Four months later.

February 16, 2021.

Yanjing is already very cold, dripping water turns into ice. For most Yanjing people, this cold cold is unbearable, but for Dai Bingcheng, a Pingyang person, this winter is no different from the cold winters he spent in Pingyang before.

Well, if you have to say something different, then even his memory needs to stay in this winter and last for a long time.

He had made all preparations - it started a month ago. The hibernation technology of this era is not as convenient as in the novel. During this month, he had not eaten solid food, but only drank special nutrient solution. In addition to the nutrient solution, he had to inject many drugs. Those drugs gradually weakened his body and his thinking gradually became dull.

If it weren't for the people who did these jobs were his chosen confidants, and the emperor and the Ying family had always expressed considerable concerns about this matter, he would really suspect that those people wanted to kill him with chronic poison.

His body hair had been completely removed, which made him feel as if he had been stripped of his clothes and was slaughtered. This feeling was not good at all, so he picked up the documents in front of him again.

With an electronic paper in his hand, he felt much more at ease - he was still responsible for the affairs of Southern Luzon this month, which made him feel that he was still strong and powerful, rather than a critically ill patient who was about to enter a "fake death".

When he saw somewhere, he frowned slightly and said to the secretary behind him: "What's going on in Venezuela? Stalemate?"

The secretary replied in accordance with the copy in his hand: "In the agreement, the Luzon should have garrisoned troops there. But the size of the garrison slightly exceeded the predetermined standard. There was probably an additional reorganized battalion. Considering that the Philippines had given them the agreement, we were negotiating with them."

Dai Bingcheng frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, he said, "Don't care about the details. It doesn't matter. The most important thing is not to have conflicts - as long as they don't cross the former Colombian border, everything is easy to talk about."

But the secretary didn't reply.

So Dai Bingcheng lowered his face and said "Yes".

However, the secretary still didn't reply. So he pulled away the drip on his arm and turned his head with difficulty - but saw the young emperor taking over the position of the former secretary.

He tried to get up from the wheelchair, but the emperor smiled and pressed his shoulder: "No gift."

Then the emperor walked up to him, sat down on the chair opposite, and smiled and said, "Mr. Ying also wants to come. But you said before that you didn't want too many people to see what happened today, so I took him back. I'll see you by myself."

Dai Bingcheng quickly supported himself, lowered his head and bowed, saying, "This kind of place... is not what you should come to. I am afraid."

The emperor waved his hand with a smile.

Dai Bingcheng looked at the documents in his hand and quickly added: "There is actually an agreement on the matter about Venezuela--"

The emperor still waved his hand with a smile: "I shouldn't ask about political affairs, and you don't have to explain to me. Who else should you trust if you don't trust?"

Dai Bingcheng nodded silently. But the emperor took the document from him. After a brief glance, he said, "But you handled it right. We are allies. You can't be impatient at this time. You can't give up long-term interests for small profits. Besides, you have a good relationship with Li Zhen."

Dai Bingcheng coughed uneasyly: "Your Majesty. This has nothing to do with personal feelings, it is indeed..."

Unfortunately, the emperor didn't seem to have planned to let him finish a complete sentence today and hand over the documents in his hands. He shook his head: "Just just jokes. In fact, I have a good personal relationship with Li Zhen. That's a pretty good young man. Our future... is all in his hands."

This time Dai Bingcheng didn't say anything. In fact, he was very surprised by the emperor's last words - the emperor shouldn't say that, and anyone who is within the leadership of an empire shouldn't say that - that would be too arbitrary and he also took Southern Luzon too seriously.

It is indeed an ally, but the most powerful person in the world is still the empire.

The emperor stood up and walked to Dai Bingcheng's ear and bent down. Dai Bingcheng was also surprised by this behavior. He felt that today's emperor was a little unusual.

Then he heard the emperor whisper: "Li Zhen supports you, and I support you too. I can see the future - you and Li Zhen are important."

Then the emperor stood up, patted his shoulder with his backhand, and left silently.

Dai Bingcheng was stunned for a while - thinking about what the emperor said just now. But his thinking had long become dull due to the effects of the medicine, so although there was always a thought wandering in his mind, he could not grasp it.

He thought about it for half an hour until the staff came in and whispered to him: "General, the time is up."

Only then was he surrounded by a group of people and pushed to another room.

In that room, he saw the nutritional compartment used for hibernation. But it was not the simple style of a few years ago, it became larger. In the past, the nutritional compartment required people to lie in, but now this one is an upright, transparent cylinder. It is said that this can keep the human body upright and suspended in it during hibernation, which can effectively prevent muscle atrophy.

However, it wasn't just him who jumped in, he had to undergo surgery first.

Lying on the operating table, he saw the shadowless lamp above his head for the first time in his life. It was not humans who performed surgery on him, but instead he was a hanging robot with more accurate cuts.

The moment he saw the needle slowly pierce the vein of his left arm, Dai Bingcheng felt unprecedentedly nervous - because this was the first time in his life that he had completely handed himself over to some other people. No matter what happened during this period, he could do nothing.

At this moment, he is no longer the King of Bronze or one of the cabinet masters. He is just a critically ill patient.

As many times before, this tension made his mind wake up unprecedentedly. Just as the anesthetic circulates throughout his body with the blood circulation and his mind is about to lose consciousness, he finally grabbed the thought in his mind.

Emperor, he actually is...

But the amazement paused here. Dai Bingcheng closed his eyes and more mechanical arms stretched over. Pipelines after pipe were inserted into his body, and ten liters of mixed drugs were injected into his blood vessels. He lay there quietly to accept all this, occasionally his hands and feet would twitch slightly.

Finally, his body was gently lifted up and placed into the huge nutritional compartment. Then more pipelines were connected with his body. After everything was completed, the hatch closed and four balls of ice-like white mist were sprayed out.

A staff member finally confirmed everything, pressing the green buttons on his hand with a solemn expression on his face.

A low buzzing sound rang out throughout the room, and the temperature in the nutritional compartment dropped to minus 126 degrees Celsius within 0.01 seconds. However, the nutrient solution in the compartment remained in liquid state, and at this moment it had filled all Dai Bingcheng's organs.

So near the suburbs of Yanjing, 59 meters deep underground, the former Bronze King began to sleep forever. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!