I am a necromancer, and I absolutely love America.

Brian felt a radiating pain spreading from his heart.

In an instant, he lost consciousness and his body went limp as he slumped to the ground.

The poor little Black girl was turned into a human cushion.

Brian pounced on her, his face slumped onto her shoulder, and pushed her to the ground.

The little girl screamed in fright:

"Ah! Help!"

The next moment, she was horrified to discover...

Brian's eyes were closed, his expression was pained, and his face was deathly pale.

"OMG! The congressman has fainted!"

Doug's heart sank. He reacted instantly and shouted to his entourage, who were standing frozen to the side:

"Call 911 immediately!"

"Oh, oh!" The entourage member snapped out of his daze and hurriedly took out his phone to make a call.

Three bodyguards rushed onto the stage in a panic and surrounded Brian.

Reporters frantically pushed forward to take photos, and Doug's face darkened.

"Stop them! Don't let them take pictures!"

A bodyguard immediately turned his head and used his body to block the camera, while forcefully shoving to stop him.

"No photos!"

George Smith also reacted and stepped in front of Brian:

"Students! No photos! Back up! Everyone back up!"

The scene was in complete chaos:

"Help! Save them!"

"Make way!"

"School doctor! Barbara!"

"Oh no! Barbara's called in sick!"

......

Richard could clearly see that deathly energy was spreading from Brian's body!

he died!

The magic hand was much more effective than he had imagined. Unable to gauge the strength of the magic hand, he squeezed and pulled with all his might.

The magic hand wasn't strong enough to squeeze the heart, but it tore an artery while pulling...

Blood gushed out, and Brian immediately fell into a deep coma.

This is a golden opportunity to revive Brian! Richard suddenly sprang forward, his expression serious and tense, and shouted:

"Call an ambulance immediately!"

He shoved the crowd aside with tremendous force, easily clearing a path through the throng, and then lunged at Brian.

Even the strong bodyguards couldn't stop Richard with just one hand.

The bodyguards were startled, thinking someone was going to harm Brian. They were about to pull Richard away when they saw Richard lift Brian's eyelids, then listen intently to his chest, and anxiously say:

"It's a heart attack! CPR is necessary!"

After saying that, he decisively took off his coat, displaying an unwavering determination.

Could he be a doctor? The bodyguards were completely bewildered, unable to figure out Richard's identity in the chaos.

Doug, busy getting things under control, shouted:

"No photos! Not a single photo from today can be leaked! Hand over your phones and cameras! The congressman will appreciate your kindness!"

In the midst of the chaos, no one stopped Richard.

"Make way! The congressman needs fresh air!" Richard shouted anxiously as he quickly laid Brian down.

In fact, he wasn't in a hurry at all. Brian didn't need air at all, because dead people don't need to breathe.

Everyone was so frightened that they retreated.

Following the CPR procedure in the AP Biology textbook, Richard ripped open Brian's shirt buttons and began performing CPR.

He placed his hands on the midline of his chest and pressed his arms straight down.

CPR requires pressing down 5-6 centimeters.

Richard was unsure how much force to use when performing CPR for the first time, so he pressed down hard.

Click!

Click!

Click!

A series of barely perceptible cracking sounds reached his palm, nearly causing Brian's chest cavity to collapse.

Holy crap?

Richard's lips twitched slightly.

Am I that strong?

I didn't use my full strength either!

Brian is probably too old. No matter how well he takes care of himself, it's perfectly normal for a 68-year-old man to have some osteoporosis.

Richard could only pretend not to hear, ignoring the eerie feeling of the bone fragments rubbing against each other, and grit his teeth to continue pressing.

The standard is 100 to 120 beats per minute.

Thankfully, Brian was dead, otherwise he would have been woken up by the pain.

Doug finally managed to get the reporter to cooperate through a combination of threats and bribes. Turning around, he saw Richard performing CPR on Brian and asked in surprise:

"Are you a doctor?"

Richard pressed the button while quickly saying:

"I'm not!"

"WTF!" Doug's face darkened.

Don't press it again!

You're incredibly bold!

Richard continued pressing.

The sensation of bone fragments rubbing against my palm continued.

Crackling sound.

Crackling sound.

"However, I learned CPR in the AP textbook. If you're not satisfied, how about you do the massage?"

Doug had no idea how to do this, but seeing how professional Richard was, he could only let him continue.

As long as he doesn't make a move, even if Brian dies, the trouble won't affect him.

He turned and shouted:

"When will the ambulance arrive?!"

The attendant said in a panic:

"15 minutes! Fastest speed ever!"

Doug's face darkened.

It only takes 30 minutes round trip!

If you have a heart attack, you're basically on your way to meet your maker in 30 minutes!

Richard immediately said:

"It's too late! We'll drive Mr. Brian there! It'll only take 15 minutes! Even faster if we run a red light!"

Doug made a decisive decision:

"OK! I'll coordinate with the police station immediately! Get the congressman into the car! You, go call the hospital and tell them to prepare to receive him."

"CPR can't stop!" Richard said, feigning concern.

He dared not let anyone else touch Brian; it would be troublesome if they touched him and found a section of his chest had collapsed.

After pressing for a while, Richard began to doubt whether Brian's ribs could still support his chest cavity.

"No problem!" Doug pointed to the long table with the enlarged hamburger:

"Use that!"

The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and swept the food off the table without saying a word.

Brandon, sitting at the table with a large hamburger dangling from his mouth, stared blankly and said:

"Gentlemen, I'm still not full..."

No one cares about him.

Two burly bodyguards quickly lifted Brian onto the dining table, and Richard jumped on top of him, squatting down to continue performing CPR.

The two bodyguards were very strong and carried the person and the table out.

Upon arriving at the auditorium entrance, another bodyguard had already backed the car up outside and opened the trunk.

This American-style large SUV has rear seats that can be folded down so that an adult can lie completely flat.

Brian was quickly moved to the back of the train again.

Richard climbed up as well and continued CPR.

Doug jumped into the passenger seat:

"Hurry up!"

With a screech, the SUV made a sharp turn and sped out of the school.

The bodyguard got the chance to show off his driving skills, honking his horn the whole way, overtaking and changing lanes in various ways on the highway, completely ignoring all red lights.

Doug held onto the handrail with one hand and made one phone call after another with the other.

He must control public opinion and stabilize the situation as much as possible before the lawmakers wake up.

If Brian dies, it doesn't matter what.

If Brian can wake up soon, at least he won't be facing a mess.

No one was paying attention to the back of the car. Richard narrowed his eyes, slowed his pressing movements, and silently chanted:

The dead have returned to life!

After mastering the Hand of Magic, Richard clearly saw a surge of magic power, which transformed into a mysterious mark of the dead and entered Brian's body.

Then, something amazing happened.

Brian's chest swelled up again, his ribs returned to normal, and his face instantly regained color.

He woke up in the blink of an eye.

"This is amazing!" Richard exclaimed to himself.

The ability to come back to life!

If the powerful and wealthy found out, they would absolutely go crazy!

For those who stand at the pinnacle of power and wealth, beautiful women, gourmet food, status, power, and all the pleasures of the world are commonplace and readily available.

They only have one life.

Only Richard possesses the power to reverse life and death!

Brian looked at Richard with a puzzled expression.

I think I'm dead?

Is this hell?

Soon, the mark of the dead made him instinctively understand everything.

This person resurrected me!

Who is he?

God?

But God, why is your skin yellow?

A mysterious power surged within him, making him almost unable to resist bowing down in worship to the man before him.

This is my master!

This voice, as if it were a life instinct, was firmly imprinted in the depths of his soul, and even a seasoned politician of decades could not resist it.

Brian didn't dare lie down in front of Richard and wanted to stand up.

Richard held him down and whispered:

"You just died. We're on our way to the hospital. Don't let the fact that you came back from the dead be revealed! Do you understand what that means?"

Brian, a seasoned politician, quickly grasped the current situation and said softly:

"I understand, my lord."

After he finished speaking, he coughed a few times.

Doug turned around abruptly, and said in surprise:

"Mr. Anderson? You're awake!"

The bodyguard and driver also looked over in surprise in the rearview mirror.

Brian feigned weakness, and his acting was very convincing:

"Where am I?"

Brian's thinking was clear and his speech was articulate, which relieved Doug.

"You fainted while taking photos and are now on your way to the hospital. You must stop your campaign and have a full medical checkup, or you will lose your life."

Brian said:

"Don't go to the hospital, those stupid vampires can't do anything. Go to Nancy Health Center."

Doug was very worried:

"It's farther away there. Your health is more important than controlling the information."

Brian insisted:

"No! I trust the doctors at Nancy Health Center. Also, don't worry, I'm already awake."

That's his territory.

He also had leverage over Dean Roman, and he couldn't figure out if there was anything strange about his body after his resurrection. He needed to find a place where he could completely control the situation.

"OK! You're the boss! I'll call Roman, the CEO of Nancy Health Center." Doug understood Brian's concerns.

If the hospital exposes the true physical condition, it will be very detrimental to the election.

Brian has a close relationship with the owner of Nancy Health Center, where he has always had his checkups and treatments.

The vehicle slowed down as it turned a corner and headed toward the Nancy Health Center.