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After a while, Adam staggered over, and with each step he took, drops of blood fell to the ground.
"Young Master."
Xu Fu glanced at his wounds again, and immediately frowned. "Six, five, seven..."
"It's fine!"
"The body was severely damaged, and the soul was greatly weakened due to the expansion of the diaphragm."
"How long will it take to recover"
"At least one month"
Xu Fu nodded. A month wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what had happened, but his expression was unusually strange. His eyes were half-closed, flashing with tension, dizziness, and a hint of fear, like a fox preparing to sneak into a farm to steal chickens.
After careful consideration, he raised his hand, pointed to the corpse at his feet, and said...
How do you feel about this body?
Adam nodded uncertainly, out of habit.
"You look very satisfied, very good, very good, very good."
Xu Fu paced back and forth, his excitement evident: "Adam, do you want to be the president of Rice Corporation?"
Adam was taken aback. Although he was a product of death magic, he was not stupid. On the contrary, he had a strong learning ability by absorbing the thoughts of a large number of people. After a period of study, he fully understood human society and clearly understood President Rice's meaning.
"Young Master, I am not qualified to play the role of President."
"You have to try everything, how will you know if you don't try?"
"but..."
"Besides this"
Xu Fu patted him on the shoulder and said excitedly, "Come on, give it a try and let me see how it works!"
Adam had no choice but to leave the demon's body, transforming into a wisp of mental mist that entered Joel Nash's body.
His tightly closed eyes slowly opened, revealing cold pupils devoid of any color.
Xu Fu looked himself up and down, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and said...
Learn to laugh!
President Adam opened his mouth like a bloodied beast and let out an unbelievable laugh.
Xu Fu couldn't help but twitch his lips a few times. Such a smile—not just him, but even a fool could see it was abnormal. If he were to impersonate the president, he'd be the subject of gossip. But Xu Fu didn't want to give up so easily. After thinking carefully for a while, he slowly said…
"Adam, I, as your master, command you to learn to perform within two days."
"Performance?"
Xu Fu nodded meaningfully: "Life is like a play, and a play is like life. Acting is the first lesson you need to learn to integrate into the presidency. If you want to succeed, you must learn to act."
"I can't act!"
"You can learn if you don't know how. I'll have Ava prepare for the acting department's professional courses later. You need to master the essentials as soon as possible and try to disguise yourself. You can make people feel your indifference, but you can't make them perceive your calmness. Calmness and indifference are completely different concepts, understand?"
Adam frowned, seemingly deep in thought, his eyes remaining cold and indifferent.
Xu Fu was speechless for a moment, and could only bitterly study how Ava collected the performance courses from various colleges into a folder and used Adam as the cursor.
After the three of them worked together for a while, things finally started to change.
Just then, a hummingbird flew in from afar and landed on Xu Fu's shoulder. Knowing that the FBI was on their way, he had no choice but to stop, let Adam cover his unconsciousness, and carry the demon's corpse away.
A few minutes later, Sam Ryan, who had already walked out of the woods, received a text message from Xu Fu.
"The devil Gast has been executed; I cannot guarantee the President's life or death."
Upon reading the message, Sam Ryan's heart leaped with joy. He quickly identified these individuals and contacted the FBI's superhumans, informing them not to harm the president.
The band charged into the woods, the deadly sights along the way drawing everyone's attention. At the end of a wide, desolate sandy plain, Joel Nash appeared.
Several superpowered individuals stood guard around, indicating their readiness.
Sam Lane raised his hand to signal, and two medics stepped forward to check on the president's condition. Once they were certain the president was still alive, the remaining four wizards took out their artifacts and began to cast spells.
The gentle incantation had barely begun in the air when everyone tensed up, drawing their weapons and assuming fighting stances.
A six-pointed star magic circle appeared.
Sargeras Jr. left his soul within Joel Nash to undergo trials, suppressing his hatred and grief, and using the power of the Bloodcloth to force the demon to manifest.
After some testing, nothing happened.
Joel Nash's soul is human, not demonic.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the result.
Kidd-Sagrado also said: "His Excellency's soul is very unstable and has obviously suffered serious trauma. Even if he wakes up, there will be many consequences."
One sentence made the crowd tense again.
Sam Lane whispered, "Can you explain what the consequences you're talking about are?"
"Amnesia, deafness, loss of independence and thinking ability, and in severe cases, it can lead to a vegetative state."
"Incurable"
Yang-Sagrado shook his head slightly: "I have never heard of anyone who can repair soul defects. Soul damage is irreversible."
Upon hearing this, those who harbored resentment towards Joel Nash couldn't help but sigh, realizing that the culprit behind all this was the demon Gast, and that the president was also a victim, tormented by the demon for years and unable to find peace even in death.
Sam Lane stared at the middle-aged man lying on the ground for a long time before speaking.
"Today's operation is over, friends. I have only one request."
"confidential!"
Sam Lane said expressionlessly, "I don't need to explain to you what this 5.7 case is all about, but you must understand that if anyone dares to tell anyone, the Department of Defense, the Senate, and I myself will arrest you on charges of endangering the country."
"This is a warning, and also a promise: for your own safety and the safety of your families, and for the safety of the country, shut your mouths. Anyone who dares to utter another word will have their life taken."
His murderous gaze swept over everyone present, and they were all stunned, lowering their heads.
Sam Lane added, "I have your file, your family's file, your friends' file. Anyone who disobeys orders, thinks I'm joking, or tries to take advantage of this, come on, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."
Is there still any controversy?
"No problem, then we can call it a day. The task is now complete. The payment will be transferred to your account at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"This is your last warning, shut your mouth!"
Chapter 1120 The President Loses His Memory!
The month-long mission has finally come to an end. Although the process was full of twists and turns, the ending was not bad. Jake Harvey died, Joel Nash died, and the devil Gust also parted ways with his life.
One plus one equals two.
In short, no one gets up early without a reason, and of course, Xu Fu was the biggest beneficiary.
Add to that the treasures and magical notes from the Pyramid of the Sun, and one president is enough for you to live a lifetime.
Who would have thought that President Rice harbored the soul of a corpse doll deep within her?
Who would have thought that the owner of the corpse doll was a 17-year-old?
Controlling the corpse puppets means controlling the entire country. Although the risks are great, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.
After returning home, Xu Fu ate a sumptuous dinner, lay on the bed panting heavily, and woke up the next day at noon.
I turned on the TV, and as expected, the news was broadcasting about the mysterious halo that appeared in the sky over Washington state yesterday and the attack on the president. Reporters from various radio stations were crowding outside the White House, eager to get firsthand information.
After several hours of trying to fend off reporters, the White House spokesperson finally held a press conference.
At the meeting, he recounted in detail the origin of the attack and the mysterious cave. When he learned that the attack was carried out by aliens, everyone present was stunned.
Reporters scattered, handing out microphones to get details about the president's health, the upcoming election, the Department of Defense and the Senate's positions on the events, and so on.
The White House press secretary could not answer these obviously deliberately asked questions, and could only say that the president was in good health and would wake up soon.
The conference opened and closed hastily, but the news it sent out shocked the entire United States and even the world.
How long has it been since the Vice President was abducted? The President was attacked by aliens who used a mysterious hole as a weapon. Are they going to invade Earth? Interstellar war?
The thought of the consequences of launching an interstellar war left all nations unmoved, while the White House received a constant stream of calls inquiring about the details of the attack and possible solutions.
Of course, many people are skeptical of this, given the mysterious opening and the apocalyptic scene left behind after the opening was destroyed, but they can't find any objections.
Even a fool would understand that such an aperture is beyond the capabilities of current Earth technology; only aliens could create such a terrifying weapon.
The internet was in an uproar, with everyone discussing what had happened and the unconscious president. Since Joel Nash's campaign slogan was to protect Rice from aliens, and now that this had happened, people naturally pointed the finger at aliens. They believed that because they dared not face the great president, they were waiting for an opportunity to launch a retaliatory attack and destroy Rice.
As public opinion heated up, Joel Nash's approval rating soared, with many people even standing outside the White House all night to pray for the president.
After this incident, Joel Nash went from being president to a hero. Of course, heroism is a relative concept. For those familiar with the FBI and the Department of Defense, this hero was nothing more than a pitiful man caught in the clutches of evil.
After reading the news report, Xu Fu was somewhat at a loss. He had thought that the senators would shift the blame to Middle Eastern terrorists or hostile countries such as China and Russia, but he did not expect them to be even more ruthless and directly target aliens.
Upon careful consideration, this is the right choice. If China and Russia are the masterminds, the mysterious iris cannot be explained, and such an attack is not a product of Earth. If they had such technology, would they still be suppressed by you? Aliens are different. For most Earthlings, aliens represent mystery, the unknown, power, and species diversity. Even if one doubts the truth behind the attack, it is impossible to hold a microphone and interview aliens.
Aliens are the best traitors
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