Charlie nodded. "Good. Thanks for your hard work.”
Porter asked, "By the way, Mr. Wade. There were four martial artists inside. What's their rank? How did they die so tragically?"
Charlie replied indifferently, "One six-star martial artist, two seven-star martial artists, and one eight-star martial artist."
"One eight-star martial artist?!"
Porter's jaw dropped from the shock.
As everyone knew, the highest rank as a martial artist would be eight stars, which correspond to the eight meridian channel. Those with all eight meridian channels connected would be known as eight-star martial artists.
Porter’s current strength was just a little stronger than an eight-star martial artist. He didn't expect to see another eight-star martial artist die so tragically, so seeing it first hand was an incredible shock to him.
Charlie saw Porter’s surprised look and asked, "You didn't expect it, right? How could an eight-star martial artist die so tragically? Even his meridians were broken."
"Yes..." Porter couldn't understand it. "To tell you the truth, I really don't understand how these four martial artists died so miserably... They seemed so strong.
Ordinary people can't even get close to them! Plus, they're bodyguards. They have strong vigilance. The enemy wouldn't have the opportunity to shoot them close up..."
Charlie said coldly, "Porter, this is your arrogance as a martial artist. You always think that martial artists are strong, but you forget that martial artists have a lot of shortcomings too."
Having said that, Charlie asked Porter, "If more than twenty people suddenly appeared at the end of this corridor with nowhere to hide and shot at you, how many rounds do you think you can survive?"
Porter said solemnly, "I think I'll notice them before they appear. After all, they aren't eight-star martial artists. They can't hide their breathing and movement.”
Charlie asked again, "What if the enemy attacks when the concert's about to start? It’s noisy outside, especially with the loud explosions and sound effects of a cosmic war. Can you still sense their breathing and movements ahead of time?" "Um..." Porter's face stiffened. After a while, he said regretfully, "If that's the case, I may not be able to do it..."
Charlie shook his head. "No. He's not entirely dead."
Then, Charlie turned to Kathleen and said," Miss Fox, I've heard that many terminally ill rich people in the United States will freeze themself before they die with the hope that future technology can cure them. Is there such a thing?"
Kathleen replied, "It’s quite common here, Mr. Wade. The richest men have invested in freezing centers. If they can't be treated with modern medical means, they will freeze themself. Among the rich, this is called the future hibernation plan. They hope someday, they'll be awakened and cured."
Kathleen added, "The freezing center uses liquid nitrogen to maintain the human temperature at about minus two hundred degrees Celsius. They have performed many biological experiments, but all of them have failed. With the current level of technology, those who are frozen can’t be awakened yet. People are just taking it as the last hope.”
Charlie asked, "Does the Fox family have a similar freezing center?"
"We have." Kathleen nodded. "Grandpa invested in one ten years ago. It's still in operation."
Charlie nodded and pointed at Merlin, and told Kathleen, "Please make the arrangements to send Merlin hammy over there and freeze him."
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