Beside him, the number of council members watching the raid mission on the curve screen was dizzyingly high, and had been at its peak for a long time. Countless high-ranking officials watching were still frantically increasing the number, making people think that the control threshold had failed.
Then he heard the powerful and wealthy shouting on the communication channel.
"Damn, Joseph's out! Where's he going?"
"Damn it! If we send out all those B-ranks, what else can—"
"He went to the intelligence station. All departments, be on alert! He went to... Holy crap? He took down a B05 in a second? What idiot called that guy? He didn't even use his special ability!"
"Who's that? How did D05 suddenly appear? Who the hell is he?! Is there any way to—"
"Forget it, stop messing around. Let those two idiots kill whatever they want."
Gore said with a smile.
There was a brief silence in the headset as a group of people began investigating D05's background. They quickly obtained the information and the observers began to follow closely, closely tracking He Yu's movements. No one commented on the matter, only arranging reinforcements as soon as possible. But everyone knew that at this point, Joseph could go wherever he wanted. The New York council was also watching, maintaining an indifferent attitude—after all, it wasn't someone from headquarters who died.
Gore listened quietly without saying anything more.
The properties of cognitive modification are truly tempting and powerful. What will happen when these two new gods meet?
He opened a bottle of wine, took a big gulp, and laughed loudly in the midst of the revelry.
Fortunately, I didn't commit suicide when I was transferred here, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see such a spectacular show.
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