Chapter 106: The Big Shots All Love

  Although he understood the great secrets of the world of the dead, He Ming did not plan to return to the world of the living to use Abdominal Brother's reputation to publicize this matter and so on, because it was too subversive, and the trouble it brought him was too great. As someone who wanted to follow Mr. Yue Shan's path, He Ming was no Lei Feng.

  He deeply understands the masses, he becomes a saint just like Jesus Christ coming out to say that he died and went to heaven, what's the result? The son of God is also defeated, let alone him. He Ming deeply understands the eyeball effect in the information age, including his own large number of fans who definitely need you to give him a lot of stimulating things, rather than inexplicable dead people's world. Even if he uses the fame of abdominal muscle brother or takes pictures of dead people's world goods, it may make several million people believe.

  But it also brought a lot of trouble to himself. He had the power of a country behind him, but in the eyes of some gods, he was insignificant.

  He Ming buried the matter deep in his heart while rushing on the highway, not telling anyone. When his wife and her family died, he would definitely hold a large amount of soul coins and continue to have a wild time in the world of the dead.

  He Ming smiled happily, feeling great about knowing the ultimate secret. Death was just the beginning, and as long as he didn't do bad things, he wouldn't be dragged to hell by the guilt in his soul. He Ming had never been to hell before, but he had a premonition that with so much time on his hands and being so strong, he already possessed enormous freedom and abilities.

  The greater the ability, the greater the freedom. Can't people who can live in a volcanic area and soak in hot springs also be on the top floor of the First National Bank Building, the capital's red giant tower, with an indoor heated swimming pool, surrounded by rows of the most popular models, with a copy of "Jin Ping Mei" or the latest bestseller next to them, and then lie down and gaze up at the stars at a 180-degree angle?

  He Ming returned along the original route, re-entering the dark underground world like a worm quickly crawling through the mud. Some places had already collapsed, and the soil had buried the passage. He Ming held up his Soul-Returning Sword to clear the way, and it was like a super-powerful excavator charging forward. Unfortunately, this excavator was also desperately smoking and drinking.

  No choice, He Ming's personality is greedy and never wasteful. If he were to return to the ground, all his goods would be gone, and everyone would definitely see him crying miserably, especially that one bag of diamonds.

  "Is it time for dinner? I'm so hungry, looks like we'll be back home almost at dawn." He Ming **adult arm length giant cigar, nearly one meter, also brutally swept open the mud in front of him, digging a road from one side to avoid an underground water.

  In such a deep underground, the soil is quite strange, some are sticky like rotten mud, some are dry and hard as stone, and there are also large blocks of stone. He Ming loves granite, especially large ones, super-large ones that stretch for thousands of meters. They can help him step on solid ground and prevent him from suddenly falling into a deep abyss.

  He Ming fell into several deep ravines, of course, and immediately climbed out to continue on his way. The earth's crust was changing a lot at this depth, and there were many inexplicable things, including various rocks, underground plants, occasionally some coal, and what seemed like minerals, but they only reacted with a faint green light. He Ming didn't even have the mood to look at blue lights now, let alone green lights? It's not as fun as playing with eggs anyway.

  After a while, He Ming returned to the platform where Murong Dawang was killed. The corpse of Murong Dawang still existed, and He Ming only discovered that due to being an undead creature and a dead object at this close distance to the ground, it rotted particularly quickly, just like some paper people being burned away, with some places directly turning into black substances.

  He Ming stopped in his tracks, deliberately blew a mouthful of air, and Murong Da Wang turned to dust. "See you later, Brother Murong, see you at the party!" He Ming sneered, then darted into the tunnel dug by the Death Worm like a flash of lightning.

  His speed was getting faster and faster, in the dark passage, He Ming ordered the red spider helmet to fall off, it was all muddy, estimated to be cleaned up properly. Inhaling air, full of mud smell, there were also some zombie leftovers stench. Rushing thousands of meters away, at the far end, there were lights that kept probing.

  "He Ming shouted loudly, 'Brother is back!'"

  That side suddenly became lively, and when He Ming rushed out of the passage, he was shocked. The seventh room was packed with over a thousand people, mostly elite soldiers holding assault rifles or heavy weapons, and some even had rocket launchers. They were all on high alert. And the people rushing towards him were all super big shots, led by Chairman An Hua, Vice-Chairman Li Yun, seven or eight committee members, many generals, seven or eight marshals, and two military gods.

  He Ming was startled, and just as he rushed to the ground, Chairman An Hua ran over. His face was excited, grabbing He Ming's shoulder, sizing him up for a long time before saying: "Great! He Ming, you're finally back! Let's give a round of applause." After finishing speaking, he started clapping, and everyone else also began to applaud vigorously.

  What a wonderful and ethereal life, who would have thought that my status and position would be so high? But thinking about it, my precious life treasure can change the entire world. However, telling the chairman that they will live a better life after death, I wonder how they will react? But thinking again, these people are different from me, a nouveau riche with a vengeful and competitive mindset, now at this critical moment, even if they became gods, they wouldn't want to do it.

  The chairman's group of people are so sharp-eyed, just one glance at He Minghun and they can see that he has wrapped several pieces of cloth around his lower body, his robust physique is covered in mud, and yet under such circumstances, he still has a huge package on his back, hastily tied up with ropes, many people caught glimpses of large boxes and mysterious objects inside.

  The chairman and others knew that He Ming had made a major discovery, but with so many people around at the time, how could they ask?

  The chairman dispersed the crowd, shouting: "It's over! The guard team will clean up what can be taken away, and experts will speed up their research. Little Zhang, you clean up the scene according to plan. We'll leave first." He instructed a secretary to take charge of this matter, blow up this passage, and completely seal off this secret library.

  He Ming followed the chairman, walking forward together. He made a gesture of carrying a backpack and taking pictures with his hands to Liu Hua on the other side, and also smiled at the chairman several times. Then he quietly walked to Liu Hua's side, took his own backpack, and whispered: "Go find a kid to carry mine..."

  Liu Huo shook his head slightly and handed over He Ming's alien camera, whispering: "You're only concerned about your property from the start? ... Is this another alien product? How many good things have you secretly stolen? Once we figure out the laser gun and other things, we'll also study this camera carefully. Who knows, maybe we can make a fortune."

  He Ming asked an assistant to take a photo, Liu Huo didn't know at first, He Ming went over and the assistant handed him the camera because everyone who came here had high awareness and there was no private action or disregard for discipline.

  But a certain gold medal winner is just a young man who loves private actions and corruption, what's discipline to eat?

  "What time is it? I've been gone for several hours, has the chairman arrived?"

  Liu Huo handed his watch to He Ming for a look. He Ming took a glance and saw that it was 1:34. Calculating, he had been down there for at most an hour or so?

  Liu Huaidao said: "You went down for ten minutes without answering, I knew the situation was not good, it's too dangerous underground. So I sent someone to climb up and make a phone call report, just a few minutes ago all the chairmen came, everyone is very concerned about you. You've been down there for 98 minutes, I calculated the time specifically."

  Liu Huo patted He Ming's shoulder, looked him up and down, then glanced at the huge package and said: "You little scoundrel has gotten a lot of good stuff! You've grown taller and stronger, your muscles are as hard as steel!"

  Liu Huo vigorously kneaded and slapped He Ming's muscles, then shook his head and said: "Brother Steel Abdominal Muscles!"

  He Ming looked at him with a hint of disdain, handed over the large heavy sword that had been eyed by the big shots, and said: "Cut it for me to see. I'm making new equipment, something cute and shiny."

  "Good sword, good big." Liu Huo was quite interested and looked around. The big shots were rushing to catch up, some of whom were older and hadn't taken the elixir of life, so they were panting and relying on their secretaries for support to continue rushing. Therefore, he, He Ming, and the chairman, vice-chairman, and a group of people were walking at the front.

  So Liu wanted to take the heavy sword and try it out, after gripping it, he said softly: "Stop stop stop, 400 kilograms! Wanting to crush me to death? What's wrong with you, where did you get this from?"

  He Ming shrugged and smiled wryly, "To put it simply, I went down to a very deep place and killed a very troublesome demon. This is its weapon. It once hurt me, but now it's become my weapon to harm monsters."

  Liu Huo lived in the dark corridor lit only by a flashlight, his face expression became somewhat licentious, in He Ming's eyes that were wide open, Liu Huo's whiskers could be seen clearly, and some of them had not been shaved clean yet. "Got quite a few good things."

  He Ming wiped the dirt off Liu Huo's clothes with his right index finger, and the latter still didn't understand what he wanted to do. As a result, he picked up his nose and expressed silent disdain.

  Liu Huo was speechless, wiped away the dirt, focused on rushing along the road, and soon found out.

  Back at the neurological hospital, an old man excitedly said: "Comrade He Ming? Indeed, you won't come to any harm!"

  As he spoke, he rushed up and punched He Ming with his fist. He himself retreated and almost fell down, but several elderly people nearby immediately laughed and held him up. The old man was Tuoba Xiong Lie. He let go of the support of the elderly people and smiled: "Good kid, too strong, just like my appearance when I was young."

  He Ming gave a salute, and Bato's eyes lit up around He Ming, but mainly he was looking at his package. "It's so big, are they all treasures? Did you come back from hell? I like your style of killing demons. And your post style is real and funny. I'm also your fan, sign an autograph for me, write 'Abdominal Muscle Brother sends to Old Tuo', wishing Old Tuo also has demonic abdominal muscles."

  He Ming couldn't help but laugh and said: "Boss, last time our joint photos weren't even posted, this time I've prepared a lot of things, Boss you'll definitely be able to taste them."

  "Good kid. Know that I love this mouthful, wait a minute and let me be the first to enjoy the taste of youth. I want to be younger than the chairman, with a better figure!"

  Tuoba Xiong Lie laughed and said, then pulled over several old men beside him, and some other old men, who all started introducing themselves, including his four sons who are now all commanders or chiefs of staff, but they are all about to retire, having reached the age of seventy.

  He Ming shook hands loudly, expressing his loyalty. The leader was good at leadership and whatnot. He began to feel that being a soldier was too bitter, so it's better to be an official. So he first made good relations with the big guys, thinking that in the future, even if he didn't want to be promoted, they wouldn't agree.

  He Ming glanced at this ordinary room, all of whom were elderly high-ranking cadres, and the shadows outside the door were probably guarding warriors.

  Among them, the heaviest is a 101-year-old political commissar. He was not one of the four great marshals or ten great generals, but he was once the first-in-command of the Southwest Bureau, the chairman's most trusted logistics minister, and the first premier at the founding of the country.

  The old cadre was supported by several people to come up, coughing and wanting to say something. An elderly person next to him said: "He Ming He Ming, let my dad enjoy some good things quickly." An 80-year-old man spoke like a spoiled rich kid.

  He Ming immediately knew that the show was on again, and life is full of such performance opportunities. He immediately put on a particularly respectful expression for the elderly, took out the bottle of youth dust from his soul bag, and gently handed it to the old politician's nose under the gaze of everyone, as well as the chairman, vice-chairman and other big shots who were arriving one after another, saying softly: "Leader, please take a sniff~"

  The old commissar, though aged in body, remained unaged in spirit. His face was full of wrinkles and age spots, but after taking a few puffs, the wrinkles visibly decreased at an alarming rate, as if some invisible divine being had personally pulled his skin taut. The age spots quickly faded away, disappearing into his skin, and the white hair on his scalp fell out in clumps, replaced by new black locks.

  Tuoba Xiong Lie grew up with a big mouth, his eyes which always hid a hint of smile were now wide open in shock, all he could say was: "Strange, strange, Old Gao is going to become a spirit..."

  The old politician took a dozen or so breaths, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a middle-aged man. He looked at himself repeatedly, his waist straightened, and his vision and hearing returned to their peak. This was an ordinary middle-aged man with a medium build and sharp eyes.

  He excitedly grasped He Ming's hand and shook it vigorously: "Comrade He Ming... thank you so much! You're a living god!"

  He Ming responded with great enthusiasm, "Serve the leader! Serve the people, for a new world, all absorb youth powder!" He said, handing it under the nose of the 80-year-old son of the old commissar, "Leader, please take a sniff."

  The old man looked at He Ming with gratitude, and without saying a word, he started sucking wildly. After a few mouthfuls, he instantly regained his youth. He looked at Lao Zhengwei again, then looked at himself and asked, "Dad, look at me, am I younger than you?" Having said that, he sucked a few more times, wanting to be even younger than Lao Zhengwei.

  Everyone burst out laughing at this, but they all looked forward to it very much, as if they were about to enjoy something good.

  Tuoba Xiong Lie immediately lined up in third place to absorb the powder, and pulled his sons to line up behind him. Everyone saw that there was a lot of powder, so they tolerated him, but Tuoba Xiong Lie absorbed too much, and as soon as he recovered to his middle-aged appearance, he was dragged away by the old man behind him, and before leaving, he made a final effort to absorb once more!

  Later, all the big shots came up, and these dignitaries with deep personalities all showed a look of horror. In this room, the old men who couldn't go down were restored to more than half their age. How could they bear it? They immediately went to line up for powder.

  The chairman's face was filled with joy, and he lightly clapped his hands. He Ming was truly ingenious and full of surprises. As soon as he received news of the incident, he rushed over immediately, and also requested that all high-ranking officials who could make it to hurry over. This showed the chairman's emphasis on He Ming, and in his heart, he silently mourned for him, for he had forever changed this country!

  "How did He Ming know about this silent emotion? He rushed up directly, if not for seeing the chairman, he would have shouted again, 'Brother, you're back! Returned from hell tour, cool!'"

  He Ming took out a bottle of sufficient quantity of Qing Chun Dust, sucked it and restored his life. The disease was gone, what a big surprise! Other high-ranking officials thought, wow, the boss is really powerful, calling us to restore our lives.

  After absorbing everything, about sixty-five big shots, all top-notch big shots, except for a few committee members who were visiting abroad or still far away and hadn't arrived yet, as well as dozens of big shots who couldn't move around anymore, those present had restored more than half their age.

  Everyone was not worried about this issue, just dress up and it's fine. Some people laughed: "Usually trying to make themselves look young, now trying to make themselves look old." Come on, let's give Comrade He Ming a strong round of applause! I personally propose that his military rank be promoted to Major General! Award him the First-Class Red Star Medal!

  Applause erupted immediately, and it was the big shots who applauded for He Ming. He Ming floated like a fairy, repeatedly pretending to be surprised and honored, showing the humility and gratitude of an insignificant, nameless but secretly proud little comrade who wanted to become an official.

  "But in his heart, he thought: 'A 21-year-old lieutenant general? That's me! I'm going to command the army now. Who doesn't obey me? Want to try if my gun will go "rat-a-tat-tat"? The First-Class Red Star Medal, second only to the People's Guardian. Only great heroes can get it. Looks like I'm a great hero now!'"