Chapter 117: Accepting the Conditions

Qin Hao's words caused an uproar among everyone.

Space environment? Enhanced drug efficacy?

The limit of human lifespan is not just adding a few decades!

Every word struck deep into the hearts of everyone present.

If the previous life-extending elixir was what they desired, then what Qin Hao is describing now could very well be the path to longevity,

Or even... immortality?

This has been the ultimate dream that has lingered in the hearts of all emperors, generals, heroes, and outstanding figures since the dawn of human civilization.

At this moment, it is no longer an illusory myth, but a future within reach!

Inside the venue, a deathly silence.

Everyone's breathing slowed half a beat, their brains momentarily crashing from processing this news.

Even the Yingjiang Guo general who had been the loudest earlier fell silent now.

Qin Hao calmly sat back down beside Luo Lao under everyone's gaze.

Luo Lao scanned the dispirited national leaders below and said:

"Our terms have been made clear. We Yanhuang Guo never force anyone."

"You all surely understand that the production capacity of the life-extending elixir remains limited even after a technological breakthrough."

"Our own domestic demand from over a billion compatriots is not yet fully met; being able to share what we have with you is already our utmost sincerity."

These words sound considerate, but are actually a ruthless move.

Put plainly: take it or leave it—we ourselves don't have enough! If you don't want it, there are plenty lining up.

As for the life-extending elixir, everyone present was moved.

They wished they could sign the agreement immediately and get the elixir in hand.

But the conditions are also very harsh.

Hesitation, pain, struggle—various emotions were clearly written on each representative's face.

Luo Lao saw through their thoughts and added another sentence.

"You need not rush to give an answer now; I will give you three days to discuss it thoroughly."

"After three days, I hope we can reach an agreement; if you miss this chance, who knows when you'll get another opportunity to negotiate."

Having said that, he directly announced: "Today's summit ends here."

Clean and decisive, leaving no room for bargaining.

……

The meeting ended, but the storm it stirred has only just begun.

The full recording of the summit, via Yanhuang Guo's official channels, uncut, was broadcast simultaneously worldwide.

When Luo Lao's harsh conditions and Qin Hao's remarks about "unverified" spread worldwide, the entire internet exploded.

In Yingjiang Guo, a small tavern, the television was repeatedly playing clips from the summit.

A wrinkled old veteran slammed his cup on the table in excitement.

"Exchange! Why not exchange! Damn global hegemony! Can it let me live twenty more years? I'm willing to trade all our state's Y-35 fighter jets for a vial of the elixir! I want to see my great-granddaughter get married!"

Across from him, a young man in a suit, face flushed, retorted:

"Grandpa! This is our nation's dignity! How can we bow to Yanhuang Guo? This is disgrace!"

"Disgrace?!"

The old veteran sprang to his feet, pointing at the young man's nose and cursed:

"My best brother died on that damned battlefield at nineteen! Tell me, what is disgrace? Living is the ultimate dignity!"

In the tavern, most people applauded the old veteran's words warmly.

"Exactly! Screw the hegemony! I want to survive!"

"If the president dares to refuse, we'll storm his residence and drive him out!"

In Gaoluoji Guo, an ordinary household.

The family gathered before the TV, watching news of Yanhuang Guo's elderly heroes whose hair turned black and who were reborn, and they wept uncontrollably.

The lady of the house clasped her hands before the screen, continually praying:

"Mr. President, please, agree to them! My mother is already eighty-five; she can't wait! We're willing to give up everything, as long as she can live a few more years!"

Similar scenes unfolded in every corner of the world.

The people's will has never been so united.

Before the ultimate temptation of "living another few decades, or even longer," so-called national dignity, military hegemony, and political stance all appear pale and powerless.

Online, a massive global petition campaign spontaneously organized.

The topic "I'm willing to trade technology and resources for life" topped all global social media hot-search lists within just a few hours.

Public opinion, like a mountain roar and sea surge, completely drowned out all opposing voices.

For the leaders of all nations, these three days were the most grueling of their political careers.

They hardly needed to hold meetings to discuss.

Because there was only one answer.

Either they yield to public opinion, surrender to Yanhuang Guo for the elixir, securing their positions and gaining longer life for themselves,

Or they refuse the terms, then be torn apart by their own enraged populace, ultimately aging and dying in despair.

This is fundamentally not a multiple-choice question but a giveaway.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The world's gaze once again focused on Yanhuang Guo's capital.

At nine o'clock on the third morning.

On the official website of the Yanhuang Guo Ministry of Foreign Affairs, updates began to appear at a rate of once per minute, releasing the latest news.

【Great Britain, formally sent a letter, fully accepting the conditions of the Global Life Community Plan.】

【France, formally sent a letter, fully accepting all clauses of the Global Life Community Plan.】

【Germany, formally sent a letter……】

【Island Country, formally sent a letter……】

One after another, news items were announced.

The once-proud great powers now vied with each other, fearing that if they submitted late they would end up at the back of the queue.

Finally, the name that the whole world had been waiting for appeared.

【Yingjiang Guo, likewise accepting the cooperation terms!】

When this news was announced, the entire world fell completely silent.

The old era, at this moment, fell with the emergence of a longevity elixir.

Hundred Palaces, inside the Presidential Office.

Weier hung up the phone authorizing the submission of credentials, his strength seemingly drained, and he slumped weakly into the chair.

He lost, and lost utterly.

But strangely, besides endless fatigue, his heart also felt a hint of relief, as if a burden had been lifted.

He turned his head and looked out the window.

The sunlight was just right; perhaps being able to enjoy this scenery for several more decades wouldn't be bad.

Three days later, at the main hall of the National Conference Center.

When the heads of state and representatives from around the world took their seats again, the atmosphere in the hall had completely changed from three days prior.

This time, they came to sign the contract bringing their own chips.

On the stage, Qin Hao remained seated calmly in the center, his expression tranquil, his gaze deep. He looked at those faces that once called the wind and rain on the world stage, then at their current demeanor, and felt a secret satisfaction.