Chapter 1882: Battle of Faith 1

A clamor erupted, and the image projected in the sky suddenly changed.

On the top floor of the building, the two Fourth Stage Awakened Ones standing behind Jiang Haochen hurriedly reminded their leader.

"Boss! The meeting has started!!"

Ignoring his subordinates' reminder, Jiang Haochen stared fixedly at his private message inbox at this very moment.

He deleted and revised repeatedly, over and over.

He feared coming on too strong, yet also feared Lin An wouldn't understand!

After who knows how many revisions, he finally sent a message that wouldn't lose face:

【Lin An, I'm Jiang Haochen! You must have heard my name! I know your situation—perhaps only I can help you!】

After sending it, he dared not look; in the agonizing wait, Jiang Haochen slowly closed his eyes and waved his hand for everyone to be quiet.

He didn't care what Andre had to say at all.

One could tell with their toes that once North America united the world, they would surely move against the Huaxia theater and eliminate Long An!

And as the former strongest, Lin An left too deep an impression on the global survivors! Andre wants to establish his supreme authority, so Lin An must die!

Thus, he, who proudly boasted of his Huaxia bloodline deep down, had long prepared to fight these white-skinned pigs to the bitter end.

No matter how Lin An had been in the past, how many opposed him! At least Lin An's veins carried the same blood as his—he's one of us!

"Lin An! If you've got the guts, refuse me again!"

"Now all of Hua Guo, no… the whole world fears being associated with you! Your situation is total isolation, everyone shouting to beat you!"

"If nothing unexpected happens! Among the global Fourth Stage, only I dare help you! You definitely need power, definitely need someone to step forward and support you!"

As if cheering himself up, in just a few short seconds Jiang Haochen couldn't help but glance at his private message again.

He felt uneasy.

To be honest, he himself didn't know why he was doing this.

Perhaps it was obsession, perhaps it was unwillingness! Something he himself hadn't realized—deep down he had always longed for Lin An's approval!

Repeatedly ignored, this had even become his inner demon!

The wait was agonizing, each day felt like a year.

Just as Jiang Haochen steeled himself to send another message, a private notification tone he had never heard before suddenly rang out!

"He replied!?"

"Lin An replied to me!?"

Like winning the lottery, Jiang Haochen was so excited he almost jumped up, completely unaware his reaction had already turned somewhat deviant.

An excited burst of laughter even startled the nearby crowd of Third Stage individuals.

Unheeding of his own loss of composure, Jiang Haochen suppressed his excitement, feigned calm, and opened the message.

But soon, after seeing the brief question mark in the private message, his expression instantly stiffened.

"A question mark!?"

"Why did Lin An send me a question mark!? Did he not understand what I was saying!? Or does he simply not remember me!?"

"Impossible! I performed so outstandingly in the physique trial—Lin An has no reason to forget me!"

Almost like he'd lost his mind, Jiang Haochen trembled all over, not knowing whether from anger or something else. He quickly sent Lin An his title ranking, as if striving to prove himself, even disregarding the need to hide his biggest secret!

"No way! I must not let Lin An look down on me! He surely doesn't know how strong I am now!"

Over the Pacific.

Lin An, already halfway to the Egypt theater, slightly furrowed his brows, looking puzzled at the newly added seventeen private messages.

"Jiang Haochen? Seems like the Four Emperors from my past life?"

Without stopping his flight, Lin An merely gave a somewhat speechless look at those rather "childish" messages.

He glanced through them all at once.

To be honest, he really found it hard to connect the sender with the Four Emperors of his past life.

"You think I need help? You just want to prove yourself in front of me?"

Lin An chuckled lightly, feeling no particular resentment in his heart.

Although Jiang Haochen appeared arrogant, his initiative was commendable. Mustering the courage to contact him at this time also counts as being a 'good person'.

Noticing Jiang Haochen's self-revealed Meme talent, Lin An also sparked a bit of interest.

"When I return from Egypt, perhaps we can chat."

After sending that, Lin An paid no further attention.

A Fourth Stage is of little use to him, but controlling Memes gave him an idea.

Meanwhile.

Almost the instant he received Lin An's reply, Jiang Haochen hurriedly opened it.

But soon, upon seeing the content in Lin An's message about returning from Egypt, he was startled.

Although he had acted somewhat overly eager in front of Lin An, he was no fool!

"Returning from Egypt!? Lin An is going to the meeting!? He intends to go alone!?"

"Damn it! Is this guy crazy!?"

One could almost guess what Lin An was planning.

Given his "understanding" of Lin An, he naturally knew Lin An's bones were extreme arrogance and domineering nature!

This might be...!

Jiang Haochen subconsciously looked up at the projected image in the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He seemed to have already seen the upcoming battle!

Western Hemisphere, morning time: ten o'clock sharp.

California Penerton Base.

The noise was deafening; as one of the largest military bases in North America, over 100,000 Awakened Ones gathered densely, looking up at the sky.

In the eyes of everyone looking up at the sky, pride filled their gaze, a tsunami of cheers.

In the globally broadcast footage, the opening scene showed Andre leading the global Fourth Stage, holding the opening ceremony.

Over a million Third Stage and a large number of Fourth Stage rose into the air together, a shocking scene like the descent of myriad gods, truly making these North American Awakened Ones' blood boil.

Although after reaching Third Stage Awakened Ones can control spiritual energy and fly.

But the sight of the super legion formed from global power flying together still shocked all survivors worldwide.

To display power, in the footage, a hundred Fourth Stage led by Andre jointly unleashed their own rules, forming a heavenly-reaching light pillar above Egypt; under the distortion and fusion of rules, this spectacle could be seen even in space.

"So powerful! This is our strength! Lord Andre is the light of hope for humanity!"

"This world will ultimately have to rebuild civilization under our North American leadership, not those yellow-skinned monkeys!"

"Kill those Asians! When will Lord Andre declare war?!"

In the midst of excited shouting, the North American Awakened Ones inside the base did not hide their excitement.

Although Andre nominally claimed to be forming the Earth Federation to jointly resist the Apocalypse,

but everyone clearly knows that the so-called federation will inevitably be controlled by the North American theater, meaning they will unify the globe!

Honor and disgrace shared.

Compared to being previously stepped on by Asia—no, should say by the Huaxia theater looked down upon, Andre becoming the strongest is exactly what they most want to see.

As Gao Tian thought, no matter how many trials humanity has endured after the Apocalypse, each nation and each ethnicity still retains the estrangement from before the Apocalypse.

No survivor from any theater wishes to see another country above them; ethnic, national, cultural conflicts and even hatred are contradictions that cannot be resolved no matter what.

"The people of Long An certainly didn't dare show up! Look, even their former allies have abandoned them!"

"How could they possibly appear! Don't say they aren't qualified to join the federation! Their leader Lin An is probably hiding in some corner, trembling with fear!"

"Oh God, pity that poor little guy—I can imagine him crying helplessly! Hahahaha!"