sat on the sofa. His hair was still wet, but his eyes were fixed on the TV without blinking.

The host on the TV was introducing various important figures. He wasn't very familiar with these councilors, only knowing that this was a ceremony for a new Martial Hall.

"As long as I can remember, there were only the Dojo of Limits and Thunder Martial Hall. Now there's another Yanfeng Martial Hall. The more Martial Halls, the better."

Luo Feng murmured.

Luo Hua, sitting in a wheelchair beside him, couldn't help but say, "Brother, how powerful do you think someone who can establish a Martial Hall is?"

Luo Feng shook his head, "I don't know, but they must be very strong."

Both watched the TV.

Nowadays, every ordinary person in the Global Base City is interested in matters concerning warriors, just like they used to follow celebrity gossip, let alone big news like establishing a Martial Hall, which received widespread attention.

...

Yanfeng Martial Hall Headquarters Building.

Conference Hall.

After introducing the Global councilors, the host began to extensively introduce Shen Ping's rise and why he wanted to establish a Martial Hall. Of course, the words were very eloquent, talking about cultivating more warriors, protecting Earth Human, and so on, completely packaging Shen Ping as a great hero.

Shen Ping, sitting in his seat, felt a chill.

Jia Yi smiled, turning his gaze and saying in a teasing tone, "Is Councilman Shen really thinking that when he establishes a Martial Hall?"

Shen Ping gave an awkward smile.

The other councilors around couldn't help but smile.

Next, there were song and dance performances for a while, and then Qin Shan went on stage to read a passionate speech from a script. Finally, it was Shen Ping's turn to give the closing address.

All the councilors, including Hong and Thunder God, and representatives from various forces, were invigorated. They knew the main event was coming.

After all, if Yanfeng Martial Hall didn't present something good at a Globally watched ceremony, how could it develop? And if it were just a small-scale event, Councilman Shen wouldn't have made it so grand.

"Thank you all for coming to the establishment ceremony of Yanfeng Martial Hall. I won't say any more superfluous words. I believe everyone is very curious as to why I am establishing a Martial Hall."

As Shen Ping spoke, he pressed a mechanism on the stage, and then a metal box rose. Opening the box, he took out the genetic potion inside.

"This is an ordinary genetic potion. Everyone present is familiar with it. Taking one such potion can allow a warrior's physical fitness to reach the Warlord level within four months!"

As he spoke.

Another metal box rose on the stage.

"This is a C-grade Genetic Potion..."

When the third metal box rose, all the councilors and force representatives in their seats stared intently.

Shen Ping smiled as he took out the genetic potion from the box and continued, "This is an S-Rank Gene Serum. It can allow an Advanced Warlord to break through to the Intermediate God of War within half a year!"

Whoosh.

As his words fell.

A collective gasp filled the conference hall.

Everyone stared intently at the S-Rank Gene Serum. It wasn't that Global forces didn't have resources that could allow warriors to break through to the God of War level, but such resources were extremely rare. If this potion from Yanfeng Martial Hall, like the C-grade Genetic Potion, could be provided in multiple doses, its impact would be incredibly terrifying.

And just as the councilors were surprised.

Another metal box rose on the stage.

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