Star Rebirth: Kidnapping the Crazy Boss

Inside the office, he stood solemnly facing south.

In front of him was a three-dimensional image of Huo Yan, who was sitting behind his desk. His exact location could not be seen based on the internal environment.

On Huo Yan's left was a short-haired young man in a suit. He had a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, and there was always a hint of affection in his look when he looked at people. Compared to Xiangnan, he seemed much more casual.

Seeing Xiangnan's nervous expression, Jinzhong laughed and joked, "Don't be ridiculous, Xiangnan! We've seen everything on the interstellar battlefield. It's just an old man, isn't it? Is it really necessary to make you so nervous?"

Xiangnan was not nervous. As Jinzhong said, he had encountered countless dangers on the interstellar battlefield with the major general, and now he was just an eighth-level psychic.

What's more, this is the Ice and Snow Star, their own base camp, and they have a major general behind them to support them.

Huo Yan put away the documents in his hand and glanced over lightly. Jin Zhong touched his nose in dissatisfaction, put away the frivolous look on his face, and became serious.

He could still make a few jokes in front of Xiangnan, but he absolutely didn't dare to do so in front of Huo Yan.

Huo Yan looked at Jin Zhong: "Don't underestimate your enemy, let alone an eighth-level psychic!"

Level 8 psychics are not cheap, and their numbers in the Federation are also very rare. They are sought after wherever they go!

Seeing Huo Yan speak, Jinzhong quickly expressed his opinion: "Don't worry, Major General, the subordinates at Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Company have made all the necessary preparations to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

If the eighth-level psychic in the Huo family team really comes to capture someone, I guarantee that he will never return.

Ever since the Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Company started to build its factory, he had found several technicians and placed them in the factory according to the Major General's instructions, and had spread the news to the outside world that one of them was the person who provided the formula for the Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Company.

If the Huo family wanted to get the formula of the medicine, they would definitely go looking for these people. With the cooperation of the military, they would definitely be able to keep them here.

After listening to the two people's arrangements, Huo Yan didn't say anything more. Xiangnan and Jinzhong were both capable of standing on their own, not to mention Bingxuexing and Andre and the others.

There won't be any big trouble.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yan leaned back in his chair somewhat tiredly, with Instructor Tang, who had left the Lieyan Military Academy a few days ago, next to him.

"Major General, how about we stop here for today and continue the treatment tomorrow."

Huo Yan had no choice. Originally, he should have returned to Ice and Snow Star after dealing with the matters on Misty Star, but plans could not keep up with the changes.

Just after dealing with Chu Yu personally, he was once again expected to advance, but failed again!

This was the third time he failed to advance after becoming a federal major general. It was as if there was a chasm between level nine and level ten, nailing him firmly in place and preventing him from moving forward!

The previous failed attempts at advancement had little effect on him, but this time, something went wrong and the superpowers in his body began to riot. His superpower core could not bear so much superpowers. If he could not break through next, he might die from the explosion of superpowers within a few years.

When the superpowers are cultivated to level eight and above, each superpower user will develop his or her own unique way of advancement, which means that no one can help him or her with his or her problems.

This means that every time he uses his superpowers from now on, it may cause a superpower riot.

This was a devastating disaster for Huo Yan and the Flame Army he had built.

If the outside world knew about his situation, he would probably be caught in endless harassment.

Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Factory

Miao Meng, wearing a white protective suit, was leading people to inspect the production workshop.

This batch of potions is of vital importance to the Flame Army, and there are countless people watching behind the scenes. The closer it gets to the critical period of launch, the more Miao Meng dares not let down his guard.

These days she spends almost all her time eating and sleeping in the factory, not daring to relax for a moment.

Long Jue stood invisible outside the production workshop, his eyes filled with contempt for the Flame Army and pride in his own abilities. The pharmaceutical factory was heavily guarded, with a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps.

But these people are nothing to a master like him!

Thinking about the things Marshal Huo promised to give him after this mission, Long Jue was excited. As a federal marshal, Huo Zhiyuan had accumulated a lot of good things over the years.

The reason why he followed Huo Zhiyuan wholeheartedly was because the Huo family could provide him with the resources necessary for cultivation.

He is now an eighth-level psychic, and is just one step away from becoming a ninth-level expert. Once he becomes a ninth-level expert, even Huo Zhiyuan will not be able to order him around easily, and the Huo family's orders will depend on whether he is willing to obey them.

So this time, he must succeed.

Little did he know that at this moment, a Shura field was waiting for him in the pharmaceutical factory.

Within the military region

Secretary Zhao was waiting anxiously, but before he could receive any message from Long Jue, a faint explosion sounded in his ears.

Secretary Zhao suddenly stood up and went to the window to look in the direction of the explosion. He knew that the address of Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Company was behind the military area.

But unfortunately, the small building where they lived had only two floors at most. The steel fortress of the Flame Military District was so tall that it completely blocked Secretary Zhao's sight, making it impossible for him to tell whether the explosion occurred at the Xinsheng Pharmaceutical Company.

But the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious. Secretary Zhao was a very cautious person, otherwise he would not have been able to get to his current position beside Mr. Huo.

He immediately woke up everyone who was resting in the small building, "Hurry, let's get out of here right away..."

Huo Qi was very dissatisfied. The heating in the small building had not been stopped in the past few days, and the people from the Flame Military District did not deliberately make things difficult for them. He was also stopped by his grandfather and father from returning to the capital star. Every day he just ate and slept, or logged into the star network to play games.

He had just fallen asleep after playing games all night when he was woken up by Secretary Zhao's noisy voice. He got angry and picked up anything at hand and threw it at Secretary Zhao without even looking at it.

Secretary Zhao was busy calling for help and was almost hit by someone when he was not paying attention. Seeing the broken water cup on the ground, he was naturally dissatisfied, but he did not have time to argue with this guy with spoiled tendencies.

He just said, "Mr. Huo, we have to return to the capital planet immediately. Please get up and pack up."

As soon as Huo Qi heard this, his sleepiness disappeared immediately. Although he was very sleepy, the temptation of being able to rush back to the capital planet immediately finally overcame his laziness. He yawned, got up and started to tidy himself up.

When he slowly came downstairs, a group of people had already gathered downstairs and were waiting for him.

Even Uncle Long, who had been resting due to illness for the past few days, was standing in the team, but he didn't look fully recovered yet. His walking posture was a little stiff.

Huo Qi secretly curled his lips, feeling disdainful in his heart. He was an eighth-level psychic, but his physical fitness was not even as good as his fourth-level one. He just caught a little cold and fell ill!