Chapter 164 All beings suffer.

The news of the spread of the Gospel of Heaven quickly reached the terminal databases of branches on all continents.

So they were in an uproar again.

After two days of emergency meetings, the higher-ups decided to add all the operatives who could be of use to the reinforcement list, but of course, they had to test their mental health first. Turns out, there were a few on the verge of collapse. Luckily, they weren't thrown in too quickly, or they'd have nowhere to turn. It's a real shame they'd arranged generous salaries and retirement benefits for those soldiers; now it's all over.

Gore leaned back in his chair, ignoring the guys yelling and shouting on the radio, picked up his glass, and thought, "This is exciting."

He watched the video on the main screen of soldiers shooting at each other, the muzzles of guns flashing briefly in the darkness and snow, illuminating their faces, all of them splattered with blood.

He turned off the video, feeling like he'd just finished watching a thrilling superhero movie. It was actually quite well done, perfectly capturing the outside world's fantasies about the Eoubs' inner workings—if they ever had the chance to know about the organization in their lifetime. But that was, of course, impossible; it had nothing to do with any ordinary person. Those in power only create their own loyal henchmen, and those 'authorities' who reach the top are simply massive weapons they painstakingly create—handy, effective, and most importantly, obedient.

Currently, parliaments across continents are devoting half their energy to scouting reinforcements. This sudden outbreak has thrown the entire Eoubs department into chaos, with staff even working overtime.

On the radio of the Ministry of Transport, this was the most frequently mentioned topic by all the personnel responsible for approving travel documents, characteristic inhibitors, and various powerful weapons; almost every channel was filled with all sorts of exclamations.

"Damn it, it's unpaid overtime! What are those idiots in the council thinking?"

"I don't understand, but I just don't understand."

"Damn it, wasn't that newly appointed B05 gone? Hasn't the problem been solved yet?"

"I wish it could be finished so quickly. I glanced at the travel list yesterday and the Operations Department sent a few more people to Siberia. Sigh... the workload has increased dramatically."

Despite the complaints, the tasks still had to be done, especially for operatives like He Yu. Although he had reshaped the nodes, someone had leaked the news that this tough guy had beaten those idiots in the salon to a pulp. Most importantly, those people didn't refute it and simply pretended to be dead about it.

Imagine if this guy could bring out some clues from the Gospel of Heaven, it would be the highlight of the entire Eoubs. Therefore, countless people are busy every second. This involves huge sums of money, resources that cannot be easily accessed, and the remnants of the Wave Layer as the last resort. No mistakes can be tolerated.

Gore ordered another case of liquor and continued to perch on his throne, which was piled high with hallucinogenic pills, liquor bottles, and takeout boxes, idly watching the rapidly increasing posts about He Yu on the forum—a new god created by the East Xia headquarters was shining brightly in every corner of the world, and no one could ignore it.

An hour later, after finishing his call with Roy, he wasn't in a very good mood, so he decided to find some entertainment in the database.

He found it very quickly.

A bunch of resumes of members of the adjudication department, as well as related experimental videos, combat data and recordings, most of which were projected and read by observers, were extracted from the brains of the technical department people—using a technology learned from some kind of wave layer, plus a little bit of linking neurons and a perfect restorative taboo, they could piece together a person’s tragic and complex experience.

Among the videos that only required high-level access to view, Gore saw a familiar face—Li Lin, the young man who expressed endless hatred towards him on the rack.

According to the background information, he was only nineteen years old at the time, and his hair was all slicked back, just like it is now, and covered in hair wax. His smile was very bright, but it was obviously a bit overdone. At that time, he had not yet come into contact with any contraindications, and he had never even heard of the term "infected person." After graduation, he had been helping out at his father's friend's food processing plant.

In today's society, boys of that age can indeed start earning money to support their families.

Gore was somewhat interested in him and chose to continue watching.

The factory owner's daughter went to the same high school as him. She was good-looking, loved to laugh, and liked to take Li Lin around everywhere. She was two years older than him, and it was during the holidays, so she came to help out.

Although many people still say that too many innocent people have died because of the control mission, and usually sigh "Alas, how tragic", this is not actually accurate.

In a forced retrieval operation that nearly resulted in the destruction of the city, Eoubs Operations delegated the task of eliminating the forbidden object to the local government—not surprisingly, given that these official agencies are consistently weak and marginalized—and had no useful strategies other than hastily devising the safest and most asset- and loss-preserving measures they could think of overnight.

That indiscriminate extermination operation initially covered the entire coastal urban cluster.

Later, the estimated damage figures rose sharply, and Eoubs quietly reduced the number of zones by three, fearing that someone might actually lose their temper and rebel.

The entire extermination operation lasted secretly for two months until all the infected were completely eliminated.

Li Lin and that food processing plant were located in the heart of the outbreak.

Eoubs-031—The Blood Source of All Things.

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