But unbeknownst to them, the internal space of the eighth-generation system detached...

After the internal space detached, the vast data of the eighth-generation system entered Ye Hao's mind. However, a silk-like thing inside the ring automatically floated out, then seeped into Ye Hao's body, entering his meridians and flesh.

Ye Hao's energy and vitality suddenly surged, although he remained in a coma. Yet, after the silk entered his body, it slowly transformed into bright red blood. The blood circulated to his back, gradually becoming still, lingering on his back.

However, the real blood did not coagulate; instead, it began to nourish the heart, which came back to life with a powerful thump.

But all this happened five days later, and two days earlier, Xue Zhaolong and others had already buried Ye Hao in a spot on Diaoyu Island. They left Diaoyu Island with heartache.

When leaving, they promised that Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit would definitely continue to be held, determined to promote Ye Hao's ideals, so Huaxia will no longer be bullied.

Xue Zhaolong and others seized a Jiepeng motorboat, disguised as fishermen to enter Treasure Island, then took a plane and silently left Treasure Island.

Upon returning to Huaxia, they did not dare to meet anyone; they couldn't face people.

Xu Shaoyuan, despondent, also stayed with Xue Zhaolong and others at the food stall every day, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

Although they returned and were noticed by the military, the military assumed they would surely seek them out but couldn't understand why no one came for two days. So today, the military sent people.

The person sent was Xiao Jiu, who was previously familiar with Ye Hao. Xiao Jiu arrived in Peng City and saw Xue Zhaolong and others drinking in broad daylight, looking spiritless. He approached and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"None of your damn business, get lost!" Xue Zhaolong shouted, reeking of alcohol.

"What are you up to?" Xiao Jiu asked, looking at them with an ugly expression.

"None of your business, get lost, or I'll beat you up." Qiu San yelled.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiu furiously said, "I am sent by the military..."

"Beat him!" Qiu San finished speaking and rushed up first, his fist as big as a sandbag landing on Xiao Jiu.

Although Xiao Jiu was from the military, having held a high position for years, he was no longer the passionate young man of the past.

Thus, within a few moves, he was beaten black and blue by Ye Hao's comrades.

"Refreshing! Even the military is worth less than fart in my eyes, not even as good as our boss's finger, only knows how to theorize without action. Fuck you!" Qiu San cursed, spitting at Xiao Jiu.

"Haha! Exactly. I used to be proud of being a soldier, but today, I feel like I've been a soldier for nothing." Xu Shaoyuan laughed out loud.

"Ah! I used to envy soldiers, envy their imposing presence under the sun. But when I saw Huaxia people being bullied and only our boss daring to come forward, I swore that no matter what I do in this life, I would never be a soldier. It's too suffocating, haha!" Ye Lang drank a big bowl of wine, laughing heartily.

"Yeah! Boss..." Fei Gou said and started choking up.

Xiao Jiu also understood some of what it meant. He endured the pain and asked, "You mean... Ye Hao was harmed? What happened? Tell me!"

Xiao Jiu's voice was urgent; Huaxia's young hero! He couldn't bear the shock. If Ye Hao was indeed harmed, he might faint.

He was a talent-loving general.

"Yes! Our boss was harmed. Are you happy now? Coward, get lost." Qiu San kicked Xiao Jiu away, telling him not to disturb their drinking.

"Enough! Stop fighting; the boss wouldn't want to see this scene even if he were here." Li Yi roared.

"Li..." Xue Zhaolong and others choked up in response.

"Stop it, we have to face it! The boss died; even if we can hide it today, what about tomorrow?" Li Yi held back his grief, asking.

"Boohoo!" Over ten men cried at the food stall like this.

...

In the soil of Diaoyu Island, a person emerged — it was none other than Ye Hao.

It had been ten days since Xue Zhaolong and others returned to Huaxia...

Only then did Ye Hao slowly awaken.

Covered in mud and water, the smell was unpleasant as he patted himself down.

"How long have I been lying here? What happened?" Ye Hao asked, puzzled, immediately checking his body.

When he discovered his meridians became incredibly robust, and even his flesh was stronger than before, he began to suspect whether he had broken through to the seventh or even eighth stage of National Martial Arts.

"What did I go through? Wasn't I seemingly dead before? How did I resurrect?" Ye Hao questioned himself in confusion.

He was very curious about the two blood droplets on his back — what were they and when did they appear?

What surprised him even more was the eighth-generation system was in his mind. He quickly asked, "Qianqian, are you there?"

"I'm here, Master." Qianqian said joyfully upon seeing Ye Hao resurrect, though she was a bit curious, because the eighth-generation system can be screened by Ye Hao at any time. In other words, if Ye Hao doesn't want the eighth-generation system, it can only stay in his mind and won't be able to sense anything outside.

"What happened? And why are you in my mind? And why can I speak to you directly?" Ye Hao asked anxiously.

"Master, I don't know what happened either, just that the internal space of the eighth-generation system expelled it..."

"Wait, you said the internal space expelled the eighth-generation system?" Ye Hao was now very confused. Isn't the internal space governed by the eighth-generation system? How could it expel the system now?

"Yes, Master, so the eighth-generation system data could only be input entirely into your mind. Your mind is now the core carrier of the eighth-generation system. You can choose to screen the system or use it directly without needing my decision. However, things you have no access to still require system settings for authority."

"If the strength is insufficient for overdraft use, will it be subjected to an electric attack even stronger than one's own power?" Ye Hao shivered as he asked.

"Yes, Master."

"Damn!"

Then Ye Hao entered the internal space, unaware that upon entering it, the external version of him had already disappeared.

In other words, he had defied logic by vanishing.

Ye Hao inventoried the items in the space and quickly realized something was missing.

"Where is my Mysterious Body Technique? Where's it gone?" Ye Hao asked puzzledly, looking at the place where the Mysterious Body Technique was originally stored.

At that moment, the silk of the Mysterious Body Technique had disappeared. Could it possibly vanish into thin air?

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