Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The air in the hall of the "Celestial Official" Space Command Center in China seemed to have frozen.

The elderly man from the Hall of Diligent Governance had just finished an online meeting with heads of state from various countries and rushed to the "Heavenly Official" command center.

After all, it concerns the future of the Earth and the survival of civilization.

He needed to know about such an important matter as soon as possible.

Don't be fooled by his nonchalant demeanor when he bestowed the title of "Dragon Protector General" upon Meng Chuan.

That was because he didn't want to put too much pressure on Meng Chuan.

In fact, his palms were sweaty.

"Sir, please take a rest and have some hot water."

The secretary quietly handed over the thermos, speaking very softly.

Ever since learning of the observer's existence, the old man has often been unable to sleep at night.

But he still has a lot of work to do during the day.

The old man didn't take the cup; he simply shook his head, his gaze remaining fixed on the screen.

"Wait a little longer, Lin Zhou and the others will definitely have news."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sharp, startled cry came from a corner of the hall:

"Signal! There's a signal! It's a quantum transmission signal from Lin Zhou!"

Everyone instantly swarmed around, holding their breath.

The technician's fingers flew across the keyboard, and a line of text quickly appeared on the screen—

[Mars Battle Situation: The observer mothership is destroyed, the main force is wiped out, and the remaining 3 observers have been captured alive. We... have won.]

"We...we won?"

Someone repeated it unconsciously, their voice trembling with disbelief.

The next second, the entire command center erupted into thunderous cheers, like a powder keg that had been ignited.

Some people slammed their fists on the table in excitement, while others hugged each other.

The young engineer even jumped up, tears streaming down his face.

The huge weight that had been pressing on everyone's hearts has finally been lifted.

At this time, Mars could not be observed, and information could not be transmitted.

They can only watch helplessly from here.

Every second was an immense ordeal for everyone.

The old man also suddenly stood up from his chair, his hands gripping the edge of the table, his body trembling slightly.

He stared at the word "victory" on the screen, his eyes instantly welling up with tears, and he kept repeating:

"Good...good...Meng Chuan hasn't let us down..."

But the cheers didn't last even ten seconds.

The technician suddenly signaled for everyone to be quiet:

"Sir! There's a second message!"

The technicians quickly cracked the code.

The text on the screen refreshed, and the new content was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing everyone's joy.

[Dragon Guardian General's Status: Having led from the front, his energy is exhausted, he is on his last legs, his hair has turned completely white, he is in a deep coma, and his vital signs are extremely weak. He requests Earth to immediately prepare a top-tier medical team and await rescue.]

Read this passage aloud.

The entire hall seemed to have been paused.

All that remained were the beeping of the instruments and increasingly heavy breathing.

Some of the young female engineers began to sob softly.

The old man swayed, and his secretary hurriedly tried to support him, but he pushed her away.

He strode to the screen and stared intently at the four words "oil exhausted, lamp extinguished" on it.

His fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, and his worry was palpable.

"Medical team...arrange it immediately!"

The old man's voice was terribly hoarse:

"Notify all top hospitals nationwide to send their best doctors and equipment to the Capital Aerospace Port! Have the biological laboratory at Fuxing University prepare, and utilize all of Meng Chuan's previous research on quantum repair technology! Spare no effort to save him!"

"Yes!"

The secretary choked back tears as she agreed and turned to run out.

Just then, the technician's voice rang out again:

"Sir, there are also videos... a large number of battlefield videos have been sent back!"

The text on the screen disappeared, replaced by images of a battlefield on Mars.

These are videos from when Meng Chuan ordered the detonation of Mars to when Meng Chuan led the Green Gang fighters in a fierce battle against the observers.

Every video is so shocking.

Everyone present was moved to tears.

It was too brutal, all for the sake of victory, for the sake of Earth's survival.

Everyone, including Meng Chuan, was working incredibly hard; it was a true all-out effort.

"Secretary, notify all the TV stations. I want a live broadcast."

The old man, fighting back a sob, roared:

"I want the whole world to see what kind of fine young men my Dragon Kingdom are!"

"Yes!"

The secretary agreed with all her might.

Only a few hours have passed since the elderly man's last live television broadcast, and his image has reappeared on television and online.

This is a live stream across all platforms.

Even foreign television and the internet are broadcasting it live.

Upon receiving news that the elderly man from the Dragon Kingdom wanted to do a live stream again.

Everyone was glued to their TVs and computers.

Or they might be holding a tablet or phone.

Even the command center of a US rocket company received the elderly man's live stream signal.

They were also waiting for news, but Lin Zhou didn't send them any information.

Chen Yiyi is currently at her company, also watching a huge computer screen.

Dragon Kingdom, Fuxing University.

All the teachers and students were watching the live stream.

In this entrepreneurial dream city, everyone from company bosses to cleaning ladies is watching the live stream.

In the underground headquarters of Fuxing University, the Green Gang headquarters, everyone had stopped training.

Meng Chuan's son, Meng Zhili, and others gathered together to watch the live stream.

At Meng Chuan's house, Wu Xian and others kept watch outside the door.

They dared not go in, but they dared not leave either.

At this moment, they and the medical team present also took out their phones to watch the live broadcast.

At Meng Chuan's home, Liu Qian held Zhang Mei's hand tightly.

Both women were watching television with pale faces.

Beside them stood Meng Jianguo, who was feigning composure.

Ye Xiao held Meng Chuan's daughter, Meng Zhiqing, while keeping a close eye on Liu Qian and Zhang Mei's condition.

But if anything seems amiss, she will immediately call Wu Xian and the others in.

"Fellow countrymen, I am happy to tell you that we have won. Our heroes, our Dragon Guard General, have not let us down."

The old man immediately announced the results.

At this moment, people all over the world are cheering.

Humans have defeated the aliens.

How could this news not be exciting?

However, none of the people associated with Meng Chuan showed any joy on their faces at this moment.

Because the old man's expression was off.

The elderly man was broadcasting live from the Tianguan Command Center.

The expressions on the faces of the staff on set, as seen in the footage, were off.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear people crying in the audience.

At that moment, everyone who cared about Meng Chuan held their breath.

Everyone is waiting for the old man to continue.

"Previously, I released the message from our Dragon Guardian General to our Earthlings, but our Dragon Guardian General, as well as all the heroes on Mars, have recorded videos of their last words."

The old man's voice trembled as he spoke:

"However, with the great battle imminent, I did not bring up their last words. Now let us hear what our heroes of the Dragon Kingdom said before the great battle."

After the old man finished speaking, the live stream immediately switched to a video recorded by Meng Chuan.

In the footage, Meng Chuan is sitting at the porthole of the Mars base.

Behind us was a red Martian sunset, a truly beautiful sight.

Meng Chuan's eyes were so gentle they seemed to melt with tenderness.

Meng Chuan smiled and spoke:

"Qian'er, if you come to see this video, it means I won't be able to go back and celebrate our next wedding anniversary together."

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise again. Do you remember our first date? We almost got beaten to death by a bunch of street thugs. Haha, I was so weak back then. In the end, you were the one who stood up for me. I'm a grown man, and I had to be protected by a woman like you. At that time, I thought, when will I be able to become strong?"

"Later, I really became stronger and stronger. I started a business, made money, and even became a Dragon Guardian General, but I had less and less time to spend with you."

“You always say, ‘I’m fine, don’t worry, a good man’s ambition lies in all corners of the world.’ But I know that when you’re changing light bulbs alone, eating hot pot alone, or waiting for my messages late at night, you must have been secretly sad too.”

“Qian’er, I’m not a good lover, but I really tried my best—I want to protect you, and even more so, I want to protect the Earth that allows you to live a peaceful life.”

"Don't cry for too long because of me, okay? Your smile is more important than anything else. Let's go eat the delicious food we didn't have time to try, go to the concert we promised to go to, and slowly walk the roads we didn't finish walking. If you meet the right person, don't stop because of me. I hope you will always be happy, even if I'm not in that happiness."

"Finally, I'll say it to you one last time: Qian'er, I love you. My love for you has never changed since the day I met you."

A short video, a heartfelt confession.

But it touched the world.

At this moment, Liu Qian was already crying her eyes out.

After seeing the video, she had a bad feeling.

The second video followed immediately.

Against the same backdrop, Meng Chuan faced the camera, slightly adjusted the angle, and, as if he were just going home, smiled and scratched his head:

Dad, Mom, how are you? You're probably nagging me again about why I haven't called. It's not that I don't want to call, it's that hearing your voices makes me lose the courage to go all in.

“I remember when I was little, I always loved to follow behind my dad and watch him fix bicycles. He said, ‘You have to be like the chain of a bicycle. No matter how hard it is, you have to grit your teeth and keep turning in order to move forward.’ Dad, I have always followed your teachings and I have never forgotten them.”

“When I was little, my family was poor, and I was always looked down upon and discriminated against at school. But every time I came home, a bowl of hot soup from my mom could wash away all my grievances. Mom! Thank you, son loves you.”

“I didn’t tell you the truth about this trip to Mars, because I was afraid you would worry. Actually, I was scared too. I was scared that I would never be able to eat Mom’s braised pork again, that I would never be able to drink with Dad again, and that I would never be able to serve you again. But I am Meng Chuan, your son, the leader of the Green Gang, and the Dragon Guardian General of the Dragon Kingdom—someone wants to destroy our family. You know that your son cannot hide.”

"If your son can't come back this time, don't be too sad. Just think of it as me going on a business trip to a faraway place, only this time the trip was a little longer. Take good care of yourselves, Dad, drink less alcohol and spend more time with Mom! Mom, don't always be reluctant to turn on the air conditioner to save electricity. Your health is what I care about most."

"Finally, Mom and Dad, thank you for raising me and teaching me how to be a person. Your son has not disgraced you, nor has he disgraced China."

After saying that, Meng Chuan knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed three times to the camera.

At that moment, the whole world wept.