Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

Dukao followed Li Feifei into the room, and the scene before him was like an exquisite garden painting unfolding.

A slender stream gurgles by, with a few light fallen leaves floating on the water, winding through the staggered rockery.

An elegant pavilion stands beside the stream. Its quaint wooden structure contrasts beautifully with the surrounding greenery, revealing an indescribable elegance and luxury.

In the center of the pavilion, Mo He sat on an exquisite wooden chair with a gentle smile on his face. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance of space and looked directly at Dukao and the other two.

Rui Mengmeng, who was beside him, was pretty and was concentrating on demonstrating the tea art. Her movements were light and skillful, and every detail revealed an extraordinary harmony and beauty.

Although there was still some distance between Mo He and Dukao, their eyes were inevitably intertwined.

They looked at each other silently, their eyes revealing each other's temptation and evaluation, as if they were engaging in a silent battle of the souls.

Soon, Li Feifei led Dukao and the other two through the miniature garden and walked lightly to the pavilion where Mo He was.

She nodded gently to Mo He and said simply, "Boss, the people are here."

Mo He responded with a nod, keeping a gentle smile on his face, then stood up from his seat and walked towards Dukao with steady steps.

Mo He took the initiative to extend his hand and had a firm and friendly handshake with Dukao.

"I guess you are General Dukao. I've heard a lot about you." Mo He's voice revealed respect and enthusiasm.

Dukao was quite surprised by Mohe's attitude. He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "Have you heard of me?"

Mo He smiled and gently pulled Dukao's arm, leading him to sit on another chair in the pavilion, saying, "I heard about it from my old man."

Dukao showed a look of sudden enlightenment on his face, "It turned out to be Mr. Mo!"

"Please sit down!" Mo He invited, his eyes sweeping over Lian Feng and Jace behind Dukao.

After nodding to the two of them, he motioned for them to sit down as well.

So, everyone sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere in the pavilion seemed solemn and harmonious, as if foreshadowing an important dialogue that was about to begin.

Rui Mengmeng, dressed in a sky-blue cheongsam, stood elegantly beside the tea table. Her movements were gentle and skillful as she poured tea for every guest present.

Dukao and Lianfeng had already noticed Rui Mengmeng. After confirming her from close range, their eyes met and they both saw a hint of helpless smile in each other's eyes.

This is the fourth focus target they have encountered today.

I don’t know if there will be a fifth, sixth... or even more. I have to pay close attention to it when I get back.

Mo He observed all this silently with his peripheral vision. He took in everything Dukao and Lianfeng did, but he remained calm the whole time.

"Mengmeng, serve the tea!" He whispered to Rui Mengmeng, with a smile on his face all the time.

"Yes, boss!" Rui Mengmeng responded with a sweet smile. Her movements were as smooth as flowing water, and she poured tea for the three people gracefully.

"Please!" Mo He made an inviting gesture.

Dukao was a man used to big scenes, so he was not restrained. He nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and savored it carefully.

After a moment, he nodded approvingly: "Good tea, the fragrance lingers in your mouth!"

Mo He couldn't help but grin when he heard this compliment. He said with a hearty smile: "Hehe, General Du, I brought this specially from my grandfather to entertain you."

Dukao was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed out loud: "Hahaha!"

The two looked at each other, their laughter echoed in the pavilion, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and pleasant.

The laughter gradually subsided, and Mo He took the initiative to break the relaxed atmosphere. His tone became serious and direct: "General Du is busy with official duties, so let's get straight to the point."

Dukao appreciated Mo He's straightforwardness. He nodded and responded readily, "Okay, then I'll get straight to the point."

He paused for a moment, looked at Mo He sincerely, and said with an unquestionable seriousness: "We are here to invite you to join the Xiongbing Company--"

The words paused for three seconds, and then Dukao's eyes flashed with a deep light, and he then roughly explained the origin of the Xiongbinglian: "Xiongbinglian - means a super company that can match a million Xiongbing.

This is a groundbreaking super project launched by the country to resist the invasion from the Taotie civilization.

Its core is to awaken the Shenhe genes spread on the earth by the Shenhe civilization thousands of years ago, and equip it with advanced dark alloy armor..."

Following Dukao's introduction, Mo He's face gradually showed an expression of understanding, as if it was silently in line with some of his own thoughts in his heart.

Dukao's words gradually fell. He gently took a sip of the fragrant tea and turned his gaze to Mohe again, his eyes full of eager anticipation:

“That’s the situation. Whether it’s the wormhole incident in Tianhe City or the attack by the Taotie, all of this indicates that our Blue Planet is about to face an unprecedented catastrophe.

In the face of this catastrophe, the fate of each of us is closely linked, and no one can stay out of it.

'With great power comes great responsibility', since Mr. Mo has such extraordinary abilities, why doesn't he join the Heroic Army and protect our homeland with us?"

Hearing this, Mo He took a sip of tea and nodded slowly. His expression was calm, as if he had expected all this. "General Du, I already know why you are here. My old man also told me."

Dukao nodded slightly. He had guessed this a long time ago. After all, the matter that Uncle Huang personally inquired about was naturally very important.

But he was not in a hurry to ask, he just stared at Mo He quietly, waiting for him to continue.

As expected, after a brief silence, Mo He pondered for three seconds, and then clearly and firmly stated his decision: "Excuse me, I cannot join the Xiongbing Company."

When Dukao heard this answer, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he understood something in his heart.

In fact, he had already anticipated this answer in his mind, so he was not in a hurry to respond now.

Instead, he slowly sipped the fragrant tea and turned his gaze to Mo He. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts: "So, as a military advisor, what do you think, Mr. Mo?"

Mo He met Dukao's gaze and secretly admired him in his heart, thinking that he was indeed a war maniac.

He was indeed a shrewd fox, who came up with such a suggestion that coincided with his own idea.