Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With the Cheating System-Chapter 536: We Love You!!!!!

"Alright, alright..." Priscilla chuckled. "Michael is back."

Mika froze, her expression shifting to one of utter disbelief. "Really?!"

"Yes! That energetic boy, Tyson, was so thrilled he's hosting a party this very evening!"

"Tonight?! But... to reach the first district, it will take at least four hours, even with my private plane."

"Precisely why I'm here, my dear," Priscilla explained. "I know you're focused on establishing order in the Third District, but it would be lovely if you could attend the celebration."

"Okay... I will go, but only if you come with me!" Mika declared, her eyes pleading.

"This child is so endearing!" Priscilla said, gently pinching Mika's cheeks.

"Of course, I will accompany you." Her warm smile radiated affection.

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The news of Michael's return to Amerisa had spread like wildfire. Within hours, all ten districts were buzzing, and an astonishing number – over 30% of the population – were making their way to Amerisa. Others, unable to travel, glued themselves to screens, eager for any glimpse of him.

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[8:30 PM]

The elevator doors slid open, and Michael stepped out. Jennifer, Tyson, Mira, and Maria, who were waiting, stared in surprise. He was dressed in simple white shirt and pants, a stark contrast to his usual attire.

"Did the sun decide to rise in the north today?" Tyson quipped, his surprise evident.

"Micky? In white?" Even Jennifer was momentarily speechless.

Michael smiled, adjusting his sleeves. "My wife suggested I try something new."

"Don't mind them," Erika said, stepping out of the elevator. She looked striking in a short black dress that grazed her knees. "You look splendid."

"I don't understand... Are you trying to give all the men at the party nosebleeds?" Drakon emerged from the kitchen, Sofia's hand nestled in his arm. Drakon was sharp in a black suit, while Sofia looked elegant in a flowing dress.

"I dress for my husband, not for perverts," Erika retorted, stopping in front of Michael. She gave him a seductive smile. "How do I look?"

Michael's gaze lingered on her dress, and he swallowed hard. "Marvelous," was all he could manage.

"Okay... before things escalate, we need to get going! As the host, I'm already running late!" Tyson urged. He looked dapper in a suit, while Jennifer's red bandage dress accentuated her figure.

"Yeah," Erika agreed, a playful smile on her lips.

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[GRAND HOTEL!]

The Grand Hotel was teeming with people, and a significant number soldiers stood guard in every corner of the hotel.

Everyone was gathered at the entrance, their anticipation palpable as they waited for Michael and his family.

"Where is your son, Mr Theo?" Wang asked, his white suit complemented by a military fur coat draped over his shoulders.

"He said they should be here by nine," Theo replied, glancing at his gold wristwatch.

VOOM!

"Oh... they're here!"

Theo, Dennis, Wang, Mika, the five founders, Joy, Evan, the Conquerors' Elders, and every single person present turned towards the arrival of five luxurious cars pulling up to the hotel entrance.

"Wow! Move forward!"

A reporter exclaimed, pushing ahead with her cameraman.

The door of the first Lexus opened, and Jennifer and Tyson emerged.

"Wow... Miss Jennifer! We love you!"

"Yes!! Tyson is the best! He helped more than five districts last week!! He also built more than ten schools!!"

"Yes!! Tyson is the Best!!"

"I wish he was single!"

"Shh, Miss Jennifer is his fiancée... I heard they'll be getting married soon."

"I know that! Why do you think I wish he was single?!" the girl retorted to her friend.

A wave of cheers erupted as Jennifer and Tyson walked down the red carpet, stopping to nod respectfully to Joker, Dennis, Wang, and the founders before stepping to the side.

The doors of a white Bentley opened next, and Mira, Drakon, Sofia, and Maria stepped out.

"Those are Miss Mira and Maria, you know, they've opened more than twenty orphanages across the ten districts, helping countless homeless children."

"That's Drakon! Wow, I can't believe I'm seeing him in person!"

"Isn't Drakon Michael's dragon? How is he a human?"

"Drakon is a dragon. I heard he's from another world where dragons can transform into humans."

"Wow... that's so cool! I wish I had that power!"

The four followed Jennifer and Tyson's lead, acknowledging the group before moving to stand beside them.

VOOM!

All eyes turned to the gleaming golden Rolls-Royce Phantom Limited Edition. The doors swung open, and Michael stepped out.

"MICHAEL!!!!!"

"SUPREME!! WE LOVE YOU!!!"

A roar of joyous screams erupted from the crowd, like a sonic boom. The soldiers quickly moved to hold them back, preventing a rush towards Michael. The reporters only added to the frenzy.

Michael smiled at the crowd, walked around the car, and opened the passenger door for his wife.

"WOW!!"

"OH MY GOODNESS!"

"SUCH BEAUTY!!"

Everyone froze, even Theo, Commander Wang, and Dennis were visibly stunned. Erika radiated beauty, her figure accentuated by the tight shirt dress, making her a captivating sight.

"How can a woman be so beautiful?" a man in the crowd murmured.

"If she wasn't Michael's wife, I would have..."

"Hey! What if she is my wife?"

"Who even knows you?! If she were your wife, I'd simply take her from you! But who would dare take such beauty from Michael?"

"Only someone who's ready to die," another voice answered grimly.

Michael and Erika watched the enthusiastic crowd, then turned and walked towards the group at the entrance.

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"General Michael!"

Commander Wang bowed his head respectfully.

"Commander, how are you doing?" Michael asked with a warm smile.

"I am well, General Michael, all thanks to you," he replied.

"Mr. Supreme, please."

President Dennis stepped aside, and the entire group followed suit as Michael nodded and walked inside with Erika, followed by Jennifer and Tyson, and the rest.

Ten imposing soldiers immediately took their positions at the entrance, ready to receive the guests with invitations that Tyson had sent.

The crowd outside formed orderly lines, presenting their invitations. Those without were left to watch the grand event unfold on the huge screens mounted on the hotel's walls.