Chapter 188 Someone has to step up
Every time Gore emerged from the control room, he felt as if his life had been split apart. His life and values suddenly became incredibly heavy because of those symbols of power and prestige—like B02's rank or Roy's younger brother, the former executioner of the Americas headquarters, a big shot who had once served as the regional head—for whom a bunch of idiots had been running around serving him ever since he arrived in Dongxia. At this moment, countless assistants and subordinates were there for him, acting as if his last hope in life rested on his shoulders.
Roy once said that you'd like the flattery—well, he did, but it wouldn't last long; even the newest toy gets boring after a while. He didn't need to feel like he was getting something for nothing; he also implanted forbidden substances, the kind with really outrageous properties, just that he wouldn't use them unless absolutely necessary. The founders of Eoubs were long gone, but those in charge weren't stupid; they were willing to implant such dangerous stuff because they were sure they'd get even greater profits.
So he was always obedient, even if it was only on the surface.
After the driver dealt with all the people who wanted to ask gossip, they immediately quieted down and stared at Gore.
"Haha, I'll fuck your mothers." Gore smiled slightly and uttered a curse.
“Fantastic,” Sheehan muttered as he followed behind. “So get in the car, you great tycoons.”
The leader solemnly opened the car door, as if he were performing an extremely important ceremony and could not afford to make any mistakes.
Gore cursed something again and went inside—what came into view were those old objects—expensive carpets with dark gold trim, leather sofas, high-end wine cabinets, and things like psychedelic drugs, all crammed together without leaving a single gap, making it a small, indulgent banquet.
Then, the car started, drove into the private lane, and drove very smoothly; you couldn't even feel any vibration.
Their destination was the emergency meeting venue.
Although the chaos caused by the two "killing gods" continues, other operatives are still on duty as usual, and the control operations on the mission list have not ended. In addition, the small countries surrounding Siberia have set a series of records—chaotic changes in branches, incompetence of the parliamentary leadership, and a surge in the number of internal staff deaths.
As soon as the two arrived at the venue, all eyes turned to them. Eoubs has never lacked elites from various fields, and today they were all there.
But after watching those repayment videos and seeing the helplessness of the higher-ups, they seemed to see everything else as perfectly normal. Even if Gore suddenly vomited a ton of shit, they would think: Wow, no wonder he's an insider in the Eoubs circle, he's awesome.
The chain reaction triggered by the theory of repayment elevated and revitalized all the long-hidden dirty records, the suffering of the lower classes, and their resistance, giving them new meaning. This riot was like a damn heavenly ray of salvation, enough to make one fucking climax.
The leading expert gestured for them to sit down, then straightened up, adjusted the recorder and voice recorder, and looked up at Gore, asking, "I'm sorry to call you here at this time. We just received a notification that your brother—Mr. Roy—has gone to the Siberian infected zone without authorization and activated the 'Mirror of Eternal Dreams' project."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Gore was stunned for a long time; this time, his shock was genuine.
“Ah, this news is everywhere now. You were probably on drugs in the control room at the time. We called you a lot but you didn’t answer. It just so happened that Ms. Sheen came by, so we were able to contact you.” The man smiled and continued, “In a way that you can accept, Mr. Roy did indeed use his authority to throw those ‘Mirror of Eternal Dreams’ stuff into Siberia.”
After a moment of awkward silence, Gore stared at him for a while with the look one gives a man who's into anime, and said, "You've been watching too much anime, haven't you?"
"Haha, speaking of anime, your brother and I are arguing fiercely in the Americas right now. After all, the Hebrews' ability to materialize fantasy is unprecedented. Once the 'Mirror of Eternal Dreams' is activated, all the operatives trapped in the Siberian infected zone... will probably have nightmares. They're worried sick—" The expert said, pulling up a bunch of data and videos on the holographic screen. The evidence was indeed very detailed.
Gore cursed Roy's entire family in his mind, and then called himself an idiot. He then sat up straight like them and gave everyone a smile that he had only shown after getting into trouble in the council, a smile that was exceptionally handsome.
He said, "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."
“I can vouch for that.” Sheen glanced around and spotted several operatives hiding in the shadows. He explained, “When I found Mr. Gore, he was just about to come out for a smoke, then go get a steak, and maybe even go for a drive if he was in a good mood.”
The expert waved his hand in a gesture of surrender, saying that he had no intention of judging them, but just wanted to know why Roy did this. Besides, this was a joint operation, and it would be best if everyone could come back alive from the mission; there was no need to make things so ugly.
In response, Gore could only say that there was nothing to say to them. He barely contacted his idiot brother, and the two had disliked each other since childhood, so there was no familial affection between them.
“In a world filled with lies and taboos, your so-called kinship, though fleeting, is very valuable, Mr. Gore,” said another troublemaking idiot next to the expert. “After all these years, you should understand what killing, death, power, and control mean.”
Gore was momentarily speechless, unable to find a rebuttal. As expected of an expert specializing in the study of the origins of forbidden substances in the wave layer, his tone was similar to those brain-dead idiots on those forums who point fingers at how unfair the world is, or even better at stirring up emotions than them.
—To be honest, the riots initially only affected a few high-ranking members of the East Xia branch who were interested in gossip, but their influence on the surrounding areas only began to grow stronger as more and more people got involved and more and more inside stories were revealed.
Now, it shines even brighter in the entire Eoubs community.
It's a real spectacle, a desperate act of resistance in the darkness, where people, knowing the dire consequences, are willing to sacrifice their bodies and souls to spread the flames and revel in it.
Gore could certainly understand the influence Joseph and He Yu had on the people below, but he didn't understand... how this group of people who hadn't seen each other for eight hundred years and had just returned from the fluctuation layer had become saviors in Eoubs after just having a drink.
Roy... Roy.
You've really given me a big job.
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