The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

"Really?" Leader One had been keeping his eyes closed, not participating in the debate. Only upon hearing Shan Zhizhi's words did he open his eyes and cast a questioning look at him. His voice was calm, but his eyes betrayed a subtle concern, as if awaiting a convincing explanation. This subtle change in expression was undoubtedly a silent encouragement to Shan Zhizhi, who had been observing Leader One the entire time, solidifying his confidence in his own judgment.

Shan Zhizhi nodded in confirmation, and just as he was about to continue, he was interrupted. "Absolutely not. This is absolutely not allowed." The speaker, a senior military leader, spoke with a firm and powerful voice, filled with unquestionable resolve. For the military, Elder Jiang was a stabilizing force, a pillar of support for the new recruits. His presence was not merely a symbol of one man, but a manifestation of the army's morale and cohesion.

Crucially, Mr. Jiang sustained numerous wartime wounds, notably several bomb fragments lodged in extremely sensitive locations. Even with today's medical technology, these fragments are too fragile to attempt removal. These fragments, like ticking time bombs, could pose a threat to Mr. Jiang's health at any moment. Consequently, Mr. Jiang's health remains a matter of concern, and he is currently receiving treatment at a military-run sanatorium. As the party most familiar with Mr. Jiang's condition, the military will not tolerate any further compromises. They will spare no effort to ensure Mr. Jiang receives the best care and treatment to safeguard his health and safety.

The atmosphere in the conference room was heavy and tense, almost slicing. As the military representative concluded his speech, the other leaders present began to express their own opinions. They each expressed their own perspectives, but no matter how their words shifted, they all shared a common concern: Mr. Jiang was already very old, and his physical condition was no longer as robust as it once was. Their voices rose and fell, like a clamorous storm, making it difficult to discern each word. Yet, despite this, they all understood the importance of Mr. Jiang's health to the entire country and the military, a value that could not be measured in words.

Shan Zhizhi saw that these leaders, not even patiently listening to him, had begun to argue non-stop, and a wave of anger rose from within him. Although the leaders present outranked him, the Security Bureau had enjoyed a special status since its inception—it was independent of all state agencies, and its regulations even surpassed those of other state agencies. This unique privilege allowed him to remain calm and resolute in the face of these disputes. He knew that only by maintaining composure could he find the key to solving problems amidst the chaos.

"Bang!" Shan Zhizhi suddenly slammed the table hard. The dull sound resonated like thunder throughout the conference room, instantly capturing everyone's attention. His gaze, sharp as a knife, swept across everyone present, as if to calm the clamor and chaos in their hearts. The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became solemn, and everyone's eyes were focused on Shan Zhizhi, waiting for his next words.

"Would you please be quiet and listen to me?" Shan Zhizhi's voice was deep and powerful, like an echo in the mountains, impossible to ignore. Seeing that everyone present had gradually quieted down, he continued, "I propose that Mr. Jiang be the other party to the contract." Although his voice was calm, every word was full of power, making it impossible not to take it seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the military representative was about to interrupt, but Shan Zhizhi had anticipated this. He quickly pointed at the military representative, his tone revealing unquestionable authority: "Please shut up! Don't say anything yet. Let me finish first, then you can express your opinions." His eyes gleamed with an irrefutable light, causing the military representative to shut up involuntarily. The atmosphere in the conference room became tense again, and everyone waited for Shan Zhizhi's next explanation.

"First, Mr. Jiang is the most qualified candidate to meet both of these requirements. Second, Heaven has compensated Mr. Jiang by granting him one of Jiang Chen's abilities as a party to the contract." Shan Zhizhi's words rippled through the conference room like a raging storm, leaving all the leaders speechless with shock. They knew that Jiang Chen, the ancestor of zombies and the leader of the four great zombies, possessed terrifying abilities. At that moment, the air in the conference room froze, their eyes wide and their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word. They felt as if they were in a dream, unable to believe what they were hearing.

In the conference room, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen. However, this state of stillness did not last long, as it was broken by the swift and decisive action of the military leader. He quickly stood up from his seat and took out a somewhat bulky military mobile phone from his pocket. His fingers skillfully dialed on the phone, quickly inputting a series of numbers, and then said in a steady and powerful voice: "Hello, Xiao Wu, it's me. Please find Dr. Ma immediately and ask whether Mr. Jiang's current physical condition allows him to take public transportation. At the same time, arrange for someone to pack Mr. Jiang's luggage and notify the political commissar that the helicopter must be prepared immediately. Once you understand the situation clearly, call me back immediately."

As the military leader finished speaking, the others in the conference room seemed to awaken from a dream, their minds returning to reality. They turned their gazes toward the military leader, their eyes filled with admiration and trust. After hearing the leader's meticulous plan, no one objected, nodding in agreement and supporting the leader's decision.

"Well, respected leaders, I still have some things to take care of here, and I have to prepare some necessary items first." Shan Zhizhi saw that the meeting was coming to an end and he didn't seem to be of much help here, so he politely said goodbye.

Number One and the other leaders knew that their abilities in metaphysics were limited and they could not offer any further assistance, so they readily approved Shan Zhizhi's request. They watched Shan Zhizhi's hurried departure, their hearts filled with anticipation and blessings, hoping that he could successfully complete his mission.

Shan Zhizhi walked out of the meeting room and saw his subordinates had neatly arranged all the items he needed. These items included the Law Contract, which was completely different from ordinary contracts. It required not only verbal declarations from both parties, but also tokens and the blood of both parties as witnesses.