Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 480: Chapter 245: The Last Missing Material_2

At this moment, he was standing on an organ that resembled a large intestine. He pointed down and said, ”It’s not here anymore.”

It’s said that in some bizarre literature, males would gestate in their intestines. The rules of the parallel plane didn’t seem to be that strange yet.

Confirmed that the contents inside the Nest have been taken, Wu Chang didn’t waste any more time and said, ”Let’s go up.”

Unlike Veronica, who floated up lightly, Wu Chang hadn’t yet mastered the means of flight. He could only use force with both feet and leap out of the deep pit.

It wasn’t pretty, but it was fast indeed.

Back in the underground laboratory, several people were staring at Wu Chang with eerie eyes, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.

Booker couldn’t hold back and asked, ”Nameless brother, was it you who did the thing down there?”

Wu Chang nodded and said, ”Dealing with the Nest is the same as dealing with the Essence Armor. As long as you break through that kind of Special Energy, their physical strength isn’t actually that high.”

Booker rolled his eyes, ”I don’t believe you one bit.”

The others looked at the Electromagnetic Master Wu Chang was wearing. This thing is actually Essence Armor, not the Infinity Gauntlet. Just relying on this little gadget to resolve the Nest, then Mo Ke wouldn’t have panicked like that.

According to Mo Ke, the energy intensity of the Nest is something that even large Essence Armor finds hard to deal with.

Moreover, with the size of the Nest, no matter how weak its flesh may be, just with that body alone, it could easily toy with Booker and the others.

Colton saw that Wu Chang wasn’t going to tell the truth, so he bluntly laid it out.

”Nameless, you should know the most important element between teams is mutual trust. Without trust as a foundation, the team instead becomes a constraint between its members.”

”With your strength, you would never be unknown in the Desolate Realm. Who are you really?”

The conversation reached this point, and with Raymond’s part temporarily over, he didn’t bother to hide anymore and said:

”Not saying my name is actually for your own good. My name outside should be known by everyone, especially you three. You should have heard it quite a few times recently.”

”Your three organizations recently just issued a statement declaring war against me.”

Booker, Colton, Veronica: ”What?!”

There are twelve hours until the press conference begins.

Hymn Tower, top floor, Chairman’s office.

Schultz sat in front of the window, listening to the third movement of the ”Fate Symphony” from a phonograph. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, overlooking Veldo City.

The spot where his gaze paused was the City Hall Building.

A faint mocking smile surfaced on Schultz’s lips as he muttered to himself, ”He thinks I don’t know he’s undercover, thinking such petty tricks could thwart my plans.”

”If I didn’t let you in, how would the Federation become paranoid and cower, or let me act freely?”

Ding.

A notification sound came from the desk, and Peggy’s voice transmitted through it.

”Chairman, Mr. Geoffrey would like to see you.”

”Let him in.”

A few minutes later, a gaunt middle-aged man with round glasses, wearing a white lab coat, entered the room.

Geoffrey, technical advisor for Hymn Company, a level nine partner, has participated in both high-energy weapons and Essence Armor development.

Like Hughes from the Spiritual Ability Activation Department, he was a prodigy famous from a young age, similarly fell into disgrace due to indulging in materialistic vices, and ultimately fell from grace, never recovering, also receiving Schultz’s help at the lowest point of his life.

But Geoffrey was even more of a genius than Hughes. He was one of the few in Hymn Company who could keep up with Schultz’s thinking, knowing what Schultz planned to do.

Because of this, many tasks inconvenient for Mo Ke to handle were entrusted to Geoffrey by Schultz.

Geoffrey had genuine respect for Schultz. He bowed first, then said:

”Mr. Schultz, everything is ready.”

Geoffrey, speaking, opened up the office’s big screen, which played several video clips. The content featured Raymond, Wu Chang, and others kidnapping Hymn Company management, injecting them with Disqualified Monster conversion agents, turning them into Disqualified Monsters, and sabotaging power stations and other public facilities.

Once this intelligence is released, the public opinion will be completely reversed.

The Hymn Hunters no longer stand as civilian heroes against capital but are now a band of madmen who possess evil technology capable of turning humans into Disqualified Monsters and use this technology to attack the world.

Hymn Company, on the other hand, in order to save the world from this bunch of maniacs, developed high-energy weapons and Essence Armor, resulting in becoming the target of hatred from the other side, leading to successive assassination attempts on Hymn Company’s management.

However, these aren’t the most important. What’s crucial is that once it can be proven that the Disqualified Monsters attacking power and communications companies today were created by the Hymn Hunters, any upcoming Disqualified Monsters would naturally also be their handiwork.

Hymn Company can cut ties accordingly.

Schultz gazed at the footage on the screen, highly satisfied with the content and its clarity. In Veldo City, nothing could escape their sight.

In Veldo City, he was nearly omniscient.

If omniscience and omnipotence constitute a God, then he would lead humanity to become Gods.

Listening to the phonograph filled with the bright and cheerful fourth movement of the ”Fate Symphony,” Schultz straightened his chest, adjusted his collar, turned, and smiled at Geoffrey, saying:

”Cheer up, we’re about to usher in our victory.”

The shadow on Geoffrey’s face didn’t recede. He didn’t care for his own victory, but regarded bringing victory to Schultz as his own.