I handed over the game to the gaming industry, and the government gave me a hacked version.

Chapter 503 Can you really cultivate immortality?

The projector in the center of the conference room switched instantly.

The pink vortex in North America has disappeared, replaced by a visually stunning ultra-high-definition live feed.

All the representatives present, including the arrogant Jensen just moments before, had their pupils constrict sharply and their breath catch in their throats the moment they saw the image.

The scene depicts a vast basin surrounded by mountains.

A vast city sits nestled among the mountains.

Red tiles and white walls, flying eaves and upturned corners, every brick and stone exudes a lustrous glow.

Rows of heavy multiple rocket launcher vehicles were lined up densely, their muzzles all raised, pointing straight to the sky.

The missile launch silos were all open, revealing the chilling warheads inside.

The imagery, which blends classical and modern elements simultaneously, is extremely impactful.

"Oh God..." The French representative's pen rolled off his hand, making a crisp sound in the silent conference room.

"What is this? A holographic projection? Or a movie special effect?" Jason gripped the table tightly with both hands, his body leaning forward involuntarily.

No one answered him.

In the scene, a faint beam of light stands out.

Like the light of a cluster of stars slowly descending.

Within that pillar of light, atop the magnificent central building's dome, sat a person.

He was a young man.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

The night wind howled, and his long black robe fluttered in the wind.

The robe was not decorated with intricate patterns, but rather with tiny starlight.

With each breath, the starlight seemed to come alive, flowing slowly across the fabric, as if a dazzling galaxy were draped over his body.

Beneath this apocalyptic vortex of destruction, the young man remained as still as an ancient, timeless sculpture.

Without making any movement, it exuded an aura of power that made people want to worship it.

"Immortal... Immortal?" The representative from the country stammered out the two words, his legs went weak, and he slid directly from the chair onto the carpet.

Prince Abdullah swallowed hard, muttering to himself, "Zhao... is this your Chinese trump card?"

"You...can you really cultivate immortality?"

Representative Zhao resumed his gentle smile.

He picked up the thermos, gently blew on the tea leaves to open them, and took a sip.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must trust science." Representative Zhao put down his cup, his tone chillingly calm. "This is just the latest development of our National Academy of Building Research... an antique-style eco-friendly building complex."

This is a fucking antique-style eco-friendly building complex!

Jason almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Which eco-friendly building houses an army? Which eco-friendly building has a living deity draped in the Milky Way sitting atop it?

But at this moment, all doubts, anger, and arrogance were shattered by that absolute visual impact.

At this moment, the highest authority of all mankind was forced to accept an absurd yet undeniably true fact.

China has truly mastered the power of the gods.

On the other side, in the Origin Realm, at the Supreme Tower of Hidden Star City.

"boom--"

Chen You's clone kicked open the door of the Supreme Tower, his gaze instantly locking onto Hill.

Bai Yujing was pretending to be an immortal, but inside he was panicking.

The two vortexes in the sky, one purple, wanted to "cultivate together" with him, and the other pink, looked like it was going to devour him.

Can my late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation withstand it?

He was unsure of himself.

We must take the initiative.

According to the expert group's analysis, the most likely thing to break the current deadlock is "the heart of the monarch".

"Oh my, isn't this our world-renowned pioneer of immortality, Boss Chen?"

Hill tossed the wrench in his hand, walked up to Chen You, and said, "I heard that you wiped out an army of 100,000 with a single sword strike in Hidden Star Bay. You were quite the hero."

"Stop trying to get close to me." Chen You picked up the spiritual tea on the table, took a sip, and went straight to the point, "I'm in a hurry, I need to ask you something."

Hill wiped his hands on his apron, then stood up straight: "Since Boss Chen has spoken, I will naturally answer everything I know."

"Which girl have you taken a fancy to? Or have you set your sights on some rare treasure?"

"I want the heart of a king." Chen You stared into her eyes. "Does your Supreme Pavilion have one?"

Hill's smile froze on his face instantly.

Her hopeful and cunning eyes paused for a moment, and she looked at Chen You as if he were a madman.

The air in the private room seemed to freeze.

After what seemed like an eternity, Hill took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "Boss Chen, do you know what you're saying?"

"The Heart of a King? That's the core essence of the Shadow King! In the entire Origin Realm, perhaps only one such heart can be nurtured in a thousand years!"

"Just tell me if you have it or not," Chen You said impatiently, waving his hand.

Last time in the real world, he activated the "Heart of a Monarch," lifted the restrictions, and transformed into a hundred-meter-tall black demon god, flattening the Yasukuni Shrine with a single stomp.

That feeling was absolutely amazing.

Moreover, this incarnation is also related to one's own level and cultivation.

He felt that if he could reactivate his monarchic avatar now, he wouldn't be afraid even if that so-called Great God of the Kingdom came.

If I could get another one, I'd bring it back to reality...

Even if that pretty girl came, she'd just slap her away with a stick.

"No! Absolutely not!" Hill answered decisively. "Even if the Supreme Pavilion possessed such forbidden items, they wouldn't dare sell them! That would invite divine punishment!"

"Stop pretending." Chen You sneered, leaning forward. "Last time I obtained that King's Heart, it leaked from your Supreme Tower's channels, didn't it?"

"You guys can even get your hands on a mythical treasure chest, what's a heart to you?"

Hill's expression changed slightly, and he avoided Chen You's gaze: "That was an accident."

"Besides... do you think that kind of thing has no limitations? You're a cultivator, aren't you afraid of exploding and dying using the Shadow element's essence?"

"Never mind that." Chen You sat down in a chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Name your price. Gold coins are no problem."

He has the confidence.

The national treasury is always open to Li Guoan.

As long as the safety of the real world can be maintained, the country can raise millions of gold coins, let alone tens of thousands.

Director Li, send the money!

Chen You had already started drafting the expense report in his mind.

Hill looked at Chen You's arrogant, nouveau riche face and laughed in exasperation.

"Boss Chen, this isn't about money." Hill turned around, took two steps, and said, "The Heart of the King represents the deepest shadow laws of the Origin Realm."

"The last one has already been used up by you..."

"The laws of the Origin Realm are currently repairing themselves, and it is absolutely impossible for a second one to appear in the short term."

"Really not?" Chen You frowned.

"No, really." Hill turned around, her expression serious. "And..."

"Oh no!"

Chen You slowly raised his head. "It's too late."

Hill paused, then asked, "What? Too late?"

There was no reply; Chen You had already disappeared.