It was dawn, and Darryl Nelson had just gotten up.
He couldn't wait to know the situation over there, so he immediately called his confidant, the chairman of the World Mercenary Association, Harrell Gordon.
At the training ground, a temporary generator had been set up, and the surveillance cameras had been restored, allowing a clear view of everything inside the training ground.
"How is it? Is the final winner Yang Fan?"
"Yes, it's him." Harrell Gordon never expected, with the situation practically being a Sky Net that night, how this kid survived. Not only did he survive, but he also won in the end. Is he even human?
"Alright." Darryl Nelson had anticipated this result, so he wasn't surprised. "Follow the established procedure, temporarily stabilize Yang Fan, and ensure he doesn't leave Xize Island no matter what this time."
