I only reached the Foundation Establishment stage at eighty years old, and then the system appeared.

Now Amway Group only has one senior leader left, and Yang Hongbo's clone only knows that he ran away to the territory of the Arctic Kimo people.

In fact, the last senior executive of Amway Group is living a carefree life in a high-tech base built under the ice.

This base was actually built with funds raised by several male executives of the Amway Group, costing a total of nearly two billion dollars.

Now, only this one senior executive of Amway Group is left, and the reserves here can support everyone in the base for twenty years.

"Boss, the last two senior executives of the group died last night. You are now the only senior executive left in the entire group."

A man in a black suit with a stern face stood before the leader, bowing slightly as he reported.

The leader sat on a large leather sofa, holding a steaming cup of coffee in his hand, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Very well, those fools finally couldn't hold out. Now, the future of the entire Amway Group is in my hands."

"Chief, although we are currently safe, the enemy is still searching for us everywhere, so we must be on guard."

Another member of the management team, who wore glasses and appeared quite refined, said.

The leader put down his coffee cup, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Enemies? They're just some small fry who rely on special methods."

"Our base was built at great cost and is heavily guarded. It won't be easy for them to find it."

Just then, the base's alarm suddenly sounded, its sharp sound echoing in the enclosed space.

"What's going on?" The leader suddenly stood up, his face turning extremely ugly.

A soldier on surveillance rushed in, panting, and said, "Boss, our base has been invaded by the enemy!"

"Dozens of people have already disappeared from the base!"

The leader frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Immediately activate the highest level of defense and prepare the mercenary army for battle."

"The management team quickly inspected all facilities at the base to ensure everything was in perfect order. Also, we made sure to move all the beautiful women to a safe place; we couldn't let them get frightened."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison, and then quickly got to work.

The base immediately sprang into action, with a 500-strong mercenary army quickly assembling. They were dressed in advanced combat gear, wielding various weapons, and their eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness.

The fifty-person management team also performed their respective duties, inspecting the base's defense systems, energy supplies, and other key facilities.

Just a few tens of minutes earlier, Yang Hongbo's three clones appeared on the ice above the base.

"Consciousness detection indicates that there is indeed a large underground base, which appears to be their hiding place," one of the clones said.

"Hmph, finally found them. Those remnants of the Amway Group, did they think they were safe hiding here? Today is their doomsday," another clone said coldly.

"Don't be careless. This base looks heavily guarded. We need to be careful," the third clone warned.

"We can't fight head-on. Let's figure out a way to get into the base first," one of the clones said.

"But the base is so heavily guarded, we can only shrink our size to get in," another clone said.

The three clones found a ventilation duct in the base, shrunk their bodies, and entered the base through the ventilation duct.

"Finally in. Now we need to find their leader and wipe him out in one fell swoop," one of the clones said.

"But the base is so big, how are we going to find him?" another clone asked.

"We can detect the consciousness fluctuations of the people in the base. The leader's consciousness fluctuations are definitely stronger than those of ordinary people. We can find him by following this clue," the third clone said.

The three clones began searching the base, carefully avoiding patrolling soldiers and using their consciousness to probe their surroundings.

Meanwhile, the leader of the base also realized that something was wrong.

"Is the surveillance system working properly? Has the enemy really gotten in?" the leader asked anxiously.

"Boss, the surveillance system is still functioning normally. We haven't detected any enemies in the base yet, but they've definitely infiltrated," a member of the management team replied.

The leader took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down: "Increase patrols inside the base. If any suspicious persons are spotted, open fire immediately."

"Also, inform everyone to be vigilant and prepared to deal with any emergencies."

Just as the leader gave the order, the three clones gradually approached the area where the leader was located. They sensed the leader's strong mental fluctuations and were overjoyed.

"Found him, the leader is in that room up ahead," one of the clones said.

"Let's be careful not to alert them," another clone warned.

The three clones quietly approached the room door and peered inside through the crack. They saw the leader sitting at the table, surrounded by several bodyguards.

"Boss, the situation is critical. Should we consider moving?" a bodyguard said.

The leader shook his head: "Relocate? Where to? This base is our last stronghold. As long as we hold this position, the enemy can't do anything to us."

"But they've already found this place, what if..." The bodyguard was about to say something more, but was interrupted by the leader.

"No chance! We have a mercenary army of five hundred men, along with advanced weapons and defense systems. They can't get in."

"Immediately notify everyone to stay at their posts. Anyone who dares to desert will be dealt with according to military law!" the leader said sternly.

The three clones overheard their conversation outside the door. "Let's just rush in. With our abilities, those bodyguards are no match for us," one of the clones said.

After discussing the matter, the three clones didn't hesitate any longer and rushed into the room. The bodyguards reacted quickly, immediately drawing their guns and firing.

However, the three clones used their consciousness to control their bodies, skillfully dodging bullets while simultaneously attacking the bodyguards.

In an instant, the room descended into chaos. The leader, terrified, hid behind the table, watching the fierce battle unfold before him, his heart filled with fear.

"You...you mustn't come any closer!" the leader cried out in a trembling voice.

The three clones quickly dealt with the bodyguards and approached their leader step by step. "The era of Amway is over. You can just obediently accept your death," one of the clones said coldly.

At this critical moment, the mercenary army in the base heard the gunfire and rushed to their aid. They stormed into the room and surrounded the three clones.

"Put down your weapons, or we'll open fire!" the mercenary captain shouted.

The three clones exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

A fierce battle unfolded in the room, where the three clones, relying on their special abilities and tenacious fighting spirit, engaged in a desperate struggle against a mercenary army of nearly five hundred men.

The high-ranking executive at Amway Group had already been dealt with by Yang Hongbo's clone at the very beginning.

Blood splattered in the base's corridors.

Outside the base, the Arctic winds continued to howl, as if foreshadowing the brutality and intensity of the battle...

At that moment, a voice echoed in Yang Hongbo's mind while he was in prison: "The seventh level of the time tunnel has been completed."