Salute To The General

Later that night, Cross Group's cancer research team moved into the White House and began working with the royal physicians to devise a treatment plan.

As Garrett's condition was considered top secret, they hadn't revealed it to the public.

Even so, word about it had spread around the White House like wildfire.

Kidney cancer was no mild illness, and Garrett would have to go through a long recovery period if his treatment were to be successful. It would leave him so lethargic that he wouldn't be able to focus on his work at all.

Although nobody had brought it up, everyone knew that someone had to take over his position as president.

With that thought in the back of their minds, all sorts of crazy ideas began to surface.

Quite a lot of them wanted to become the next president.

Those that weren't qualified for the position, on the other hand, were busy choosing someone to support. For the latter, picking the presidential candidate to support was like an investment of some sort.

They believed that they would be able to enjoy a life of luxury if the person they supported became the president.

Although there were quite a handful of people who wanted to become the next president, two in particular were the most popular choices among the others.

The first candidate was Zion, the cabinet secretary.

one was Nathan, the

them, many have paid them visits throughout the next

visitors warmly, Nathan preferred to keep a low profile and even seemed a little disgusted by the attention he received. Fang, the commander-in-chief of

and Heptakill were all elite soldiers that Nathan had

the three, Fang was the most capable and could even handle

such, he was the one that Nathan felt the most

them meet me in the study room," Nathan said with a smile when he heard about their arrival. "Yes, sir!" Colin

bright soldiers were lined up in Nathan's study

Cross!" Fang,

as they saluted

filled with excitement as they glanced at Nathan, who

act of visiting Nathan felt like pilgriming for

again. Come, sit. We're like family, so there's no need for such formalities!" "Yes,

Destroyer, and Heptakill then took off their hats as they sat down on the couch beside them. Even when seated, their postures were upright,

any sign

them some tea. "Why didn't you guys tell me in advance that you'd

Brimmopolis just to report to you about work, Chief Cross. Our previous reports were al done through

how the North Army