Chapter 161 The Authority Figures
"Siberia, indeed, is a good place."
Hebrew changed his sitting posture, knowing how to modify it to make himself look cooler, more handsome, and harmless.
The liaison officer was a bit confused and asked him why an operative who had killed countless people needed to be so "harmless." The guy replied earnestly, "For the sake of contrast."
The other person looked extremely worried after hearing this, as if they wished they could drown in the toilet the next second.
"I can only say, that's too superficial, buddy. Imagine if you were a farmer in Siberia, living alone in the Siberian wilderness."
"All you have to do every day is work in the fields, and when you look around, you see nothing."
"In your east, west, south, north, and north, there is only the horizon, nothing else."
“Every morning, when the sun rises above the eastern horizon, you go to work in the fields; when the sun is directly overhead, you finish work and go home for lunch; when the sun sets below the western horizon, you go home to sleep.”
"Your life will not have any fluctuations, it will be the same year after year, day after day."
"Then one day... something inside you died."
Hebrew was halfway through his speech when he picked up his glass, took a sip with a serious expression, and sighed.
"The sun rises from the eastern horizon, streaks across the sky, and sets towards the western horizon—every day you witness this scene in its endless cycle, and suddenly something within you snaps and dies. So you drop your hoe and, without thinking of anything, keep walking westward, west of the sun. For days you walk without eating or drinking, as if possessed, until you collapse and die."
Finally, you realize—
Seeing the other person's expectant look, he scratched his chin and said in a deep voice, "Lend me your phone first."
The liaison officer was stunned, wondering why this lunatic was suddenly spouting such a long speech. Those madmen who had entered the B-level and were given the title of "authority figure" each had their own characteristics—and Hebrew belonged to the most dangerous category. Although his personality was so stupid that it was impossible to know how he had survived, well... just do as he says.
The other person cheerfully took the phone, opened their personal search engine, set the permissions to maximum, and entered a string of keywords: "Follow-up text for Siberian delusions, waiting online, urgent."
The liaison officer was completely dumbfounded. What the hell was this delusional script? You were just reciting lines, weren't you?
Heber, seeing his breakdown, clicked his tongue and typed "Is Siberian delusions real or fake? Any advice from the brothers?" into the search bar.
The liaison officer stared in horror, wondering why the higher-ups would send this clown to participate in the Heavenly Gospel Operation.
This behavior...it's really hard not to think of a certain bastard who's long since dead.
"Haha, what can I do? They saw your dark work history and just wanted to make things a little fun."
"If humor is an art, then I am the most artistic master in the world."
"By the way, if I secretly resurrected Sergio, wouldn't the Council put me on the wanted list?"
Fearing the liaison officer wouldn't believe him, he even listed several versions, the content of which was roughly no different from his mother's erotic novels.
"I advise you to have some self-respect," the other person replied curtly.
Hebrew returned the phone and suddenly felt that the restaurant lights were so bright that they made him dizzy. All the conspiracies and tricks here turned into a bright light, enveloping him.
"Okay, just kidding."
“That guy is a wicked beast. Whether in Europe or America, or even in East Xia, almost all the operatives in Eoubs know about his evil deeds.”
"I've only met him once."
"He was working at the time..."
The liaison officer suddenly made a shushing gesture, then got up and left the restaurant, returning shortly after with someone.
Hebrew was almost fooled. This is such an American twist, bro. Are we making a superhero movie? Who the hell is this?
He leaned forward, feigning anticipation. The liaison officer remained silent for a moment, so he had to urge, "Who is this handsome guy whose face looks as pale as if his whole family has died?"
The man opposite him pulled out a chair and sat down, his eyes seeming to want to dig out and dissect the wounds and rotting flesh of everyone present. Hebrew immediately sensed something was wrong and felt that he should act cool and not give this man any amusement—like the people in the council—but he simply couldn't.
"Listen, I'm straight..."
“I recognize you.” He gave me a cold but exceptionally bright smile and said, “A fine knife used by the high-ranking members of the council. It recently returned alive from the second fluctuation layer.”
Under the enormous spotlight formed by the pile of money in the dome, the man smiled menacingly, like a god of death crawling out of hell.
"What a coincidence! I've also been to that awful place, and like you, I survived."
"My name is Stanford."
Hebrew was shocked and grabbed the liaison officer, whispering, "Who is Stanford?"
The other party gave him a brief introduction, and at the same time seized the opportunity to complain, saying that you didn't need to whisper to each other at such a close distance.
"By the way, as the new authorities, you will all be participating in the Heavenly Gospel Campaign together."
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night.
Budapest Airport, Hungary.
Waiting room.
Hamilton went to the convenience store and bought several dozen alcoholic beverages. While drinking, he opened the terminal permissions and stared at the holographic screen for a while before suddenly reaching out to zoom in on the details.
As a fixed database for intelligence stations, the details recorded by intelligence officers would reflect the relevance of the event itself to some extent. He pulled up the relevant catalogues on the Gospel of Heaven and marked out the high-ranking officials and reinforcements involved in the mission one by one.
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