Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 499 - 331: The New Sun King_2

His words gained a lot of approval.

Nowadays, the global landscape is vastly different from last century.

As the number of Mutants increases and their collective Strength significantly rises, more Legends and Heavenly Kings emerge each year than the year before. The external threat of the Winged People looms, and although no great war has broken out, the current atmosphere is like the calm before a storm.

It is very likely that we won’t even wait for the next succession of the Sun King.

John Anthony is only 31 years old; assuming he dies a natural death, that would be at least 80 years from now.

The worst-case scenario is that, in this Sun King succession, John Anthony advances directly to become the Shepherd Star Saint!

"We must nip the threat in the bud," declared Champion Earl Huo Keji, "strike first."

"I agree," Zhu Xiaorong raised her hand.

A few others also shared the same point of view, that we must take advantage of the Sun King’s period of weakness to settle the fate of the heavens and the earth in one fell swoop.

Ji Xinghuo refrained from expressing his opinion.

One reason was that his experience was insufficient, and there was no need to hurry in making a statement; the second reason was that he thought this Sun King succession might not be so simple.

Ji Daosheng looked thoughtful and turned to Wu Huai’an.

"Huai’an, what’s your opinion?"

As the highest representative of the military, Marshal Wu Huai’an had a different idea. His pace of speaking was neither hurried nor slow, and his voice was full of magnetism, "The last Sun King succession caught the United States unprepared; this time it might be different."

Xing Lie also said, "The United States Official announcement of the obituary was made today, but it’s not necessarily the case that Christopher died today."

"He made a public appearance last month," Zhu Xiaorong furrowed her brow, "Could it have been someone impersonating him?"

A chill went through the hearts of everyone in the meeting room.

If the Sun King who appeared several times before to dispel rumors was an imposter, it could be that the real Sun King had already died long ago.

Then, it’s very possible that the United States has set a trap, just waiting for the enemy to step into it.

Hiding the news of the Sun King’s death for half a year is not a difficult task.

And the third-generation Sun King, during this half year, could have returned to the Strength of a Heavenly King or even earlier than that, possibly much longer ago.

"I’ve also considered this possibility," Ji Daosheng nodded, "Each generation of Sun King becomes stronger than the last. This time, the Sun King’s power recovery might be faster, and the period might be shorter."

He pointed at John Anthony on the screen.

"This John was transferred to the Federal Air Force Academy two years ago."

"I speculate that young people like him with excellent talents, ideal career matches, and excellent family backgrounds, meeting all the requirements, must have been many who participated in the competition for Sun King succession."

"He may have emerged from a pool of candidates through a rigorous selection process."

"If that’s the case..."

Ji Daosheng’s face showed a touch of concern, "then it’s clear that the United States has made ample preparations for this Sun King succession."

"Leader." Li Hui quickly stood up, "This is a dereliction of duty on my part."

The American Federation secretly selecting candidates for the new Sun King, and the Sword Bureau not receiving any information at all, was indeed unacceptable.

Not a single piece of intelligence on whether the Sun King was dead or alive.

Ji Daosheng did not blame him, "In the past two years, the Sword Bureau has been too distracted by the Qianyuan Association, neglect is inevitable."

Li Hui sat down, feeling ashamed.

At that moment, Wu Huai’an spoke, "Leader, my opinion is to hold our forces in place. The obituary mentions that the new Sun King will make an appearance at Christopher’s funeral; We should send a delegation to attend the state funeral, to subtly assess him."

"Agreed."

Ji Daosheng looked at the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Luo kedding, "Kedding, lead a delegation on my behalf to Saint Louis. Christopher has been my opponent for many years, and though not a friend, his death merits my remembrance."

"Yes, leader," Luo kedding responded loudly.

"We must prepare for both possibilities," Ji Daosheng continued, "On one hand, if this John Anthony has already become a Heavenly King, we stay our hand; on the other hand, if he turns out to be all flash and no bang, then we’ll strike like thunder."

He called out a few names.

"Baoguo, Head of the Execution Chamber, Xiaorong, Yimeng, all of you make preparations in the coming days," Ji Daosheng said with a stern countenance.

"Yes," several Heavenly Kings responded in unison.

"Huai’an, you prepare the military plans," Ji Daosheng turned to Wu Huai’an, "a single strand of hair can move the entire body. If the Sun King were to die, preventing the United States from losing control is imperative; we need to be fully prepared."

"I understand," Wu Huai’an nodded.

Ji Daosheng then issued orders to several departments before dismissing the meeting.

From beginning to end, Ji Xinghuo didn’t speak. He followed Li Hui out of the administrative building and to the Sword Bureau headquarters, where Li Hui became busy, activating Swordsmen lurking in the United States to probe for more intelligence.

Seeing that there was nothing for him to do, Ji Xinghuo returned to the Ether Research Institute.

He continued his cultivation.

For the next two days, the internet was abuzz with all sorts of true and false news and rumors.

The Asia-Pacific Community, aside from its Ministry of Foreign Affairs issuing a statement of condolence and announcing that Luo kedding would lead a delegation to the Sun King’s state funeral, had no other official movements. However, many people sensed an underlying current.

The Sun King’s state funeral was globally broadcasted.

It was daytime in the United States, and night in the Asia-Pacific Community.

Ji Xinghuo watched at home with Zhao Manying. The first half of the super league season had ended in July, and they were entering a two-month summer break, which meant she spent almost every day with Ji Xinghuo.

The solemn and serious state funeral lasted for more than two hours.

On-screen, the world-famous Sun King, Christopher Holling, lay in his coffin, his body still robust, his face calm and serene, but no longer showing any signs of life.

At the end of the funeral, a tall, fit young man with meticulously combed hair and dressed in a black suit took the stage.

Before an audience of United States officials, Heavenly Kings, social elites, including the President, the Speaker, and representatives of various countries, he spoke without any hint of stage fright, his eyes fixed on the camera: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am John Anthony, a citizen of the United States. Today, as the heir to the Sun King, I commemorate Mr. Christopher Holling..."

In that moment, the attention of billions around the globe was on this young man.

John Anthony!

That name instantaneously became known worldwide.

Ji Xinghuo’s first impression of the third generation Sun King on the screen was one of brightness, stature, justice, and an extraordinary aura, as if he had a dazzling halo over his head, despite delivering a speech at a funeral with no trace of darkness.

His speech was clearly well-rehearsed.

His expressions were precisely on point, sorrowful when appropriate, serious when needed, and occasionally he would crack a harmless joke, eliciting laughter and narrowing the distance between himself and the audience and the billions watching.

His posture and hand gestures while speaking were impeccable, and the emotions conveyed in his voice were full and flawless.

Everything was beyond reproach.

If there was only one word to describe him, it would be "perfect!"

He fit the image of the Sun King to a T. Whether or not one was a citizen of the United States, they would feel that this was how the mightiest person on Earth should appear.

Ji Xinghuo watched quietly.

Zhao Manying suddenly said, "This man’s performance is a bit too much, it feels unreal to me."

After merging with the True Eye, not only had her strength greatly increased, she could see many details in everyday, non-combat related aspects that normal people could not perceive or notice.

Sometimes, a glance from her could reveal a wealth of information.

Ji Xinghuo had a similar feeling.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are you saying he is insincere?"

"Insincere isn’t quite right," Zhao Manying frowned prettily, "he’s repressing his own nature, but due to some constraints, he dares not fully reveal it and can only follow the script as he performs."

Ji Xinghuo started to understand.

He said, "To become the Sun King, on his first public appearance, there would definitely be countless people analyzing his micro-expressions to judge his character. He might be deliberately acting this way to create confusion."

"I can’t say for sure, after all, there’s distortion through the screen," Zhao Manying was not certain.

John Anthony’s speech was nearing its end.

Near the conclusion, the new Sun King suddenly announced, "On July 20th, I will lead a delegation on a visit to the New Roman Empire, and will sign up to participate in this session’s Global Marathon in Ivangrad."

At these words, Ji Xinghuo was taken aback, and Zhao Manying’s face showed surprise as well.