Universe's Ultimate BOSS Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Chapter 290 This Isn't Weighing On My Conscience, Is It!? (3 updates)

Tianbei University Main Campus, inside a villa.

Wang Hao yawned as he sat at the dining table, starting to enjoy his breakfast.

“Big Brother, these are the clothes you'll wear for your birthday today.” Chen Yao pushed a cart filled with various high-end suits.

“Big Brother, I hired a chef from an eight-star hotel to cook for your banquet. How does the menu look!?” Qian Wanyang handed a menu over to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao glanced at the menu and immediately sprayed a mouthful of milk out.

On it was written: Abalone Juice with Fresh Spirit, 100 interstellar coins.

Renowned Garlic Ribs, 200 interstellar coins.

Assorted Fried Fish Maws, 300 interstellar coins.

Prime Ginseng with Plum Blossoms, 300 interstellar coins.

“Are you alright, Big Brother!?” Qian Wanyang quickly passed a napkin to Wang Hao.

“Cough cough…”

Wang Hao wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth and said in distress, “Qian Wanyang, I thought you knew me best, but it turns out you still don't understand me.”

Qian Wanyang tentatively asked, “Big Brother, are these dishes too expensive!?”

Wang Hao slapped the table and stood up indignantly, “Do I, the second in command of Skyfire Company, care about money!?”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao shook their heads in fright.

Wang Hao sighed and said, “Actually, I can't blame you guys. Who told you to spend so much time with a young and capable boss like me, giving you the impression that all successful people are young, right!?”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao exchanged looks, still not grasping what Wang Hao was trying to convey.

Wang Hao angrily slapped each of his underlings on the face, “What I mean is, while it's true that the guests coming today are all successful individuals, they are all older than me. If you feed them all this rich food, what if they get 'the three highs'? Aren't you making me feel guilty!?”

Chen Yao was dumbfounded, this boss was so pompous!

Clearly, he was complaining about the expensive dishes, but in the end, he made it sound so high-class, with an air of concern for the guests. It was truly admirable!

Qian Wanyang quickly caught on to Wang Hao's intentions and said, “Big Brother, I'll go talk to the kitchen right away. For your birthday this year, we will focus on health, put aside the killing, and eat vegetarian together.”

Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction and sat down to eat the super luxurious breakfast that was air-freighted over early in the morning, costing a thousand interstellar coins per serving.

Lingling, sitting on a sofa not too far away, couldn't help but shake her head. She found that ever since she became Wang Hao's personal driver, the worldview she had held since she was young was slowly crumbling.

Tianbei University, on a square filled with many dining tables, with waiters busily laying tableware.

Meanwhile, a group of students gathered around, buzzing with discussion.

“Have you heard? Wang Hao is planning to hold his eighteenth birthday celebration.”

“Who's Wang Hao!? Can an eighteenth birthday even be considered a big celebration!?”

“Fuck, you don't know who Wang Hao is!?”

“I've been out on missions recently and only got back today.”

“I see, let me tell you, Wang Hao is the grandson of the university president.”

“The president's grandson!?”

“And the presidents of the other three major universities are all his mentors.”

“Not just that! I've got insider information that Wang Hao is the youngest Marshal in the Military Department.”

“Damn, are you guys sure you're not joking?!”

“I wish I were joking, but this comes straight from the mouths of the four university presidents.”

“Holy shit, where's Wang Hao? I want to worship him as my big boss.”

“Dude, I advise you not to go. The conditions to be Wang Hao's underling are just too bizarre; I'm afraid you can't handle it!”

“Bizarre? How bizarre?!”

“Just a few days ago, Wang Hao put up a billboard that said if you want to be his underling, you must give up your balls.”

“Give up your balls? What does that mean?!”

“It means you stand there, then he shoots your balls to smithereens, and thus you become his underling.”

“Damn it! Are you messing with me?!”

“No messing, the whole school knows about it now, but not a single soul dares to try.”

Just then, Wang Hao walked over with his two underlings, Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, all of them dressed in very festive attire, wearing red suits.

Little White, who was also sitting on Wang Hao's shoulder, had been fitted with a special mini red suit as well.

“Boss, the four presidents said they had something else today and couldn't come, but they've sent their gifts,” Qian Wanyang whispered.

Wang Hao curled his lips, “Something else, huh? I bet they're all just excuses!”

Chen Yao rolled his eyes. That goes without saying, doesn't it? Of course, they're excuses!

Wang Hao didn't consider that an elder coming to celebrate the birthday of a junior would be tantamount to unnecessarily acknowledging the junior as being a generation above oneself!

This was all because today's guests didn't know Wang Hao's real age; otherwise, no one would have come.

“By the way, what did these four geezers gift me?” Wang Hao asked curiously.

Qian Wanyang, with visible envy, said, “The four presidents each gave you a different type of Thunder Element: there's Light Thunder that enhances speed, Violent Thunder that boosts attack, Saint Thunder that heals injuries, and Heavenly Thunder for protection.”

“Four types of Thunder Element?!” Wang Hao's eyes suddenly brightened. Skyfire Company had prepared Heavenly Divine Thunder for him, and once he absorbed the Heavenly Divine Thunder, he could absorb all four of these Thunder Elements.

With speed, attack, healing, and protection attributes all in one, the thought was simply intoxicating!

Chen Yao then said, “Moreover, the four presidents also said they would help you connect with ten thousand graduating geniuses, getting them to join your Ace Army.”

“Got it!” Wang Hao nodded, “After my eighteenth birthday celebration ends, I'll go into seclusion to cultivate for two days. You need to spread the word that I'm selling official positions, especially to those super-rich tycoons, they must be notified.”

“Boss is going into seclusion?!” Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were both stunned, as this was the first time they had heard Wang Hao take the initiative to say he would enter seclusion to practice.

“The Ancient Ruins event is about to start, many Martial Kings will be entering, and just to be safe, I must strengthen my Cultivation,” Wang Hao sighed helplessly. He really didn't want to practice; it was both tiring and boring.

“Ancient Ruins!!” The two underlings' eyes lit up instantly. They had no expectations of accessing the Ancient Ruins themselves, but if Wang Hao could obtain the Inheritance Crystal from within, did that mean they too could become Dual Attribute Martial Artists?!

With that in mind, the two underlings hit their chests and assured, “Don't worry, boss! We will definitely pass the message to every single super-rich individual in the interstellar federation.”

Wang Hao nodded, fairly confident in his underlings' abilities.

Just then, spaceships began to slowly descend from the sky.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao's hearts leapt to their throats, hoping that after these people saw Wang Hao celebrating his big day, they would remain rational and resist making a fuss…

Chapter end

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