At the heart of the Empire stood a towering structure symbolizing absolute power and authority.This majestic building,like the Empire's beating heart,was surrounded by endless energy veins,interconnected with the very life network of the planet.Its peak pierced the clouds,as if conversing with the stars,exuding an aura of solemnity and invulnerability.It was more than a symbol of the Empire's power;it was where the fates of billions were decided—the Throne of Fate,the center of the Empire's political and genetic decisions.
Inside this grand symbol of power and decision-making,the atmosphere in the massive meeting room was heavy.Countless holographic data streams floated in the air;every policy and plan was discussed and formulated here.The walls were adorned with ancient Imperial symbols,representing centuries of unchanging dominance.
Seated around the long table were the most powerful individuals in the Empire—the Super Politicians.Almost all of them had undergone genetic modification,becoming"intellectual enhancers."Through these modifications,they had gained intelligence and cognitive abilities far beyond that of ordinary humans.Their enhanced neural systems allowed them to process vast amounts of complex data in mere moments.They could easily analyze economic figures,military intelligence,and make political decisions that would take normal people months or even years to calculate.
A faint hum of data processing filled the room,and the eyes of every Super Politician reflected the glow of flickering data from their holographic displays.Their expressions were stern,their gazes sharp as blades,missing not a single fluctuation in the numbers.Every proposal was meticulously calculated and thought through,resulting in the most efficient decisions—decisions that would shape the Empire's operations and even determine the balance of power across the stars.
These were no ordinary politicians.They were elite minds elevated by genetic modification.Their intellect had been enhanced,giving them cognitive and analytical powers that surpassed human limits.Complex economic models could be comprehended in seconds,and seemingly unsolvable political dilemmas were swiftly deconstructed into countless scenarios in their minds,allowing them to select the optimal solution.
With the genetic enhancements providing intellectual superiority,these Super Politicians held firm control over the Empire's policy-making,economic planning,and technological advancements.Their every move determined the future of billions.In their presence,ordinary humans were insignificant—no matter how hard they tried,they could never challenge the positions of these genetically superior elites.The Empire functioned like a flawless machine,and the Super Politicians were its master operators.
At the far end of the room stood a unique chair,known as the Seat of Endless Power—the exclusive throne of the Supreme Leader.This was no ordinary chair;it was crafted by the finest artisans of the Empire,symbolizing the unparalleled status of its occupant.Made of obsidian-like material,the high-backed chair resembled an insurmountable mountain.The armrests were intricately carved with the Empire's totem,with dark golden patterns faintly glowing under the soft light,as if the chair itself radiated an invisible authority and pressure.From this throne,one had a perfect vantage point to oversee the entire meeting room,like a guardian and overseer of the Empire.Whenever the Super Politicians entered,their gazes would inevitably fall on that chair,feeling a mix of fear and reverence.It wasn't just a seat;it embodied Ming Rong's absolute control over power.It was a constant reminder that no one could rival him—he was the Supreme Leader of the Empire,Ming Rong,one of the few individuals in the Ultra Sound Sequence,with genes that even current technology could not destroy.He was also the founder and ruler of this era,his age a mystery to all.
A faint smile curled at the corner of Ming Rong's lips,though it held no warmth.Instead,it was filled with mockery and disdain,as if everyone in the meeting room were merely pawns in his game.Every expression conveyed an air of arrogance and indifference,as though nothing could shake his confidence or inner strength.To the Super Politicians seated at the table,rulers of the Empire's external affairs,they were sovereigns in their own right.But to Ming Rong,they were little more than inflated puppets.
Ming Rong's form was imposing and muscular,and even under his flowing robe,the power in his physique was unmistakable.His broad shoulders and upright posture gave every movement a sense of undeniable strength.Even a casual tap on his leg exuded a latent intimidation,as though a predator holding the power of life and death could tear apart its prey with a single motion.His demeanor,though seemingly relaxed,held an underlying defiance and menace.Even seated in the shadows,his presence could not be ignored.
"Heh,did you hear?Another batch of top-tier genetic sequences was discovered during this round of testing,"his voice was low,laced with a chilling undertone,as though each word deliberately danced on the edge of frost.His gaze swept lightly over the room,carrying a trace of derision.Seated in the shadowed corner of the meeting room,it was as if he had isolated himself from the surrounding light,becoming a lone,powerful entity.The once-dominant Super Politicians seemed to shrink under Ming Rong's natural pressure,their speech choked by an invisible force.Despite their enhanced intelligence and ability to handle complex decision-making,they were utterly subdued in his presence.The once-active flow of data seemed to stall,and even the soft hum of the room's machinery became nearly imperceptible.
His colleagues remained silent.Though they wielded control over the Empire's policies and future,they knew full well Ming Rong's unassailable position within the Empire.He wasn't just one of the highest-ranking individuals—his ruthless methods and brutal efficiency made him a nightmare for many.When Ming Rong appeared,the air grew thick with an invisible weight,and everyone instinctively fell quiet.
Ming Rong wasn't in any hurry to speak further.He surveyed the room,his mere presence like a sword hanging over their heads,ready to fall and decide their fates.His smile was laced with an unspoken message:In this room,it is I who truly control everything.