Boss Bai took a deep look at Wang Chaoyang, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to age several years instantly. He sighed deeply, "This matter is indeed rather tricky. Previously, due to the number of people and the chaos it caused, I said nothing. But now, everyone here is trustworthy, and some things I must remind you all."
Everyone perked up their ears, faces serious.
Boss Bai stood up, made two clicks, shut down, and then blocked everything around to ensure their conversation would not be transmitted.
After confirming there were no issues, Boss Bai walked to the middle, looked around, and said with earnestness: "To be frank, previously I did not inform the elites under you about this, one reason being to avoid startling the snake, and second, to prevent psychological burdens. The enemies they are facing this time might be more terrifying than imagined."
"The lab they've established is called Atlantis, which is also the Lost Country. Their leader is named Caesar, and I believe everyone can guess their ambition. Although we have some understanding of mutants, it is not thorough, and we can say we know very little."
"Caesar's cunning far exceeds our imagination; it's possible he is no longer on Atlantis Island."
"Boss Bai, what do you mean?"
"If he's truly not there, how can they complete their mission this time?"
A stone stirred a thousand waves.
Boss Bai raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop talking. Once the crowd quieted down, he continued, "This is just a guess. According to the latest investigation results, it is likely that Caesar has already entered the country. Moreover, in the worst-case scenario, he might have already infiltrated the tournament."
Someone drew a cold breath.
In the eyes of the crowd, there was disbelief.
Infiltrated the tournament?
The participants of this tournament were meticulously selected—how could someone infiltrate?
Boss Bai explained, "You need not be nervous or surprised. Caesar's means exceed your imagination. Since he is a mutant, we cannot use ordinary concepts to comprehend him. Much of the conclusions we've drawn are only speculation. Of course, the possibility that Caesar has mixed into the tournament's team is very high, but exactly which team is unknown."
"Boss Bai, if this is true, they will certainly be in danger."
"Should we summon them back immediately?"
Boss Bai shook his head, "Don't worry. I understand the participants in this tournament are your darlings; losing even one would pain you greatly. But in order to lure Caesar out, we have no choice but to take this strategy. Most importantly, this time Lord Grand Protector personally issued an order for the Thirteen Grand Protectors to protect them secretly. Even if Caesar has any schemes, it won't cause too much trouble."
"Thirteen Grand Protectors?"
The crowd was astonished and exchanged glances.
The name of the Thirteen Grand Protectors was too renowned.
Lord Grand Protector's achievements were brilliant, his reputation unmatched.
Though only in his forties, he stands atop the peak and is an existence that people look up to.
Under his command are thirteen elite warriors, each a Half-step Master, just one step away from the Grandmaster Realm.
Whether in wisdom or combat strength, they are unrivaled.
Therefore, these thirteen warriors are affectionately called the Thirteen Grand Protectors, his trump card.
Generally, deploying them is impossible.
Now that they've been deployed, it demonstrates the importance placed on this mission.
Hearing Boss Bai say the Thirteen Grand Protectors have been mobilized, the crowd collectively sighed in relief.
Someone wondered, "Since Lord Grand Protector is willing to deploy the Thirteen Grand Protectors, why not have them directly cut off Caesar's head instead of going to so much trouble?"
Boss Bai shook his head, "If finding Caesar was so easy, we wouldn't need so much trouble. Caesar moves mysteriously; this time, it's about using the tournament to lure him out. Moreover, the Thirteen Grand Protectors dispatched are new—Lord Grand Protector likely wants to train this new Grand Protector."
"Boss Bai, Lord Grand Protector only sent one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors?"
"I heard this newly appointed Grand Protector has only recently been selected by Lord Grand Protector to join the ranks of the Thirteen Grand Protectors."
"Could the rumors be true?"
"Lord Grand Protector truly is formidable, it's a dual-purpose strategy—kill Caesar and train a Grand Protector."
All present were insightful and quickly comprehended Lord Grand Protector's intentions.
The Thirteen Grand Protectors are elites among elites, capable of fighting hundreds or thousands single-handedly.
However, there were rumors recently that the Grand Protector ranked thirteenth had died in battle.
But no one believed such rumors because, in everyone's mind, both Lord Grand Protector and his Thirteen Grand Protectors are undefeated and cannot be killed.
Boss Bai's words made many feel the rumor might indeed be true.
Since the Thirteen Grand Protectors are down to twelve, they must be quickly completed.
And recently, there were reports that Lord Grand Protector personally recruited the new Thirteenth Grand Protector.
If expected correctly, this mission aims to let the new Thirteenth Grand Protector achieve merits, specifically deploying him.
But everyone, despite understanding this deeply, would not speak it aloud.
Because speaking it out loud would be blasphemy against the Thirteen Grand Protectors.
The Thirteen Grand Protectors have titles but no personal names.
They symbolize and represent, even if all die, they will quickly be replenished, and new Thirteen Grand Protectors will inherit the title of the deceased ones.
In the eyes of the nation, the Thirteen Grand Protectors, like Lord Grand Protector, are immortal.
The crowd fell silent.
Boss Bai naturally understood their intentions, cleared his throat, and said, "Today, I'm telling you all this because I want everyone to remember the name of this new Thirteenth Grand Protector. If he kills Caesar, his name will become history; he will no longer be himself but represent a belief. As everyone is here today, let us salute this new Thirteenth Grand Protector with the highest respect!"
As he spoke, Boss Bai stood straight, placing his right hand on his left chest, looking solemn, "His name is Feng Guoguo, let's remember this name. Seven days later, this name will be forgotten, and he will be known as 'Thirteen.'"
Everyone was moved, stood up, placed their right hand on their left chest, "Feng Guoguo! Thirteen!"
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